I am weak and friendly

Chapter 205 The Other Side of the Passage

Chapter 205 The Other Side of the Passage
In an operating room at the Municipal First Hospital, a ripple suddenly appeared, and then Fan Zhihong rushed out from inside.

Just as he was about to crash into the wall, he twisted his body in mid-air and landed firmly on his feet before hitting the wall.

Then he turned around alertly and observed his surroundings.

There was no one around. From the opposite side, it seemed brightly lit, but in fact, the operating room was very dark, with almost no light.

The only light came from the "passage" he had come from.

Perhaps it was because a group of rays of light, just like him, passed through the "passage" completely, crossing from the "opposite side" to this side, forming a circular spot of light on the wall.

Meanwhile, the light spot was slowly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the light, where he could clearly see the other side of the passage.

This gave him a strong sense of reality.

I am back.

I actually... came back.

They actually let me come back.

Whether it was because his passage disturbed the passage, the light spot began to shrink rapidly. Before the passage closed completely, "poof," another crumpled piece of paper flew over from the other side.

The crumpled paper hit him. He bent down and reached out to pick it up, but before he could even look at it, the whole world was plunged into darkness.

The passageway is now completely closed.

At the moment the passage closed, a very complex emotion welled up in my heart.

It was a feeling of unease.

There is a sense of unfamiliarity, as if you are in a dangerous situation and fighting alone.

This is clearly my own world, so why do I feel this sense of unfamiliarity and unease?

He shook his head violently, dismissing the idea.

The complete darkness made him instinctively shrink back.

Relying on his memory, he groped his way to the door and then listened intently.

This area isn't the kind of place that handles emergency rooms and surgeries, but it's not quiet outside.

There was some noise outside.

There seem to be some familiar-sounding voices in there.

He quietly opened the heavy door to the operating room, revealing a crack, and saw the familiar uniform.

It was the same uniform as his, from the special operations team.

He was even very familiar with that figure from behind.

It was his superior, Captain Li, the head of the special operations team.

He was following closely behind a young man, his face stern, his expression solemn, and his eyes wary.

Fan Zhihong only glanced at the young man following him before quickly averting his gaze in fright.

He seemed afraid that the other person might follow his gaze and sense him.

Because he was all too familiar with that face.

Before returning, he had a brief close encounter with the other party.

That's Young Master Tang.

The young master Tang who doesn't use a wheelchair.

Young Master Tang with the yellow hair.

"It's hilarious that Tang has dyed his hair yellow..." A thought inexplicably entered his mind.

Such blasphemous behavior, and doubly so, truly startled him.

"I'm sorry, Tang, I didn't mean to!"

He hurriedly banished the thought from his mind.

At this moment, Young Master Tang was angrily questioning a doctor in a white coat: "What's wrong with my body? Hmm? What were the test results?"

"I...I'm sorry, Young Master Tang." The middle-aged doctor looked extremely nervous, and his voice trembled slightly. He stammered, "We've done all the tests, even the ones we just added, but we haven't found anything wrong. You...you're perfectly healthy, there's nothing wrong with you."

"I've had my blood drawn, and all sorts of tests done. Now you're telling me there's nothing wrong with my body?" Young Master Tang's voice suddenly rose. "If there's nothing wrong with my body, why do I suddenly feel so weak all over? Hmm? Could I be wrong?"

"Uh...this..." The middle-aged doctor was speechless under the questioning. He trembled as he said, "But...there are many possibilities...maybe you're just too tired and need to rest..."

"Nonsense! I don't know my own body!" Young Master Tang said. "It can't be because of overwork, there must be something wrong! You must find the cause for me by tomorrow morning, otherwise we won't be meeting at the hospital next time."

The middle-aged doctor was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud, reaching out to hug Young Master Tang's knees, but was glared at by Captain Li, a middle-aged man in uniform behind him, and froze.

Fan Zhihong peeked out through the crack in the operating room door.

Then I saw Young Master Tang walk past the door.

To be honest, he had seen similar scenes countless times before today.

He had long since become accustomed to it.

But today...

For some reason, he felt very uncomfortable.

That's not right, is it?

