CHAPTER 1234: CHAPTER 291: CLICK—ETERNAL LEGACY (PART 4)

Professor Jin walked dejectedly towards Qin Ling.

From a distance, he saw the boss frantically digging a tunnel. The hunched back, the fiercely swinging arms—all indicating that the boss was genuinely scared and fearful.

Lin Fan was likely a nightmare-like presence in his heart.

Of course, to Professor Jin, Lin Fan was equally the devil in his heart.

Professor Jin stood quietly at the back, observing silently without making a sound. The boss looked quite disheveled now.

"Alas, it will all end."

Professor Jin muttered to himself.

No weapon or mechanism in the base could stop the other’s way.

At most, it added a bit of fun on the road ahead.

While he was thinking of these things.

A voice came from behind.

"Hello there."

The greeting contained a sense of anticipation, clearly Lin Fan was impatient to see the current situation of Qin Ling.

Professor Jin’s heart skipped a beat, he didn’t dare to speak, quietly retreated, his heart raced uncontrollably.

Thud, thud—impossible to suppress.

Qin Ling, who was digging the tunnel, heard the voice and his actions suddenly froze.

He ceased digging the tunnel.

Pretending to be calm, straightened his back, shook his hands, and removed the dirt from them.

"You came, I have been waiting for you a long time." Qin Ling said calmly, his back facing Lin Fan.

"Yes, I came. We’ve been in contact for a long time without meeting. Now, seeing you, I’m very pleased." Lin Fan was not in a hurry; the person was right in front of him, so he couldn’t escape.

He glanced around and saw the pale-faced Professor Jin, whose condition clearly showed he was terrified of Lin Fan.

Fear was normal.

Lin Fan merely glanced at him and instantly saw the deep sins—the hands stained with too many innocent survivors’ lives.

Under the casual gaze from Lin Fan, Professor Jin lowered his head, not daring to breathe heavily.

Qin Ling sneered, "But I’m not happy. Seeing you just feels unlucky."

Lin Fan replied, "Is it because my presence affects your tunnel digging? If you think I’m affecting you, you can continue, I am willing to quietly watch you finish digging."

He somewhat understood Qin Ling’s displeasure. Thinking about it, it’s clear that if anyone was interrupted while doing something good, they’d be quite upset.

Hence, Lin Fan was willing to wait until the tunnel was fully dug.

Qin Ling:...

At this moment, Qin Ling was gnashing his teeth, tightly clenching his fists, and the anger towards Lin Fan was burning completely in his heart.

Lin Fan noticed Qin Ling’s unwillingness to speak, carefully observed him, and then said, "Your condition matches my previous thoughts. Indeed, you used the zombie’s power to become stronger. Seeing your current state, I find your evolution is rather good."

He spoke truthfully. Among the types he had seen, few reached Qin Ling’s condition.

"Really? I thought you couldn’t figure it out." Qin Ling knew there was no way he could leave, so he fearlessly conversed with Lin Fan.

During peacetime, he was superior, so how could he casually lower his dignity?

Lin Fan’s face bore a smile, then he looked at Professor Jin, "I could tell you’re a talented professor. Can you tell me about his condition? You won’t refuse me, will you?"

Hearing this, Professor Jin trembled greatly.

He had shrunk away like an ostrich, yet was still dragged out.

If you have matters, just communicate among yourselves. What does it have to do with me? Anyway, I plan to beg for mercy in the end; maybe there’s a chance of survival.

For now, he really didn’t want to jump out and attract focus.

But facing Lin Fan’s inquiry, Professor Jin was momentarily indecisive, glancing at Lin Fan, then at Qin Ling.

Such a tough spot. Why force me into a desperate situation? Can’t you just treat me like air and chat among yourselves?

At this moment, Professor Jin just wanted to hit the wall and die.

But he knew, not answering wouldn’t work.

"Um, well... I, I..."

Professor Jin was stammering and at a loss; his mind was heavier than anyone else’s, truly feeling like being forced on the mountain.

Qin Ling’s grim gaze.

Lin Fan’s smiling gaze.

To him, both gazes could be deadly.

"It’s alright, speak. I believe President Qin won’t blame you. I only want to know the truth."

Lin Fan understood Professor Jin’s tension, which likely stemmed from Qin Ling.

Being always understanding, Lin Fan knew this would make one uncomfortable, but he wanted Professor Jin to be uncomfortable—considering the severity of his actions, this embarrassment was incomparable.

Under Lin Fan’s gaze.

Professor Jin’s inner defense line collapsed completely.

"We caught a mother body previously. Its condition was special; it didn’t turn into a zombie naturally but ingested some kind of..."

Professor Jin rambled about various situations; Lin Fan listened attentively.

Calculating the time, it was long ago.

He remembered Professor Xia telling him, besides Ji Qiuyue, others had injected Lucky Cell and then vanished without a trace.

Thus, from this, the mother body they captured was likely the previous one.

However, the fact that Qin Ling, when consumed by it, could take over its main consciousness was unexpected.

Qin Ling was indeed extraordinarily lucky.

After finishing, Professor Jin felt relieved, pitifully looking at Lin Fan.

"I’ve said everything I need to, it shouldn’t have anything to do with me next, right?"

The meaning was clear: spare me, deal with Qin Ling instead, don’t keep focusing on me.

My fragile heart can’t bear it.

Then he glanced at Qin Ling, his eyes delivering a message: Boss, I didn’t want to speak; it was his forced demand. You could sympathize with me, right?

Lin Fan said, "Qin Ling, what’s the point of your research outcome? I told you before, the path of the Mutant has no way out."

He knew the research path was like an abyss. Once noticing a little benefit in the abyss, researchers would go mad, getting deeply trapped, unable to extricate themselves.

Qin Ling said, "Lin Fan, you’re good if you could find me, cut the crap, what do you want? I reckon you’re not here for idle talk, right?"

"If you’re here to preach, I advise you to shut up. I’ve never regretted anything I’ve done."

Lin Fan looked at unrepentant Qin Ling, shook his head.

"You’ve never regretted your actions?"

"Hahaha." Qin Ling laughed heartily upon hearing it, "Regret? You think I’d regret?"

Lin Fan said, "Alright, if so, then let’s start, but wait a moment, let me take some photos—to leave some trace of your existence in this post-apocalyptic world."

He raised the camera, said nothing further, aimed the lens at Qin Ling.

Click.

Eternally cherished.