Chapter 1 Zhou Ze's Feelings

Zhou Ze found it hard to describe how he was feeling. Everything felt so absurd. Perhaps it was because he had just entered this dream, or perhaps it was the numbing effect of initial immersion, but Zhou Ze really hadn't doubted his own gender.

It was only now that he felt a sudden, dawning realization.

Of course, a "dawning realization" here was a derogatory term, at least as far as Boss Zhou was concerned. Most reasonably normal men probably wouldn't want to have this kind of "dawning realization" one day.

Fortunately, this awkwardness and entanglement didn't last long, because soon the "glug... glug..." sound rose up again.

At first, Zhou Ze breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the dream was about to end.

Whether passively or actively, he should be waking up and returning to his warm bed and the soft thighs of a high school girl.

It was like participating in a charity event. The sun was deadly hot, and you felt bad about quitting, but suddenly someone announced that the event was over. Then you'd happily drop everything, go inside to enjoy the air conditioning, and have an iced Fanta. You wouldn't bother shouting, "I can keep going! I'm fine!"

Most people probably felt that way.

But soon, Zhou Ze realized there was something wrong with this gurgling sound. It wasn't coming from beside him, or from his ears; it was coming from inside his stomach!

"Glug... glug..."

Zhou Ze had been single in his previous life, and he hadn't gotten Doctor Lin pregnant in this one. Logically, he shouldn't know much about pregnant women, but in reality, he had dealt with many pregnant women in the emergency room during his time as a doctor in his previous life. So he could be certain that a normal pregnant woman, or even an abnormal one, wouldn't have a stomach that made this kind of sound.

And the sound of the water was getting louder and louder, as loud as thunder. His belly was also shaking.

At this moment, everyone else in the cell seemed to be frozen in time. Those grabbing for food were grabbing, those eating were eating, all completely still. Even the man in front of Zhou Ze remained motionless in his feeding posture.

"Glug... glug..."

The water was boiling.

Zhou Ze stared at his stomach.

He instinctively sensed something.

Finally, a crack slowly appeared on his stomach. It was very smooth and slippery, like using a scalpel to cut open a belly on the operating table.

Zhou Ze didn't feel any pain, but he used to perform surgery on others, cutting open their bellies to find the lesions. Now it was his turn to "experience" this feeling from a first-person perspective.

It seemed that VR technology was now being used by many to film first-person VR erotic films for profit, and the market prospects were very good. At this moment, Zhou Ze felt that this was also a new business opportunity, such as launching a VR experience that would allow all young husbands to experience it, so they could understand the hardships of their wives' childbirth.

Of course, men certainly wouldn't want to experience this kind of thing, but it could be heavily promoted to women.

Okay,

Boss Zhou's thoughts were wandering at this moment, which was really inappropriate. It was like having sex or doing other painful things; you needed to distract yourself a little so you wouldn't be so focused.

After all, Boss Zhou's own belly was slowly splitting open.

Then, a small, white hand stretched out from his stomach, like Sun Wukong bursting out of a stone. You couldn't help but marvel at the miracle of life.

However, in the next moment, a headless baby crawled out of Zhou Ze's stomach.

Boss Zhou took a deep breath. He had prepared himself mentally for everything, but the reality still exceeded his expectations.

No matter how brilliant or skilled a director or screenwriter was at creating dark scenes,

it would be difficult to film the current scene,

entangling ethics and primal terror,

the brilliance of new life and the shadow of death were perfectly matched at this moment.

Perhaps due to professional habit, Zhou Ze noticed that the baby's neck was very smooth, which meant that the person who cut off its head was very skilled.

"Eee... eee..."

Headless,

yet still able to make sounds,

childlike babbling, which should have been a crisp and pleasant sound,

but at this moment became the most terrifying and sinister embellishment,

no less than the low, ominous music often heard in cliché horror films, and even had a more terrifying and intense effect.

"Drip... drip..."

The baby was still covered in amniotic fluid. As it climbed up Zhou Ze's belly, the fluid kept dripping onto Zhou Ze's body, the slippery feeling very uncomfortable.

Finally, the baby climbed in front of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze now wanted to smoke a cigarette and then nonchalantly say, "Come, let's talk."

But now Zhou Ze couldn't even speak.

If he had encountered this scene in the past, Boss Zhou would have wasted no time in attacking!

Regardless of the great injustice you've suffered, daring to make me, a germaphobe, endure this suffering means you deserve to be torn to shreds, denied even the chance to go to hell.

If that didn't work, I'd just go berserk and see who had the last laugh.

But now he was under someone else's roof, so he had to bow his head. Boss Zhou could only half-close his eyes and watch the baby's next move.

"Eee... eee..."

