Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 435 - 448: He Still Hasn’t Returned

His consciousness was somewhat blurred, and he had to muster all his willpower to stay awake. Would he lose his self-will in the future?

Word by word, he struggled to ask Wei Linnan, "But I’ve transformed into this form, how am I supposed to fulfill my responsibilities to the family and Xingyu? I can’t possibly appear in front of others like this!"

Wei Linnan looked at him with little concern, "Well, I must apologize to you. I didn’t expect that injecting just a minuscule amount of Scatana active substance would cause such severe changes to a human male. But don’t worry, experiments always have unexpected occurrences. To guard against accidents, I’ve already prepared an emergency plan — I’ve collected your cell samples, and should anything happen to you, I can clone you at any time. Figure, appearance, DNA, personality, memory... exactly identical. He will live on in your stead, inheriting your status, property, everything in the family, and take on your responsibilities to the family and your wife and children, without them ever discovering he’s merely a clone. Isn’t this perfect?"

The night was pitch-black, and torrential rain poured.

Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the wind howled, as massive trees collapsed, crashing heavily onto the road ahead of his car.

Only at this moment did Lu Shifeng realize the nature of the deal he had made with Wei Linnan. He only now understood that even though he and his family had already deemed Wei Linnan very dangerous, the man was far more mysterious and perilous than they imagined! He was conducting human experiments forbidden worldwide! He even possessed the technology to clone living humans!

"Who are you...?" he asked with struggle, while battling the bestial mutative reaction stirring within him.

"Who am I?" Wei Linnan smiled gently, his white lab coat spotless, though there was rare vagueness in his mirror-like eyes, "Like you, just a pitiful person."

Lu Shifeng grasped at something beside him, in agony, as the mutative reaction within his body grew increasingly intense, and he was already unable to bear it.

He wanted to cry out in pain, but what came forth was a low growl akin to that of a beast. His heart was icy, uncertain if he would completely lose self-awareness the next second.

"One last... question..." His voice struggled immensely, and he knew he could only ask one remaining question with his remaining sanity, "Will I... completely lose human consciousness?"

Wei Linnan’s eyes, smooth and mirror-like, seemed almost non-human, staring at him silently for a second before saying, "To be honest, I’m surprised. The mutative factor in your body is extraordinarily active, which is very different from the experiments I conducted on lab mice. For the low-level organisms on this planet, there is no chance of resisting such an active Scatana Factor. In half an hour, you will fully beastify and will attack every visible living creature according to Scatana’s instinct to kill. When you cause panic in nearby towns, you’ll likely be killed by the police or something as a monster. But rest assured, I’ll take care of your remains. I wouldn’t want my hard-earned experimental body to be taken by humans as a rarity for research. What do you want your epitaph to say? Given our acquaintance, perhaps if I’m in a good mood, I’ll bury you after the autopsy experiment."

Lu Shifeng punched the windshield.

This time, the force was greater, directly shattering the glass. The reflection of Wei Linnan vanished in that instant.

He was already unable to think about who Wei Linnan really was, or what he really was. His consciousness was becoming increasingly chaotic, raising a pair of blood-red eyes to gaze at the boundless storm outside the car.

Kill...

Kill...

Kill...!

Kill!

Countless voices shouted and clamored in his mind.

Yet one faint human voice told him, no, Lu Shifeng, you cannot kill, you are human!

Two completely opposing voices controlled him, tortured him...

On the night of torrential rain, a deep, prolonged roar like that of a beast suddenly echoed across the empty suburbs, unsettling creatures within a hundred-mile radius. In a university laboratory, lab mice scurried about chaotically; in a wildlife park, a tiger, previously asleep, suddenly sprang up; in a purebred dog kennel, a group of Tibetan mastiffs growled uneasily, emitting fearful whines...

Meanwhile, in the wealthy district of S City, in Rose Villa, Su Xingyu suddenly awoke from her sleep without quite knowing why.

Instinctively, she glanced at the stormy scene outside the window, feeling restless as though something unseen was tugging at her nerves. She barely managed to calm herself, turning her head to check on Han, a little child sleeping soundly on the soft, large bed, eyes gently closed, with long, dense eyelashes.

She leaned over to tuck the child’s blanket corner, donned a coat, and got up to leave the bedroom.

She descended the stairs.

The living room was empty, dimly lit.

But she heard sounds coming from the small kitchen nearby, and upon walking over, she saw Mrs. Gui still cooking at the stove, the aroma of the food wafting around.

Seeing her, Mrs. Gui was a bit surprised, quickly wiping her hands on her apron and turning around to greet, "Madam."

Then asked, "Still awake at this late hour?"

"What time is it?" Su Xingyu asked.

Mrs. Gui glanced at the clock hanging in the kitchen, "It’s two in the morning."

"Lu Shifeng hasn’t returned yet?" She was familiar with Mrs. Gui’s habits: as long as the master hadn’t returned, Mrs. Gui wouldn’t rest. The kitchen would always have a pot of hot soup, ready for the person returning late to enjoy a warm meal.

A flash of worry passed across Mrs. Gui’s expression, "Yes, the young master hasn’t returned. Such heavy rain, he might be stuck on the road?" She spoke, also anxiously glancing out the window, noticing the storm had not subsided in the slightest, "That Zhou is something else too, coming back alone without returning to pick up the young master. After all these years of not driving himself, in such bad weather, should something happen, what would we do..."

She muttered halfway through, suddenly turning to look at Su Xingyu, somewhat awkwardly, "Madam, please don’t take it to heart, I’m not blaming you."

Tonight, Zhou had left Lu Shifeng alone to escort Su Xingyu.

Su Xingyu knew Mrs. Gui wasn’t intentional and did not fault her, instead joining at the window to look at the rain outside. Strangely, the feeling of unease in her heart grew stronger. "Did you call him?" she asked, although she had cursed Lu Shifeng furiously a few hours ago in her rage at the child’s predicament. Now, with the child safely returned, her heart was still hanging on him.