Starting with dissecting ghost stories

At 4:55 p.m., Shen Xing sat back on the yellow wooden chair in the school clinic.

A DV camera was placed on the table, but it was not in recording mode; it merely served as an "electronic eye" to assist Shen Xing's observation.

In Shen Xing's hand, he held a plastic dish, pressing his fingers lightly on the lid to prevent the muscular little figure inside from opening the lid and coming out.

Shen Xing originally planned to have Shen Yuan wait for him at the intersection after school so he could talk to her about going out to eat.

However, just over an hour ago, a male classmate of Shen Yuan's came over to treat her scrapes, and he also knew Shen Yuan.

He then asked the male classmate to take a note to Shen Yuan, telling her not to go home after school and to wait for him at the door.

As time passed, Shen Xing sensed that the muscular figure inside the plastic dish began to move more frequently.

It pressed the lid against the lid restlessly, as if trying to escape from the plastic dish.

How about... we give it a try?

Shen Xing got up, locked the door to the school clinic, then locked the window and drew the curtains.

My grip strength in both hands is currently 73KG. It no longer increases every moment, but only every day at 5 PM in the infirmary when the [01-Wall] resonates. Moreover, the increase is getting smaller each time.

It seems he has already passed the "bonus period" of fusing with abnormal flesh and blood. According to Shen Xing's prediction, his grip strength should eventually reach a limit of around 85KG.

To continue growing, one must increase the proportion of abnormal flesh and blood in the body, or find other methods besides "resonance".

Or rather, strengthen "resonance" itself... which is to directly strengthen the [01-Wall] itself.

What exactly is the body of the [01-Wall]?

Once this wall is broken open, will it also be a dark, endless void inside?

Shen Xing stood next to the camera, placed the plastic dish on the table, and lifted the lid.

The little figure in the petri dish stood up unsteadily, then stepped out of the dish without hesitation, ran towards the edge of the table, and jumped suddenly.

The distance between the table and the wall was at least 1.5 meters, and it actually leaped over that distance, its jumping ability comparable to that of a strong grasshopper.

"Smack."

Shen Xing clearly heard the sound of meat hitting the wall; the muscular little man was now completely stuck to the white wall.

From a distance, it looks like the kind of sticky, somersaulting little figure that elementary school students often play with, but instead of flipping downwards, the muscular little figure is constantly climbing up the wall.

Where is it going to climb to?

Is it the core of 【01-Wall】?

Shen Xing picked up a ballpoint pen and a DV camera, walked forward, and turned on the recording mode of the DV camera.

He walked to the wall and watched the little figure continue climbing.

Once the little figure reached the very center of the wall, it began frantically pounding the wall with its head and body.

Its strength is too weak. Facing a solid wall, it's like an ant trying to shake a tree. No matter how much it attacks the wall, it can only make a little bit of plaster fall off.

Is this the core?

Shen Xing used a ballpoint pen to draw a circle around the little figure, marking its position.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the little figure and placed it in a position slightly to the upper right. The little figure continued to crawl towards the circle that Shen Xing had drawn earlier.

This is it...

Shen Xing looked up at the clock.

Time is almost up.

A few seconds after the clock struck five, a strong sense of unease surged through Shen Xing's heart.

"Thump, thump..."

Shen Xing's eardrums vibrated, and he could hear his heartbeat accelerating, his heart rate becoming somewhat out of control.

He instinctively wanted to take a step back, but the ballpoint pen in his left hand had already fallen to the ground. His left hand rose uncontrollably and pressed directly onto the center circle.

"Buzz—"

Shen Xing's brain began to explode, the buzzing sound stimulating his mind. At this moment, an extremely strange feeling arose in Shen Xing's mind.

I want to become one with this "wall"...

The "wall" is the mother...

I want to go back...

The plain white wall in front of him seemed to show Shen Xing an unparalleled sense of closeness, making Shen Xing feel that this was home, this was the place where he should stay.

But this feeling was fleeting; in less than a few seconds, Shen Xing had already withdrawn his hand, and the chaotic emotions in his mind had disappeared.

This was the closest he had ever been to the [01-Wall] at 5 PM, and this time the feeling was even more profound than the previous times.

Is it... affecting my mental state?

Shen Xing's feeling just now was very strange.

He didn't feel any emotional fluctuations, but his body unconsciously moved closer to the [01-wall], as if there was something else thinking in his mind besides himself.

Has the abnormal flesh and blood started affecting your brain?

Shen Xing raised his left hand and looked at his palm, where there was a crack that was slowly healing.

The muscular figure on the wall had disappeared, presumably entering the crack in his palm. This time, without his consent, an abnormal muscle had fused with him.

This is not a good thing.

This was the first time Shen Xing had ever experienced such a state of being out of control. Although it only lasted for a few seconds, it was enough to make him wary.

After the abnormal flesh enters from the left palm, it begins to flow along the left arm toward other parts of the body. This process is painful until it merges into specific locations in all the muscles of the body.

It felt like someone was holding a needle and slowly pricking other parts of his arm muscles. Fortunately, Shen Xing was able to endure the pain.

If we test muscle strength now, it will be the same as yesterday afternoon, with an imbalance in strength between the left and right hands. Let's wait until the body has completed the fusion of the new abnormal muscles before testing.

Shen Yuan should be waiting at the school gate.

Shen Xing took a deep breath, enduring the pain in his left arm, packed his things, mopped the floor of the school clinic, slung his bag over his shoulder, walked out of the administration building, and headed towards the school gate.

At this time, there were still many first-year junior high school students waiting for their parents to pick them up at the school gate, but most of them rode bicycles or walked home in groups.

From afar, Shen Xing saw Shen Yuan, dressed in a blue and white school uniform, waiting at the entrance.

When I passed by, my younger sister grabbed the shoulder straps of her backpack with both hands and followed behind me.

"Let's go out to eat today." The pain had spread to the left pectoral muscle, and Shen Xing started to talk, saying, "Going out to eat can also change your mood."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan, who had been following with her head down, frowned slightly.

She felt she had grown up, but her brother still seemed to treat her like a child.

"No need, I'm in a good mood," Shen Yuan said, still sulking.

"Director Wang found me a blind date and said we'd have dinner together tonight," Shen Xing said.

"What does this have to do with me... Huh?" Shen Yuan was about to retort instinctively, but when she realized what Shen Xing had said, her eyes widened. "A blind date? You? Now?"

"Um."

Shen Yuan processed the information in her mind for a while before finally realizing it.

My brother doesn't see me as a child; that's why he wanted to take me out to eat to change my mood.

It was he who wanted to go on a blind date.

My brother is looking for a girlfriend? Just thinking about this possibility gave Shen Yuan goosebumps and a chill down her spine.

I can't even imagine what he would be like with other women.

It's bound to botch, right?

Could it be... that my brother brought me along because he was worried about messing things up? After all, he doesn't seem to have any dating experience.

"Okay, I'll go," Shen Yuan changed her mind.

This is the first time her brother has asked her for help, and she will do her best.

The sudden, explosive news seemed to dispel much of the gloom in Shen Yuan's heart. She walked over to Shen Xing, carefully examined him, and then said:

"Go back and change your clothes first. I'll help you choose. Don't wear this white t-shirt."