The air froze.
Qin Hongyi was stunned.
The doctors and bodyguards around, not daring to make a sound, were also stunned.
The next second, the panic on Qin Hongyi’s face visibly faded, replaced by a teeth-gritting cold smile.
“Good. Very good.”
She grabbed Gu Chen’s soaked long hair, forcing him to tilt his head back—her gaze fierce like she wanted to devour him.
“Still able to curse—looks like you won’t die. Scourges last a thousand years.”
Qin Hongyi suddenly lowered her head, biting viciously at his neck—not flirting, but a real bite—until she tasted blood before releasing.
“Hiss! Are you a dog?!” Gu Chen drew in a sharp breath from the pain, tears about to burst out.
“This is the price for cursing me—stamp it.”
Qin Hongyi licked the blood from her lips, her gaze dark. “Gu Qingcheng, remember this feeling. From now on, every life of yours is given by me. If I don’t let you die, you don’t even qualify to see the King of Hell.”
She stood up abruptly, splashing up a large wave of water.
“Fish him out, toss him into the observation room. If he dares die once more, I’ll implicate everyone in this hospital—throw them all into the blender!”
With that, Qin Hongyi walked out without looking back.
Her back still domineering—only those slightly trembling hands betrayed something.
Gu Chen slumped in the ice water, watching that figure, a weak cold smile curling at his lips.
Qin Hongyi, you panicked.
As long as you have a weakness, this round—I haven’t lost yet.
…
Observation room.
Gu Chen had changed into clean hospital clothes, an IV drip hanging on his hand.
After that ordeal, the scorching sensation in his body had subsided quite a bit, replaced by a sense of lightness.
His hearing seemed sharper—even able to catch the slightest rustle from the next room.
“Data out yet?”
It was Qin Hongyi’s voice.
Through the thick soundproof wall, ordinary people couldn’t hear a thing—but Gu Chen heard it crystal clear, like wearing listening earphones.
“Out… it’s out.” The doctor’s voice trembled. “Miss, this simply doesn’t make sense.”
“Speak human.”
“We analyzed… Miss Gu’s blood sample from during the rejection reaction. The results show…” The doctor seemed to swallow frantically. “In her gene chain, over 30% of the segments aren’t human at all.”
“What did you say?”
“To be precise, this body isn’t just a cosmetic product. Her bone density is three times normal, muscle fiber structure similar to large felines, and… and there’s an active enzyme in the blood we’ve never seen. That high temperature earlier was actually this body undergoing… a version update, that is, self-iteration.”
A deathly silence.
Gu Chen lay on the hospital bed, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Not human? Self-iteration?
He lifted his hand, looking at his palm under the dim light.
Skin fair and delicate, even pores invisible—perfect like a CG effect fake person.
“Where did this thing come from?” Qin Hongyi’s voice was icy cold.
“Based on the residual coding, this base body’s prototype seems to come from that banned Eden Project…”
Eden Project.
Hearing those five words, it was like lightning struck Gu Chen’s mind.
Five years ago, the Gu family had participated in a top-secret bidding—the target was a biotech project codenamed Eden.
At the time, Old Master Gu only glanced at the data, his face turning ashen—directly ordering the entire Gu family to withdraw, and strictly forbidding anyone from mentioning those three words again.
It was taboo.
What kind of monster was this body exactly?
Gu Chen was about to continue listening when suddenly, an extremely dangerous intuition made his hairs stand on end.
He instinctively closed his eyes, adjusting his breathing to pretend sleep.
The next second.
Click.
The door opened.
A chilling presence approached.
Qin Hongyi stood by the bed, not turning on the light.
In the darkness, she quietly gazed at Gu Chen, her expression complicated to the extreme—playing with a syringe filled with dark golden liquid in her hand.
“Gu Chen, ah Gu Chen…”
She murmured low, her fingers lightly tracing Gu Chen’s cheek. “I originally just wanted to make you into a toy—didn’t expect… to pick up the key to opening a new world.”
“If those old monsters outside knew you were Eden’s semi-finished product, the whole Beijing would turn into purgatory just to snatch you.”
Qin Hongyi bent down, placing a kiss on his forehead.
