The Frenzied Savior - Chapter 36

Could it be…

Had he finally developed the neutralizing reagent?

It had to be!

When Fu Qingya set his mind to something, his focus was bordering on the obsessive. For the past few days, he had been so consumed by his research that Luo Mingyuan feared he might collapse from exhaustion or starve to death at any moment.

If the reagent hadn’t been completed, there was no way Fu Qingya would have appeared here in person. To him, anything that wasn’t research was a complete waste of time.

Luo Mingyuan couldn’t fathom how Fu Qingya had developed such a stubborn streak.

Realizing the implications, a flicker of hope crossed Luo Mingyuan’s eyes. Although he desperately wanted to voice his hope and confirm the theory, he kept quiet. He didn’t want to pile the weight of everyone’s expectations onto Fu Qingya’s shoulders. He simply watched as Fu Qingya popped the seal on the vial, gripped Li Xiaowen’s jaw to keep her still, and poured in half of the liquid.

“Gah—”

The girl, who had been thrashing in a manic frenzy, suddenly froze. She twisted her head to the side, her mouth hanging open as she began to retch.

Fu Qingya dodged to the side just in time. A foul, black spider-like creature surged out of the girl’s throat, landing on the ward floor with a wet thud. It stained the pristine tiles with a layer of viscous, black slime.

Thwack!

A snow-white scalpel plunged through the black spider’s head with lethal precision, pinning it firmly to the floor.

“Pathogen delivery unit for Special Series Virus, mechanical heart neutralized. Delivery suspended. Requesting reinforcements,” a cold, mechanical voice droned from the twitching creature pinned beneath the blade.

The sound snapped everyone out of their shock.

The black liquid, the grotesque creature, and that chilling mechanical voice created a scene so surreal and eerie that Li Xiaowen’s parents choked back their screams.

Anxiety for their daughter finally outweighed their terror. Her father asked in a trembling voice, “What… what is a ‘Special Series Virus pathogen delivery unit’? Why was that thing inside our Xiaowen?”

Luo Mingyuan, now fully on guard, stared at the unknown entity on the floor.

The thing was pitch black, its body a mix of mechanical textures and blue, fleshy limbs. It sat in a pool of dark bile, looking like a horrific experiment from a sci-fi movie, grotesque and utterly alien.

How did something like this end up inside Li Xiaowen? Since when did Earth harbor such twisted technology?

Why hadn’t he heard even a whisper of this?

Because even Luo Mingyuan was in the dark about the creature’s origins, he couldn’t offer the easy, practiced comfort he usually gave to victims’ families.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Fu Qingya. “Is the danger gone?”

Luo Mingyuan’s question held a deeper meaning. Perhaps only Fu Qingya knew if that mechanical spider’s “warning” posed a secondary threat.

Hearing this, the parents tensed up, momentarily forgetting the monster on the floor as they looked imploringly at Fu Qingya.

Fu Qingya pulled a pair of milk-white gloves from his pocket. While one hand drew the blade back, a series of clicks echoed from his other hand as several slender mechanical pincers extended, clamping down on the spider’s legs and completely immobilizing it.

Stepping around the foul puddle, he returned to the bedside and helped Li Xiaowen sit up.

Snap.

He reset her dislocated jaw with a quick motion. Only then did he turn to Luo Mingyuan. “It’s just an alarm designed to sow discord. Aside from scaring people and relaying useless data, it’s worthless.”

“In their eyes, once a tool is broken, it’s just trash. They won’t bother using it twice.”

Luo Mingyuan felt a massive wave of relief at those words. Developing a formula was one thing, but mass-producing it was another. If this thing acted like a “time bomb” that could adapt its toxicity, everyone infected would be in grave danger.

Thankfully, it seemed the device couldn’t control the virus autonomously.

With his mind somewhat at ease, Luo Mingyuan stepped in front of the parents, who were about to bombard Fu Qingya with more questions. “Perhaps I can answer your questions for the time being.”

The heavy lifting was done; there was no reason to make Fu Qingya handle the cleanup and bureaucracy as well. Luo Mingyuan’s job now was to calm the family and keep this bizarre “poisoning case” under wraps.

The parents looked toward the bed with worry. After vomiting up that creature, their daughter had fallen into a deep coma. While they wanted answers, they cared more about her survival.

“She’s recovered. Don’t worry.”

Having finally cleared his head, Fu Qingya noticed their distress and offered a rare explanation for her state.

Right now, society was still stable and orderly. It hadn’t yet reached the state of numbness where death was a daily occurrence. The sight of this couple’s genuine, agonizing concern caused Fu Qingya to daze for a moment.

In this era, death was still a distant concept for most. People felt terror when attacked, they fought back, and they trembled with anxiety when their loved ones were hurt. They didn’t yet possess the hollow eyes of those who simply collected corpses and waited for the end to arrive.

This scene, so vivid it felt like a dream from a past life, only served to deepen Fu Qingya’s hatred for the invaders from the A48 Galaxy.

If those extraterrestrial beings hadn’t coveted Earth, treating humans like livestock and slaughtering them without mercy, this world wouldn’t have transformed from a vibrant, living place into a post-apocalyptic wasteland defined by desolation and fear.

“Just a trick played by garbage.”

Fu Qingya’s clear eyes turned incredibly cold, like a fierce predator locking onto its prey, ready to strike a fatal blow.

The overwhelming pressure and the primal fear of being watched by a carnivore made the parents freeze, their lips trembling.

This person…

Who exactly did he work for? He looked so young, yet his aura was terrifying. They were decades older than him, yet they found themselves afraid to even breathe.

And what did he know? Why did he look so murderous, as if he were ready to tear someone apart?

Shivering, the parents stammered out their thanks and huddled by their daughter’s bedside, keeping their heads down and tending to her with extreme caution.

Luo Mingyuan, however, keenly sensed that something was very wrong with Fu Qingya’s emotional state.

Support