Chen Yan had provided a great deal of information, but whether it was true or false, Li Ming wasn’t sure.
If what she said was true, then this series of events would probably not end easily.
He stroked his chin, pacing back and forth, then suddenly asked, "That letter, it was also your doing, wasn’t it?"
Chen Yan nodded with difficulty, "Correct, that was the first opportunity for me to get in touch with you, and the content was meant to make you actively reach out to the organization in secret."
"You don’t know what was written inside?" Li Ming asked, slightly surprised upon hearing this.
"I only know what I need to know," Chen Yan shook her head, her frail body trembling: "The content shouldn’t be related to my plan."
The Torch Organization really went to great lengths with him, with numerous plans unfolding one after the other, regardless of which one succeeded.
Glancing at the increasingly weak Chen Yan, Li Ming pondered, "Although I’m not certain about the truth of your words, seeing your attitude, I can spare your life for now."
Killing this woman would be easy, but alerting the Torch Organization wasn’t a good idea; it was better to keep her under control and play a slow game with Torch.
Chen Yan was frustrated; this guy’s paranoia was too severe. She was being suspected out of the blue, with answers being assumed and processes deduced backward, which she had never seen before.
"By the way, I recorded everything that just happened. If you have any other sneaky ideas, I’ll post it online," Li Ming added.
Chen Yan, who had tried to stand up with determination, nearly fell to the ground again, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.
"An organization surely won’t tolerate betrayal; your parents or your brother, or some other relatives, will definitely be dismembered."
Chen Yan’s breathing quickened, and she clenched her teeth, "Give me my arm back."
Li Ming casually kicked it over, adding considerately, "It’s been less than twenty minutes since it broke off, it can still be reattached. When we go out, just say you accidentally cut your hand off in my room."
Chen Yan remained silent, tearing off the clothing wrapped around her wound, connecting the stump, her pale forehead beaded with sweat, and from the wound, flesh buds began to sprout and slowly heal.
A few minutes later, Chen Yan gasped for air, visibly weakened even more, and Li Ming handed her a tube of nutrient fluid, curious, "Is this a superpower of yours? Can you regenerate limbs?"
Chen Yan took the nutrient fluid, hesitated a moment, dared not drink it and said with a cold voice, "It’s a kind of gecko gene seed. It’s not limb regeneration, just wound healing, it’s not very useful."
Although she was a seedling from Torch, once she’d been planted, she could not use any resources from Torch, naturally not having access to any decent gene seeds.
Such auxiliary gene seeds also had very low potential.
"I can’t go out ; I need to take a shower," she said, resting a while, as her half arm, discolored due to blood loss, gradually regained its rosy glow.
"Over there..." Li Ming pointed, Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, not blaming her for her weakness. She was currently only a Grade E life form, with high potential for development, surely sent to lay in wait.
She walked unsteadily to the bathroom; the sound of water poured out.
Li Ming still pondered the recent events. Chen Yan’s movements were swift, washing the bloodstains off her body, wearing a shirt with the bottom torn off, her hair damp, revealing her smooth and flat abdomen.
"I’ll go first..." Chen Yan saw Li Ming lying on the bed, not sure what he was doing, and hesitantly spoke up.
"Wait..." Li Ming sat up and gave her an evaluative look.
Chen Yan’s mouth twitched into a smile, seemingly pondering something.
"Clean the floor for me," Li Ming said indifferently.
Chen Yan’s face stiffened. Clean the floor?
"That’s it?" she couldn’t help asking.
"What else?" Li Ming looked at her, "You don’t plan on getting into bed, do you? Get a physical exam tomorrow, and bring me the report. I’ll think about it then."
Viruses from interstellar space can be quite terrifying.
Chen Yan’s pale complexion turned visibly red, not from shyness but from anger, yet she held back.
She silently took out the cloth she had used to bandage the wound, moistened it with water, and scrubbed the bloodstains on the floor, moving back and forth several times until the floor was clean.
"It’s clean," Chen Yan said expressionlessly.
"Alright, remember to close the door behind you when you go out," Li Ming reminded her.
The door closed heavily. Chen Yan lowered her head, took a few deep breaths, looked up at the surveillance camera in the corridor, and forced a smile.
The next morning, Li Ming went to the training room as usual, but he felt something was off. The few people he encountered greeted him with a strange look on their faces.
Though they didn’t show it explicitly, he could sense the unusual stares.
"What now..." He grabbed a few familiar faces and asked, but they just shook their heads and continuously apologized with a smile.
He didn’t take it to heart, and a few days passed.
Today was Fu Zongchen’s inauguration banquet.
Luo Chuan accompanied him, and the two were selecting suits. On the virtual screen beside them, Fu Zongchen’s inauguration speech was playing, full of spirit, fervent and impassioned.
Many bigwigs from Blue Star were there, and there were also a few Grade B life forms present.
Fu Zongchen had kept a low profile, and Li Ming hadn’t found a suitable opportunity over the past few days.
"This suit will do." Li Ming casually pointed at a black suit, got dressed neatly, and Li Ruoning took care of the details for him with a resentful look in her eyes.
Li Ming was now aware of why the atmosphere in the lab had been slightly peculiar these past few days.
It was all because of the day he had called Chen Yan into his room.