This kiss carried no lust, yet was filled with suffocating possessiveness.
“So, obediently stay in my hell. Outside, it’s all man-eating ghosts.”
Gu Chen sneered coldly in his heart.
As long as I’m alive, who the ghost is, who the King of Hell is—it’s not certain yet.
Just then, Gu Chen felt a familiar yet strange heat surge in his lower abdomen.
Wait.
This feeling… something’s wrong.
That so-called rejection reaction earlier had been suppressed, but this damned agent’s side effects seemed to just be starting to show.
What was this unspeakable emptiness and scorching sensation?
And this feeling was amplifying exponentially, making him unable to resist wanting to rub his legs together.
Qin Hongyi at the bedside paused.
In the darkness, she narrowed her eyes, looking at Gu Chen’s cheeks flushing from extreme endurance—smiling mysteriously.
“Looks like the T-9 agent’s after-sales service is kicking in.”
Qin Hongyi slowly unbuttoned the first button of her shirt.
“Young Master Gu, beg me. Beg me, and I’ll help you.”
Gu Chen gripped the bedsheet tightly, shame about to drown him.
The air was scorching hot enough to make one curse.
That damned emptiness wasn’t psychological—it was drilling out from the bone marrow seams.
Like countless ants crawling in his blood, every cell roaring.
Need touch, need filling, need submission.
“Ha…”
Gu Chen bit his lower lip hard, his mouth full of rusty taste.
He desperately tried to clamp his legs together, but those dazzlingly white legs wouldn’t obey—knees trembling weakly, instinctively wanting to part.
Fuck.
What a damn cheap bone!
Qin Hongyi stood by the bed, dim light outlining her silhouette.
She didn’t advance further—just slowly unbuttoned the second at her collar, revealing a patch of dazzling cold white skin.
“Hard to endure, huh?”
Her voice carried hooks, cool fingertips on Gu Chen’s sweat-drenched forehead—sliding down, past trembling lashes, finally stopping at his neck where the Adam’s apple had vanished.
“T-9 agent is a black market banned drug—its mechanism isn’t simple hormone stimulation, but deceiving your neural center, making you feel like you’ll die if you don’t do that.”
Qin Hongyi bent down, red lips almost against Gu Chen’s scorching earlobe. “Young Master Gu, been a tough guy for thirty years—softening once in a while, not shameful.”
“Get… lost…”
Gu Chen squeezed the word through his teeth.
But the voice was so soft and sweet it sounded like coquetry—making him want to vomit himself.
“Heh.”
Qin Hongyi was amused, her finger wickedly sliding down—isolation through the thin hospital gown, pressing hard on the most sensitive soft flesh at his waist.
“Uh!”
Electricity shot through his spine instantly.
Gu Chen arched sharply, his neck tilting back in a stunning arc—crimson exploding at his eye tails, tears instantly filling his eyes.
This reaction was textbook seductive resistance.
“Look, your body is way more honest than your mouth.”
Qin Hongyi’s eyes were full of morbid control desire—this thrill of stepping on her archenemy and toying freely was more addictive than anything. “Beg me. Just call me master once, and I’ll give you the antidote. Or… I don’t mind being your antidote personally.”
She really didn’t mind.
Looking at this face combining pure desire and innate charm—especially thinking the shell held that bastard Gu Chen—Qin Hongyi trembled with excitement.
Gu Chen panted heavily, his vision starting to blur.
Reason was collapsing.
That heat was devouring his last clarity—even popping an absurd window in his mind:
Agree to her—just nod, and it’ll feel good, it’ll relieve…
That was biological survival instinct.
Also the Eden base body’s factory setting.
Absolute submission to the strong.
Fuck your submission!
I’m Gu Chen.
Even turned into a woman, even turned into a dog—I’m still that Gu Chen who’d rather die standing than live on knees!
Want me to beg?
Next life!
Gu Chen’s originally hazy peach-blossom eyes suddenly sharpened.
“Qin Hongyi.”
He suddenly spoke, voice trembling yet oddly calm.
“Hm?” Qin Hongyi was immersed in the thrill of soon completely taming her opponent, responding casually. “Figured it out? Ready to call daddy or master?”
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