Chapter 10

Yang Yi stood at the classroom door, his heart heavy with anxiety, but he did not dare to relax his grip on the letter his mother had given him, which contained a secret.

It seemed that he had a mistaken understanding of both the "Destructive Level" and his own situation.

Of course!

Just by taking a body-strengthening liquid, refining his physical body, and increasing his strength a bit, it did not even count as a mutation. Facing a true mutant, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, this guy, after crossing the mirror surface, had lost most of his strength and had been competing with Zhang Zhen all night. Otherwise, even a sneak attack would have been futile, and he might have been killed as soon as he made a move.

"Ugh!"

The mirror image could not break free and could only hammer wildly. As time passed, its strength gradually diminished until it finally stopped.

Its eyes were full of unwillingness and curses. With a crisp sound, its throat was severed, and the already weak figure of the mirror image instantly shattered and disappeared with a "whoosh."

Immediately, Yang Yi felt a warm force enter his body through his fingers. His mind "thumped" as if something had been opened.

However, this was not the time to observe, so he withdrew his hand from the mirror.

Breathing heavily, he felt pain all over his body, a pain that penetrated to the bone, even in his soul!

His mind was dizzy, as if he might faint at any moment.

"Pain Isolation!"

Knowing he was in the hospital and Captain Hao might be watching through the surveillance, Yang Yi thought to himself.

The pain immediately left him, as if it did not exist.

After a thousand nightmares, he could not only divide fear but also separate pain from his body according to his will.

Of course... it was just that he could not feel it for a short time; the injuries still existed, similar to being under anesthesia.

With the pain isolated, his spirit recovered somewhat, but his face still looked terrible, like a sheet of white paper. He picked up the mirror again and quietly put it back in his desk mate's pocket.

Just as he finished, he heard a weak voice: "Where am I..."

Looking down, he saw that Zhang Zhen had opened his eyes, staring at the white walls and the IV in his arm, looking confused.

Just bumping into a wall... was it really that serious?

Yang Yi sighed in relief. It seemed that, as he had guessed, as long as the mirror image was eliminated, the person whose body was taken over would regain consciousness.

"Good to see you awake! You are now in the hos—"

Just as he answered, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded in the room. In the next moment, four soldiers in camouflage uniforms rushed in, all pointing their weapons.

Three aimed at his desk mate, and one aimed at him.

Yang Yi's face changed.

Could it be... that Captain Hao had been taken over and, seeing his own kind killed, planned to eliminate the witness?

...

...

Office.

Hearing the alarm, Captain Hao, who was making records, raised his eyebrows and stood up abruptly.

"What's going on?"

The young man in camouflage hurried over: "Report to the captain, Zhang Zhen from No. 2 High School has woken up!"

Captain Hao was taken aback: "Was it... the student who just entered that woke him up?"

The young man in camouflage nodded, also somewhat disbelieving.

He had been monitoring the entire time, and the other party had not done anything out of the ordinary. He just covered himself with a blanket, tidied his clothes, and then stood in front of the bed and called out a few times.

Actually, the reason Captain Hao had so easily agreed to the visit was to see if the calls from family and friends would have any effect.

He did not expect it to work.

But from yesterday until now, other family and friends had also come and done similar things, with no effect. Why did it work for him?

As for whether he woke up on his own...

It was difficult to say.

How did he do it?

"Go and see!"

Frowning, Captain Hao strode toward the elevator.

Entering the ward, he immediately saw the young man named Yang Yi, his face pale, holding his head, too scared to speak.

Captain Hao observed carefully.

This could not be faked; his face was completely white, indicating that he was a genuine student who had never seen such a scene.

He was timid and cowardly, yet extremely curious.

Earlier, he had suspected that the other party might be a mutant, which was why he could wake Zhang Zhen. Now, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him.

Thinking this, he waved his hand: "Put away your weapons!"

"Yes!" The four men in camouflage did not say more, but they stepped back, still standing guard around the room. It seemed that even though they had put away their guns, they could kill both of them in a second if they wanted to.

Yang Yi did not dare to move, but his eyes darted around, looking for an escape route.

After a while, he felt helpless.

The room had only one exit, which was already guarded by the men in camouflage. The windows had protective bars, and he could not squeeze through... and the mirror in his desk mate's pocket was too small, only big enough for a fist, not a person.

Not knowing his thoughts, Captain Hao shook his head and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, as long as you don't make any dangerous moves, they won't act!"

With this assurance, the young man finally relaxed, trembling as he stood up, still not fully reassured, and backed into the corner.

His evaluation of the young man dropped even further. Captain Hao ignored him and looked at Zhang Zhen on the bed.

At this moment, his desk mate was still a bit dazed, seemingly not fully aware of what was happening. After a moment of confusion, he looked over tentatively: "Are we filming a movie?"

Seeing no one answer, he suddenly realized: "Is it a murder mystery game?"

"Cough, cough!"

Seeing that he was getting more and more off track, Captain Hao interrupted his guesses: "I am the captain of the Lunan Special Action Team, Hao Feng! I have some questions to ask, and I hope you will cooperate!"

"Special Action Team?"

Zhang Zhen turned to look at Yang Yi, and after seeing his confirmation, he nodded, still confused: "Okay!"

"Yesterday, why did you hit the wall, and did you have any dreams or similar experiences after you fainted?"

Captain Hao asked.

"Um..."

Falling into his memories, Zhang Zhen soon showed a look of fear: "Yesterday, I was in class, and my head suddenly felt heavy. Then I started having a nightmare, seeing someone who looked exactly like me trying to kill me. I fought back and, in the process of dodging, hit the wall. After that... I don't remember anything!"

Captain Hao nodded, his gaze suddenly becoming serious: "Did you kill the other person?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Zhen was taken aback: "No, I only remember that much..."

Captain Hao frowned, took two steps forward, and circled around him, as if trying to see something. But he found nothing. After a moment, he waved his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A man in camouflage walked over, nodded, and placed his finger on a button on the table, looking at his desk mate apologetically: "Sorry!"

"???"

Zhang Zhen was confused: "What..."

Before he could finish, he felt an electric current surge through the metal ring on his wrist, causing his body to stiffen, and his lips to tremble: "Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh..."

"You..."

Yang Yi's face changed.

Electric torture...

And the voltage was not small!

This form of punishment originated from a great inventor and was canceled many years ago due to its inhumanity.

Why was it still being used?

Could it be... that mutants had taken control of the government? They wanted to kill but were afraid of leaving wounds?

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