If the person in front of him hadn't looked like he had no life, Su Jinyu almost thought there was a mirror in front of him, and the other party was just himself in the mirror.

Su Jinyu was frightened and sat up suddenly. The person with a very similar appearance to him still maintained his original movements, lying on his side, naked, naked, staring at the side with no sign of being alive.

"You..." Su Jinyu was as if he was not afraid of the world on weekdays. He was really scared. If this was a dream, then after waking up, he had to re-measure his courage to fly over the years.

The other party's pale face suddenly cracked several gaps. In Su Jinyu's stunned, the person who was very similar to him gradually broke into a pile of powder.

This must be a dream.

Su Jinyu raised his hand and slapped himself in the face, which hurt so much.

The weakened sensation of needle pricking also came from the body.

These pains are difficult to imitate in dreams, and everything is clearly telling him that this is not a dream.

From being inexplicably targeted by the middle-aged man while flying in wing suits, to being in such a terrifying environment, Su Jinyu could not imagine what he had experienced. If his extreme sports career could be made into a movie every day, the plot is now incredible enough to be the strong beginning of the infinite stream novel above.

Suddenly, the door facing Su Jinyu was suddenly pulled open, and a group of mermaids in black entered one after another. They came to Su Jinyu and looked at the man who had just woken up.

The leader was an old man with a sinister look. He was slightly hunched and stared at Su Jinyu intently for a long time, as if he was going to swallow him into his eyes.

"Hahahaha" The hoarse laughter of the old man made Su Jinyu feel creepy. The old man looked at the people in black next to him and said in a proud tone: "See, as long as you persist, you may succeed!"

The people in black next to him nodded to show respect.

The old man put away his smile, he looked at Su Jinyu again and asked, "What's your name?"

Memory fragments flashed quickly in Su Jinyu's mind. He had a split headache. He hugged his head in pain, and said vaguely: "Zhang...Zhang..."

The old man frowned slightly, and he said: "It seems that memory has not been completely restored. After all, the experiment will leave sequelae, which is inevitable. Take the clothes for him to put on, and after recovery for a period of time, test your physical fitness and magical abilities to see what changes are there."

A man in black whispered, "Elder, I can't feel any fluctuations in the source power from him, will it be..."

The old man nodded, "It is very likely that the magic test is in the exploration stage. The other experimental areas need to be built in a step-by-step manner, and more people are needed to come back for the experiment, so that we can select the most suitable direction for us."

After saying that, the old man turned around and left.

The group of men in black did not stay in the room for any more. The person who left finally threw Su Jinyu a set of coarse cloth clothes and closed the door tightly.

With the faint light emitted by the complex lines on the roof, Su Jinyu put on his clothes. The clothes looked very similar to the costumes of poor people in ancient times. Su Jinyu's heart skipped a beat. Could this be the legendary time travel to ancient times?

Then Su Jinyu shook his head. From the conversation between the old man and the man in black just now, it can be seen that the so-called demonic experiment has nothing to do with ancient times. Moreover, from the fragments of memory that were forced into Su Jinyu's mind before, the dress of the people in memory is similar to that of ancient times, but there are many differences.

Could it be that you traveled to another world? This is a common plot in fantasy novels.

It wouldn't be so bloody. Su Jinyu's chest was like tens of millions of grass and mud horses galloping past, like a green grassland that was instantly stepped into a desert full of holes.

Shouldn’t I travel through time to become a prince or a genius boy from a certain country? As my identity as the ninth district, why do I have a good merchant? According to the normal plot, shouldn’t I give a golden finger and pretend to be a pussy?

Su Jinyu looked around and said, let alone the golden finger, why do I feel like I have entered a slaughterhouse? Oh no, it should be said that it is... the laboratory where the teenage mouse is put?

Suddenly, Su Jinyu's brain started to hurt violently again, and the memory clips that had just been stuffed into his brain began to be repeated in his mind, and slowly pieced together a complete story chain.

His name is Zhang Lin, the protagonist of this story chain.

Zhang Lin, a disciple of the other surname in Yuange Villa, was helpless and had no outstanding talents and outstanding talents, so he was even less seen by the Yuan clan. He only did some miscellaneous work under the hands of those under-class servants of the Yuan family. These children of the other surnames were no better than the beasts in the fence.

In Yuange Villa, if you have the surname Yuan, you will still get some protection. Therefore, many disciples from other surnames have sharpened their heads and want to recognize their godfathers. Even if they recognize a low-ranking servant in Yuan and become their godfathers, they can naturally change their surname Chengyuan and Xu Tu's funeral.

However, Yuange Villa is very strict and is considered a famous family among the grassroots. Although changing surnames is not very important, it has to be reviewed and evaluated by the sacrificial rituals in the clan. Zhang Lin has no choice but to rely on it. In the eyes of others, except for his decent name, he is already a waste who has achieved nothing.

Although Zhang Lin did not have the opportunity to change his surname, he was still diligent in his work. Many people in other surnames were willing to take care of him more. It was better to have a drop in the bucket than to have nothing.

That day, Zhang Lin walked along the mountain road and carried fruits into the inner village. The fruits in the basket were purchased from afar from the bottom of the mountain with quick horses and whipped them. He took advantage of the freshness to be delivered to the inner village for the enjoyment of the Yuan men. If he was too late, he would be beaten.

Every time he entered the Neizhuang, Zhang Lin was trembling while being a little excited. The maids and ladies in the Neizhuang were all watery, and their waists were as soft as those of silk in the silk shop. If you look at them a few more times, your eyes would be brighter.

After Zhang Lin had a beautiful meal and sent fresh seasonal fruits to the inner kitchen warehouse for storage, in order to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the inner village, he bypassed the debris warehouse and wanted to take a big circle and turn back the same way.

I never thought that this would lead to a huge disaster.

The miscellaneous warehouse has always been a place where no one cares. It is called a warehouse, but it is actually a place where the useless waste has accumulated over the years.

While passing by the debris warehouse, Zhang Lin unfortunately heard a gasp.

The sound was very small, and it could be heard that the other party deliberately controlled his voice, and the gasp obviously failed to stabilize.

The curious Zhang Lin was confused and he followed the sound and pushed open the broken window that had been disrepaired for a long time.

The young and energetic son of the owner looked at Zhang Lin together with the young wife who the owner had just married last year.
Chapter completed!