The immortal body is called Teevat

Wu Cheng was shocked and thought to himself: "If this is true, I hope it is false. If this is false, I hope it is false."

Wu Cheng tried to convince himself that he was dreaming, but this didn't seem to be a dream. There were steel walls all around him, experimenters passing by, and the temperature felt a little cold.

If all this was a dream, then the feeling was too real. His sense of smell, touch, and hearing seemed to constantly tell Wu Cheng that this world was real, not just a dream as Wu Cheng thought.

While being dragged along, Wu Cheng could only continue to reminisce to kill time because his body was not moving. Wu Cheng was a little scared watching the white coats coming and going.

Wu Cheng had a serious job in his previous life, and lived a life like most people's office workers. He occasionally played Genshin Impact to kill time and heal his tired soul.

But Wu Cheng was sure that he had not wasted his life by doing things like winning seven golds in a row. He also had no habit of putting a water cup on his computer desk. He had not been hit by a truck while walking on the sidewalk, nor had he been killed by a flower pot or something else thrown from a high place.

Then why did he travel to Teyvat? Wu Cheng felt that he might never figure it out in his lifetime.

Wu Cheng felt that there was no need to think about this kind of thing. He should just make the best of it. People live in the present and should think about the present. Wu Cheng began to think again.

"If this is true, then the previous time when I was bled might also be..." Wu Cheng, with a frown on his face, suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Oh my god, my first time traveling through time wouldn't be to Naruto, right? Was I really sacrificed by the Evil God Cult?" Wu Cheng seemed to have grasped something key.

Wu Cheng had also watched Naruto. Hidan from the evil cult was dressed the same as the evil cultists he had seen. Those who sacrificed him were most likely members of the evil cult.

Obviously, if Wu Cheng guessed correctly, his first death was caused by being sacrificed by the evil cult in Naruto.

But as to whether or not he succeeded, it seemed that traveling to the world of Genshin Impact gave him an accurate answer. If he had succeeded, he would not have come to the world of Genshin Impact.

Wu Cheng was also listening to the conversations of the nearby experimenters. He found that they always mentioned "doctor, doctor's". This was not good news for Wu Cheng.

"When these experimenters left just now, they kept talking about the doctor. The doctor should be the second executive officer of the Fatui. My current state seems like an experimental material..."

Wu Cheng was a little dejected. How could an ordinary person like him, a guy without a system, survive in the world of Teyvat?

Not to mention that he was still being used as experimental material in the laboratory of the mad scientist Dr. Crazy. It was better to start over after dying than to stay there.

Wu Cheng felt that he could already think about where he could travel to next time, if it was possible to travel again.

At this moment, the conversation between the two experimenters and the two soldiers interrupted Wu Cheng's thoughts.

The Gunner Guerrilla joked, "Jeff, has another new experimental material been successful?"

One of the researchers explained to him, "It worked. I'm sure the Doctor will be satisfied. Remember to lock him up together with the guy with the magic scale disease. I have to hurry back to write an experiment report for the Doctor."

"Come to think of it, you experimenters have it easy. Unlike us who have to stand guard every day here. But the smell of the prison is really unpleasant." The Yanshi guerrilla soldier joked.

"How about we switch? Let me tell you, if you don't satisfy the doctor, he will use you as material." Jeff retorted.

The soldier immediately declined: "No, no. I'll just stand guard here. Do you have any other requests? If not, just go and do your own thing. We can leave him to us."

The two researchers passed Wu Cheng to the two soldiers like they were delivering goods, and added: "Don't let him die. Give him good food. He must not die before the doctor arrives."

The musket guerrilla soldier made an OK gesture and assured, "Don't worry, Jeff. We dare not starve to death while we have the doctor's precious experimental materials. If we really starve to death, won't our lives be in danger?"

"That's the best." Jeff said, and then he and another researcher walked away without looking back, gradually disappearing from Wu Cheng's sight.

The two automatic soldiers continued to carry Wu Cheng and drag him inside, chatting all the time.

"This kid is really lucky. He is still alive after being injected with the residue of the demon. He is on par with that freak who has the demon scale disease." The fire gun guerrilla complained.

"Then I guess he won't live long. How long can you let him live with your style? He'll only live for a few days." His companion responded to him.

"That's right. Maybe they will be killed by that devil scale kid soon. Is it really a good idea to lock them up together?"

