I'm not Yingjie

"Old friend?"

When Bolong was about to capture the unidentified man, Spasi stopped him and walked out from behind him and came in front of the man with a smile.

"I thought you had left Fire Moth for good, Lin."

Chapter 46: The Traveler

Standing in front of the huge transparent vessel, Spasi stared at the unoptimistic data on the panel and raised his eyebrows: "The erosion rate is 32%. People with poor physical fitness can't bear the pressure of organ erosion and die. And you can still run around with hallucinations."

After stripping off all his clothes except for the cloth covering his face, Lin's body more clearly revealed the ugly marks of the erosion by Honkai energy.

The joints of both arms were swollen and deformed, the blood vessels were thick, the cut surface of the missing thigh was swollen with purple lumps of flesh, the hideous wound had grown disgusting granulations, purple stripes and blood vessels were spread all over the body, there was no good place at all.

"Let me guess, is it because of these drugs?"

He picked up the only two remaining green potions from the plate beside him. His frivolous expression was replaced by a solemn one. He asked Lin, who was soaked in the liquid, sternly, "Do you know what these are?"

"..."

Lin shook his head at Spasi who was looking up at him.

"These drugs are mixed with inhibitors and other drugs. I also know that those drugs have different degrees of suppressing Honkai energy, but because they are too harmful to the human body and the medicinal properties are too rough, they are used separately."

"They will cause your organs to secrete disorder and your brain nerves to be forcibly excited. Even if the Honkai energy is suppressed, it will only be another way to die."

"After examination, your main organs are almost dead. I can replace your organs, but the Houkai disease will accelerate the erosion rate when I remove the diseased organs, so you are almost dead. It's just a matter of choosing a way to die."

"I won't ask who gave you the medicine, but from now on you can't use these 'poisons' anymore."

Spasi knocked on the transparent glass and smiled, "Do you remember the consent form you signed?"

"remember."

"Very good. You should also remember what I said. The longer the Honkai energy can last, the more serum can be extracted from your body. So for the sake of those who can be saved, you should continue to persist in living. The longer you live, the better. As for other things, let's talk about it after you are in better condition."

"..."

Lin nodded silently. Seeing this, Spasi smiled and nodded in response. Then he said nothing more and walked out of the door of the treatment room.

After the door behind him closed automatically, Spasi's expression instantly turned into a gloomy one that looked like water dripping out of it.

"Doctor, how is Mr. Lin doing?" Bolong, who was waiting outside the door, asked Spasi.

In fact, Spasi's expression had already told him the answer.

"It can no longer be called nonsense. He is simply committing suicide. He could have lived for at least two years, but now he may not even survive two months."

"..."

Bolong had heard Spasi tell him that he had asked Lin to sign a consent form for body donation, which meant that Spasi himself had asked Lin to choose not to use inhibitors anymore.

But now, he looked depressed, and even had a hint of pain that was barely noticeable.

On the one hand, he asked Lin to make the "most valuable" choice, while on the other hand, he blamed himself for this matter.

Spasi quickly hid his expression and said, "Don't let anyone else come to this room. If anyone, especially someone from the headquarters, asks if Lin is in the Fifth Branch, just answer no."

"Yes."

After thinking for a while, he walked towards the laboratory.

……

The effect of the medicine is wearing off soon.

Just as Spasi said, the drug can force Lin's brain to be excited, so he can always stay awake. After the effect of the drug gradually disappears, the double images in front of his eyes are once again occupied by hallucinations.

He had many things he wanted to ask Spasi, but he really needed treatment, otherwise he wouldn't be able to maintain a normal daily routine, let alone return to headquarters.

Lin was able to come to the Far East because he used the Fire Moth badge to bypass the airport's inspection procedures, found a flight to the Far East, then sneaked into the cabin and stumbled to the Far East.

Fortunately, the people at the airport did not doubt his identity. They just knew that he was a member of the Fire Moth, and did not ask any questions even though he looked extremely strange.

If it was someone from the Fire Moth's secret base, Lin would probably have been discovered.

Because he couldn't appear directly in front of Fire Moth's people, he went to try his luck in the hospital that cooperated with Fire Moth.

This time, luck was on his side and he happened to meet Spasi and Bolong.

According to Spasi, Lin's condition was so serious that it wouldn't be surprising if he suddenly died in the next second, so the so-called "treatment" was actually just a way to restore his normal thinking, but it was enough for Lin.

In the bubbles rising from the liquid, Lin returned to that time in the bubble.

……

"You, you want me to perform consciousness transformation surgery on this child? But he is not..."

"You don't need to say those words, you just need to tell me, can or can't."

"..."

Ling stood behind the man with a frosty face, while the man was discussing something with a white-haired old man who looked to be over sixty years old.

Something that has already happened to Zero.

Later, the old man started arguing with the man, but was frightened by the man's scolding and lowered his head, nodding helplessly to indicate yes.

"But he has already had one operation, and the effect of a second operation will be greatly reduced. At least his personality will not change significantly."

"It's okay. That's enough."

The man asked the old man to go out. He turned his back to Lin and lit a cigarette for himself. The lonely smoke hid his eyes.

