"The data is stable, continue injecting the serum!"
"The fluctuation values are normal, you can input the energy liquid!"
"Gene cell disorder is weakening, the heavy pressure is gradually descending..."
In the underground laboratory, voices continuously echoed, the silver-gray tal floor reflecting the cold incandescent light.
The researchers in white coats were all busy, continuously adjusting and operating various precision instrunts.
"It’s close..."
"It’s getting closer..."
The elegant woman nad Manager Feng stood at the center of the experintal field, just a few feet away from the giant glass container.
A pious frenzy flashed across her bright eyes as she stared intently at the scarlet flesh soaked in the energy liquid within the container, injected with countless serums.
This scene didn’t leave anyone in doubt; the conquest of legendary-level biotechnology was about to succeed, a matter that would drive anyone mad with excitent.
Soon.
Tap tap!
Footsteps sounded, approaching in succession.
The tal door of the laboratory opened, revealing a team of tall security personnel in suits marching in quickly.
Among them, one leading figure stood out, with several conical flying shuttles floating above his head, a sixth-order force field gathering at his side, forming a dense diamond-shaped phantom shield.
The powerful aura spread quietly, and many of the security stationed there and Chi Bo Energy personnel’s pupils contracted, quickly greeting respectfully.
"Leader Lu!"
"Greetings, Leader Lu!!"
Following the continuous greetings, the woman nad Manager Feng finally returned to her senses and turned to look at the newcor.
"Leader Lu."
She was sowhat surprised that this security leader of Chi Bo Energy, one of the sixth-order foundations, had also co to Nanjiang.
"Hmm."
Nodding calmly, the man known as Leader Lu walked to the center of the experintal field and looked at the scarlet color within the glass container.
It seed like compressed and condensed essence blood, its strong vitality making it look like real flesh with tendons.
Additionally.
His gaze shifted to the side of this container.
There was also a rectangular tal instrunt standing upright, inside which was a burly body connected by black cables.
He looked like a person from the Platinum Federation, with brown hair and very pale skin.
But at that mont, his eyes were tightly shut, his bare body covered with scars, and there was a bloody hole at the heart position, with half a heart still barely beating slightly.
"It seems the experint is almost successful, right?"
He glanced over everything and asked calmly.
Manager Feng’s eyes flickered, and she nodded lightly.
"That’s good then."
The man nad Leader Lu waved his hand, and the security behind him quickly dispersed, sealing off the entire experintal field.
Facing the puzzled expressions of Manager Feng and others, he remained expressionless and just spoke flatly.
"From now on."
"The security here will be taken over by ."
....
Ding dong!
[Welco!]
At a corner of the square in the Nanjiang District.
The grayish-white tiled floor, the chanical intelligent welco sound ca from the glass door of the noodle shop.
Chen Feng glanced at the people coming in and out, sitting at a clean wooden table by the window.
A slight aroma of noodles reached his nose as a bowl of noodle with fried sauce was placed in front of him by the waiter.
"Student Chen...."
Sitting opposite him, Wang Hanwen looked a bit embarrassed as she glanced through the gap in the waiter’s arm placing the food, showing a sowhat apologetic expression.
Her original intention was to invite him to a formal al, but unexpectedly, he was adamant about going to this ordinary street-side noodle shop.
"I appreciate the gesture..."
"Besides, this place isn’t bad either."
Chen Feng said calmly, ultimately accepting the sincere invitation.
Soon after, he said no more.
He quietly picked up the chopsticks, stirring the noodles and sauce, slowly tasting them.
The flavor was decent, and the noodles were quite tender...
The atmosphere was silent, seeing that he didn’t seem reluctant.
Wang Hanwen breathed a sigh of relief, finally refraining from speaking to disturb him.
The three of them ate the noodles in silence, the boy nad Wang Zhou glancing back and forth between Chen Feng and Wang Hanwen.
Knowing better than to ask more, though maybe he just didn’t like the silent atmosphere.
After slurping so noodles, he couldn’t help but continue the private conversation topic from before.
"Sister, after the club course ends, I’m going to Yanwu Gym to practice boxing."
"What do you think?"
As he spoke, he didn’t notice that the other two at the table both hesitated briefly.
"This...."
Wang Hanwen cautiously glanced at Chen Feng, seeing him continue enjoying the noodles, only then did she look towards her cousin.
"Of course you can."
"But does our uncle know about your plan?"
"I haven’t told him yet, I guess he won’t be very willing."
Sounding a bit troubled, Wang Zhou sighed and said, "He’s always telling to study well and not get distracted."
"But I just like martial arts, what can I do?"
Wang Hanwen felt a bit helpless hearing this, then listened as the boy continued to talk about the topic, as if pouring out his troubles.
"Becoming a martial artist is my dream, and there might be a new policy released soon."
"My teacher said, if you can establish a rank in martial arts, you might be able to get extra points in major exams in the future."
"Moreover, achieving success in martial arts can also provide good prospects for the future... Anyway, I’m going to Yanwu Gym for martial arts training."
The boy’s words echoed continuously, firm and mature, obviously having considered a lot.
Wang Hanwen thought it made so sense, but then noticed a burly middle-aged man at the adjacent table interject with a smile.
"Young lad, practicing martial arts doesn’t necessarily an you have to go to Yanwu Gym, right?"
"Our Fei Niao Boxing Hall is also recruiting apprentices, would you like to find out more?"
"No."
Wang Zhou rejected outright, leaving the man with no room to maintain face.
