Zhuang Li? There is no time to be sad at all.
He clenched his fists, his voice filled with endless coldness: "Who killed Bei Ming?"
This question was addressed to both the agent beside him and 7480.
They both answered at the same time: "I don't know?"
7480: "I can only see the status of the task, but not who completed it, unless I'm on the same team as the person who completed it."
The agent sent a photo of the car accident to Zhuang Li's phone and explained, "No one saw who killed him, and the surveillance cameras didn't capture any footage. This is a photo taken by local residents at the scene."
Zhuang Li opened the photo and took a look. It showed an overturned SUV burning in flames. There were indeed no clues.
The agent continued, "According to Major General Bei Ming's team, there were two people ambushing them. One wielded a long knife and had a body harder than steel; the other could fire fireballs, radiating such intense heat that it could melt bullets."
At this point, the agent paused, his expression somewhat awkward. It seemed that even he himself found these words ridiculous.
But it is very intriguing that the people who said them were a group of battle-hardened special forces soldiers, not children.
After calming down, the agent finished his words, "These team members became separated from Major General Bei Ming while fleeing. They didn't see who ultimately killed the major general. There were no surveillance cameras in the alley where the incident occurred. The psychologist is currently interviewing them to see if they can find any more clues."
The person is dead, but the police do not intervene. Instead, they let the psychologist talk to him. It can be seen that these people still do not believe in the prophecy that the end of the world is about to break out, and they do not believe that people with super powers really exist.
Zhuang Li shook his head, smiled coldly, and then ordered, "You ask the painter to talk to the witness. I want to know what the two people who ambushed Bei Ming looked like."
He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "After Bei Ming died, you took pictures, right?"
The agent asked uncertainly, "Do you really want to see it?"
"Please give it to me." Zhuang Li held out his hand and said firmly, "This is what I must face. I must know what he has suffered."
The agent looked at him with pity, then sent him a photo.
Looking at Bei Ming lying in a pool of blood, Zhuang Li pressed his chest with trembling hands. At this moment, it felt as if his heart had been ripped out.
Bright red bloodshot instantly filled his eyes, and tears slowly formed. But he suppressed the sadness in his heart. He kept telling himself: "Anyone can give up, but you can't!"
Even death could not make him give up Bei Ming.
"Please bring the body back to me as soon as possible, thank you." His voice was as dry as gravel.
"Our people are already on the way. You will be able to meet Major General Bei Ming by tomorrow night at the latest." The agent promised.
Zhuang Li waved his hand and slowly walked upstairs. The living room was full of people, but no one dared to stop him. What he needed most was a corner to lick his wounds.
Ye Huai, a man without much observation, had actually followed him quietly, peeking at the door, brewing words of comfort. He thought Manager Zhuang would cry in secret, but he didn't.
He went into the bathroom, washed his face, and even carefully styled his hair in front of the mirror. Then he walked out while applying disinfectant and spoke in an extremely calm tone: "Do you want to have superpowers? Do you want your family to be the first to live in the base I built after the apocalypse breaks out?"
Ye Huai immediately forgot those words of comfort and said hurriedly: "I want to!"
"If you want, you can serve as bait to capture those taskers." Zhuang Li slowly sat down on the sofa and further promised, "Don't worry, I can guarantee your safety 100%. I need the genes of the taskers, the more the better. I will extract their best gene fragments and transplant them into you, so that you can also possess their abilities. Of course, the extent of genetic modification you can withstand is still unknown, because everyone's genetic potential is limited. But I can guarantee that you will at least become more powerful than you are now."
Zhuang Li leaned forward slightly, staring into Ye Huai's eyes, and asked, "Do you agree to this deal?"
Ye Huai nodded vigorously without even thinking: "I agree!"
Becoming stronger and having the ability to protect himself and his family is what he longs for in his dreams!
Zhuang Li held out his hand and said calmly, "Deal."
Ye Huai held his cold hand and said, "Deal."
At that moment, he felt a genuine admiration for his roommate. If he were in such a desperate situation, he wouldn't be able to find any way to change or save the situation. He would only be able to hide away and cry bitterly.
Geniuses and ordinary people really live in two completely different worlds.
At the same time, he deeply regretted his past actions. Why had he used social skills to measure a person's worth? By the time he realized that wisdom was the foundation of a person's life, it was already too late.
Thank God for giving him a chance to be reborn, allowing him to get to know his roommate again.
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The next day, Zhuang Lizhen indeed saw Bei Ming's body. He simply touched the man's cold cheek and quickly extracted some of the still-viable skeletal muscle stem cells to cultivate a new body. Then, he placed the mutilated corpse in the freezer.
Now he has no right to be sad, not even time to cry. He must race against death.
Ye Huai's whereabouts were deliberately revealed by him, so task takers kept coming to him.
That day, Ye Huai was standing by the window of the laboratory looking at the scenery in the distance. A strange figure walked towards him silently, and its body gradually solidified from a transparent state.
There is no doubt that this is a tasker, he seems to be able to become invisible.
He was getting closer and closer to Ye Huai. When he was within reach, his hand with sharp nails stabbed into Ye Huai's back fiercely.
However, Ye Huai disappeared into thin air at the moment when he was about to succeed.
No, it shouldn't be said that he disappeared. It was that Ye Huai wasn't even there. The person standing by the window, looking out at the scenery, was just a holographic projection of him. It was realistic enough to fool anyone.
The invisible man was horrified and turned to run, but the floor under his feet suddenly generated an electric current of several million volts. This single blow made him fall down with a scream.