The baby slowly leaned back,

almost sitting with its butt on Zhou Ze's chest, its two little feet propped up, as if deliberately showing Zhou Ze something.

Zhou Ze saw it.

On the baby's foot, there was a thread, which was made of amniotic fluid that had condensed into a glue-like substance with extremely strong viscosity.

But from Zhou Ze's perspective,

it looked like the baby itself had a chain wrapped around its calf,

and it was showing off this chain to him,

and was gleefully happy.

Is it you who's playing tricks?

Zhou Ze asked in his heart.

He didn't know if the baby could hear him,

but this was the only way he could try to communicate now.

Obviously, the baby couldn't hear him. It was still showing off the "chain" on its leg, like an elementary school student who got a perfect score running back to brag to their parents in the hope of getting praise.

Zhou Ze had never had children, whether legitimate or illegitimate. Boss Zhou hadn't had any in either of his lives. But ironically, Zhou Ze was experiencing "fatherly love" for the first time in this environment and in this scene.

He simply closed his eyes. He couldn't speak, and he could barely move, but he could choose nonviolent noncooperation, right?

But the sensation on his belly was so clear, including the slippery, disgusting feeling of the amniotic fluid dripping on his body. Even if you couldn't see it, you couldn't resist your own imagination, which was almost the same as opening your eyes and looking.

Just then,

a "click" of an iron door opening seemed to come from the distance.

It was like the spring thunder that heralded the revival of all things,

or like the dragon logo before a movie begins, a green curtain appears with a dragon and finally displays "Public Screening Permit";

it meant that the movie was about to begin,

the story was about to begin,

everyone please look forward to it.

Zhou Ze opened his eyes

and saw that the baby, who had been sitting on his chest and messing around, slowly turned around and began to crawl back to where it had come from.

It was an even more bizarre sight than when it had come out.

A baby who had just crawled out of its mother's stomach

was now slowly crawling back into its mother's stomach,

as if the scalpel-like cut was so smooth and fluent, and the cut could even create its own zipper effect.

It unzipped the zipper,

it came out,

it went in,

and zipped it up again.

Yes, Zhou Ze had this feeling at this moment. Watching the wound on his stomach slowly heal, the feeling of reality and illusion violently colliding was enough to cause a psychological breakdown in anyone else who was watching from this first-person perspective.

Even an old criminal police captain like Zhang Yanfeng would probably be the same in Zhou Ze's position. No matter how outstanding an ordinary person was, they would have a psychological limit, just like no matter how strong a person was, they would starve to death if they didn't eat.

Fortunately, Boss Zhou's psychological defenses were indeed solid. He had seen too many people and ghosts in the past year, and he also had a little loli beside him who would occasionally stick out her long tongue with a cute and adorable face, completely changing the style of painting.

Boss Zhou had been through it all.

He only felt that the scene was disgusting,

but if you really thought that these scenes and first-person experiences could scare Boss Zhou crazy, then you were underestimating the Ghost Messenger. Living people can be scared to death by ghosts, but have you ever seen a Ghost Messenger being scared to death by a ghost?

The stillness that had been frozen was finally returning, and the prisoners in the cell began to fight for food.

"Come, eat."

The man gently brought the bowl to Zhou Ze's face.

It was as if the movie had been paused halfway through and now had been resumed, the plot returning to its smooth flow.

Zhou Ze kept his mouth shut and didn't eat.

"Eat a little, Xiufen."

Zhou Ze still kept his mouth shut.

"Clang clang... clang clang... clang clang..."

The sound of iron chains came again,

but this time the sound was louder, and the rhythm of the dragging was faster. It didn't sound like someone was wearing them while walking, but rather someone was pulling them along by hand.

All of a sudden, the prisoners who had been fighting for food all dropped their bowls and chopsticks and crowded to the bars.

Even the man who had just been feeding Zhou Ze put down his bowl and chopsticks and rushed over.

A man in a black uniform walked over from the aisle, holding two chains of shackles in his hand.

The prisoners in all the cells along the way began to shout.

They were excited, they were agitated,

they

were also eager.

Everyone stretched out their hands as much as possible, like begging beggars, hoping to get a share.

The man in black uniform turned around and looked around with the chains in his hand,

seemingly enjoying this feeling of being surrounded and anticipated,

and then,

he slowly approached the cage where Zhou Ze was,

and threw one of the two chains directly

into the cage.

For a moment,

the people in the cell were like a pack of wild dogs fighting for a bone, and they actually started fighting each other.

The man who had been feeding Zhou Ze shouted:

"Give it to my wife, give it to my wife,

she's pregnant,

she has a child in her belly!"

While shouting,

he also rushed into the fighting circle.