Chapter 47
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When Lou Yan saw these five syringe vials, his eyes lit up without exaggeration.
Mental Recovery Syringe!
He didn’t expect to see Mental Recovery Syringes here!
This syringe was unique to the anomaly cultists and was said to be a reward from the Anomaly Lord to the cultists. Each syringe could quickly restore 10 points of mental strength without any side effects. Mental Recovery Syringes were also rare among cultists. In his previous life, Lou Yan had accidentally obtained one from the bodies of two cultists he killed one winter, which was when he learned of its existence.
In his previous life, after the official announcement of the Monster Resurgence Era, the research institute also announced the existence of the Mental Recovery Syringe developed by the government. However, compared to the Mental Recovery Syringe of the cultists, the one developed by the government had significant drawbacks. One was that each injection of the government-developed syringe didn’t stabilize the mental recovery value, maintaining it within 3-8, and the other was that it had side effects. Once the government-developed Mental Recovery Syringe was used, there would be a feeling of brain piercing pain. If too many injections were used in a short period of time, it could even damage the brain nerves and turn one into an idiot.
Therefore, the Mental Recovery Syringe in the hands of the cultists was even more precious.
Lou Yan didn’t expect to see Mental Recovery Syringes so early, and it was five at once, which was simply a big win!
This thing, if used properly, could be a life-saving item at critical moments.
Just these five Mental Recovery Syringes made their trip to Liushu Village worthwhile.
Lou Yan’s mood brightened up, his lips curled up, full of spirit. He directly put the five Mental Recovery Syringes into his pocket. These five Mental Recovery Syringes should have been given to Cai Mo and the others by the cultists internally, to help them find the Red Coffin more smoothly.
Then, Lou Yan smiled and looked at the old-fashioned keypad phone.
This phone was from over a dozen years ago and could only answer calls and text messages, unable to access the internet or download various apps. Lou Yan could tell at a glance that this was a contact tool used by the cultists. He turned on the phone, scrolled through the contacts, and found that there was only one unknown number in the contacts.
This unknown number had exchanged several text messages with Cai Mo and the others, and the latest message was sent two hours ago.
Simply three words: [How’s it going?]
Lou Yan scrolled up the message and checked the conversation history between Cai Mo and the others and this person. He found that the cultists were very cautious, almost revealing no specific information in their conversation. It was basically a question and answer session, with the unknown number asking about progress, and Cai Mo and the others responding with information such as entering Liushu Village, staying at Old Tree Furniture, and deciding to investigate tonight.
The only sentence that Lou Yan cared about was the one Cai Mo and the others sent to the unknown number: “[…Other people have moved into Old Tree Furniture, but we haven’t noticed anything unusual for now…]”
Lou Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Cai Mo didn’t suspect them or leak their information to their outside associates.
Lou Yan fiddled with the phone and put it in his pocket as well. After checking the room again to make sure nothing was missed, Lou Yan walked out of the cultist’s room.
As he walked out, he happened to meet Lu Haoxiu and Duan Zege carrying instant noodles upstairs. Lu Haoxiu was holding two portions of noodles by himself, panting heavily. When he saw Lou Yan, he shouted at the top of his lungs, “Brother Lou, help me, help me! Can you carry one for me~!”
Lou Yan took one portion and glanced down. He noticed there was too much water. “Why is there so much water?”
Lu Haoxiu chuckled awkwardly, “I was so sleepy that I accidentally added too much water. I guess it’ll taste a bit bland…”
Lou Yan glanced at him and smirked, “I thought I was a kitchen disaster, but it seems like you’re even worse than me, Little Lu.”
Lu Haoxiu’s eyes lit up with excitement, “Ah ah ah, Brother Lou, I’m becoming more like you!”
Lou Yan: “…”
The three of them returned to the room and placed the instant noodles on the table, waiting eagerly to eat. The fragrant aroma filled the room, making the adults and two children on the bed unable to help but salivate in their sleep.