But the moment he saw Young Master Tang, Tang's face appeared before his eyes.

Two identical faces overlapped in front of him.

They look exactly alike, yet no one would ever guess they are the same person.

Where is the difference?

Demeanor? Temperament? Eyes?
He had clearly seen the terrifying side of Tang, and he had seen Tang face him alone, with his words carrying the weight of life and death.

It's just like what Young Master Tang does every day.

No, he's even more terrifying than Young Master Tang, ten times, a hundred times, ten thousand times more terrifying.

But... it's still different.

totally different.

and……

Is there something wrong with Young Master Tang's health?

why?
how come?
Most people in this world are unaware of how their world truly works.

But Fan Zhihong knew.

He couldn't imagine that if so many resources could be piled onto him just to create a killing machine like himself, then how many resources were piled onto Young Master Tang?
How could someone like that get sick or weak?
impossible.

No wonder Young Master Tang was shocked and couldn't understand it, and took it so seriously that he came all the way here for a checkup.

But the question is... why exactly?
Recalling the negative entropy on Tang's body and the broken one-way channel, Fan Zhihong vaguely thought of a possibility.

Outside the door, Young Master Tang walked past Fan Zhihong, while Captain Li lagged half a step behind.

"I heard what the young master said. Have the results checked tonight, and I'll come to pick you up tomorrow morning to report to the young master." Captain Li said to the middle-aged doctor, then his gaze swept over the room and suddenly froze.

He saw the operating room door on the side of the room open a crack.

He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting the others accompanying him to check, but the next second he saw the face behind the crack in the door.

He opened his mouth, but hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his slightly raised hand.

"Young Master, I'll take you back." He quickened his pace to catch up with Young Master Tang, but Young Master Tang ordered, "You stay here and keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn't slack off. As soon as the results are out, bring him to see me immediately! If the results aren't out, you know where to send him."

"Yes..." Captain Li bowed his head, then waved his hand, signaling the special operations team members who were traveling with him to follow Young Master Tang.

After watching Young Master Tang leave under the escort of several uniformed special operations team members, at the end of the corridor, two blond-haired men greeted Young Master Tang and walked out with him.

Captain Li stood solemnly in the corridor until Young Master Tang completely disappeared at the end of the corridor before turning around and looking in the direction of the operating room.

“Come out,” he said.

Fan Zhihong came out and saluted the middle-aged Captain Li: "Captain!"

Captain Li didn't speak. He looked at Fan Zhihong seriously for a long time before finally a smile appeared on his dark face: "Zhihong, you're back."

"I'm back, Captain!" Fan Zhihong said. "How did you get back?" Captain Li asked. "The passage is closed."

"I found an entropy meter near the passage, and then used that entropy meter to find another passage, and then I came back..."

"Very good." Captain Li smiled, then sighed with satisfaction, saying, "I knew you would find that entropy meter. You haven't forgotten anything I taught you."

Uh……

Fan Zhihong said, "I probably really forgot everything you taught me back then..."

I couldn't calm down at all, not to mention I was in so much physical pain.

I'm sorry, Captain.

I never expected, nor did I have the chance, to look for the entropy meter you left me.

The entropy meter you left me was found by Tang.

At that moment, Fan Zhihong felt like a top student who hadn't done well on his final exam, and he felt guilty for letting down his mentor.

"Captain, I didn't come back on time and I lost some fragments..."

“You… you’ve lost weight.” Captain Li interrupted Fan Zhihong, suddenly feeling a bit emotional, and said, “Let’s go, I’ll take you back. It’s good that you’re back, don’t think about anything, just rest for a bit.”

"Captain, I don't need to rest, my family..."

"Take a rest first, I'll tell you later," Captain Li said with a smile. "Don't worry, your family is doing very well."

"..." Fan Zhihong looked at Captain Li, remained silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Captain Li glanced back at the doctor who was still lying on the ground, then turned and strode out, with Fan Zhihong quickly following.

The two walked out of the ward building, where a car was parked. The driver, seeing Fan Zhihong, was also surprised: "Brother Hong, you're back! You..."

He glanced at Captain Li, shut his mouth, and opened the door for Captain Li.

