The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

In Blizzard City, night falls and everything is silent.

In Deng Garden, all the servants and maids had fallen into sweet dreams, and the entire house was immersed in tranquility.

Deng Shentong went out to carry out a mission, and the few maids left behind no longer needed to keep watch, so they could rest in peace.

In this quiet atmosphere, Zhang Yi lay on the bed and slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at the ceiling quietly, his thoughts drifting away, as if he was thinking about something important. After a while, he finally made up his mind and slowly got up from the bed.

Zhang Yi glanced at the time. He still had to make some preparations before everything started.

Looking around, the room seemed very empty.

He didn't have much luggage, and the mountaineering bag that contained his weapons had become very worn out after being exposed to wind and sun, and it was somewhat out of place with the gorgeous surroundings.

Deng Shentong did not treat him unfairly. His food, clothing and other expenses were all of extremely high standards, enough to make countless common people in the end times envious.

It can be said that everything he has now was given to him by Deng Shentong, except for the old mountaineering bag and the weapons inside.

Zhang Yi had nothing to pack, so he could only fold the quilt and put the clothes that Deng Shentong bought for him into the closet.

When he was about to leave, he tilted his head and thought for a moment, then reached out and took off the collar from his neck.

The delicate bone pendant on the leather collar swayed, reflecting a warm glow under the light.

Zhang Yi placed it on the table reluctantly, and then put a note underneath.

After doing all this in an orderly manner, he clapped his hands and looked around the room again.

Then, he turned around and left Deng Shentong's courtyard without looking back, disappearing into the quiet night of Deng Garden.

Not long after Zhang Yi left, a tall figure walked out from the dark corner behind the courtyard gate, with long silver hair glowing faintly under the moonlight.

The snowflakes falling on him seemed to become more gentle.

Deng Shentong stood at the door, looking at the direction where Zhang Yi left, his eyes calm as water, even with a hint of indifference. His expression was completely different from his previous nervous and concerned look.

After a while, he turned around and walked into the house. After entering the house, he went straight to Zhang Yi's room and opened the door.

The room was very tidy, but since Zhang Yi didn't have much luggage, the whole space seemed a bit empty.

The only eye-catching thing is the collar placed on the table, which brings some life to this cold environment.

The collar lay there quietly, as if its owner would come back at any time.

“Oh, you are quite confident.”

Deng Shentong chuckled softly, shook his head, and saw through Zhang Yi's little intention of leaving the collar.

However, when his eyes fell under the collar, he found a note. He walked forward, pulled out the note, and read it carefully.

Deng Shentong's thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and a complex emotion was revealed in his eyes.

"It seems... I'm not completely confident."

He put the note back where it belonged and lowered his eyes, hiding all those emotions.

"Okay. Then, I wish you success."

……

Zhang Yi took advantage of the night to arrive at the back door of Deng Garden, where a car had been waiting for a long time.

He opened the car door and got in. Then the driver took him to the entrance of Deng's Technology's research institute.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and walked into the research institute. Even though it was late at night, the lights were still on and the researchers were busy working all night.

A woman in a white coat spotted him and rushed over in her high heels. She asked, "Your name is Zhang Yi, right? Come with me. The master of the house is waiting for you."

Zhang Yi nodded and followed the woman into the elevator.

The elevator continued to rise, and the two came to the door of an office. The woman knocked on the door, and after receiving a response from inside, she pushed the door open and motioned Zhang Yi to go in.

Zhang Yi walked into the office and saw Deng Yuanbo sitting in his office chair, looking down at documents.

Perhaps because he is old, he wears a pair of reading glasses and looks very gentle, like an old scholar.

Hearing the footsteps, Deng Yuanbo raised his head, looked at Zhang Yi, and smiled with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"You are here, Zhang Yi. Please take a seat."

When he smiled, he looked like a shrewd fox, and his shrewd businessman nature was revealed again.

Zhang Yi walked to the sofa and sat down. The woman stood up and poured him a glass of water. "Thank you," Zhang Yi said as he took the water.

"Have you thought about it? Once the experiment begins, there will be no turning back."

Deng Yuanbo looked Zhang Yi up and down. "Every experiment consumes a lot of resources. I hope you don't waste my time."

Zhang Yi was silent for a moment, then raised his head firmly: "I have decided to participate in the experiment."

He has figured it out. Although he can still live a peaceful life with Deng Shentong without superpowers, Deng Shentong's kindness has never been a reason for him to be cowardly.

What Deng Shentong needed from the beginning to the end was Hun Dun who could bring him value and be on par with him. Now he can still enjoy Deng Shentong's favor, but it is just the residual influence of his former self.

He didn't want to live as a substitute, that would be the same as being dead.

Even if it was still him, he would not accept it.

Since he has decided to stay with Deng Shentong, he wants Deng Shentong's full attention and complete love, not charity out of pity.

Zhang Yi's gaze became more determined.

For this matter, he is willing to give everything, even his life.

Deng Yuanbo's eyes flashed with admiration: "Okay, Shentong was right about you. Come, sign this agreement."

Deng Yuanbo pushed an agreement in front of Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi took a quick look at it and thought it was something like a death certificate. Without thinking, he signed his name directly at the end.

Deng Yuanbo smiled, stood up and said, "Come with me."

He took Zhang Yi into a secret room where a huge instrument was placed.

The main body of the instrument is a cylindrical translucent experimental cabin, which is connected to more than a dozen thick and long pipes.

The display instrument on one side was already turned on and ready to operate at any time. A man in a white coat sat in front of the operating table, his eyes fixed on Zhang Yi.

"Uncle, is this the experimental subject you mentioned?"

Deng Yuanbo nodded, turned around and introduced Zhang Yi: "This is Professor Deng Mao. He will be in charge of your experiment this time."

Zhang Yi walked up to Deng Mao and said calmly, "Can we start the experiment?"

"of course can."

Deng Mao looked at him and pondered for a while: "Are you sure you understand the risks of the experiment? The mortality rate is quite high. I can't even make an accurate probability guarantee."

Zhang Yi nodded again.

Deng Yuanbo walked forward, pointed to the huge glass cabin and said, "This is the experimental equipment of 'Flower'. Go in, kid, and good luck." After that, he patted Zhang Yi's shoulder gently to express encouragement and support.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, he knew that this moment had finally arrived.

He slowly took off his shirt, revealing his strong and powerful upper body. Wearing only a pair of lab shorts, he stepped resolutely into the instrument.