"Why are you thinking so much? Something happened at the place chosen by the researchers, so they are responsible for it. What does it have to do with us guards? Hurry up, I don't want to stay in this crappy place. The way those little guys look at me scares me."

Wu Cheng was looking around and observing the surrounding environment. Although this cell was not as simple as he had imagined, the temperature had obviously dropped. The temperature around him was so low that even the breath he exhaled turned white.

A long steel corridor looked eerie under the dim light. The dim light flickered on the wall, reflecting all kinds of strange shadows. It was like the opening ceremony of the Tokyo Olympics.

The pitch-black cave entrance in the distance looked like a giant dark beast, opening its mouth to welcome new food.

On both sides were cells separated by iron bars, like mouthfuls of food placed in front of a pitch-black mouth. The darkness was devouring the few lives inside. The plague of despair was gradually spreading.

As Wu Cheng was dragged away, he observed the environment here with the help of the dim light. If Wu Cheng's intuitive feeling when seeing the environment here could be described in two words, it would be - despair.

Wu Cheng saw the cells one after another and his heart was shocked as if being hit by a hammer. The people in the cells were not vicious criminals, but children.

Although he was still in the body of a 20- or -year-old child, he had a -something adult soul inside him, so he could be considered an adult.

But these children are real children. Who knows their miserable situation? Only the demons in hell know how these children suffer.

Some of the children huddled in the corners of the cell to try to protect themselves, some lay flat in the cell and exhaled puffs of white air, and some sobbed silently.

Some of them could not be identified whether they were dead or alive. They just lay on the cold cell floor, occasionally exhaling white air, which meant that they might still be alive or dying.

The children's cries, wailing, and gasps all came together to weave a song called suffering. They all said that hell was just like this.

The environment here is already depressing enough for Wu Cheng, and now there are these outrageous scenes and depressing music. In addition, there is the despair in the eyes of the children who look at Wu Chengqi.

For the first time, he couldn't help but feel angry and wanted to kill the doctor on the spot.

Wu Cheng really wanted to question the doctor face to face: "They are only seven or eight years old. How dare you do this? Do you want to let these children become the victims of your scientific research just for the sake of doing experiments?"

But it was obvious that Wu Cheng didn't have this opportunity, and he also understood the situation he was in. It was difficult for a clay Buddha to save himself when crossing the river. How could a doctor's experimental subject live long?

If you have power, you should be able to do anything, right? To put it bluntly, being weak is a sin.

But I can't do anything now, because I am just a poor guy who can't even decide my own fate. What qualifications do I have to change the situation of these children in hell?

Two guards dragged Wu Cheng to a cell, opened the cell door and threw Wu Cheng in without thinking twice. They quickly locked the cell door and left this desperate place.

Wu Cheng found that he didn't feel any pain after being thrown down, but this was not a big deal. The most important thing at the moment was how to survive. As long as he survived, there would be hope.

The important thing is to take a look at the surrounding environment. From the conversation between the guard and the experimenter just now, it seems that I am locked up with a guy who has magic scale disease.

Wu Cheng had no reason to object, which was good because he was not contagious. Rather than saying it was a disease, it was more like a curse.

From birth, people with magic scale disease will suffer until death. And the symptoms can only be alleviated, not completely eradicated or cured.

And if there is no traveler to solve the problem of Sumeru knowledge pollution, this will be an irreversible terminal illness.

With the help of the dim light, he could still see the surrounding environment. Wu Cheng observed the structure of the cell and his new roommate to figure out his next plan.

After all, I have finally traveled to my favorite world of Genshin Impact, but I haven’t seen the female characters in that world yet.

If you can survive, you can go to another world. You may only have one chance, so you must not miss it! This is the only chance to get close to the female characters of Teyvat.

My new roommate was curled up in a corner with a lot of bandages wrapped around his body. He was a guy with green hair.

But because the light was too dim, Wu Cheng couldn't see the expression on his face.

All he could see was the purple gemstone-like eyes glancing at him from time to time, looking at his new roommate curiously.

"Green hair, purple gemstone eyes, bandages all over the body, and demonic scale disease. So many conditions are met. If I'm not mistaken, this couldn't be... Could this be Cole?" Wu Cheng pondered in his heart.

Wu Cheng suddenly discovered that, except for being unable to move his body, he could actually speak. He was finally not like a puppet anymore.

Wu Cheng carefully recalled in his mind which characters in the original plot matched the original character, and soon he had the answer: it was Cole.