"Xiao Lin, a person's life is made up of countless choices. No matter how much we dislike multiple-choice questions, we will always face them." He held the cigarette between two fingers, put it under his nose, and squinted his eyes. "And humans especially like to let others choose for them, even though I think this is a very stupid thing to do."

"You've already experienced someone else choosing your life for you once, so I want to give you the power of choice. But if your choice is to be used as a tool by those old guys, or to protect the righteous cause of humanity, then I would rather choose for you again."

"Anyway, I'm a bad guy like them, so doing a bad thing is nothing to me."

Zero is very smart, smarter than his peers and even many adults, so the man deliberately discussed the matter of memory modification with the old man in front of him.

At least Zero should know the truth now. This cruel tenderness is the last thing he can do for Zero.

"Do you have anything else to say? The surgery will be done soon."

He turned his back to Lin, clenched his fists, and his nails pierced his palms, causing excruciating pain, but he remained expressionless, as if he was at a loss.

"Have."

Zero replied coldly.

"what?"

"Quit smoking, it's bad for your health."

"..."

The man threw the cigarette under his feet, stepped on it hard, and crushed the cigarette butt with gritted teeth.

It's like he wants to crush the whole world.

……

"What kind of memory do you want to create for him?" the old man asked the man who was leaning against the wall with his arms hanging down and biting his lips.

The man looked up at the bloody and cruel scene on the operating table. He closed his eyes and sighed.

"Traveler."

"What?" The old man thought he had heard wrongly.

"Let him feel like a time traveler."

The man laughed at himself and said, "A 'traveler' who once lived in a peaceful world, had a happy family, and had a lively personality."

Chapter 47: Choose One

"Doctor, do you have any instructions for today?"

The young researcher timidly asked Spasi who was checking various data.

Spasi is not a hands-off boss. He is often the busiest person in the laboratory, but he never repeatedly confirms the accuracy of the data, especially the progress of a project. In his words, it is like an elementary school student checking the time every three seconds the day before a spring outing. It is meaningless and a waste of energy.

But today Spasi has become a "primary school student".

He entered the laboratory without saying a word and confirmed the development progress of the Honkai disease serum. Then he worked hard for an hour, confirmed it again, and repeated this process for a full five hours.

Such anomalies made others think that they had done something wrong, as if Spasi was finding out their mistakes.

"No, not really. You just need to do your own thing." Spasi's attention was not on him. He just said this casually and then walked out of the laboratory, leaving everyone else looking at each other in bewilderment.

Why does Dr. Spasi seem a little... weird today?

Spasi came all the way to Lin's sanatorium. After confirming that there was no one around, he used his fingerprint and pupil pattern to open the lock.

Although the Fifth Branch does not participate in the disputes of the headquarters, all branches are under the jurisdiction of the headquarters. Lin's situation is special, so he has to be careful.

Lin just woke up from the illusion of memory at this time. His dark single eye stared quietly at Spasi standing at the door in the dark liquid.

Spasi pretended to be humorous and said, "Did I disturb your sweet dream?"

"……No."

What kind of memory is that?

Lin couldn't confirm whether the memories in his mind were true, he couldn't even be sure who he was.

Is he Lin?

Or zero?

Or is it both and neither?

These seemingly plausible memories completed the puzzle of his memory, but also made him feel lost about this complete past.

"Are you..." Spasi looked at Lin and asked in confusion, "What has changed?"

"...Dr. Spashi, I want to ask you a question. If Sizhi grows up normally, would you want her to know the truth about Houkai?"

"..."

Lin's unclear words while on the oxygen machine caused the temperature in the already cold treatment room to drop another ten degrees, and Spasi's smiling expression froze.

Family matters have always been a concern for Spasi. He tried his best not to mention the Fifth Branch incident with Lin, both to keep himself emotionally stable and to prevent him and Lin from having conflicts over it again.

He couldn't forget, and he wouldn't allow himself to forget.

"You're still the same." However, this time, Spasi was only stunned for a second, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Aren't you afraid that I will pull out your oxygen tube?"

"sorry."

"Don't apologize, it makes me feel bad."

After waving his hands absentmindedly, Spashi began to think normally about Lin's words: "If Silkworm grows up, the truth about Honkai... what do you mean? Large-scale Honkai? Herrscher? Honkai disease?"

"Everything."

"Everything..." Spasi scratched his unkempt long hair, "To be honest, I don't want to."

"If you ask me why, I can only say that I don't want my children to know that someone's body was torn into pieces, someone died on the eve of adulthood, and someone sat in an empty restaurant."

"Everything about this, everything about humanity, everything about the truth, is cruelty incarnate."

He smiled helplessly: "We are already having a hard time, why should we let the children know about this pain?"

Lin looked over and saw Spasi's expression.

Gradually it overlapped with the bitter smile of the man in the memory.

His Adam's apple moved, and he asked hoarsely, "What if...she chose the truth herself?"

"..."

"..."

"If she were still young, I would stop her." Sipasi's reflection appeared in front of him, and he said nostalgically, "But you said she has grown up, so I will believe that she has made the best choice. What parent is unwilling to believe in their own child?"

Lin lowered his head, closed his eyes, and listened to the beating of his heart.

"I understand, thank you..."

A lifetime of hardships, you and I in the play.

……