Lu Feng took off the last petal from Lu Feng’s neck and glanced at Dr Ji with a flat expression. “Ji Balan,” he said. “I overestimated your personality.”

“Fine, fine.” Dr Ji raised his hands in surrender. “It is my fault. I underestimated the moral standards of the Judge.’

Lu Feng didn’t say anything.

“I was wrong, I admit it. It isn’t that your personality is too noble. It is that my moral standards are indeed relatively low.” Dr Ji continued to beg for mercy but he rolled his eyes. He saw Lu Feng holding his wrist and started looking for safety.

“If I was given such a little baby…” He grinned, extending his hand and making a gesture. “I would tie him to the bed and then….”

Lu Feng sent him a cold look.

“…Then dissect him.” Dr Ji shut his mouth when he was done.

“Dr Ji’s brain is out of order.” Lu Feng lowered his head to look at An Zhe. “You can consider treating him with mycelium.”

“It isn’t necessary!” Dr Ji was shocked. “I’ll just go.”

Lu Feng’s proposal of murdering Dr Ji didn’t arouse any interest in An Zhe. An Zhe just stood on tiptoe and kissed the side of Lu Feng’s face.

Dr Ji repeated again, “Che.”

Lu Feng told him, “You can go.”

“Are you treating your best friend like this? Colonel Lu.” Dr Ji protested.

“Yes.”

“I don’t even have the qualifications to watch you play house?” Dr Ji’s voice was mixed with a hint of heartbreak.

“No.”

The words ‘play house’ aroused An Zhe’s interest and he looked up at An Zhe.

“So cute.” Dr Ji looked at him with eyes shining with a strange light. “You will cry for a long time after dissection.”

An Zhe always felt that Dr Ji was possessed by something. Perhaps it was Boss Shaw.

Dr Ji sighed and turned his attention back to the pale blue reagent bottle.

“Colonel Lu, you really won’t try this?” He asked. “Extract 1014 has no side effects. In combination with the small magnetic pole frequency modulation, one of the three subjects had perfect night vision after being injected with it. You were the one who brought it back from the Abyss a month ago.”

Sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the vine leaves and touched the slender glass tube, causing the reagent to sparkle. Lu Feng just glanced at it.

Facing the doctor’s expression of anticipation, An Zhe replied for Lu Feng, “He doesn’t want to.”

“Tsk.” Dr Ji turned away with his reagent and fiddled with the communicator. “Polly is calling me. Goodbye.”

An Zhe replied, “Goodbye, Doctor.”