The Chamber of Commerce represents the largest power in the South, the mastermind behind the Central Plains War, the Iron Beast Clan's greatest enemy, and the Mechanical Clan's best friend...

With so many buffs stacked up, their strength is naturally not to be underestimated. There is no doubt that if these raiders on the mountain were to encounter the merchant guild, they would probably die even faster and more miserably.

In contrast, Lingbi was just beginning to rise to prominence.

Apart from having Qin Che, the Grand Master, in charge, no other force can compare to the ancient power that has been passed down for hundreds of years, from the Old World all the way to the Wasteland Era, in terms of military strength, technology, population, and financial resources. They are still alive.

To be able to grow so powerfully in the wasteland, who knows what kind of resources they have.

Sending just Yin Xuan was enough to subdue many forces and organizations in the south.

Qin Che is not afraid...

He was detached enough.

The only thing to do now is to wait and wait for Yin Xuan to come to him. Didn't the Chamber of Commerce want to investigate the technology possessed by the desert people?

According to Qin Che's analysis, the other party probably wanted to know what good things Lingbi had dug up from the 'Reboot' plan, and wanted to get a share of the profits.

That's how capital works: it swallows up one company after another, trying to create a monopoly and make everyone else work for it.

Qin Che was unwilling.

He conquered this land himself; how could he possibly hand it over so easily?

Unless the chamber of commerce offers him a large portion of its resources, such as giving him a large share of the entire chamber, then it's worth considering.

"After all...they're all just bargaining chips..."

He was truly willing to betray the country, even at the cost of Qin Che's life.

No matter what right or wrong there is, nothing is more tangible than what you actually have in your hands.

...

For two consecutive months.

Yin Xuan remained in seclusion, doing nothing, not coming to the garden to talk, and not even sending anyone over to get to know him.

Qin Che was naturally pleased to see this.

My daily work consists of strolling around, reviewing documents in the afternoon and evening, and handling state affairs.

The rest were handed over to Savoy and Lina, to the cabinet, and to the elders of the various levels of government.

A complete hands-off manager.

More often than not, Qin Che was sensing the spiritual energy particles in the world and trying out a new cultivation method through communication with the Black Tide World.

The Master's training method is different from that of the extraordinary.

Like Qin Che, who can now mobilize all the psionic particles within a ten-kilometer radius for his own use, but in reality, this function is quite useless because Qin Che's own psionic foundation is already sufficient for his use.

However, the way to connect with the Black Tide world has changed since the advancement.

Qin Che can enter and exit at any time, just like unlocking a phone with a fingerprint, which is extremely convenient. The Black Tide World has opened a door, which is almost useless to the Master. Normal psionicists need to meditate to enter, but Qin Che does not.

This accelerated his cultivation. For example, when he went out for a stroll and had nothing to do, he could open his eyes and connect to the Black Tide World.

This allowed Qin Che to find a completely new way of cultivating.

Connecting the Black Tide world with the real world creates various psionic tornadoes and tides, which in turn affect the real world.

This method is used to restrict or imprison the opponent.

It resembles a humanoid psionic core, only with a larger range and stronger control.

Of course, it cannot compare to the Pope's two characteristics of 'forbidden zone' and 'withered', which are of a higher level and stronger.

The battle with the Pope in the simulated world taught Qin Che a lot about psionic particles.

These insights were of great help to him.

Of course, if Qin Che were to fight the Pope again, he might not win, but he certainly wouldn't lose too badly. At the very least, he wouldn't be corrupted and entangled by the Pope's 'withering' characteristic anymore.

Two months have passed quite quickly.

That day, Qin Che had just returned from his stroll when Sa Fanyin was waiting for him in the office.

"The documents submitted by Zhou Qing indicate that the research institute's project has made a breakthrough." Sa Fanyin's eyes sparkled, and she smiled.

Qin Che was overjoyed and quickly took it to take a look.

The name Zhou Qing speaks for itself without needing to be explained.

Genetic engineering!

There has indeed been a breakthrough!

Zhou Qing successfully created the first generation of super-gene warriors. All three test subjects survived intact and remained unchanged from before the experiment in terms of temperament, thinking ability, and perspective.

But he is now a completely new human being!

Stronger, more powerful, and longer-lived...and smarter, because their minds are much sharper, they are less prone to illness, and they only need to expend a small amount of energy to unleash enormous potential.

Zhou Qing named it 'Super Gene Generation Warrior', or more commonly, 'Transcendent One'.

“In any case, this is a good thing, although it cannot be deployed to the battlefield yet, because it is still uncertain whether the test subjects can be controlled or whether they are friendly,” Savanyin explained from the side.

Qin Che said, "I'm going to go to the research institute."

Sudden!

An explosion rang out from afar.

Qin Che was taken aback. He and Sa Fanyin walked to the window and saw that it was in the direction of the research institute, located in an underground area of ​​Leopard Court City.

Qin Che's heart sank.

He teleported away instantly.

Safanyin's expression was also solemn, but she did not follow.

...

Inside the research institute, smoke filled the air.

People covered their mouths and noses, dodging in all directions. Zhou Qing supported himself with his hands on the steel table to keep from falling. His left shoulder was injured, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his body was dirty. He was staring intently at a tall, slender person in the dust in front of him.

He was enjoying the power, raising his hand and clenching it into a fist, using all his strength to feel the freedom.

"That feels so good!"

This is a test subject that just broke through the wall of the cabin and escaped. It has already killed more than a dozen people, all of whom were elites from their research institute.

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