Domis wasn't the only one afraid of death. Bell was so afraid of dying that it was practically fatal.
Come on, Bell still had a beautiful mother, an adorable little sister, a virtuous girlfriend, and many other family members waiting for him at home. The future was infinitely bright; Bell had no intention of dying young.
Reckless as he might be, that didn't mean Bell actually wanted to die. On the contrary, everything Bell was doing now was so that he could live better.
So compared to a fool who wasn't afraid of death, what Bell truly wanted was an experimental assistant with abundant knowledge and experience—and, most importantly, one who was also very afraid of dying.
It was precisely because he feared death that he would be cautious enough. Even being a little neurotic was better than suddenly getting blown to pieces, wasn't it?
"Domis, you know I've always admired you."
"No! I don't!"
Domis shook his head like a rattle drum.
There was great terror between life and death. At this moment, faced with Bell's attempted murder, Domis no longer cared about status or propriety. Even if Bell fired him right now—no, Bell absolutely had to fire him immediately!
"Shut up! Let me finish! Interrupt me again, and I'll leave you on the moon so you can never return to Earth for the rest of your life!"
The trap is sprung. Bell could no longer be bothered to maintain his "kind" facade. At this moment, he looked utterly vicious in Domis's eyes, as though he were about to choose someone to devour—still from Domis's perspective.
"Domis, you have to believe me. I'm afraid of dying too! So I won't joke around with my own life. The next experiment will undoubtedly be extremely dangerous, but as long as we