Chapter 155 Philosophical Discussion

Unlike Tang Shi's excitement, Zhou Ze now felt a chill down his spine, because he had witnessed the scene of that dilapidated body wandering in the research institute, using death to depict art.

That leisurely pace, that methodical approach,

it was as if the only thing missing was arranging nine large copper coins in front of you, asking you how many ways there were to write the character "death."

If others said, "When I go crazy, even I'm afraid of myself," it was just a joke,

then for the current Boss Zhou,

this was truly the most fitting description.

Clearly, they were both himself,

but deep down, he truly harbored an extremely strong apprehension towards that one.

"Actually… you've always overlooked a problem."

Tang Shi said as she slowly walked forward.

"What problem?"

"That is, the former you, is you;

the current you, is also you.

Since the current you is you, then the former you, is no longer you."

The old Taoist counted so many "yous" beside him, and honestly, he didn't understand what Tang Shi meant. At the same time, the old Taoist began to wonder:

These dead ghosts are indeed different from ordinary people.

In such a gloomy and terrifying place,

they're actually discussing philosophy.

To be honest, the old Taoist was now regretting coming down with them. He knew he should have stayed above to keep watch. This place was already unnerving enough, and they were saying strange things.

Zhou Ze, on the other hand, understood. What Tang Shi meant was that the scenes he saw in his dreams were of the former him killing people.

So,

eighty years later,

he had become Zhou Ze. He had lost a lot of memories and only remembered that he was Zhou Ze, but the soul had been passed down, and this was why he could also become a zombie.

Therefore,

he and that dilapidated body could not possibly appear in the same era. Even if the other party was here now, it was just a body.

Because the soul of that dilapidated figure who wreaked havoc and created death art here eighty years ago had become his current soul.

So,

leaving only an empty shell here definitely wasn't as threatening as before.

"You don't seem to care at all about your past, I don't sense any urgency from you to find out your true identity or your past."

Tang Shi asked, avoiding a dried corpse under her feet.

"I only remember that I am me, I am Zhou Ze, and I think that's pretty good." Zhou Ze replied.

"Heh, great mentality."

"There are many stories in my bookstore where the protagonist goes through great pains to solve the mystery of their background or find the forgotten truth, but that's too tiring."

"Very true." Tang Shi nodded.

"Actually, the most important thing is that if I regain my former self, I'm afraid I won't be the current me anymore. For the current me, it's almost the same as being 'killed'."

The old Taoist was completely confused listening from behind.

Damn it,

these two lovebirds are addicted to chatting, aren't they?

And they're chatting so profoundly.

Finally,

they arrived at the door of that laboratory, which was closed.

"In the end, did he run back to the safe?" Tang Shi asked.

"I'm not sure."

"Creak…"

The decaying door slowly opened, making a harsh friction sound that echoed throughout the research institute, with echoes even coming from some distant corners, as if the souls of the dead were still wailing.

"Miss Tang, can we just open the door with our hands now? The way you open the door always makes me feel uneasy."

The old Taoist complained softly from the side.

Tang Shi looked at the old Taoist and shrugged.

"If I told you that I didn't use telekinesis just now, would you feel even more uneasy?"

"…" The old Taoist.

Tang Shi didn't rush in. Instead, she looked around again, feeling as if something was hidden in some dark corner, watching them.

"Zhou Ze, we seem to have overlooked a fundamental problem. I'm sorry, I haven't dealt with such a complex matter as yours before, so I didn't think of it."

"What?"

"That is, since the current you is here, you are Zhou Ze. Doesn't that mean something must have happened to the one who stayed here during these eighty years?

Otherwise,

where did you come from?"

"Bang!"

As soon as Tang Shi finished speaking,

a muffled sound came from inside the laboratory.

Tang Shi's eyes narrowed. Without bothering to continue discussing the previous issue with Zhou Ze, she walked directly into the laboratory.

The safe door was closed, and there was dust in the air. There was a hole about the size of a human face on the safe.

And below, there was a dried corpse with only bones left. The skull was whiter than the other parts of the body, as if it had just been cleaned.

The old Taoist hid behind Zhou Ze, holding the talisman in his hand, but his eyes kept wandering over the dried corpse, while asking Zhou Ze:

"Boss, that skull can be taken back, it's like a work of art."

