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Chapter 119: Reversal of the situation

Chapter 119: Reversal of Situation

His tone was very light when he said this, but it was not the kind of gentle comfort. Instead, it revealed a kind of coldness that seemed to seep out slowly from the sewer. As it turned around, it was damp and weird, which could easily make people shudder when they heard it.

After saying this, he did not rush to approach Liu Qingzhi, but remained standing where he was, maintaining this posture, looking down at Liu Qingzhi on the sofa. His eyes fell on Liu Qingzhi's flustered face, and a smile appeared between his eyebrows, as if he was looking at fish on a chopping board.

The strange curve of his lips did not shrink, but stretched further, expanding a little: "Don't be afraid."

He said to Liu Qingzhi: "I will be gentle."

After he finished speaking, he saw that although Liu Qingzhi looked flustered, she didn't cry or make a fuss. His mood was obviously better. His bloodless lips moved slightly and he said, "I just need a little bit of your blood. If you behave and cooperate a little, you won't feel any pain."

As the person in charge of this underground biochemical laboratory, Shell has been responsible for countless experiments over the past two years.

He has seen too many of these experimental subjects, some obedient, some disobedient, some frightened, and some numb.

He doesn't have a lot of patience, but he's definitely not the impatient type.

Even before each experiment began, the subjects were informed clearly.

Shell believes that this is an explanation that a manipulator should give to the person being manipulated.

He also tried to say something soothing at the beginning of each time.

It was obvious that as long as these experimental subjects were a little more obedient and cooperative after he comforted them, he would be more gentlemanly in his actions.

Unfortunately, there were too few smart and sensible experimental subjects. When he comforted them, most of them either cried and made a fuss, or struggled desperately like dying hyenas, ruining the opening ceremony.

After thinking about this, Shell felt better when he looked at the young man on the sofa, who, apart from looking nervous, did not pollute his eardrums with noise.

This time, the curve of his lips seemed more genuine, no longer stiff and ceremonial like before.

The emotional changes in Xie Er were very obvious, and Liu Qingzhi naturally did not miss the change in his mood.

He took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, lowered his voice, and asked with a trembling voice: "What do you want my blood for? I'm just an ordinary person."

Sher laughed, "Good boy, ordinary people also have ordinary values, especially people like you."

He raised his left hand and used the delicate scalpel in his hand to slightly push back the hair on Liu Qingzhi's forehead, revealing Liu Qingzhi's complete face.

The cold tip of the scalpel brushed across Liu Qingzhi's smooth forehead. If it went a little lower, it would have cut through the skin that looked so smooth and delicate.

Sher suddenly paused for a moment, and then spoke slowly, as if two people who were neither close nor unfamiliar were chatting, "Although you look average, your skin looks very good. It doesn't look like the skin you would have after living in the apocalypse for more than two years."

Liu Qingzhi also suppressed some of her trembling and replied, "I was born with fair skin."

Xie Er was stunned for half a second, and then he didn't know what he thought of. His eyes swept over Liu Qingzhi's face and finally fixed on Liu Qingzhi's eyes: "Yes, this is good. Compared with the crying experimental subjects, I prefer experimental subjects like you who can chat with me."