"If I’m going, I’m going to the best; Yanwu Gym is the biggest martial arts hall in Nanjiang."
"Besides, I heard that the legendary martial artist is at Yanwu Gym, even stronger than a grandmaster. What do you think, uncle?"
The unfamiliar middle-aged man’s face was awkward, feeling a bit disgraced.
"Young lad, Yanwu Gym is indeed formidable, but their aptitude requirents are also high, not everyone can get in."
"I suggest you really think it through..."
"I can definitely do it."
Wang Zhou retorted, interrupting, and the two almost had a quarrel.
Wang Hanwen felt a headache coming on and wanted to persuade them.
At the critical mont.
Ka-da!
The sound of putting down chopsticks interrupted all the noise.
Chen Feng’s bowl of Zhajiang noodles was empty, and he took a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth.
"Why do you insist on practicing martial arts?"
He looked at the young man nad Wang Zhou in front of him and suddenly asked.
Wang Zhou was clearly startled and instinctively replied, "I want to beco a Martial Artist."
"Do you know what a Martial Artist is?"
Chen Feng asked again.
"I... I..."
Wang Zhou struggled to answer, simultaneously subconsciously ignoring why he wanted to answer.
The middle-aged man’s face relaxed, and he was about to smile.
But.
Tap!
The figure stood up, his burly physique blocking out a lot of light.
Everyone in the room felt inexplicably oppressive, including the middle-aged man whose expression subtly changed.
"Martial Artist..."
Chen Feng shook his head, realizing that this question might be too profound for a young man.
Because there was a mont when even he felt montarily confused.
The strong ones in Qinggang City were all wiped out under the Black Tide, reduced to Flas in the Heroic Spirit Hall.
Can a Martial Artist really make it to the end?
"Thanks for the hospitality."
Putting aside his thoughts, he said to Wang Hanwen.
Then he stepped out, brushing past as he left.
The smooth footsteps echoed in everyone’s hearts, and the entire noodle shop fell into unusual silence.
And at that mont.
Boom!!!
A sudden explosion thunderously erupted, and blinding flas blossod high above the distant Central City.
Everyone’s bodies shook, eyes widened, people inside and outside the shop and on both sides of the street hurriedly looked over.
Whoosh!!!
It seed that a temporary building of Chi Bo Energy suddenly exploded, flas shot into the sky, and three flying devices rapidly ascended, piercing through billowing black smoke, heading straight for the outskirts of the city.
"This... what’s happening..."
"What happened!!"
Soone in the noodle shop shouted incredulously, and even the argunt that almost happened earlier was forgotten.
"No, there’s soone!"
"Soone is flying!!"
Suddenly, another exclamation arose, and the crowd focused their attention.
They saw behind the swiftly ascended fleeing flying devices, a figure was jetting flas like a rocket, flying in pursuit, while soone else stood on a Flying Shuttle, speeding through the air.
At the sa ti.
Buzz buzz!
The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Chen Feng’s Perception saw Han Chao initiating a sudden call.
Taking it out and answering, he stood at the entrance of the noodle shop, raising his head to look at the chaotic scene in the sky and the smoke among the high-rise buildings.
"Master Chen!"
"This is bad!! There really is a problem with Chi Bo Energy!! Han Mingchuan attacked our people and is trying to flee the country..."
Crash!!
Before the voice on the call finished speaking, the three flying devices in mid-air suddenly scattered, each heading in a different direction.
One even lowered its altitude to attack the urban buildings.
Boom boom boom!!
A hundred-ter-tall building had its top corner destroyed by a Sniper Cannon, the walls collapsed, crashing down like a teor.
Amid the rolling smoke, shattered glass windows beca the sharpest blades, with various heavy interior objects and cent blocks mixed in, all plumting downwards.
"Ah!!"
"Run away!!"
Cars and pedestrians on the street were montarily panicked and confused, screams and chaos erupted and spread rapidly!
Those in pursuit, like Zhao Feijiang, looked grim, clearly seeing how many pedestrians were fleeing in panic on the asphalt road of the urban streets.
This was a severe urban accident.
If no one stepped in to stop and rescue, countless people would end up in the final casualty statistics, and countless families would be broken.
But if they went to rescue, then this chase and investigation...
"Damn! Han Mingchuan, that beast!!"
Zhao Feijiang gritted his teeth, ready to give up the chase and opt for rescue.
At the critical mont.
Beep!
A shared military communication suddenly sounded, with a voice.
"Understood."
The deep voice echoed, seemingly affecting the entire nearby block.
The people in the noodle shop hadn’t snapped out of it, and the pedestrians in the street were still in chaotic flight.
Chen Feng hung up the call and pushed open the glass door of the noodle shop.
Buzz!!!
In an instant, the world froze.
The teor-like objects from the collapsing building, and those sharp shards of glass, all halted in mid-air.
Unparalleled storm pressure surged into the sky, sweeping the clouds, reflecting in everyone’s ntal world.
For a mont, all was silent.
Only his black trench coat flapped wildly as Chen Feng stood at the door of the noodle shop, slightly turning his head.
His gaze crossed the stunned crowd and the middle-aged man from the boxing hall, finally eting the wide-eyed young man nad Wang Zhou.
"In Yanwu Gym, I can make the decision."
"If you can beco a Martial Artist here, don’t forget... to answer my question today."
Bang!!
As the voice fell, the figure disappeared.
Crackling blue electric arcs flickered in place as an unruly scarlet storm surged into the sky.
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