"A perfect creation! So perfect, so perfect..."
The Professor stared at Fang Ming with obsession, scratching his head. He wanted to touch Fang Ming's body, this perfect body, a product of his meticulously crafted formula.
He had watched Fang Ming progress step by step according to his plan, nurturing him into what he was today. If he hadn't opened the permissions, Zheng Zhu Liu would never have been able to see a single word of the data on the computer.
Even the guard was intentionally placed by him. However, there was a slight deviation from the plan: the fiendish young girl had transformed into a Nether Fiend and killed the guard. Originally, he had intended for the guard to kill Fang Ming and then retreat.
But it didn't matter. The experimental subject was just an experimental subject.
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"Next... is to let Fang Ming undergo a complete transformation with the Master,桀桀." The Professor chuckled sinisterly. "What kind of God-child nonsense! Only I, the great creation of the Professor, can fulfill the Master's wish!"
Although he outwardly obeyed the Principal, he had always disdained the Principal's obsession with illusory legends. In his opinion, only experimental data was real. No matter how strong the God-child the Principal spoke of was, he could never be stronger than his perfect experimental subject!
Therefore, besides carrying out the tasks assigned by the Principal, he was secretly conducting another experiment that he believed to be more significant: he wanted to create a true King of Fiends! However, he had been struggling to find a suitable experimental subject.
Fang Ming's arrival had made his eyes gleam. The moment Fang Ming stepped onto the eighteenth floor, all his physical data was fully captured. He was a perfect match for his experiment! This was something the Professor had never even dared to dream of!
The Professor had searched for many years, and his best result was an experimental subject with a mere 12% compatibility, who had ultimately died. The potion had failed to revive him.
"Hurry up and come up, I can't wait any longer." The Professor stared at Fang Ming through the screen, wishing he could pull him in front of him immediately.
Twelfth Floor.
Nannan was crying, hugging Fang Ming's waist.
"I... I thought Fang Ming was dead," Nannan sobbed aggrievedly.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine," Fang Ming patted Nannan's back. It felt smooth. He then realized Nannan wasn't wearing any clothes, her hair covering her. As he patted her back, his hand accidentally slipped through her hair and touched her smooth back.
This...
Seeing this, Fang Ming's face turned beet red. His hand hovered in the air, unsure whether to advance or retreat.
Nannan was no longer the small child. She was now a beautiful woman. Fang Ming had never experienced anything like this before in his life. Given his circumstances, who would look at him? He had no money, no parents, only a dilapidated courtyard and a rundown funeral shop.
Zheng Zhu Liu, standing nearby, also noticed this and couldn't help but stifle a chuckle.
Hearing the sound, Fang Ming looked over. Zheng Zhu Liu quickly stopped laughing, which gave Fang Ming an opportunity to change the subject.
"Uncle Liu, did you find anything in the computer?" Fang Ming asked.
Zheng Zhu Liu nodded quickly. "Yes, yes. I found a lot of valuable information in the computer. Come with me."
"Let's go, we'll check it out now." Fang Ming quickly got up to follow Zheng Zhu Liu, but Nannan refused to let go, holding onto his waist and unwilling to release him, fearing he would disappear if she did.
"Nannan, let go for a bit. We need to follow Uncle Liu to see what he found," Fang Ming coaxed softly. "Don't worry, I'm alive and well, I'm not going anywhere."
"Then I'll kill Uncle Liu, and you won't have to go see those things?" Nannan's words were astounding, leaving Fang Ming speechless.
"Why would you kill Uncle Liu?" Fang Ming found Nannan's train of thought to be unusually peculiar.
"If I kill him, you won't have to look at those things, and you can stay with me," Nannan explained softly, but her words sent a shiver down Fang Ming's spine.
"No, no. You're not allowed to kill anyone without my permission, especially not our teammate," Fang Ming quickly shook his head, trying to steer Nannan away from her strange reasoning.
"Oh~" Nannan seemed displeased and tightened her grip on Fang Ming's arms.
In truth, it wasn't entirely Nannan's fault. Although her memories had returned, her inherent nature as a Nether Fiend made her indifferent to other living beings. To her, anyone or anything that hindered her from being with Fang Ming had to be destroyed! Nothing was more important than having Fang Ming by her side.
"Be good, let go for now. If you hold me like this, I can't walk, can I?" Fang Ming cajoled.
Nannan shook her head and remained silent, clearly unhappy with Fang Ming's earlier statement.
However, a thought struck her. She immediately summoned the blood python to appear beneath them, lifting Fang Ming and herself to stand on its head.
Nannan tilted her head slightly and winked playfully at Fang Ming, making him feel exasperated. Was this little girl genuinely oblivious, or was she pretending? With her holding him like this, with only a thin layer of soft hair between them, did she really take him for a saint?
Well, so be it. If she wanted to hold him, then so be it. Fang Ming surrendered and said helplessly to Nannan, "Let's go, let's follow Uncle Liu."
"Okay~" Nannan smiled and buried her head in Fang Ming's embrace again.
