Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 9

Human Flesh Bionic Experiments

Experimental objective: To study how to mimic the texture of human meat by reducing the phagocytic activity of White Walker cells, creating human-like muscle proteins that can be tolerated by contact infection, and indirectly altering the texture of poultry meat through specific plasma culture dishes, thereby achieving standardized production of human-like meat.

Specific requirements:

1. Research on the local infection of human organs by White Walker cells, and cultivate novel benign proliferating cells by infecting bone marrow hematopoietic stem cells.

2. The proliferating cells must retain infectivity sufficient to alter the meat quality of poultry such as chickens, ducks, pigs, and cattle.

3. To alter the texture of meat, it is essential to preserve its biological activity and store sufficient sources of blood and meat extract.

Experimental subjects:

001 (Death)

002 (Alienation)

003 (Death)

004 (Initial survival, deterioration and mutation)

005 (Death)

006 (The source of infection loses its activity, its proliferation goes out of control, and it loses its human form)

……

9372 (survived, achieved initial controllable erosion of humanoid cells, and exhibited leukemia symptoms)

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Experiment number: 9372

Name: Nanyuki Ito

Gender: Female

Experiment Log:

……

“Please forgive the limited content on the projection, Mr. Jing,” Nao said. “But rest assured, the real documents have been dispatched and are being sent to your residence.”

"What do I need to do next?" Jin Ziyue's eyes remained expressionless.

"Completely destroy the experiment. If necessary, the experimental subject can be eliminated."

"Is this what you call 'saving humanity and eliminating the White Walkers'?" Jin Ziyue's face was full of mockery.

"Historically, sacrifice is unnecessary."

Jin Ziyue didn't reply, but walked away and slowly disappeared into the alley.

……

The dampness on the street had not yet dried, and you could hear the rustling of fallen leaves as you stepped on the road.

Before me stood a modern building in blue and white tones.

The school bell rang.

The boys and girls slowly walked out of the classroom, holding their textbooks and discussing recent topics.

"Hello, do you know Asuka Rui, a second-year chemistry major?"

"Hmm? I don't recognize it. The chemistry department's lecture is over there."

……

After a lot of trouble.

"Asuka Rui? There's no one like that in our department, right? Yuriko?"

"No."

The girls looked at each other.

"This is her photo." Jin Ziyue quickly took out the photo of Fei Niao.

The girls' expressions instantly turned strange. They stared at the photo for a long time before tentatively asking, "Uncle, who is she to you?"

“She’s an employee of our store. She didn’t come to work today, and the boss asked me to come and ask her.”

"Uncle, don't be fooled by her, her name isn't 'Asuka Ryuu' at all."

"Huh? Really? She looks quite cute. And, um... I'm only twenty-three, I'm not exactly an old man, am I..."

"Hmph, only old men like you like to eat young grass. I have to say, you have really bad taste," said the girl with the ponytail.

"What's up with her?"

"That woman isn't clean. Her name is Ito Nanayuki," said the girl next to her wearing a headband. "Rumor has it she's a nightclub girl."

"I don't know how long it's been since I've been to class. It's normal that I haven't gone back to your shop. Maybe I'm catching up on sleep."

"Rumors... there's no basis for them, is there..."

“Who says there’s no basis for it? Her brother used to work at a nightclub,” another girl chimed in.

Jin Ziyue was speechless for a moment.

"Uncle, you seem honest enough. You should leave that woman as soon as possible, or you'll end up with a lot of illnesses."

As they walked away, Jin Ziyue stood there, speechless for a long time.

Ito...Nanaxue.

The phone rang suddenly.

Jin Ziyue pressed the call button.

"senior……"

"what happened?"

"Can you pick me up for work? My brother isn't home, and I'm a little scared."

Jin Ziyue composed himself: "I'll be right there. Have you had lunch? Do you need me to bring some lunch?"

"No, I don't have an appetite."

……

Afternoon. Restaurant.

The girl put aside her anxiety and composed herself to be welcoming to her guests.

Seeing that Fei Niao had calmed down, Jin Ziyue went to the manager's office.

"Taking half a day off on your second day at work is not a good sign," the manager said, knocking the ash from his cigarette as he looked at Jin Ziyue.

"I am so sorry."

"Go ahead and get busy. Oh, by the way, a customer said they're looking for you."

"Ah, okay."

Jin Ziyue changed into a waiter's uniform and headed towards the dining area.

The person who came to see him was a woman, dressed in a black urban suit, wearing women's glasses, with her black hair tied up, and a nearly empty bottle of white liquor on the table.

A slight blush appeared on her pretty face, but her good manners allowed her to maintain a dignified posture, making her expression even more radiant.

"Hello." Jin Ziyue bowed. "Did you call for me?"

[meticulous thinking]

Those who possess this destiny have exceptional logical thinking abilities. Once focused, their meticulous thought processes can even achieve profiling. In practice, deception and disguise techniques are highly likely to be detected and will leave them nowhere to hide. Compared to their thinking abilities, their weak interpersonal skills are a common weakness among almost all possessors.

Threat.

Jin Ziyue silently made a mental note of it.

"You frowned once, and your eyes were lowered. Are you trying to hide something?" The woman's eyes kept glancing at the swaying wine.

"Guest, what are you saying?" Jin Ziyue was stunned for a moment, his eyes clear as glass.

"What is your relationship with Ito Nanayuki?" The woman took out half of an ID card from her black top, and after confirming that Jin Ziyue had seen it, she put it back.

"Who is Ito Nanayuki?" Jin Ziyue asked, puzzled.

Seeing Jin Ziyue's reaction, the woman cleared herself of suspicion, and her body softened slightly. Like a cat, she dragged herself back to the chair.

She gestured towards the direction of the flying birds, glancing at him: "It's that girl."

"Isn't her name Asuka?" Jin Ziyue asked in surprise.

"It seems you really don't know her. This girl was adopted from an orphanage. 'Flying Bird' is the name she was given to her family later." The woman rested her head on the back of her hand, her expression playful. "Why would someone who's not related to you approach her?"

"Feiniao is a gentle and innocent girl who makes people want to protect her," Jin Ziyue said bluntly.

"Don't you have any other motives?" The woman's smile deepened.

"Officer, please don't say such things. To me, she is a kind and lovable younger sister."

"Ah, boring." The woman blew on her loose hair, the smell of alcohol wafting through the air. "Don't call me officer, my name is Fujiwara Chizuru."

"Yes, Ms. Fujiwara."

"You went to the Metropolitan Police Department with her this morning, didn't you?" Fujiwara's gaze was fixed on Asuka, who was clearing the table in the distance.

"Yes, her brother is missing."

Taking advantage of the absence of customers, Asuka stopped what she was doing and took out her phone from her pocket.

"Officer, is there any progress in the case?" Jin Ziyue asked.

"No." Fujiwara's eyes snapped back to reality, and his tone suddenly became very stiff.

Feiniao covered her mouth and carefully held the phone to her ear.

"So... you're here to collect evidence?" Jin Ziyue asked tentatively.

“No, I want to ask you for a favor, in a private capacity.” Fujiwara Chizuru’s eyes suddenly turned serious. “This case will probably end without a trace. You should advise her to prepare herself mentally and not wait any longer.”

"Why..." Jin Ziyue was somewhat surprised, and lowered his voice, "You mean, her brother is probably in grave danger..."

Just as Fujiwara Chizuru was about to speak, the girl's figure suddenly rushed over.

"Senior, my brother has contacted me!"

His tone was as joyful as a lively little rabbit.

(End of this chapter)