Chapter 13: Perverts Can Transform Too

Huff—! Huff—!

Serena was panting heavily in a room.

The failure of her ability just now had nearly gotten her shot by the homemade gun, but her right arm still took an arrow that hung there, blood continuously flowing from the wound.

Damn it—!

Serena cursed inwardly about what had just happened; she hadn’t expected her ability to fail at such a critical moment, almost costing her life.

“Pfft hehe…”

So this is the price of the experiment…

Serena suddenly mocked herself.

And how she escaped from those blood clan: in the instant they fired, Serena hurriedly activated her ability once more.

But while she dodged the gun, she didn’t dodge the arrow.

While escaping, she kept praying her ability wouldn’t fail again, as she ran to one of the rooms on the top floor to hide.

“Mm—”

Serena’s hand reached for the arrow; gritting her teeth, she yanked it out forcefully.

Mm—!!!!

Serena let out a pained whimper, forcing herself not to cry out, not to let them discover her here.

Then she tossed the arrow aside; blood slowly flowed from the wound. 

Now Serena could only wait—wait until her injury healed completely.

But to heal the wound, Serena didn’t know how long it would take to recover fully, and there were no blood bags here to replenish the energy needed for healing.

In the worst case, she might pass out from blood loss before the wound healed.

No…

She absolutely couldn’t fall here…

If she fell here, what awaited her was endless experiments and torture.

And at that point, only death would be liberation.

Serena didn’t want to suffer that treatment; she absolutely couldn’t let them catch her while unconscious!

She could only silently pray that the wound on her body would heal quickly, that she could quickly take down those blood clan, while praying she wouldn’t pass out.

It hurts so much…

So painful…

Serena curled up, the pain on her body constantly urging her to cry out, but she absolutely couldn’t do that.

She could only distract herself, to forget the pain from the wound.

No one has ever cared about me; probably only those people using me for experiments would pay attention to me.

After all, I’m a precious test subject.

“…”

No, there’s him…

Serena extended her hand, looking at the ring on her ring finger under the moonlight, a smile involuntarily appearing on her face.

They say the moment you put on the ring is the happiest, but she didn’t get that treatment; she used the most important moment as a chance to save her life.

“So beautiful…”

The moonlight reflected on the ring, making Serena sigh involuntarily.

This ring… reminded her that Wuming had once paid attention to her; though unwillingly, he had taken care of her.

She remembered Wuming trying to cover her with a blanket late at night, playing video games together, buying blood for her, and all sorts of things.

“…”

She withdrew her hand, placing the other on the ring.

She wanted to see what Wuming was doing right now, to infer from his senses what Wuming was up to.

He should be sleeping, right? Or playing games? After all, Wuming said he didn’t care about her.

Thinking this, Serena touched the ring; the instant she made contact, her pupils shrank sharply!

She felt that Wuming was tense, uneasy, filled with anxiety and worry; and more importantly, Serena felt like he was getting closer and closer to her!

“…!!!?”

She hurriedly let go of the ring, muttering, “This can’t be…”

Wuming… is he coming for me!?

But… he shouldn’t know about the ring’s hidden function.

Could it be… that blood clan streamer told him!?

Serena had this guess.

But Serena still didn’t believe Wuming would come to save her; he had clearly said he didn’t want to get involved in any trouble, and hadn’t he complained about her being a hassle…

“…”

Serena’s hand touched the ring once more.

***

Tension, worry, urgency.

And racing quickly through the streets!

Crosti was driving the motorcycle, carrying Wuming as they sped through Nanning’s roads.

“How’s your patient now?!” Crosti asked the Wuming in the back seat without turning her head.

“Still the same as before! Turn left at the next intersection!”

Crosti focused on driving the motorcycle, while Wuming sat behind, guiding her to the place the ring was leading him.

A 1.4-1.5 meter loli carrying a 1.7 meter guy on a motorcycle— this sense of incongruity was something Wuming really couldn’t help.

He had neither a motorcycle license nor a vehicle license, and no electric scooter; he could only ride Crosti’s motorcycle.

Riding shared bikes would be too slow; by the time they got there, who knows what would happen to Serena.

“Go straight at the next intersection!”

After thinking it over, having Crosti take him was the best choice; this was Wuming’s first time on a motorcycle.

He hadn’t expected Crosti to come on a motorcycle.

Throughout the ride, Wuming endured the pain from the ring, while guiding Crosti.

Please be okay, Serena.

Running away from home without a word— I still have to scold you for that.

Crosti sped along.

