The Bullied Man's Hidden Legacy

Sense

"You have zero credibility with me," Quilly said coldly. "Bring it on."

People's subconscious actions don't lie, and Quilly was sure that when they were together, Zachary was still within the ordinary range, or at most a little more perceptive than the next person.

Quilly nodded. "I'll call your parents later..."

But this big heartless did not appreciate it. Two hands instantly wrapped around her hand, holding back a drag, into the phone loudly: "Brother, my good brother, my teacher has something to say to you!"

It was at this point that Zachary made the mistake of breaking through the door of the abandoned warehouse and into the silent world called "Quilly".

The pale green-blue fog burrowed into that stale little cube. The screen suddenly lit up, and the picture was blurred around by the green-blue fog.

Zachary froze, and his heart instantly sharpened. "What lab building?"

Now they stare at each other in silence, those falsehoods and cries like broken beautiful ice crystals. The sun