At the same time, Jiang Chuyi, who was far away in the base, suddenly felt a palpitation.
She put her hand over her chest, and when she tried to feel it carefully, the trembling feeling she had just felt had disappeared.
"What the hell is going on?" She put down the book in her hand, thought about it, and contacted the mistress far away.
After all, she still felt that those humans were too weak. Even though He Sizhao was incredibly powerful now, she always felt that something unexpected would happen.
So she secretly ordered Xiao San to follow them and report to her everything they did every day without being discovered by them.
She turned on the communicator while asking Xiao San what happened.
The message He Shizhao sent was still the same one, saying that they were about to take action and see you later.
Xiao San's reply came quickly.
"Got in?" Jiang Chuyi repeated, "Did anything unusual happen?"
The mistress gave a negative answer.
"Maybe I'm thinking too much." Jiang Chuyi picked up the book again, and after a few seconds, she called Xiao San back.
"Contact all high-level zombies nearby and follow them in to see what's happening. If anything unexpected happens to them, attack them directly without waiting for my orders."
…
Five hundred kilometers underground, everyone remained silent as the countdown ticked away, each second a fleeting moment in everyone's life.
"Captain He, why don't you leave first? With your speed, you still have time to get out now." A voice came from somewhere in the team. "As long as you're still alive, there's still hope."
With his beginning, different voices began to ring out.
"Yes, Captain. We came here with the determination to die anyway. Although it's a bit regretful now, don't waste your time here for us."
"As long as we are avenged, we will die without regrets!"
There are still nine minutes left, and it can't be solved no matter what.
The team did have explosives technicians, but it was impossible for them to handle such a huge and complex bomb in such a short time.
"Shut up! The boss hasn't spoken yet, and what are you all saying here?" Wuyi roared, "If anyone keeps talking nonsense, I'll skin him alive when we get out!"
He seemed unintentionally vicious, but he had no other options.
Hearing the tremor in his voice, everyone fell silent.
Who would want to die here in vain? But this is the reality, and preserving the only remaining spark of fire is the only choice they have.
In the tense silence, He Sizhao let out a breath.
His voice reached other channels, making everyone nervous.
"We can only try our best to save the situation," he said softly. "It's life or death, let's take a gamble."
Wuyi was stunned: "How to bet?"
He Sizhao: "Cheng Yi, mobilize all the earth elements around you and do your best to bury the bomb. Can you do it?"
"Yes, but Captain He, I can't stop it from exploding..."
"You just need to control it first and don't worry about anything else."
"Okay, I'll try my best."
After giving instructions to Cheng Yi, He Sizhao turned his gaze to a soldier in the team.
"Fang Yuanqing." He called out the other person's name accurately. "You are the best explosion-proof soldier, but you have never awakened your talent, right?"
"Yes, Captain." Fang Yuanqing's expression was tense, and there was a hint of shame. "I'm very sorry..."
"I'm the one who should be sorry."
Fang Yuanqing was stunned, and there were others who were also confused.
He Sizhao strode towards Fang Yuanqing, and then, in front of everyone's astonished eyes, grabbed his neck.
"!!" Fang Yuanqing widened his eyes in shock, but he could not withstand He Sizhao's strength no matter what. His face soon turned purple and he was on the verge of death.
In just a few seconds, his hands and feet stopped moving stiffly and he almost died.
The people from the other two teams could not see the specific situation, they could only hear the gasps and hard struggles. They were confused for a moment and asked anxiously.
"The boss... is about to strangle Fang Yuanqing to death." Wuyi said blankly.
No one believed that He Sizhao would actually kill his companions. Everyone was so shocked that they even forgot to send thousands of people to stop him.
"Kill Fang Yuanqing... I understand." Su Mo was the one who reacted the fastest.
Just as he finished speaking, Fang Yuanqing, who was on the verge of death, suddenly burst out with great vitality. His eyes turned back to normal, and he even had the strength to fiddle with He Sizhao's iron-hard arm.
He Sizhao's eyes lit up and he immediately let him down.
Then, with lightning speed, he struck him on the shoulder.
Poor Fang Yuanqing was almost killed by the captain without knowing what was going on. Then he came back to life inexplicably. Now he was hit by the captain again and was completely stunned.
Not only him, everyone was confused.
Although He Sizhao seemed to have used a strong blow when he pinched him just now, any discerning person could see that the blow that hit him was just a light blow and he didn't use any strength at all.
Just after this palm strike, a huge light burst out from He Shizhao's eyes.
The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Everyone looked at each other, and only Su Mo made a sound of understanding.
"According to research, there's a high probability that a person's talents will be stimulated when they're near death, and a person's talents largely depend on their strengths... I see. This is truly a huge gamble." Su Mo chuckled softly, "Is Brother Zhao missing?"
Before anyone could answer him, he asked and answered his own question.
"It seems so. Hey Zhao, you came faster than I thought."
He Sizhao didn't have time to speak. After depriving Fang Yuanqing of part of his awakened mechanical talent, he strode forward.
At this time, the ground in front had sunk in, and the thick earth element wrapped the body of the bomb, leaving only the thing that looked like a combination lock left outside. Cheng Yi didn't dare to move.
