pjbooks Chapter 389 What would you choose?
Chapter 389 What would you choose?
"So... you still intend to control me?"
Lin Fan's voice was very soft, but it carried a chilling aura in the quiet corridor.
Noah, who had been beaming with fervor, froze with a smile.
He seemed to have never expected that after he had drawn up such a grand blueprint, the other party would focus on this.
Shouldn't it be honorable to work?
Seeing the growing coldness in Lin Fan's eyes.
"No, Mr. Lin, you've misunderstood. This isn't control."
Noah quickly waved his hands, trying to explain.
"This is guidance, this is integration."
It means incorporating your destructive power into a more perfect and orderly system.
At that time, you will no longer be fighting alone; behind you will be an immortal will!
"Haha, immortality, well said."
Lin Fan nodded, but slowly raised his right arm.
"Click click click—"
Fine black scales emerged from beneath his skin, quickly covering his entire arm and emanating an ominous aura.
"But I'm a rebellious person by nature, and I like to suffer the consequences."
And I also hate it when people boss me around.
As he spoke, a kind smile appeared on his face.
"Especially since they're a bunch of things whose origins are completely unknown."
Noah's pupils constricted sharply as he watched the black scales gradually cover his hands.
He sensed a pure, undisguised malice emanating from Lin Fan.
That wasn't anger, nor was it murderous intent; it was something more primal.
It's like the kind of omen that makes your soul tremble before a natural disaster strikes.
"you……"
Noah was about to say something, but Lin Fan didn't give him any chance and disappeared from the spot in front of him.
The next second, a hand covered in black scales gripped his throat, lifted him off the ground, and slammed him heavily against the cold metal wall.
"Bang!"
The sudden impact caused Noah's glasses to fall to the ground, shattering the lenses.
He gripped Lin Fan's arms with both hands, his legs kicking weakly in the air. The wisdom and fanaticism in his eyes were completely replaced by fear at this moment.
He could share collective knowledge and understand profound theories, but he had never "shared" such a close experience of death.
"Should we... go back and discuss what exactly happened...?"
Lin Fan's face drew closer to his, his voice seeming to come from the depths of hell.
"Who is guiding whom?"
But at that moment, Noah was being choked by him and couldn't utter a single word.
Lin Fan didn't need his answer.
The hand gripping Noah's throat began to tighten slowly, and the sharp, black nails started to dig into Noah's flesh.
He must nip this in the bud today.
What utter bullshit "newborn" and what utter bullshit "mother"!
How dare you set your sights on me, and even want to be my "guide"?
Even Jesus couldn't stop him, I'm telling you!
However, just as Noah was about to roll his eyes...
"Sizzle—"
The tightly closed laboratory door behind Lin Fan slid open slowly to one side with a soft sound of pressure relief.
"Stop, Lin!"
A tired yet urgent female voice came from inside the door.
Lin Fan paused, but did not let go.
He turned his head slightly and glanced back out of the corner of his eye.
Helen, dressed in a white lab coat, strode out of the laboratory.
She looked much thinner, with sunken eyes and bloodshot eyes, but her eyes were still sharp.
"Let him go."
Helen frowned as she looked at Noah, who was being lifted into the air by Lin Fan with one hand.
Lin Fan didn't move, but turned his gaze completely to her, scrutinizing her carefully from head to toe.
That look was like scrutinizing a livestock about to be butchered in a slaughterhouse.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, asking a question that made the atmosphere even colder.
"You've been 'reborn' too?"
Upon hearing his words, Helen's body visibly stiffened, and a sense of unease crept into her heart.
Clearly, they hadn't expected Lin Fan to know these things.
She glanced at Noah, whose face had turned purple, then looked at Lin Fan, whose eyes held a dangerous glint, and took a deep breath.
"No." She shook her head. "My will is still mine."
Upon hearing this answer, the chill in Lin Fan's eyes not only did not lessen, but intensified.
