A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 120: Experiments and the Colosseum

Chapter 120 Experimental Subjects and the Colosseum

If Slime was present at this moment and saw Shell's crazy look as if he had eaten poisonous mushrooms, he would definitely say that he was sick.

But unfortunately, Slime is not there.

There were only Xie Er and Liu Qingzhi in this experimental room.

Liu Qingzhi looked at the man in front of her, whose face was red with thirst for knowledge and who was so excited that he seemed like he was going to pounce on her in the next second, and chuckled.

"Regarding the level of supernatural powers, instead of me telling you directly, why don't you experience it yourself? After all, the truth can only be discovered by yourself, so it will be more accurate, right?"

When speaking to the end, Liu Qingzhi's tone rose slightly, and her already pleasant voice, in this deliberately prolonged tone, inexplicably revealed a kind of inciting and bewitching feeling.

Xie Er paused slightly, then raised his eyes to meet Liu Qingzhi's.

Slowly it was still the same face, the same look, but at this moment, although it was an ordinary face, Shell saw the attraction of many people from the power of these eyes.

This attraction emanated from these pitch-black eyes, like the endless night or the abyss of black water. Just a few ripples revealed a sense of oppression that seemed to be able to swallow people up.

Sher's face turned even redder.

His throat seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand. The tightening feeling made his breathing rapid, chaotic, and extremely tense.

He really enjoyed this feeling.

It felt like hanging on the tip of a knife, and my toes felt stinging, but not enough to be fatal.

Rather than pain, it's more of a mental stimulation.

Liu Qingzhi glanced at Shell, who looked sick. This kind of researcher has a kind of madness in his bones. The calmer he is, the more turbulent he becomes.

In short, it's just that I've been infected with the disease to some extent.

Liu Qingzhi didn't plan to say much. He stood up and grabbed Shell's collar with one hand. Then in the next moment, he pulled Shell onto the operating table.

Liu Qingzhi's force was not light. Shell's back suddenly hit the operating table. Even though there was a cushion on it, he still groaned from the impact.

He covered his chest and coughed a few times. After slowing down his breathing, he said, "That was a bit too rude." He was obviously very gentle just now.

Liu Qingzhi nodded and accepted his words: "I will try my best to control the strength from now on."

Hearing this, Xie Er's lips moved slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt something entangled his hands and feet.

He tilted his head and saw that it was green vines that bound his wrists and ankles to the operating table.

Xie Er's eyes lit up instantly, and the enthusiasm in his eyes became more and more intense: "Dual-system superpowers?"

Liu Qingzhi: "An Ordinary person."

After all, his current identity is not Liu Qingzhi, but Liu Muching.

Liu Qingzhi felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

He glanced at the syringe thrown aside by Shell, thought for half a second, and then used his ice ability to solidify a long, sharp knife.