Doomsday Roulette

To be honest, because of the deep impression left in his past life, Ye Zhongming had a respect for Le Da Yuan. This was a common feeling among the apocalypse survivors towards the father of magic crystal weapons.

As for Liu Zhenghong, there was more fear than anything else.

So when Liu Zhenghong called out to him, Ye Zhongming instinctively shivered.

“Did I see wrongly? Boss Ye, who single-handedly took down a seventh-level mutated life, seems a bit afraid of me, this old woman?”

The assistant next to them lowered his head, suppressing a laugh. After greeting Ye Zhongming, he hurriedly left, knowing that the conversation between these two was something he couldn't participate in.

Ye Zhongming helplessly touched his nose. Was this big sister really like this in her past life?

In fact, it wasn't entirely surprising that Ye Zhongming had some ‘fear’ of Liu Zhenghong. In his past life, she was the infamous Red Creator, a female demon lord type of character, who would shout at you to give her some blood! It was likely that even the previous nine-star leaders would change colors at the mention of her.

However, after interacting with her in this life, this big sister had shown strong emotions and a sense of belonging to Ye Zhongming and Cloud Summit Villa, making her a solid ally.

Of course, Ye Zhongming thought this way because of the influence from his past life; he viewed Liu Zhenghong and Le Da Yuan with an equal perspective. But he also knew that since he met both of them early on, they had both used their hands to determine their relationship with Ye Zhongming.

He had to admit, this gave Ye Zhongming a sense of accomplishment.

“How are they doing?”

After Liu Zhenghong forcefully took three tubes of blood from Ye Zhongming, he looked at the Liao brothers in the petri dish and inquired.

“Not too good.”

Faced with Ye Zhongming's puzzled expression, Liu Zhenghong pointed at the two brothers, who were closing their eyes, then gestured toward a machine below. “Everything was fine before. Although not perfect, things were generally going smoothly. But after this battle, I found some abnormalities.”

Ye Zhongming didn’t understand the data and could only frown as he listened.

“These…” Liu Zhenghong paused, then remembered that Ye Zhongming was not his assistant and couldn’t understand the data. “To put it simply, after this battle and their injuries, the cellular functions of the two brothers are declining, at about ten times the rate of an ordinary person. Once they enter a combat state, that rate skyrockets to over twenty times.”

“Although this isn’t completely accurate, you can understand it as them aging at an accelerated pace. To slow down this condition, I can only let them temporarily enter a state of sleep, which will reduce their aging speed to only five times the normal level.”

“This standard is for ordinary people, not evolvers.”

Ye Zhongming understood. The brothers’ lives were rapidly draining, nearing a state where they had to fall into sleep.

These two could be said to be the pinnacle achievements of genetic engineering at Cloud Summit Villa. If there were issues like this, then it could almost be said that this was a failed peak.

After expending so much effort, time, and energy, the result was a ‘one-time’ outcome. No one could say this was a successful creation.

“Have you found out what the problem is?”

Liu Zhenghong shook his head.

“Is there a difficulty?”

Ye Zhongming keenly sensed Liu Zhenghong's hesitation and asked directly.

“To solve this problem, I naturally need to find the correct method. However, the equipment, environment, and even the number and quality of assistants here do not meet my requirements.”

Pausing for a moment, Liu Zhenghong continued, “If we can’t solve this issue, then we must find answers elsewhere. The most likely place is the divine hall.”

Liu Zhenghong gestured for Ye Zhongming to follow him, walking up to an experimental bed where Ye Zhongming saw the corpse of a fifth-level zombie.