In the laboratory, the black shadows on the wall were crawling, and David seemed to be accustomed to it. He had grown up in the castle since he was a child, and it was more disgusting than fearful.

He hated these shadows, hiding in the dark basement walls, but he had to coexist with them.

His thoughts were particularly clear tonight, and long-standing memories came back to his mind.

David stood up from the workbench. His body, which had been sitting still for a long time, was already a little stiff. He staggered and almost lost his balance.

His face became thinner and thinner, and the black smoke ring became more obvious due to lack of sleep.

He stared at the two bottles of potion left and silently picked up the first bottle. The lights in the room glowed palely. He walked straight to the back of the cabinet and reached out to turn one of the glass bottles.

The wall behind him creaked open, revealing a downward passage.

He turned on the flashlight and walked slowly down. The two sides of the underground passage were made of stones.

There were constant murmurs coming from the walls, and David walking in the corridor was like walking through a nightmare.

At the end of the corridor is a small stone room with a beautiful coffin in the center.

The cover is transparent, and the red-haired woman lying inside has an appearance similar to Tracy's. Her eyes are closed.

The cover slid and he whispered softly: "Emma, ​​I know, you are not Emma."

Taking out the potion, he bent down and slowly poured the potion into her mouth.

Black shadows move on the wall, an unpleasant smell permeates the stone house, and Emma's body temperature rises in the coffin...

He took a step back, turned around and walked out quickly.

Above the coffin, countless black shadows are gathering...

David gasped and almost collapsed in the laboratory. The hole was already closed.

Sitting on the ground, he took out an old sheepskin manual from the large pocket of his white coat and opened one page.

[Don’t use this recipe lightly, after all, anyone can get a body without a mind.]

He laughed "hahaha", his voice dry and full of despair: "You go ahead and fight for it."

He got up from the ground, straightened his clothes, put the second tube of potion in his arms, and locked the door of the laboratory.

The clock just struck 12 midnight.

David slowly walked into the bedroom...

Early the next morning, Qiuli, who had barely slept all night, was not as mentally weak as she thought. Her physical fitness was indeed excellent.

Apart from getting a little colder at night, nothing unusual happened.

After washing her face, she walked quickly toward the basement. She was a little worried about Tracy's safety.

At the entrance of the corridor, she saw Selina who was going downstairs. She was safe if she survived to this day.

Her demeanor obviously relaxed, and she even said hello to Qiuli briskly.

Qiuli responded with a smile: "Breakfast will be ready in a moment. You go to the restaurant and wait for a while."

"Okay, you go do your business first." Selena waved goodbye.

Qiuli stood at the door of the basement, pushed the door gently, and the door opened. She looked at the dark basement, walked in and turned on the light.

The lights illuminate the entire hall.

Qiuli stared blankly at the scene in front of her. The door to the bedroom was opened, the carpet was stained red with blood, David's body fell at the door of the bedroom, and Tracy's body was like a torn doll...

But the door of the laboratory seemed to be burned by fire, and it was dark and emitted a pungent burnt smell.

"It's all data, it's all data!" Qiuli closed her eyes and opened them after a while.

He put his hands together and bowed, feeling sad for Tracy.

He turned around and walked out, suddenly stopping at the door.

She turned around again and walked in, stopping next to David's body. A book slipped halfway out of his coat pocket. She bent down and picked it up.

The texture I bought is not paper, but more like the skin of some kind of animal, very soft.

At the same time, several lines of text appeared in front of you:

[Miko’s Notes:

Countless lost witchcrafts have been recorded, and its magical power cannot be mastered by mortals. It is the source of chaos, the beginning of ambition and the prelude to tragedy.

Read it carefully and you can become the best doctor and excellent pharmacist.

Note: Don’t be noticed by the witch.】

Her eyebrows jumped and she quickly put the notebook away.

As soon as I walked into the corridor of the hall, I saw the cook trotting over. She stopped when she saw Qiuli: "Dear Qiuli, the communication is connected. The bus will be here in a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a car horn came from the gate of the castle.

A blue and white bus was slowly driving in and stopped at the main entrance of the castle.

An ordinary-looking young man jumped out of the car and walked towards the hall.

Selena stood up and walked forward quickly.

The person who came was very polite: "I am Joseph, the driver of the bus. Are you a guest? Please follow me."

He glanced at the cook and Qiuli, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Are you employees of the castle?"

"Yes, a lot of terrible things happened this week, and a lot of people died!" the cook said quickly.

"Oh, that's terrible. Another car will arrive in a moment and they will handle the matter. Please wait." Joseph replied to the cook politely.

Selena smiled and waved to Qiuli: "It seems I don't have time to enjoy your breakfast. Goodbye."

The car comes fast and goes fast.

The cook sighed: "When another car comes, someone will scan our heads."

Qiuli was puzzled: "Sweep your head?"

The cook nodded: "Sweeping my head hurts a bit, I don't like it." She frowned, her expression depressed.

Qiuli's heart suddenly shrank. Could the brain scan she was talking about mean data reorganization, or in layman's terms, memory overwriting, erasing this memory?

Or what's even scarier is that her existence will disappear.

Before she could finish thinking, another bus drove in, and two middle-aged men, one tall and one short, wearing glasses, got off. They were not as polite as Joseph, but they acted rudely and spoke rudely.

The tall man at the head walked up to the cook and said, "Come here first."

He turned to the short man and ordered: "Collect all the corpses and don't pull them down like last time."

The short man snorted: "I know, it's going to take a long time to clean up again. When you're done, come over and help!"

The tall man nodded: "Okay, don't be nagging, go quickly, I'll be back in a moment."

The short man stopped talking, adjusted his glasses, looked around, and then walked toward the stairs.

The cook was brought to the dining table in the hall and sat down. The tall man took out a helmet and put it on the cook's head. Qiuli stood not far away and watched the scene.

After a while, I saw the cook's brows furrowed, with a look of pain on her face.

Five minutes later, the man stood up, reached out and took off her helmet, turned to Qiuli and shouted: "It's your turn, come here quickly!"

Qiuli's heart sank, and she suddenly remembered the tube of potion. At this moment, she had no other choice, so she turned her back, uncorked the bottle, and drank the potion in one breath.

The taste of the potion was hard to describe, but she would rather drink a few more bottles of this potion than what would happen next.

She walked over anxiously and sat on the chair like a cook.

At this moment, the cook was like a puppet, sitting there blankly.
Chapter completed!