The car drove out of the hospital and onto a lane that felt both familiar and unfamiliar. Fan Zhihong looked out the window.

It was already late at night, and thousands of homes were brightly lit, but the streets were almost deserted.

Only police cars wearing reflective vests patrolled, and at key intersections, there were also resident police officers on duty.

Upon seeing the vehicle belonging to the special operations team, they all obediently turned off their police lights, stood silently by the roadside, and even turned their heads away to avoid looking at them.

They didn't turn their attention back until the special operations team's vehicle had passed.

The vehicle turned again, onto a wide main road, which was also empty except for some vehicles belonging to different departments.

Every now and then, some vehicles are stopped and inspected by police officers wearing reflective vests who are on duty by the roadside, and then they are waved to go.

Unlike the dazzling lights of the surrounding homes I had seen before, the commercial and entertainment facilities near the main road were completely dark, without even any nighttime lighting.

Suddenly, the whole world went dark, and the lights of countless homes in the distance went out at the same time.

The whole world was plunged into darkness, with only the streetlights on the main road still lit.

“The curfew has started…” Fan Zhihong said, looking at the dark world.

Everyone who is not working or on duty must go to sleep.

Because tomorrow will be another busy day.

The curfew is not only to allow everyone to rest properly, but also to conserve energy.

“Yes, after staying there for so long, the thing I’m most unaccustomed to coming back is the curfew…” Captain Li said. “I heard that the higher-ups are discussing whether to lift the curfew. What do you think?”

"Of course we have to keep it! If we don't cut off the power and internet at night, some people will definitely stay up all night playing games and not resting. Then we won't be able to fully concentrate on our work tomorrow, and we won't be able to make our world a better place!" Fan Zhihong said passionately. "Moreover, our world's precious resources are being wasted on entertainment. How can we let that happen!"

"Yes, those people over there, they're clearly part of our branch, yet they're wasting their time like this, playing games and reading novels all night long. It's truly unforgivable!" said a member of the special operations team driving ahead angrily. "Don't they know resources are running out? Don't they have any conscience? Captain, I request to go on the next field mission! I want to contribute to our world too!"

Listening to the driver's impassioned speech, Fan Zhihong's gaze drifted into the distance.

In this darkness, one building remains brightly lit.

In the dark city, it shone brightly like a glowing corn cob.

Qihang Building.

In this world, there is the 80-story Qihang Building.

Young Master Tang lives there.

Outsiders only know that only members of the special operations team and those who are allowed to dye their hair brightly colored are allowed to freely enter the Qihang Building.

But they didn't know what was inside.

All the prohibited forms of entertainment were available in that building.

Previously, Fan Zhihong took it all for granted, but for some reason, now he just wants to complain.

"What kind of messed-up worldview is this?! What's going on with our world?! Why does all of this seem so natural?!"

It's clearly our world that's wrong!

Why does dyeing your hair blonde grant you special privileges?
Doesn't anyone think this is wrong?
It's so abstract, isn't it?

"Zhihong, how many years have we known each other?" Captain Li suddenly asked.

"Captain, it's been 15 years since you became my instructor."

"Yes, I remember you were a rookie with a lot of questions before, but now you're a powerful warrior who feels like a stranger to me."

“Yes,” Fan Zhihong said, “Captain, you’ve become a stranger to me too.”

Before Captain Li could speak after saying this, the car window that Fan Zhihong's right elbow was resting on suddenly shattered, and Fan Zhihong jumped out of the speeding vehicle.

He suddenly remembered that there was a news report right across the street about someone jumping off a moving vehicle in the same way.

Hmm, it seems the result wasn't very good.

But he had practiced jumping off the train countless times.

He rolled several times on the ground, crossing the roadside green belt.

Then he turned and ran.

run! Run!

Run into the darkness!

Avoid the police officers in their black and green reflective vests, and even more so, avoid your own companions.

This darkness, this deathly stillness, was his only ally. He needed to find a place to hide in this darkness, and then…

Try to survive.

What should we do next?
He didn't know, but he knew he had to survive in order to figure out what he needed to do and what he could do.

Fan Zhihong, from now on, you can only rely on yourself.