When the noodles were almost ready, Lou Yan was about to open the plastic lid to eat, but Duan Zege swapped his portion with Lou Yan’s and said with a smile, “You have this one.”
Lou Yan opened it and saw that Duan Zege’s noodles had just the right amount of water, the curly golden noodles were loose and firm, with a dark-colored braised egg inside, looking much better than his portion.
Since there was a better-tasting option, why would he eat the bland one? Lou Yan gladly accepted Duan Zege’s kindness, without even asking, and started eating right away, showing the accustomed demeanor of someone used to being flattered.
Lu Haoxiu chewed his noodles pitifully, staring at Duan Zege, “Brother Duan…”
Duan Zege ate a mouthful of noodles without changing his expression, then put down his fork and said to Lu Haoxiu, “There’s MSG and salt in the kitchen downstairs. Get some.”
Lu Haoxiu slapped his thigh, almost forgetting there was a kitchen here. “Alright!”
As he left, Duan Zege looked at Lou Yan, who was sweating from the spicy noodles, and handed him a bottle of water, “I saw you went to the next room just now?”
Lou Yan took a sip of water and nodded, “Yeah,” he said, “I found something good. I’ll tell you guys after we finish eating.”
Duan Zege nodded and touched his chin, “Did you leave fingerprints in that room?”
Lou Yan paused, raised his head to meet his gaze, and squinted his eyes, “I did.”
He almost forgot that it was still in the early stages of the anomaly resurgence. Three cultists died in Liushu Village, but the anomaly in Liushu Village was resolved. Cultists who received the news would definitely try various methods to enter Liushu Village to investigate how the cultists died. The room next door would be the place they would definitely investigate, and they might really find Lou Yan’s fingerprints.
In the current situation where the military-political system had not collapsed yet, they might be able to find Lou Yan’s information based on fingerprints.
“I’ll help you deal with the traces left in the room next door later,” Duan Zege said calmly, “Three cultists. How many did you kill?”
Lou Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, no longer in a hurry to eat but instead leaned against his hand, smiled teasingly at Duan Zege.
Duan Zege didn’t ask if he had killed them but directly asked how many he had killed, indicating that he was sure Lou Yan would take action against the cultists. In addition, he could think of the possibility that the cultists would re-investigate Liushu Village, showing that he knew the cultists’ modus operandi quite well.
Duan Zege had never hidden his mystery in front of Lou Yan, or rather, he deliberately revealed his differences from others in front of Lou Yan. Lou Yan didn’t know who Duan Zege was or what secrets he had, but it had to be said that his curiosity about Duan Zege was getting stronger day by day.
“One,” Lou Yan smiled faintly, his slender eyes raised slightly. He directly answered the question, and there was a hint of intentional regret in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, “It’s a pity, I only killed the one I had to kill.”
His eyes stared closely at Duan Zege, as if he could see through Duan Zege’s expression through his messy hair. His scrutiny was playful and subtly intriguing, under coercion, it could easily make people flustered and reveal flaws.
However, Duan Zege remained calm and composed, “One? No, you didn’t kill any. As long as no one saw you do it, it’s not your deed.”
Lou Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, changing the topic, “But the living people in this village saw us.”
The implication was that if the cultists wanted to suspect, they would eventually find evidence on him.
But Lou Yan also knew that even if the cultists really suspected that he had killed Cai Mo and the others, as long as there was no concrete evidence, they wouldn’t dare to provoke him, a fierce man with resources, background, and strong personal strength who could destroy the Red Coffin.
Moreover, even Wen Yian knew about Lou Yan’s existence, and Lou Yan was sure that more than just Wen Yian among the cultists would pay attention to him.
His purpose in appearing here could completely align with the cultists’ purpose. As long as the cultists didn’t provoke him, there was no reason for them to act against him.