He loosened his grip, and Noah slid to the ground like a lump of mud, clutching his neck and coughing violently.
"Then why did you do that?"
Lin Fan took a step forward, getting closer to Helen. His voice wasn't loud, but it was full of accusatory pressure.
"Those people outside are my men! What right do you have to experiment on them? Who gave you the audacity?!"
His anger was almost tangible.
This isn't just poaching talent; it's like setting up a breeding ground for venomous insects in his backyard!
Faced with Lin Fan's anger, Helen's face revealed a complex bitterness.
She didn't answer immediately, but turned and pointed to an observation room inside the laboratory.
"Lin, if you want to know the reason, then come with me!"
After saying that, she turned and walked inside.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, hesitated, and then followed.
He wanted to see what kind of nonsense this woman could come up with.
Soon the group arrived at the observation room, where they could see the entire situation on the other side through a huge one-way glass wall.
Opposite the glass wall was a room that looked like an activity room.
The room was quiet. A dozen survivors were sitting inside. Some were reading quietly, some were deep in thought, and some were even... knitting.
The whole scene was very peaceful, but at the same time it had a slightly eerie feel to it.
"Lin, there's no doubt that you've given them a safe haven."
Just then, Helen's voice rang out from the side.
"But you can't give them hope to live."
She raised her hand and swiped on the control panel on the wall, and rows of data and video clips appeared on the screen.
"For example, this man named David lost all his family members at the beginning of the disaster."
Did you know that after he came to our base with the other survivors, he attempted suicide three times?
On the screen, a man is tying a bed sheet in the middle of the night, his eyes vacant.
However, he was subsequently rescued by the guards at the nuclear power plant.
Then, the scene shifts again, showing a girl curled up in the corner of the bed, like a frightened hedgehog.
"Her name is Anna. She witnessed her parents being cannibalized by infected people. Afterwards, she developed severe aphasia and agoraphobia."
"And them, they..."
With each sentence Helen uttered, a person with a different symptom appeared on the screen.
"You know, these people seem alive on the surface, but their hearts are dead. Lin, tell me, what's the difference between them and walking corpses?"
Wardfa?
Looking at these cases, Lin Fan didn't know what to say.
Are these foreigners powerful or fragile?
You wouldn't say he's fragile, but that's not entirely true.
But if you say they're powerful, then they're all incredibly eccentric.
The slightest setback makes them act like they're going to die...
He always believed that having food, drink, and a place to live was the greatest blessing for these survivors.
But who would have thought that these people would be so pretentious?
"So, you turned them into puppets of that tree?" Lin Fan's voice was unreadable.
"Not a puppet, but a symbiotic relationship."
At this moment, Noah, having recovered, spoke again, his tone returning to its previous calm.
Lin Fan glanced back at him without saying a word, but the disgust on his face was undisguised.
"The mother did not deprive them of their will, but simply gave them a completely new and grander self."
It soothed their trauma, dispelled their fears, and gave them a common goal.
They are no longer lonely and desperate individuals, but part of a great collective.
"What a load of bull!"
Lin Fan chuckled.
"In the end, isn't it all about manipulating people's hearts and turning them into emotionless tools? You're playing God!"
"We are not playing God."
Noah shook his head, his expression turning fanatical once more.
"We are simply guiding them and paving the way for them."
"And this road can also help you solve your biggest problem."
"Bullshit!"
Lin Fan scoffed at such brainwashing rhetoric. He wasn't one of those rednecks who would believe a few words of nonsense.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Noah did not rush to refute, but slowly told Lin Fan another piece of news.
"Mr. Lin, I admit you are very strong. You are someone who has witnessed the power of the Dark Forest."
I believe you should know how troublesome those monsters that parasitize the darkness can be.
But what if I told you... that your mother possesses the power to control them? What would you choose?
Upon hearing this last sentence, Lin Fan's breath hitched.
He slowly turned his head and stared intently at Noah.
"What did you say?"