On the Ark.

Damn it, whose dream is this? It's so dark, cramped, and foul-smelling.

Lin Ye covered his nose and slowly walked deeper into the alley.

The further he went, the stronger the stench became. Just when Lin Ye was about to reach his limit, he finally heard a noise. He pressed himself against the wall, concealing his body, and continued walking forward in inch by inch. Before long, he saw a short figure at the end of the alley, sitting beside a pile of garbage, doing something and occasionally letting out a laugh.

Lin Ye stopped in his tracks.

Is this the owner of the dream?

Lin Ye held his breath, deciding to observe carefully.

This is a little boy with short white hair, wearing dirty clothes covered with dark red spots.

"It's going to be a success! It's almost a success!"

Lin Ye could hear his self-talk and feel his barely suppressed excitement.

It was a success? Was he conducting some kind of experiment?

Just as Lin Ye had this thought, he saw the other person cheer and then suddenly stand up.

"I did it! I did it!" he exclaimed, jumping for joy. "I, Mephistopheles, am destined to be no ordinary person!"

Mephistopheles? Is that his name?

What succeeded?

A series of questions flashed through Lin Ye's mind, but they were quickly answered. As Mephistopheles danced, the pile of garbage in front of him slowly began to shake.

what?

Two dark figures darted out of the garbage heap.

Is it a cat?

Lin Ye looked closely and found that it was indeed a cat, and a skinny little kitten at that.

Could it be that this guy is treating these two kittens?

Lin Ye was somewhat surprised.

He specifically went to the garbage dump to treat the seriously ill kitten? Did what you just said about it being successful mean the treatment was successful?

Could such a person be his enemy? Lin Ye felt embarrassed to lay a hand on him, to become the evil spirit in his dream.

However, Lin Ye soon realized that something was wrong.

He carefully examined the two kittens and discovered that both had fatal wounds, the blood around which had already dried. Logically, cats like these should have no chance of survival, a fact Lin Ye, as a veterinarian, knew very well. He then noticed that the two cats' condition was also somewhat strange.

After they emerged from the garbage heap, they remained in one posture, an incredibly stiff and rigid one. Normal cats would never pose like that; it was as if they were dead and had been sculpted.

Moreover, the cats' eyes were tightly closed. At first, Lin Ye thought they had just woken up and hadn't opened them yet, but now he realized that wasn't the case. These two cats seemed to have really been turned into sculptures! No, no, no, these aren't sculptures. Sculptures don't move, but these two cats can move, so they should be called... zombies?

He turned two dead cats into zombies?

Lin Ye's feelings became complicated. Although he was extremely disgusted by this desecration of corpses, which made him feel nauseous, conducting experiments on corpses was a perfectly normal thing, and he couldn't use that to criticize the other person's discomfort. To define the other person as evil based solely on this would be too foolish.

So Lin Ye patiently continued to observe.

Mephisto tried to give commands to the two zombie cats. The two zombie cats could perform some simple commands. And every time a zombie cat completed a simple action, Mephisto would be overjoyed for a long time, looking like a mad scholar, until Lin Ye heard him say something like this.

“That’s enough, it’s time to test it out on someone,” Mephistopheles murmured.

Lin Ye was stunned.

So soon they're going to use human corpses to test their skills? Judging from his tone, he only just succeeded with cats. But then again, this little brat Mephisto looks pretty poor; where could he possibly find human corpses?

Just as Lin Ye had this question, he saw Mephistopheles reach into the inside pocket of his clothes and pull out a thin, long machete with dried bloodstains on it.

Wait, why is it a knife?!

Lin Ye was stunned.

Wait, why is the size of that knife so similar to the cat's fatal wound?!

Could it be that……

A terrible thought suddenly occurred to Lin Ye, and Mephistopheles' next move confirmed this terrible thought.

He took out his phone and dialed a number. When the call connected, he spoke in a gentler voice than before: "Anna? This is Mephistopheles. Yes, yes, I succeeded. Would you like to see my results? If so, come to the usual place. I can let you join the experiment."

Lin Ye was at a loss for words.

Because while Mephistopheles spoke gently to the person on the other end of the phone, he looked at the bloodstained machete, his eyes filled with an excitement that was completely different from his gentle demeanor.

This way, Lin Ye could confirm his suspicions.

The guy in front of me, Mephisto, isn't a doctor or a researcher... Oh, maybe he is a researcher, but he's definitely the kind of crazy researcher who doesn't pick up the bodies he uses for experiments from the street, but kills them with his own hands! Like those two cats, and like Anna, who's coming soon.

Lin Ye felt a chill run down his spine.

This is such a young child! His heart is already so dark and cruel. What kind of monster will he become when he grows up?

No, wait... this guy seems to have grown up and wants to take his life.

What the hell?! That's insane!

Seeing Mephisto sitting leisurely in the garbage heap, waiting for the girl named Anna, Lin Ye wanted nothing more than to rush out and beat him to death. But he quickly calmed down, or rather, forced himself to calm down, because he knew very well that rushing out and beating him to death wouldn't change anything.