"You take it back." Zhou Ze didn't have any interest in it.

Tang Shi glanced at Zhou Ze, signaling that she was going to open the safe.

Zhou Ze nodded and moved slightly to the side, ready to provide support no matter what happened.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak…"

A slight friction sound came from the safe, as if something inside was pulling on the door, preventing Tang Shi from opening it with telekinesis.

Tang Shi frowned slightly,

and increased her strength.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang,

and the entire safe flew up.

Yes,

it flew up.

Zhou Ze immediately pushed the old Taoist away, and then he also moved aside, avoiding being hit by the safe.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss…"

The safe door opened by itself,

and suddenly, giant rats rushed out. Each of these rats was as big as a small cat, with black light gleaming in their eyes. They weren't afraid of people and gathered in front of them, as if they were ready to attack at any moment.

And below where the safe had been, there was a large hole, a sunken pit with lingering white smoke.

Tang Shi manipulated two pieces of glass on the ground and swept them directly at the large rats. The rats were instantly torn apart, suffering heavy casualties. The remaining ones were immediately frightened and scurried back into the hole.

"What just happened?" Zhou Ze asked Tang Shi, glancing at the rat corpse fragments on the ground.

"Something was wrestling with me from below."

Tang Shi didn't rush to the cave but looked at the surrounding walls.

"Zhou Ze, I don't think the problem now is as simple as dealing with the body you left behind. There really is something else here."

As soon as Tang Shi finished speaking,

cracks suddenly began to appear on the walls of the laboratory, and tentacle-like things suddenly swept over, the air making a whistling sound, carrying an extremely strong force!

Tang Shi held out her hands, and telekinesis formed an invisible wall, blocking most of the tentacles.

One tentacle pierced through from another direction and was directly grabbed by Zhou Ze just as it was about to touch Tang Shi. Then he cut it open with his fingernails. Instantly, a pool of foul-smelling liquid appeared in Zhou Ze's palm.

At the same time, rustling sounds also came from other locations in the research institute, as if countless vines were extending towards here.

"Crack, crack, crack…"

The nearby glass was also broken, and those vines quickly blocked all the exits and gaps in the laboratory. They didn't attack but began to secrete a thick, milky-white liquid. This white liquid had an extremely strong corrosive smell, and when it landed on the ground, it felt like sulfuric acid was being splashed.

"Damn it, what the hell is this thing?" The old Taoist's body trembled with fear.

This scene was like they had walked into the stomach of a man-eating flower, and now it was preparing to digest them.

"It should be a plant that's been affected by this place." Tang Shi said, frowning slightly. "No, it's a demon. I felt something was strange before. There's not a trace of ghost energy here, but I always felt like something was watching me. It's a demon!"

"Squish… squish…"

The milky-white liquid around them began to increase, gradually approaching Zhou Ze and the others.

"It's trying to drive us into that hole."

Zhou Ze pointed to the place where the rats had just scurried back to.

"You have a big presence. We came here, and you didn't take the initiative to come out to see us, but you want us to actively worship you?"

Tang Shi closed her eyes,

and then slowly opened them again.

In the depths of her eyes, purple light was flickering, and her whole body seemed to float up, of course, the floating distance wasn't high, only a few centimeters.

Then,

the wind started to blow,

and instantly, the white liquid that was surging on the ground also floated up, flying backwards, and all splashed on those tentacles.

The liquid that had clearly been secreted from those tentacles before now had the same harm to them. In an instant, Zhou Ze's dense tentacles began to twist and melt crazily, and then began to retreat quickly, the air filled with a strong smell of grilled gluten.

Tang Shi closed her eyes again,

took a deep breath,

and her body swayed slightly, but she still held on. She was already a little overdrawn.

"Crack crack… crack crack…"

A clear friction sound began to come from below the cave, as if something was moving towards here.

That thing,

is coming.

A shadow,

slowly rose from below the cave,

like a human face.

The old Taoist took out his mobile phone flashlight and shone it over there, his eyes immediately widening.

In the cave,

what was revealed,

was half a human face,

the other half, as if it had been cut off extremely smoothly, still carrying a strange luster.