This is probably what it feels like to be struck by lightning.
After a while, the electric current disappeared, and a group of staff members carried away the invisible man, whose life or death was unknown, in a familiar manner, and everything returned to calm.
This room is the trap specially made by Zhuang Li to capture the tasker.
If the tasker is very fast, the temperature of the room will drop suddenly and freeze the other person into ice.
If the tasker is very powerful, the air in the room will disappear in an instant, causing the other party to suffocate and become unconscious.
If the tasker possessed a body as hard as steel, the room would repeatedly enter rapid freezing and thawing mode. Even if the person had skin and bones of steel, their skin would crack inch by inch due to the expansion and contraction of heat and cold, eventually collapsing in a pool of blood.
In just a few weeks, Zhuang Li used this trap to capture two B-level taskers and one C-level tasker.
After that, no more questers dared to come. They seemed to be able to communicate with each other and knew which quests could be accepted and which could not be accepted.
Only low-level taskers will accept a task worth 10,000 points. Once low-level taskers find that doing this task is dangerous, they will not risk their lives for a mere 10,000 points.
In this way, Zhuang Li waited silently for another two weeks before finally completing the trapping plan.
He injected anesthetic into the four subjects and made them lie down on the test bench, with their hands and feet firmly restrained by metal rings made of special materials.
One tasker is a chameleon, with the ability to change body shape and self-heal; one tasker has extremely fast speed and can take advantage of difficulties; one tasker has iron skin and great strength; one tasker has the ability to be invisible.
Compared to ordinary people, they seemed very powerful, but 7480 was dissatisfied: "Master, the entry threshold to the Trial Field is C-level. This means that the four people you captured are actually small ants with very weak strength. If you want to transform the gods into super warriors, you need to capture taskers of S-level or above. Their genes are the best."
Zhuang Liye analyzed the genes of several people and whispered, "Little idiot, your understanding of genes is wrong. Just because someone is very good doesn't mean their genes are also good. Just because someone is very stupid doesn't mean their genes are inferior.
"For example, if a genius has a genetic disease, it means his genes are defective. If a person with low intelligence is very strong, it means his genes have disease resistance and he is naturally gifted in this respect.
"Everyone's genes have their own strengths and weaknesses. What I need to do is extract all the advantageous genes, improve and enhance them, and then replicate and transplant them. After my improvement, the excellent genes of these four people can become extremely powerful."
Zhuang Li explained as he calculated the data, "Furthermore, if I want to find more powerful genes, I don't necessarily have to capture the tasker. The species on Earth are more than enough for me. In this world, some seemingly ordinary species are far more powerful than you can imagine. Even in the face of an SSS-level tasker, they won't necessarily lose."
7480's curiosity was piqued, and he quickly asked, "Which ordinary species can be more powerful than an SSS-level tasker? Master, tell me quickly!"
"There's a species of ironclad beetle in North America whose hard shell allows it to survive being run over by cars. It can withstand pressure 40,000 times greater than its own body weight. If this ability were transferred to a human, that person could catch a missile with their bare hands and survive the violent explosion unscathed. And the species with the strongest genes on Earth is a marine creature called the mantis shrimp—"
Before Zhuang Li could finish, 7480 started yelling, "The strongest creature on Earth is a mantis shrimp? Master, are you sure? You're not kidding?"
"Not really." Zhuang Li shook his head and said seriously, "Humans only have three types of cones, yet we're considered the kings of mammals. Mantis shrimp, on the other hand, possess sixteen. You'll never be able to imagine the world they see, but the world they see is the world as it truly is. They can distinguish infrared and ultraviolet rays with just their naked eyes, and no prey can escape their surveillance."
"With their 7mm fists, they can punch with a force of 150 kilograms, a force greater than that of humans trained in martial arts. They can accelerate their punches from 0 to 80 kilometers per hour in just one-third of a second. This acceleration exceeds 1,000 gravitational accelerations. A rocket launch only requires 10 gravitational accelerations. Shattering a fish tank with one punch is no problem for them.
"After such a quick punch, the shrimp was able to throw a second punch in less than half a millisecond, with the same force as the first punch.
"Its continuous punches were so fast that they triggered the supercavitation effect, boiling the surrounding water. The bubbles created by the supercavitation effect released a temperature of 6,700 degrees Celsius when they collapsed, hotter than the surface of the sun, creating a dazzling light. This light is the legendary sonoluminescence effect. So the movie scene where Superman disappears into a point of light as he accelerates into space is scientifically based. The Pegasus Meteor Fist, with its radiant light, is also real."
Zhuang Li put down his lab notebook and concluded, "If the mantis shrimp's abilities were applied to a human, then this person could fling a satellite into outer space with their bare hands, and punch out with a heat as intense as the sun. And with a punch faster than a meteor, each one packs a powerful punch, capable of destroying a skyscraper. Do you think an SSS-level tasker has a chance of success against such a monster?"
7480 trembled at the thought. If its owner hadn't told it, it wouldn't have known how terrifying a tiny mantis shrimp could be.
"So, you want to transform the gods into shrimps?"
Zhuang Li lowered his head and continued to calculate the data. He said calmly, "Yes, this transformation will mainly rely on the genes of the mantis shrimp. The genes of the taskers are just auxiliary."
This sounds a bit funny, but when 7480 thinks that the resurrected god will have the power to shoot out a sun with his bare hands, he can no longer laugh.
As usual, let’s observe a moment of silence for those who completed the task.
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