The cultists were a group of lunatics, a group of maggots, but they weren’t brainless. As long as there was no evidence, they wouldn’t go crazy barking at Lou Yan.
At this stage, the cultists were still in the early stages of development. People like Cai Mo could occupy a place among the cultists, indicated how lacking people were in the cultists. This was also why Lou Yan chose to conceal his appearance when facing the cultists but appeared openly in front of the villagers.
Lou Yan understood all this very well, so he wasn’t worried at all. But he deliberately said so just to see what Duan Zege would say.
Duan Zege chuckled, his voice hoarse and deep, “We came to buy furniture and encountered anomalies. We cooperated with the villagers to eliminate the anomalies. Is there anything wrong with that? No. What does the death of the cultists have to do with us?”
He shook his head, evaluating with a hint of pity, “It can only be said that those three cultists were just unlucky.”
Lou Yan laughed directly, laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped smiling and said extremely coldly, “But I won’t only kill one cultist. Sooner or later, I will be on the cultist’s blacklist.”
Just like in the previous life, Lou Yan and Li Sanxin were put on the cultist’s blacklist directly because they killed too many cultists. They were hunted down by the cultists crazily, and coupled with the threat of anomalies, they eventually sought refuge in Fu Xuezhou’s team out of exhaustion.
“You don’t need to hide for long,” Duan Zege shook his head, his voice now carrying a hint of amusement. He said with a confident tone, “When the people around you become strong enough and no longer become your weakness — you will become the most feared existence by the cultists.”
“What existence?” Lu Haoxiu walked in carelessly from outside, placing various condiments on the table and asked curiously, “What are you guys talking about?”
Lou Yan glanced at Duan Zege with a smile but not a smile, picked up his fork, and continued eating, “Nothing much, your Brother Duan is just painting castles in the air for me.”
Lu Haoxiu made a playful expression towards Duan Zege, “Brother Duan, can you paint one for me too?”
Duan Zege looked at Lou Yan’s indifferent attitude towards the food and couldn’t help but sigh with some frustration. He lazily said to Lu Haoxiu, “Eat your food. Sooner or later, you’ll become the strongest in the universe.”
Lu Haoxiu: “… Oh, come on.” You’re just brushing me off!
After finishing the meal, Duan Zege went to the neighboring room to clean up Lou Yan’s traces. He wiped everything Lou Yan touched and directly burned the two file packages into ashes.
After everything was settled, everyone tidied up and went to sleep. Lou Yan laid on the bed, closed his eyes, and recalled the thrilling experiences of the night one by one. Eventually, he fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.
Early the next morning, Lou Yan was gently awakened by Li Sanxin.
“Lou Yan?”
Lou Yan frowned impatiently, opened his eyes, but was forced to close them again by the bright light. “What time is it?”
“It’s ten o’clock,” Li Sanxin handed him a hot towel to wipe his face, “Teacher Lin and the others are planning to take the villagers out of the village to seek official help. They asked if we wanted to join them.”
Lou Yan took the hot towel and wiped his face, feeling the drowsiness vanish instantly. He quickly wiped his face and said, “Let’s go together. I’ll freshen up first. How are you?”
“I’m fine,” Li Sanxin stood by the bed, looking refreshed. He had broad shoulders and long legs, handsome and suave. But when he heard Lou Yan’s question, his expression suddenly became somewhat strange, and he touched his abs awkwardly, “It’s just… um, I feel uncomfortable knowing there’s a ghost baby around.”
Lou Yan glanced at him and chuckled, somewhat gleefully, “Don’t worry, I think you’d make a great male mother.”
Li Sanxin’s mouth twitched, feeling the urge to punch something. He gritted his teeth and forced out a twisted smile, “What did you say? I didn’t catch that, say it again?”
Lou Yan chuckled, gave Li Sanxin a sympathetic look, and walked out of the room lightly to freshen up.
Li Sanxin pressed his temples, then followed, shouting, “Lou Yan!”
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