The influence of dreams on reality is not so great that killing him here would also kill him outside.

To influence him through dreams, you must leave a deep enough impression on him in the dream, and you must never reveal your true appearance. After all, a ghost whose face you can't see is a good ghost.

Thinking this, Lin Ye lowered his head and began searching around for any useful tools.

Fortunately, there's a lot of trash here, but there are many usable items.

Lin Ye first picked out a dirty robe. The robe was originally supposed to be white, but it was so filthy it was almost indistinguishable from pure black. He draped the robe over himself, then, feeling it wasn't enough, rummaged through the trash and found a mask. However, this mask was…

What the heck?! A magical girl?!

Are there magical girls in the world of Terra?! Oh, there really are, and they're everywhere.

To be precise, Lin Ye found a mask of a cute girl, the kind that's super adorable. Lin Ye really didn't want to use it, as it would damage the image of a demon, but there was no better substitute nearby. To conceal his face, he had no choice but to use it. Reluctantly, Lin Ye put on the "cute girl's energetic smile."

After putting it on, he discovered a faceless doll.

Why are there still dolls?

Lin Ye was puzzled. He took out the doll and realized that it was not an ordinary doll, but a doll with some indescribable purpose. However, the workmanship was really rough, and it didn't even have a face... Wait, is the "beautiful girl's energetic smile" that he was wearing the face of this doll?

He felt a chill and wanted to throw the doll away, but then he thought it might be a good way to disgust Mephistopheles.

So he tied the doll to his back.

Finally, he found a rusty pair of scissors in the trash can.

……

Mephistopheles, in high spirits because of the successful experiment, was lying in a pile of garbage humming a song when he heard a noise in the alley. He jumped down from the garbage pile and said, "Anna, is that you?"

Then I saw a dark figure standing not far away.

“No, Mephistopheles,” a deep voice said. “It’s me.”

……

……

Author's note: This is a chapter I wrote after getting out of bed before going home. I have to catch my flight after finishing this chapter. I hope my flight won't be delayed. I always feel like my flights are delayed for some reason...

Chapter 253 I, the chief physician, am best at…

Mephistopheles narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Lin Ye, who had suddenly appeared in the shadows.

"Who are you?" Mephistopheles asked slowly.

Lin Ye did not speak.

A cold wind swept through the alley from somewhere, lifting the long robe Lin Ye was wrapped in. Mephistopheles noticed what was under Lin Ye's robe, and his pupils narrowed. From his angle, he could see a thin person tucked under Lin Ye's robe, and this person's movements were very strange, something a normal person couldn't do, as if all the bones in their body were broken.

This made Mephisto uneasy.

In the dream, he was still a child, his mindset completely different from that of an adult. His intuition told him that the person appearing before him was no good, but most likely a deranged serial killer.

Mephistopheles instinctively took a step back, while tightening his grip on the machete.

"Ha, doesn't he have the guts to give his name?" Mephistopheles said deliberately in a disdainful tone. "What a coward."

Standing in the shadows, Lin Ye looked at Mephisto from afar, hesitating whether he should speak to him. Generally speaking, a ghost that doesn't speak is a qualified ghost; once a ghost opens its mouth, its coolness is halved. However, he really had something he wanted to ask Mephisto, and he also felt that for a perverted child like Mephisto, who came to the alley at night to kill cats for experiments and was preparing to kill people, the psychological deterrent effect of ghosts on him might not be as great as he imagined.

Therefore, Lin Ye decided to disguise himself as another pervert to deal with Mephisto, this pervert.

"Mephisto, I've come to see you," Lin Ye said slowly in a deep voice.

"So, who are you?"

"That's not important."

“Is it unimportant? Well, perhaps it’s not important to you.” Mephistopheles nodded. “Then let me ask something important. Since you know my name and know to come here to find me, it means you’ve been watching me for a long time. So what do you want? Just say it.”

Lin Ye was surprised by Mephisto's answer. What kind of child was this, to remain so calm in the face of such a "weirdo" as him? This made him increasingly curious about what Mephisto would be like when he grew up.

But she's probably not the likable type.

Soon, Lin Ye said mysteriously, "You know what I want."

Mephistopheles fell silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

“You want my technology, don’t you?” Mephisto asked.

"What do you think?" Lin Ye asked in return.

“I don’t have anything of value left. This technology is my most important asset,” Mephistopheles said. “I’m not going to give it to you for free.”

You can't possibly give it to me for free, can you?

Lin Ye narrowed his eyes.

In this situation, Mephistopheles was still trying to use technology to maximize his own interests, which was practically licking blood off a knife's edge. Lin Ye couldn't help but admire him a little, but of course he didn't show it and responded with silence once again.

Mephistopheles was still a child at heart, and he couldn't maintain his composure in the face of the silent Lin Ye.

“Since you know me so well, you must know what my technology means,” Mephisto said somewhat anxiously. “I haven’t perfected it yet. I need more support. If you want the best version, just give me a little sponsorship and a little time, and I’ll perfect it soon.”