My name is Xu Wei, and I am an ordinary researcher at the Institute of Biology of a well-known university in China, and my job is to observe a certain set of data generated in the experiment, study and analyze it, continue to follow up, deliver the conclusions to the main discussion group, and wait for the return of the 'data error', and then continue to obtain new data - research analysis, classification and comparison, and then wait for the next rejection.

Day after day, year after year, followed by a large group of young people who are inexplicably still full of enthusiasm, and relatively complicated old people, waiting for the outcome that may never appear.

I have to admit that the world is like a vast ocean with a lot of weather, with strong waves, storms and so on, all of which are made up of one wonderful life after another, but I may only be responsible for the part that is not disturbed.

The road of life is not only long, it seems to me to be quite straight, it is only less than half the way, the end seems to be close at hand, you know, if you keep staring at the distant target and you are lucky enough to wander in the process, maybe the next moment you will suddenly find yourself at your destination.

I thought I would soon be able to confirm that.

I don't have money, no car, no savings, and I don't seem to be worthy of a girlfriend like this, but it's okay, at least I still have a hobby... Or is it a fetish?

It's a very funny act, interesting enough that I can't even look around to find other scenery on this long road - human beings, in fact, are the most interesting creatures in the world, if you look closely.

I'm used to observing everyone who comes my way, and analyzing some of them for years, even days, and I'm always happy to come up with some conclusions that I'm happy with.

For example, a few months ago, I took an intern who had just graduated, that young man... How so? It's lazy, but it's a bit self-conscious, this kind of personality is not suitable for working in this kind of place.

One day I deliberately assigned him to complete the calculation and classification of a large set of quite complex data, according to my thinking, this kind of work, which even a skilled person would take two or three days to complete, he would never be able to do it honestly - because he also knew that the quality of the work was not very important for the next link, and even if something went wrong here, it was impossible to find the source to him.

Quite a tempting trap, and he really didn't disappoint me.

On the day he handed in the data, the young man who had just graduated was still a little weak-hearted, even if he knew that under normal circumstances, no one would scrutinize such a huge and complex set of data, he still didn't dare to look at me - he had a good personality, at least he couldn't do anything bad in the future.

As a result, of course, as I expected, the results of the originally unimportant classification were quite unsatisfactory, but I did not hold him accountable for anything, but just handed in the correct conclusion that I had already sorted out.

After that, I arranged several similar traps, and this intern did not have any doubts about me as a 'guide', and was absolutely unambiguous when it was time to be lazy.

The difference is that as he succeeds more and more, he becomes more and more confident in his state when he turns in the data, and sometimes I even wonder if he feels that there is nothing wrong with what he is doing.

At the end of the day, I gave him an unprecedented job for laziness, and of course, in the process of accepting the results, I carefully began to verify the information he handed over to me with a smile in front of him, step by step—and I watched his confident expression change from a frozen smile to a little unconcealed horror, until finally his face was like ashes.

Of course, the most wonderful thing is that when I mercilessly exposed his previous 'bad deeds' in front of him, that unbelievable appearance, the young man who even cried bitterly in the end, really lived up to me working overtime for him for so long.

He shouldn't have been so vulnerable, if it weren't for the instant collapse of the confidence he had built up in a short period of time, if it weren't for the fact that the fear came too quickly.

I'm quite enjoying it.

On top of that, things like sneaking a lipstick in my boss's bag, watching him work overtime the next day, and throwing a female colleague's handkerchief on the desk of another office colleague are just mischievous things that seem to outsiders to be just a prank, but they always make me feel more human fun.

In this way, I am a 'hard-working' scholar who conducts various research experiments on a daily basis.

Originally, I thought that my limit was just that, and although I enjoyed it, I could only conduct such a low-level experiment, and although there were countless conclusions, I could not share them with others.

Originally, I thought it was like this, until that day came...

When I regained my self-consciousness, there was a mutilated corpse in front of me, with more decomposing corpses all over my body, looking at the minced flesh in my hands, and the viscous blood that kept flowing from my fingers, there was no doubt that this was my previous 'masterpiece', and the strange thing was that as a human being, a fairly ordinary human being, the strong feeling of nausea that should have come to this did not come, but instead was the strong hunger of 'I will continue', and the strong killing intent that was difficult to suppress 'to kill more'.

I have to admit that during that time, for people like me... It was quite painful to be human, and I had to follow my instincts to act in accordance with my instincts, and I killed and ate a considerable number of my kind, as well as some other fresh 'kind' that seemed to be born with the primitive understanding that 'killing and devouring makes you stronger'.

It's been a long time, it seems to have come longer than the time I had been working at the institute, and it was during this time that I figured out what kind of world I was in right now, what kind of people were going around me, and what I was going to do next, but I didn't figure out myself.

