Chapter 102: Missing Du Xun So Much
The woman obviously didn’t expect Shen Zhuo to agree so quickly.
“I can promise you,” Shen Zhuo repeated.
The Queen stroked her blood-colored nails, leaning back lazily in the chair:
“Answering so quickly… that’s not like you, Xiao Zhuo.”
Shen Zhuo secretly tried to activate his gland energy but got no feedback.
That originally vast and endless energy was so quiet right now, as if it had never existed.
Instead, because of the forced activation, a metallic sweetness welled up in the boy’s throat.
“You said it yourself, I can control the entire world and live just as I do now.”
“Power, status, money—why wouldn’t I be willing?”
The woman narrowed her eyes, carefully observing the boy’s expression.
But apart from coldness, she found nothing.
“You grew up by my side. Except for your fathers, I know you best.”
The woman shook her head: “You aren’t someone who covets these things.”
She tilted her head slightly, staring probingly at Shen Zhuo’s face.
She didn’t release oppressive pheromones, yet she made Shen Zhuo feel a suffocating sensation as if an invisible hand was choking him.
For the first time, Shen Zhuo felt that Ai Li had indeed taught him too many things.
For example, how to act.
“Your Majesty, people change.”
“I am not a saint. I want a better life.”
Shen Zhuo suppressed the bloody taste in his throat, trying to make his pain look inconspicuous.
“And then, what do I need to do?”
The woman stood up from the chair, her slender fingers combing through her long hair, her gray eyes under thick lashes coated with a chill.
“It’s not time yet. Remember what you said today.”
The woman took out a very small object.
Shen Zhuo saw clearly that it was a remote controller.
She casually pushed a button.
In the background footage of the command center, Du Xun’s voice stopped abruptly.
“Commander-in-Chief, what’s wrong?”
A confused question came from the other side of the screen.
After a while, Du Xun answered again: “Nothing. Adjust strategy to C. Aerial combat units, encircle and attack.”
Shen Zhuo watched the screen, his head buzzing, pupils constricting sharply.
He saw Du Xun’s face instantly turn pale, his lips draining of all color.
Cold sweat dripped from between the strands of hair under the man’s cap brim.
Du Xun was used to enduring pain.
Pain that could make him stop speaking instantly must be no less than an electric shock to the gland.
“What he can do now is decided by me.”
The woman hooked her lips and leaned closer, her fingers slowly stroking Shen Zhuo’s hair, just like in his childhood:
“Do you remember? That blue unidentified reagent.”
Shen Zhuo’s breath hitched.
It was the one Xie Zhen injected into Du Xun.
No wonder no reaction could be detected.
That wasn’t a reagent to cause immediate damage to the gland.
It was for control.
“So Feng Muya came to the ward that day to confirm that the reagent had been successfully injected.”
Shen Zhuo didn’t know what his expression looked like right now.
But it must be scary cold.
“The entrance exam was you, the Oracle was given to Xun Qing by you on purpose, and you even deliberately raised Feng Muya to be arrogant and spoiled, deliberately keeping Du Xun’s identity from him.”
“It was all to lead me step by step to this moment, to agree to be your puppet.”
The instigator was right here; Shen Zhuo didn’t need to beat around the bush.
All events seemed independent and unrelated.
Even many different people appeared.
But ultimately, everything led to the result of him being here today.
“Correct.”
The woman released the button, looking down at him from above.
Her smile was as gratified as an elder witnessing a child’s growth.
“So, be obedient, and both you and your lover can survive.”
Shen Zhuo looked at those eyes that were somewhat similar to Du Xun’s.
Madwoman.
This woman had gone crazy long ago.
She incorporated everyone into her plan.
Even her own wife and children were exploited until the last drop of blood was drained.
Completely inhumane.
Shen Zhuo closed his eyes. He realized for the first time,
Since waking up from the shadows of his previous life, everything about him had been under this woman’s control.
Every step landed within her calculations.
Perhaps he had been circled into the plan even earlier.
Just for today.
After a long time, amidst Du Xun’s somewhat recovered voice in the background, he looked at the Queen.
The tangled mess of thoughts was sorted out one by one.
Shen Zhuo understood what the correct next step was for him.
With no one to help him, he had to calm down completely for a turning point to appear.
Shen Zhuo: “I have a request.”
Making requests is the basis of mutual cooperation. The woman agreed readily:
“Speak.”
“Pregnancy was your backup plan if I refused, correct? To have my child controlled by you from birth.”
The woman raised her eyebrows, signaling him to continue.
Shen Zhuo felt cold, unsure if it was his body’s reaction to realizing how ridiculous everything was.
“Since I’ve agreed, don’t let Feng Ming touch me.”
“Fine.” The Queen agreed very quickly.
As long as Shen Zhuo agreed to become the Mother Zerg, nothing else mattered.
She knew Shen Zhuo was the most suitable candidate for the Mother Zerg.
Perfect appearance, top-tier rank, endless gland energy.
He would be even more powerful than Mingya.
.
When the Queen left, Chu Baixian was standing outside the door with his arms crossed. Seeing the woman, he stood straight and bowed.
“I will give you the medicine after the transfer in a few days.”
The woman’s long hair fell onto her shoulder with her movement and was brushed aside.
Chu Baixian was expressionless: “Yes.”