He Sizhao has no tools, he is the strongest tool.
After removing the outer shell, the complex circuit was instantly simplified in his eyes, and he could clearly mark the most core line.
Click.
He condensed a tiny wind blade at his fingertips and cut the thread in a flash.
The countdown stopped at the bright red 0:05.
Only five seconds left before all of them would be buried in this earth.
When the crisis was resolved, everyone was still in a state of disbelief, as if in a dream.
He Sizhao stood up and pointed at the twenty-three tons behind him that had turned into a lump of iron.
"Cheng Yi, you can withdraw now," he said. "Continue the attack. Don't worry this time. If you encounter any obstacles, just force your way through them."
"Is this... the end?" Lu Qianzhi asked in a daze.
"Don't you have to worry about being discovered?" Wuyi asked.
"To be able to prepare such a great gift for us, the doctor is either not here, or he has made full preparations." A cold light flashed in He Sizhao's eyes. "Whichever it is, it means he already knows we are coming. There is no point in hiding it."
It took him another five minutes to return to the hall he had just left.
Facing everyone's incredible gazes, he walked up to Fang Yuanqing.
"I'm sorry," he said. "It happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to explain. This is the only option I could come up with."
"Ah..." Fang Yuanqing scratched his head awkwardly. He still had the palm print left by He Sizhao on his neck, but he smiled innocently. "I should say thank you, Captain. Not only did you save us, but you also helped me awaken my talent! I thought I would never awaken my talent in this lifetime."
"That's right, Boss." Wuyi also came over with shining eyes. "How come I never knew you could learn other people's talents? Is this your own talent? This is amazing!"
He Sizhao didn't comment. He went straight to the gate and kicked it.
He had sharp wind blades on his feet, which directly cut the door open.
Before entering, he deliberately looked back at the camera above, waved his hand, and the camera shattered instantly.
In a moving luxury RV, a thin and shrewd man looked at the screen that turned into snow in an instant, his eyes gloomy, and then he chuckled.
He put the wine aside and sighed, "He Sizhao is indeed He Sizhao. It seems that I underestimated these humans. My baby has really given me a great gift."
A girl in a white dress with long hair covering her face took his wine glass respectfully, then poured the wine, added ice, and perfectly controlled the wine to the three-millimeter position at the rim of the glass, as precise as an instrument.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her long hair. She didn't move and let the other person push her hair away from her face.
Seeing the face that looked exactly like Jiang Chuyi's but was covered with scars, a hint of obsession flashed in the man's eyes, followed by strong disgust and anger.
"It was because of him that you escaped from my control, wasn't it? I raised you for so many years, I shaped you, I made you, and yet you are so naughty."
The girl's eyes were filled with fear and her frail body was trembling, but she did not try to escape.
She didn't dare.
Even though she knew that what she was suffering now was an unprovoked disaster caused by another person, she could only endure it. This was the meaning of her existence.
She watched helplessly as the man took out a shiny knife and made another deep cut on her face, which was already covered with scars.
Bright red artificial blood flowed out and quickly fell on the man's fingers.
Not only did the man not mind the dirt, but he elegantly brought the bloody finger to his mouth and licked it with his tongue.
He looked intoxicated.
"It's her genes, even if it's just a fake, it has such an intoxicating flavor."
He looked at the girl who didn't dare to wipe the blood, and his expression changed to one of lack of interest.
"Go clean it up," he said calmly. "I don't like blood in the car."
In the underground research institute, with He Shizhao's approval, everyone no longer had any concerns. They tried every possible means and quickly entered the institute through different entrances.
"Report on our current location," He Sizhao said. "Team One will enter the living room. This is full of personal belongings. This should be where the target rests and meets guests."
"I didn't expect this guy to have customers." Wuyi muttered.
"Team Two enters the corridor. There are many doors here without labels. We need to explore them one by one," said Su Mo.
"Team three, enter... the warehouse?" Lu Qianzhi's voice was uncertain. "This is a large space with many boxes taller than a person."
"Team three, check the contents of the box. Team two," He Sizhao paused, "you must be extra careful. The deeper the area, the closer it may be to important areas."
"We know, don't worry."
"Boss, if the doctor isn't here anymore, does that mean he's given up on this place?" Wuyi asked as he searched. "Then what are we still doing here?"
"He might have arranged such a powerful bomb not just to kill us," He Sizhao said. "There's no sign of disorder here, which means the target probably left in a hurry and didn't have time to deal with the things inside. He wanted to destroy us and the secrets here together."
"I see." Wuyi suddenly realized and rubbed his hands together. "In that case, this place is even more worth searching. Let me see what the hell that bastard is doing."
Lu Qianzhi suddenly gasped sharply, "These boxes... are full of people! I don't know if they're dead or alive. That guy locked them in cages like animals, then covered them with boxes."
"Wait, what is that?"
Before he could finish his report, Cheng Yi's tense voice rang out.
"That's at the door...is that a person or a zombie?"
At the same time, in a base far away.
Jiang Chuyi listened to Xiao San crying bitterly because she was discovered, and sat up with a dark face.
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