Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!

Chapter 106.2- Emotional Lock

The two of them took turns taking bites of the pudding, getting closer with each bite.

Wu Jin’s breath was almost on Wei Shi’s face. The youth was slightly red behind his ears, and he couldn’t tell where the sweetness in the air came from.

Wu Jin suddenly leaned in beside his ear.

Wei Shi: “!!!”

Wu Jin: “Wei Shi! Do you want to go outside!”

The youth was caught unprepared and stared blankly, “Outside the base? I don’t know... the instructor said that it’s dangerous outside. You’re not allowed to go out. I’ll take a look when I go out on a mission.”

Wu Jin’s mood dropped. This was R-Code Base’s usual tactics. They used high pressure and intimidation.

The genetically modified subconsciously believed that their only safe zone was the base, and strength and glory came from ‘transformation’. The only meaning to their lives was to become experimental subjects for the Federation.

Wu Jin: “I’ve been...” Seeing that Wei Shi was shocked, he immediately added, “Just-just when I was tossed out of the iron gate.”

“Outside isn’t like what they say.” Wu Jin used a voice that only the two of them could hear, “There are tall buildings, clean streets.”

The little shortie’s soft, light voice hit his ears like the wings of a butterfly. Wei Shi spoke reflexively, “What...”

Wu Jin continued seriously, “There’s a very beautiful blue sky, grass lawns, twin towers.”

“And there’s an amusement park with a roller coaster and a Ferris wheel. Most people who live outside don’t have guns. At most, it’s just the air gun in the amusement park––there’s a row of small balloons, and when you pull the trigger, the balloon will pop with a bang! If you hit a lot of balloons, you can trade them for plush toys.”

“This big, a rabbit thisssss big!”

You were the one who helped me fire the last shot.

Wei Shi’s eyes flickered. Wu Jin looked at him closely, clinging to every little change in the big boss’s expression. The youth seemed to connect with his memories for a moment, but it was firmly pressed back down by his subconscious in the next second.

However, he clearly wanted to hear more.

The pointer of the clock moved to seven, and the bell urging the genetically modified to gather together rang out.

Neither of them were willing to take the last bite of the pudding. The caramel pudding was carved into a smaller and smaller piece before finally being forced into Wu Jin’s mouth by Wei Shi.

The two of them followed the bell to join the crowd of genetically modified who had all rushed to the training ground.

The instructors on the podium started to guide the youth to line up on the stage, lazy and proud as they went through the routine of driving their training.

Wu Jin had short arms and legs and couldn’t be seen when he mixed into the crowd. He darted over and stole a branch that had fallen to the ground.

Wei Shi raised his eyebrows.

After the drill ended, the genetically modified sat on the sand while the loudspeakers blared the rules of the base in a drowsy voice.

The two of them hid beneath the shade of a tree. Wu Jin used the branch to write and draw in the rough sand while Wei Shi bowed his head and looked on.