“When everything is over, you can take him and leave. I can find a quiet place for you to spend the rest of your lives together.”
Only then did Chu Baixian raise his head, purse his lips, and remain silent.
“You are the best person I’ve used.” The woman emphasized her tone. “Don’t disappoint me.”
Hearing the word “leave,” Chu Baixian’s eyes moved slightly.
He lowered his head, humble and submissive:
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
After the woman left, Chu Baixian pushed the door open and entered.
After turning off the projector, Chu Baixian took a folding wheelchair from the side and pushed it in front of Shen Zhuo.
To the boy who was still sitting on the dissection table digesting those words, he said coldly:
“Let’s go.”
Chu Baixian reached out a hand, wanting to help Shen Zhuo up.
But it was slapped away the next second.
“Don’t touch me.” The boy didn’t even let his gaze linger.
Chu Baixian’s fingers curled in the air for a moment before retracting to his side.
Shen Zhuo tried hard to prop himself up. The drugs targeting S5s had completely robbed him of his mobility.
Just sitting up earlier had taken all his strength.
From the dissection table to the wheelchair, Shen Zhuo gritted his teeth and tried again and again.
Chu Baixian showed no impatience, just waited at the side.
He had no intention of helping again.
Finally, Chu Baixian pushed Shen Zhuo out of the dissection room.
Outside was a very long corridor, windowless, with closed doors on both sides.
Like a prison.
The air smelled strongly of disinfectant.
The bright, pale lights hurt the eyes.
Pushing to the end of the corridor and turning right, Chu Baixian opened the last room.
Calling it a room, it was more like a hospital ward.
Shen Zhuo had no doubt that these wards were where Xie Zhen had experimented on those children.
After pushing Shen Zhuo into the ward, Chu Baixian took out a collar.
“Head up.” Chu Baixian placed the collar in front of Shen Zhuo.
It was a shock collar, specifically designed to lock the gland.
If there was violent struggling, strong gland energy fluctuations, or contact with certain locations, it would trigger an electric shock.
Used to prevent people with high-level glands from using them or escaping.
After his identity was exposed, Chu Baixian spoke much less, losing his previous bright and sunny demeanor.
Gloomy as a dark cloud ready to rain at any moment.
Chu Baixian directly grabbed Shen Zhuo’s chin and lifted it, exposing the boy’s neck.
Then he quickly put the collar on.
“I will bring three meals a day. Stay here and don’t run around.”
After saying this expressionlessly, Chu Baixian turned and left quickly as if he had completed a task.
The room door locked, and the entire space fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.
No clocks, no electronics, and certainly no escape tools.
Relying on himself, it took Shen Zhuo half an hour just to get to the bed.
By the time he lay on the bed, the boy’s sweat had completely soaked his clothes.
Perhaps because his bodily functions were restricted, Shen Zhuo felt sleepy after lying down for a while.
Closing his eyes, he clenched the ring on his finger.
A few seconds later, he opened his eyes abruptly.
He lifted the ring to his face with effort.
Looking closely, he took the ring off.
Du Xun had said that when it was inconvenient to wear the ring, it could turn into a necklace.
He had never taken the ring off.
So he didn’t know what shape the ring could transform into.
Until just now.
He felt a small diamond on the side of the setting that he hadn’t noticed before—it could be pressed.
Shen Zhuo placed the ring flat in his palm and pressed the small diamond.
The ring band instantly shifted, forming a slender figure-eight shape.
Shen Zhuo looked up and glanced at the keyhole.
“Du Xun… you left me such a big surprise.”
No emotion could be heard in the boy’s voice, except that the ending note wasn’t very steady.
However, before regaining his physical strength, Shen Zhuo didn’t act rashly.
He didn’t know when the drug’s effects would wear off.
But he knew clearly that recovering his stamina was the most important thing right now.
The boy calculated every next step, deliberating carefully and patiently, and fell asleep at some point.
When he woke up again, it was already the middle of the night.
Shen Zhuo propped himself up and found that his strength had recovered by more than half.
Although his head was still dizzy and swollen.
At least getting out of bed and walking was no problem.
When he got out of bed, he saw the meal on the table.
It was already cold.
Since he had agreed to the Queen’s terms, Shen Zhuo wasn’t worried they would poison the food here.
After eating a few bites to fill his stomach, Shen Zhuo realized his taste had truly been spoiled by Du Xun.
In the past, he wouldn’t have had any complaints about cold food.
But now, his mind was full of “it tastes bad.”
I really want to eat the food Du Xun makes…
I miss Du Xun so much.
After eating enough, Shen Zhuo walked quietly to the door, squatted down, and inserted the deformed ring into the keyhole.
Because he was wearing the collar, they didn’t seem worried that anyone would escape.
So the lock was opened very easily.
Shen Zhuo held his breath and focused. Hearing no footsteps outside, he peered out vigilantly.
Surprisingly, he didn’t see anyone.
Shen Zhuo hadn’t planned to escape today.
But he at least needed to figure out the surrounding situation—
Such as where he was, and exactly how many enemies there were.
Blind spots for surveillance weren’t easy to find.
After calculating, Shen Zhuo stuck to the wall and quickly reached the door of the corner room.
But just as he prepared for the next step, a gentle and soft voice suddenly came from behind the door:
“Why are you coming over so late?”
“Aren’t you going to rest early?”
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