“…”

Confirming that Wuming was indeed heading toward her, Serena withdrew her hand; tears unknowingly welled up in her eyes.

That idiot…

He… really is coming for me…

Why would you do this, you jerk!

Don’t you know how dangerous my situation is!

Didn’t you say you didn’t care about me!

Serena’s tears flowed uncontrollably; she noticed and wiped the surging tears.

Idiot—!

Idiot idiot—!!

Idiot idiot idiot—!!!

Aren’t you just adding to my worries by coming here!!!!?

A guy who can’t do anything coming here— what are you doing here! To see me make a fool of myself, right!

Though she thought this in her heart, Serena showed a smile, crying and laughing at the same time.

“Idiot…”

I absolutely can’t… let Wuming see me like this…

Serena struggled to stand up; soon, she heard movement in the hallway.

“She can’t run!”

“She must still be in this building! Keep searching!”

That gaudy blood clan was leading his subordinates to check floor by floor; soon they would reach the floor where Serena was.

“Urgh…”

Trying to stand, Serena sat back down due to exhaustion; without blood to replenish, healing the wound was slowly draining her energy.

Serena was starting to feel drained; next, her vision slowly became blurry.

No…

I can’t fall here.

I still… want to see Wuming…

Serena tried hard not to pass out, while attempting to stand again.

I can’t fall…

Otherwise… Wuming will be in danger…

But Serena had the will but not the strength; she couldn’t even activate her ability.

Will I… get Wuming killed?

Serena suddenly thought this; it was her fault that Wuming was coming here to find her— he might not even know what he was about to face.

If I can see Wuming…

I seem to owe him more and more…

Serena reached out to touch the ring again, checking Wuming’s current position once more.

“Bad news! I feel Serena getting weaker and weaker!”

Wuming, still on the road, suddenly said anxiously; but he was already close to the area where he sensed Serena.

Wuming’s gaze turned to the abandoned unfinished building not far away; Serena’s sensed position was right there.

“Park here, Crosti.”

“This?!”

Crosti stopped the bike. “Are you sure it’s here!?” She confirmed with Wuming once more.

“Yes, right there.”

Wuming’s gaze fixed on that unfinished building; Crosti’s gaze followed.

They were still a corner away from the unfinished building; Wuming had Crosti stop here for her safety.

No matter what, this was Wuming’s matter alone; he couldn’t drag others in.

“You get away from here first, Crosti; leave the rest to me— wait for my message.”

“Wait— wait, Wuming!”

Crosti grabbed Wuming; though she didn’t know who his patient was, Crosti keenly noticed this was a place only black households would stay.

And with black households, plus the information Wuming had asked her before, Crosti immediately guessed.

“Your patient— couldn’t be from the Scarlet organization!?”

“…” Wuming nodded.

“I’ll tell you after I handle this, Crosti; saving her comes first!”

With that, Wuming broke free from Crosti’s hand and ran toward the unfinished building.

“Hey! I haven’t finished!”

“Watch out for those bats; if you don’t want to be noticed by those blood clan!”

“Got it—”

Crosti watched Wuming gradually run toward the unfinished building.

“…”

Tch, how did I run into this situation!!!

Crosti helplessly drove the motorcycle to a hidden corner, waiting for Wuming’s message.

She was quite curious about what Wuming would do.

And who that patient was?

But Crosti wasn’t someone who could fight, so she could only wait until Wuming finished and then ask him.

Meanwhile, Wuming arrived at the corner, looking at the unfinished building across the street.

There were two vans parked there, and blood clan guarding the entrance; to get in, Wuming had to deal with those blood clan at the door first.

It’s starting…

Wuming set down his shoulder bag, unzipped it, and took out a figurine.

It was from a popular anime a few years ago; the protagonists were two girls with handguns, one in red clothes who had a 100% dodge ability.

Wuming chose them as his helpers.

“Now then…”

He took out a scalpel from the bag; after hesitating for a moment, he aimed at his palm.

This is gonna hurt a lot—!

Wuming closed his eyes, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and quickly slashed his hand; blood flowed continuously from it.

Urgh—!!!

Enduring the pain, he unhesitatingly dripped the blood onto the figurine.

He didn’t know how much blood this trip would need; anyway, the more the better, to avoid any mishaps later.

Though he didn’t seek trouble, he wasn’t afraid of it either!

Thinking this, the two figurines gradually turned into “real” people under his gaze.

Then, he reached out to touch the girl in red clothes; Wuming’s entire body fused with her, becoming “her.”

“It’s been a while since I did this…”

Though transformed into a girl, his voice remained the same.

Well then—

“Let’s get started.”