A few minutes later, they arrived at the computer. Zheng Zhu Liu performed a series of operations, opening several folders and letting Fang Ming examine the contents.
"Flesh-corpse Experiment of Fiend Beasts."
"Dual Negative Polarity Conversion Experiment."
"Resentment Qi Element Deconstruction Experiment."
...
Fang Ming read through the experimental content one by one, his astonishment growing. This professor was truly a genius! He had researched methods to revive living beings using resentment qi and had also studied techniques for rapid transfer of large amounts of resentment qi. If all his experiments were successful, creating artificial fiends would be a trivial matter for him.
Shouldn't such a talent be apprehended and handed over to the country?
"This is just the research material. Look at these."
Zheng Zhu Liu opened another folder.
Fang Ming craned his neck to look, and Nannan curiously followed his gaze, though she couldn't make sense of it, as she didn't recognize human writing.
"Sealing Pillar on the Eighteenth Floor?" Fang Ming's curiosity was piqued by the file name, and he quickly scrolled down.
More than ten minutes later.
Fang Ming subconsciously stroked Nannan's head, his mind pondering the information presented in the document.
"According to the records, this building was designed by the Blood King himself as a fiend-suppressing nail, intended to suppress a certain existence?" Fang Ming was astonished. What kind of being would require an entire building as a suppression artifact?
After all, even Nannan's mother was only suppressed by three graves, which paled in comparison to this building, probably not even as large as a single room.
"And looking at the building's design, it's completely different from the actual building. Was it artificially modified later?" Fang Ming was perplexed. If this building was a suppression artifact, the Professor wouldn't have made such drastic modifications.
The building increasingly felt mysterious to Fang Ming. This reminded him of Bai Mu Village. Could this building also be a scenario conjured by a fierce fiend?
If that were the case, it would explain the significant discrepancy between the computer blueprints and reality.
However... Fang Ming's gaze returned to the computer. Could a fiend construct such a sophisticated supercomputer?
"Is there anything else?" After reviewing the documents, Fang Ming asked Zheng Zhu Liu.
Zheng Zhu Liu shook his head. "That's all. This is all the valuable information."
"Then let's continue upwards. Since Nannan has awakened, we should speed up now."
"Nannan, let's go." Fang Ming stopped stroking Nannan's head and said to her.
"Okay, no problem." Nannan said with a smile, then controlled the blood python to open a dark, gaping hole in space, and they drilled into it.
Zheng Zhu Liu and Qing Mian quickly followed.
They all felt their vision darken. When their sight returned, they found themselves in a small laboratory, surrounded by various precision instruments.
A kind-faced old man, dressed in ancient attire, sat smiling on a chair. He looked at Fang Ming and the others as they appeared, his gaze particularly fixed on Fang Ming the moment he materialized.
"Welcome to the eighteenth floor," the Professor greeted.
"You are..." Fang Ming's gaze was fixed on the old man, a guess forming in his mind.
"Professor..." Qing Mian murmured.
"I didn't expect you, Qing Mian, to have grown to this extent. As expected, you are one of my successful experiments," the Professor said with emotion.
"You are the Professor?" Fang Ming's expression grew serious. After exploring the eighteenth floor for so long, he had finally met the mastermind behind it all.
"Allow me to introduce myself." The Professor stood up and politely bowed to Fang Ming and the others. "I am the first advisor under the Blood King, my surname is Yu, my given name is Fu Ming, holding the official rank of Zheng Wu Pin. I also concurrently serve as the Commander-in-Chief of His Majesty's Forbidden Palace Guards, enjoying the honorific rank of Pian San Pin military official."
"Have you heard of him?" Fang Ming turned to ask Zheng Zhu Liu.
Zheng Zhu Liu shook his head. Who knew where this guy crawled out from? Such individuals were unlikely to even be recorded in historical texts.
"Sorry, we haven't. We don't know where you crawled out from," Fang Ming replied with a shrug, causing the Professor's smiling expression to freeze.
"I didn't expect you to be so arrogant, despite your lack of strength," the Professor's smile vanished, and his gaze turned cold.
"I don't have time to listen to your ramblings. I came here with only one question: how can I enter the white mist world from here?" Fang Ming said impolitely. This Professor was clearly an enemy, and there was no need for pleasantries.
"No comment." The Professor wore a sinister smile and waved his hands. Two massive fiends emerged from behind him. They resembled giant tigers.
"Nannan, attack him." Fang Ming, "basking in the glory of others," quickly instructed Nannan.
"Okay, Fang Ming." Nannan replied with a smile. But in the next instant, the two fiends, who were still striding with imposing might, froze. Then, cracks appeared all over their bodies, and they instantly turned into a pile of foul-smelling碎肉.
Nannan didn't even bother to look back.
The Professor's smile froze again, but he then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! As expected of a Nether Fiend!" the Professor roared with laughter.
Nannan was displeased by his laughter. The consequence of her displeasure was that the Professor froze in the next second, and then his entire body melted at a visible rate, turning into a pile of bloody foam.
Fang Ming: "..."
Suddenly feeling so empty, what should he do?