Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 237 Knock on the door
On the upper floor of the club building, Zander looked at the report handed to him by his subordinates, and asked as he began to browse: "Any questions?"

"There is no problem. The life breath, blood type, etc. all match the original Long Jinna. The physical condition is the same as what the ancestor requires in his indicators." The subordinate in charge of the physical examination reported.

Zander nodded and added, "But her memory is somewhat lost."

"This is normal. After all, it was very difficult for her to regain consciousness in the end. When she first woke up, she didn't even have self-awareness. She was just a violent monster."

"What did Li Sancai say?"

"It should have been absorbed by her. In her mixed life energy, we can find other life forces that were absorbed in a short period of time and have not been digested yet. There is also some mixed in her blood."

"It seems that she finally absorbed all the living things in the laboratory to achieve the last step." This was the only judgment made by Zander after reading the report.

As he said this, he sighed helplessly: "How come you still remember to be a supervisor when you have forgotten everything?"

"Maybe it's Long Jinna's obsession?" The subordinate speculated uncertainly.

Zhan De didn't dwell on this, and just said: "I contacted the ancestor, but the ancestor still said that he couldn't come for a while and it was inconvenient to use this body. I don't know what the Gray People asked for."

"So what is the old ancestor's plan for Long Jinna now?"

"Keep her stable first. Stability is the most important thing. Let's go along with her wishes. The area vacated by Lulati was originally under our management. Let her go over and use the name of a supervisor." Zhan De arranged.

……

In the next room, Long Jinna, of course actually Jiang Si, was lying casually on the bed with her arms and legs spread.

“They really didn’t suspect anything.”

"It's just a matter of spending a little money to buy a high-quality camouflage mask. The mutation of flesh and blood can explain a lot of loopholes. You don't have blood tests and vitality right now, so you can just use the remaining flesh and debris of that person to cover it up." Zheng Fan said, "It would be difficult to hide it for someone else, but you, a zombie, are a perfect match."

"What if that old ancestor hallucinates and comes back?"

"Then just skip all the steps and catch it. If you can't come back for the time being, it's a sure win to be able to get a position here."

Jiang Si reached out and rubbed her face, but Zheng reached out and slapped her restless little hands away.

Shaking his hands, Jiang Si said, "Will they really agree if I ask them to be in charge right away? Even if I sneak in, I will be a very dangerous experimental subject."

"That depends on how they discuss it. Besides, if you don't ask for a high price, they will trick you back into the lab. You have to put forward a high demand first so that they can take a middle value."

Zheng Fan talked about some basic negotiation skills.

Jiang Si had become distracted. Perhaps due to her physical condition, she often became dazed and absent-minded from time to time.

Seeing this, Zheng Fan gave up the idea of chatting nonsense and asked, "Are you still awake?"

"It's okay, although I still often feel light and floating, as if I'm in a dream." Jiang Si said a little confused.

"What about interests?" The most frightening thing is that one suddenly no longer likes something that he used to like. If this really happened, Zheng Fan might blame himself, but if he accidentally killed someone, it would just be a pity.

"I feel like I need some stimulation." Jiang Si stood up straight. "Drinking is good for physical stimulation, but it doesn't help the spirit. Killing people is not bad, but Xicai is busy recently and told me to talk later."

"Do you think there is anything else that can stimulate you?" Zheng asked back.

"It could be a family member, and..." Jiang Si turned his gaze to Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan blinked: "Anything else?"

"Let me lick it."

"No."

"Ah~." Jiang Si turned over, curled up in grievance, and said in a cold tone: "I did whatever Mr. Devil asked me to do, but Mr. Devil didn't give me any reward at all, so ruthless."

"What's going on? Without me, you wouldn't be who you are today?" Zheng Fan said something that sounded like it was unclear whether it was spoken by his father or mother.

Jiang Si turned around and looked at Zheng Fan again: "Support me."

"I don't have experience raising zombies, but I do have experience raising toast."

As he said this, Zheng Fan felt that this was indeed not a solution. He looked at Jiang Si silently for a while and said, "Then I'll give it a try."

"Let me lick it?" Jiang Si stretched out his slippery and red tongue.

"Put it away, or I'll cut it for you." "Oh." Jiang Si took it back honestly, "Then what do you want to try for me?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Si saw Zheng Fan grab his head with both hands, paused slightly, and then took his head off his neck as easily as taking off a helmet.

You can even hear a very cute cartoon-like "bo" sound.

"Here, let you play with it." Zheng Fan's head spoke, then he stretched out his hand and handed his head to Jiang Si.

Jiang Si took Zheng Fan's head in a daze, his pupils trembling violently and his breathing rapid.

"Hold me well, and I will let you hold me for a while, five minutes. If you let go, it will be over immediately. You are only allowed to hold me, keep your tongue away, and don't drool on me." Zheng Fan stipulated.

But it seemed that Jiang Si could no longer hear it.

Zheng Fan's instructions in my ears became one and the same, all turning into tinnitus, and finally covered by the sound of my heartbeat.

The frozen heart began to beat again, even pushing the stagnant blood, and a blush reappeared on the sickly pale face.

"Hmm?" Zheng Fan noticed Jiang Si's change.

Although it was obvious that Jiang Si liked his head, just his head, and Zheng Fan did not approve of this weird hobby, but considering his own preferences, Zheng Fan chose to respect it.

But isn’t this reaction a bit too much?

Shockingly, a zombie holding a non-existent human head actually came to life excitedly.

As I was thinking, Jiang Si's face was getting closer and closer... No!
"Stop it, don't use your fake face to gnaw at me." Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes and raised his voice, bringing Jiang Si back to his senses.

"No, I can't help it, I feel so close! Mr. Devil, just one bite, let me bite it gently, anywhere!" Jiang Si just paused for a moment, then continued to move closer while muttering to himself.

"Oh my god! There's a pervert!" Zheng Fan couldn't bear to look at his body anymore. Although he couldn't see it in the first place, now was the time to save his head.

But in the end, it was none other than Zheng Fan who rescued him.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening was heard, and a subordinate of the Changsheng Society said, "Ms. Long Jinna, we..."

The subordinate looked into the room and was stunned to see Long Jinna holding the air with both hands, her face flushed and her breathing rapid, as if she was about to do something.

Did he run into something inappropriate?

"Knock on the door..." Jiang Si's face turned visibly pale, his eyes were gloomy, and the negative energy formed a cold wind that spread out in all directions.

"Sorry--" The subordinate was startled and hurried to apologize.

Whoa!

The body had been pierced by the red line and then pulled over. With a tearing sound, it was absorbed by Jiang Si into residue and thrown onto the ground at random.

Zhan De, who had just been blocked outside, was shocked and hurried in, only to find that only a pile of scum was left of his subordinates.

"Long Jinna you!"

"Knock on the door."

"you……"

"Knock on the door."

Zander wanted to say something else, but the gloom and danger in front of him were too strong. The look in his eyes made Zander have no doubt that if he continued to speak, he would follow in the footsteps of his subordinates.

So he closed the door again after a moment of silence and knocked gently.

"May I come in?"

At this time, because of the incident just now, Jiang Si let Zheng Fan's body snatch Zheng Fan's head back and put it back.

Although I was very unhappy, I had to give in: "Go in."

Zander was like a student walking into the class teacher's office: "After discussion, we can let you be the supervisor."

Now he just felt that it was very necessary to comfort "Long Jinna", for the safety of the people around him and for his own sake.

(End of this chapter)