I didn't count how much I ate during this time, but it didn't make much sense, because instinct told me that in the future, I would be able to choose from a very scarce food choice, and who would go back and count how many grains of rice they would eat every day?

It's a strange feeling, like living in someone else's body and watching a long, bloody movie, under the influence of that strong urge that hits the brain all the time, I rarely have the opportunity to take control of this body, but as I eat more and more, I seem to start to get more and more wonderful - I can communicate with those guys, no, not so much communicate as yes' 'Commands' are more appropriate, without uttering any words, and with my own consciousness alone, I can control the movements of some of my kind. It's a lot of fun, a game of dispatch, and it makes my hunt much easier.

Oh, and after that, there were two huge shifts that I had to mention.

Once after I had grown that damn tail and scales behind me, maybe I shouldn't have cursed them like that, because thanks to their presence, I finally regained control of my body, and although the desire to kill was still quite strong, I could sometimes suppress it with my own perseverance, and compared to it, I became unbelievably stronger, and became less like a person, which was nothing.

After that, I'm glad I was able to go back to my old hobby, but in the current situation, it may be more compulsory, and the ending is more novel and interesting.

I started keeping humans in captivity, and with the exception of those who would occasionally eat one or two test subjects when I couldn't stand it, I locked up most of the people I caught, and did whatever I wanted, and then I got as many results as I wanted, and the more I did, the more irrepressible the sense of accomplishment I felt in my heart - I was quite proud of that, you see, humans, after all, these are all kinds of things.

The days were still flat, but they weren't dull, and I was getting stronger day by day, and I had two rather important evolutionary processes in the process, and my experiments were getting more and more interesting, and I was quite content with them.

Until the second conversion came.

Far away from my lair, there was a fluctuation that was quite shocking to me, that kind of fluctuation... How to describe it? It's like a cry from the deepest part of my soul, like a call, even if I didn't want to go anywhere else.' Trouble', but once again lost control of his body, involuntarily, obeyed the call to go to City A, although quite reluctantly, but in the end I found that this is a good thing for me, many, like me, or completely different from me at all, guys have come here, they are different from those low-level monsters, they are all conscious, which makes me happy, that inexplicable fluctuation, and finally formed a ' in City A' It's good, but it's a little bit harder for me to get a test for myself after this - those guys really don't know how to behave.

Soon after I came to City A, a guy who came out of nowhere changed the mess, and the situation that originally seemed to be a mess and messy was completely rectified by it. It's ridiculous to say that we have built our own home, but what is even more hateful is that we can't object to it for no other reason than that the guy has the ability to kill any of us, or any group of us, after a few guys of my strength have shown a defiant stance.

That's it, it's no different for a lazy person like me.

I was assigned to guard an area on the outskirts of City A, and I had a lot of subordinates under me, all of whom looked like bears, couldn't control their instincts, and eventually became indistinguishable from wild beasts, and I didn't like them very much.

As the days go on, I still continue to sublimate my art - watching a father and son fight over a piece of bread or even kill you; Looking at the couple who were still in love with each other a moment ago, after my subordinates appeared, they tried their best to use each other as bait to try to escape; Watching the child be bewitched by his own mother and take the initiative to run out to attract the attention of the zombies - I really love the world now, and I really love my new identity now.

During this time, apart from the occasional snatching of some test items from some of my 'new companions' who were even stronger than me, there was nothing that bothered me, because I always got the ending I wanted. Even if that day, the leader, who seemed to us to be invincible, was suddenly replaced by an inexplicable little girl, I would not be surprised, because this kind of thing has nothing to do with me at all—sooner or later, when I enter the realm that no one has yet been able to reach, the whole world will become my testing ground, and I have long been prepared for that day!

The world is still very small, and half a year ago, by coincidence, I ran into an acquaintance.

It's an old professor I respected a lot in college, and I know how the old professor managed to survive as a mortal, but that didn't stop me from feeling excited about finally finding a soulmate. I was excited to share with the old professor the wonderful experiments I had made over the years, just like before, the student who was still looking forward to everything shared his own conclusions and insights with the teacher.

I thought I was going to be complimented.

Had it not been for the old professor's reprimand for the words 'inhumane,' if he had not ceased to be as elegant and easy-going as he had been in my dealings with me, if it had not been for the old man who had completely denied the conclusions I had so hard to come to, I would have made him a guest of honour and would have shown him my wonderful experiments in the future, instead of killing him. As for using the old professor as my test subject... I really couldn't do it, and that time was a test of myself.

It's just that since then, I've been quite disgusted that my subordinates don't call me by my name.

My name is Xu Wei and I used to be a human being.