This might be erosion...

The wu (nothingness) inside him was also constantly eroding him. Once he completely lost consciousness, this body would become an empty shell.

The wu would replace him, living in this world.

At that time, he might also become a paranormal event on the internet, waiting for future generations to solve it.

What should it be called?

With both hands propped up on the mirror, Jiang Cheng suddenly had such a thought. His shadow stood quietly behind him, as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, a black van drove into an abandoned park a few hundred meters away from the studio.

The license plate was covered, and the speed was very slow. When passing a fence, the car door suddenly opened, and then a bloated figure in a sack was kicked out.

"Ouch!" The figure rolled several times on the ground before stopping.

After Fatty struggled out of the sack over his head, the black van was long gone. Not far away was a row of streetlights. With the faint light, Fatty's face lit up with joy.

He recognized a cooked food shop on the side of the road. The shop was already closed, but the sign was still lit.

This place was not far from the doctor's studio. Every time Fatty came to the market to buy groceries, he had to pass this way. Fatty vaguely remembered an abandoned park by the road, so he must be in the park.

Not daring to delay, Fatty immediately ran towards the studio.

The moment he knocked on the door and saw the doctor, Fatty almost burst into tears. "Doctor, I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime."

Jiang Cheng knew that Fatty's return at this time made him very happy, but he still put on a stern face and didn't give Fatty a good look. "What are you doing back?"

"Doctor, I know who is behind this, it's the Night Watch." Fatty sat on the sofa unceremoniously, gesticulating as he told Jiang Cheng about his experiences in the past few days. "I hadn't been gone long when guess who I ran into?"

"Who?" Jiang Cheng picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said calmly.

"An Xuan!" Fatty's eyes widened.

Jiang Cheng's expression changed slightly, matching Fatty's current mood perfectly. "Him? Was he alone?"

Fatty's eyes darted around. "No, there were also seven or eight strong men. We fought for a long time in the rain, but in the end, they relied on their numbers to knock me unconscious and take me away."

Jiang Cheng thought about An Xuan's skills, and finally took a deep breath. "Continue."

"Then they locked me up and interrogated me harshly every day." Fatty became more and more excited as he spoke. "Pepper water, tiger bench, hanging me upside down, and scaring me with a branding iron, forcing me to reveal information about you."

"Hey, but what kind of person is Wang Fugui? I would never do anything to betray my brothers. I didn't say a word about your information!" Fatty radiated righteousness. "Then they saw that I was unyielding and knew that I was a tough guy, so they tried to corrupt me with beauty, and called a few beautiful young ladies to..."

Seeing Jiang Cheng's displeased expression, Fatty abruptly stopped the part about outsmarting the young ladies. "Doctor," Fatty said in a low voice, "I feel like their target is you. I'm completely taking the bullet for you."

"Yeah, I know." Jiang Cheng nodded.

Fatty's eyes wandered around uneasily. Not hearing the doctor's intention to take him in, he looked into Jiang Cheng's eyes with a sincere expression and took the initiative to say, "Doctor, Miss Lin is not here. You have to be careful, after all, you're alone. Even tigers have times when they doze off!"

He deliberately emphasized the words "alone".

"Okay." Jiang Cheng looked down and fiddled with his phone.

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment. Fatty had been blindfolded all the way in the sack and was thirsty and hungry. More importantly, he was worried that he would be kidnapped again if he left this door.

Without the doctor, he was just a scumbag with a combat power of 5.

"Gurgle..." Fatty's stomach growled embarrassingly. When he came in, he smelled the aroma of instant noodles in the air, it was Kang Shuai Fu braised beef noodles.

"There's food in the refrigerator, go get it yourself." Jiang Cheng casually took out a newspaper and leaned on the sofa to read it, not paying any attention to Fatty. "Take a shower and change your clothes before you go. I just cleaned the second floor, don't make it dirty."

Hearing this, Fatty's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up. "Okay, okay, don't worry, Doctor."

After taking a shower, Fatty went straight to the kitchen. "Doctor," Fatty's voice came from the kitchen, "Are you hungry? I'll make you some supper. How about steak? Pi Ruan's steak is still here."

Jiang Cheng sat at the computer desk, and the sound of casual keyboard tapping sounded. "Okay."

After eating the steak, Fatty had recovered half his life. Leaning on the sofa, he burped contentedly. "Doctor, have you encountered any trouble recently? I dreamed the other day that you were arguing with someone and were beaten to death because you were being a smartass. It scared me awake, and I was covered in cold sweat."

Jiang Cheng raised his head and squinted at this fatty, feeling that he had made a mistake by not letting the middle-aged man and the others beat him up before letting him come back.

Because he was going to take Fatty on a mission, Jiang Cheng still told him about what had happened recently. Considering that Fatty's mouth was no different from a loudspeaker, he didn't say anything about Lin Wan'er.

"I have no objection to Boss Lin, but is this Huai Yi reliable?" Fatty was worried, afraid that Jiang Cheng would be deceived without him around.

"It should be fine, I said I'm Scarlet, he wouldn't dare to mess around." Jiang Cheng explained.

Hearing this, Fatty gave a thumbs up and praised, "You really are wicked, Doctor. Your mind is full of bad ideas. Who would have thought of impersonating Scarlet?"

"But Doctor, your choice to bring Chen Qiang on board was too smart. I think this guy is okay." Fatty said, "He's definitely not Scarlet."

Hearing Fatty say this, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that something was wrong. Fatty's mouth was sometimes like it had been blessed, good things didn't work, but bad things were always accurate.

"I... I'll think about it again." Jiang Cheng said hesitantly.

"When are we moving out?"

"Two days later." Jiang Cheng said, "I have something else to deal with before that."

"Okay, Doctor."

It was late at night, lying on the familiar sofa bed, Fatty's happiness index was directly maxed out. He turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng's bedroom and found that the bedroom door was not closed, but half-open.

Regarding the Night Watch arresting him, Fatty had various guesses, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

It was better to leave the thinking to the doctor.

The next day, as soon as it dawned, Lin Wan'er came. After seeing Fatty, Lin Wan'er only asked a few simple questions before letting him go, which made Fatty breathe a sigh of relief.