Perhaps it was the long-awaited outcome that finally came to fruition. After Pei Feng broke through to the Grandmaster level, Hua Fuye allowed him to enter Night Owl's laboratory for the first time.
The presence of such a technologically advanced place in the ancient and secluded setting seems utterly out of place.
The building has a high-density, silver-gray, unidentified metallic exterior, and the corridor is filled with researchers in white lab coats coming and going.
If it weren't for the shocking stench of blood emanating from the building, Pei Feng would probably have thought he had stumbled upon a medical research institute, rather than a den of madmen who reveled in human experimentation—a description that is undeniably apt.
After Hua Fuye brought Pei Feng here, he took him to his private room, where he would learn about the latest developments in the experiment, things that Pei Feng did not need to know yet.
So Pei Feng, left alone in the hall, looked around in confusion.
Fortunately, the Palace Master didn't restrict what he could or couldn't see, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to sneak a peek, right?
With that in mind, Pei Feng began to wander around casually.
Some laboratories are specifically used to store liquid medicines, with all sorts of colored liquids stored in transparent glass jars, neatly arranged.
At first glance, it looks beautiful and exquisite, making it impossible to imagine how cruel the real purpose of the liquid inside is.
Continuing forward, Pei Feng came across some rooms filled with experimental subjects.
Inside a glass container about three meters tall, a human-shaped body was stored with its chest cut open, and the green liquid emitted a creepy glow under the light.
Pei Feng had heard of this liquid before; it could preserve the physical body and even maintain vital signs.
Didn't you see that the heart of the person inside the biggest jar, whose abdomen had been ripped open, was still beating?
Even at this stage, he didn't die; he was basically kept alive by the green liquid.
Pei Feng felt no discomfort with the scene.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the lab, he went inside and looked through the documents.
Unlike the organized data presented to Hua Fuye, the laboratory screen was filled with characters that Pei Feng couldn't understand at all, making it extremely complex and difficult to decipher.
Pei Feng glanced at it twice with a headache, but finally looked away.
He decided to let himself go.
However, something else caught his attention—a list of experiments stored on a screen.
He can't understand the experimental records, but surely he can understand the names of people?
With that in mind, Pei Feng opened the document.
There's nothing strange about it; it's like an ID card—a photo, a name, and at most, it records their gender and talent, nothing more.
Pei Feng wasn't particularly sentimental; this document didn't resonate with him.
—Until he saw two familiar names near the end of the list.
Pei Shangxuan, Lu Mian.
Pei Feng paused as he flipped through the documents. Although his face remained expressionless, a storm was brewing in his heart.
...
Pei Feng is from China.
But he had lived among owls since he was very young.
Years ago, his family was murdered by a stranger. At the age of five, he couldn't understand why a group of people rushed into his house, chased and slashed his parents, and even kidnapped him after they saw him.
However, on the way to his abduction, he was rescued by a man who called himself Night Owl and brought back to the organization.
He had a very happy childhood before the age of five, with a loving father and mother, and friendly teachers and classmates at school.
Unfortunately, he doesn't have many memories of it.
Even because he was influenced by the Night Owl's style from a young age, his personality gradually became bloodthirsty.
The environment in which one grows up can determine many things.
Just like Jiang Wuyuan's taciturn nature, just like Huo Ling's lively and cheerful demeanor, which stemmed from being surrounded by love since childhood.
Identity determines one's stance.
Since Pei Feng joined Night Owl, and since he gradually understood many things, he knew that he had no choice at all, and he was increasingly enjoying this path of no return.
Upon suddenly discovering the whereabouts of his parents, Pei Feng couldn't describe his feelings.
They were used as experimental subjects, and might end up as ugly, inhuman creatures?
Perhaps while he was being taught by the Night Owls as a child, his parents were trapped in a laboratory, having non-human things implanted into their bodies by researchers in white coats, or perhaps they were disemboweled and lay helplessly on the pale white beds of the laboratory.
laugh..........
Pei Feng scoffed.
Unfortunately, for Pei Feng now, family ties are no longer of any importance.
He calmly closed the document on the screen and looked up at the long, still-unfinished, tech-themed corridor.
...Suddenly, I lost all interest in continuing the stroll.
——
In the end, Jiang Wuyuan still chose to hold a funeral for Huo Qianshan and Huo Ling in Shanhai City.
He was the only person at the entire funeral.
Through Nian Qingfeng's connections, he found the grave of Huo Qianshan's deceased wife and placed the father and son next to this woman they had never met.
If we couldn't be together as a family in life, let us be together in death.
It's also a way of wishing for a chance to continue the relationship in the next life.
Huo Ling was relatively lucky; at least his body was preserved intact by Jiang Wuyuan.
As for Huo Qianshan, only a cenotaph remains.
Jiang Wuyuan stood in front of the three tombstones for a long time, and finally, without saying a word, he turned around and left the mountainside alone.
...
The Huo family's former manor has become a deserted place.
The area is guarded by military personnel, who prevent anyone from getting close.
"It must be Master's arrangement," Jiang Wuyuan thought to himself as he watched this scene, before walking openly through the main gate.
The entire villa retains its original appearance.
Although the entire study was destroyed in the explosion, it has now been repaired.
Even without anyone managing it, the tireless butler robots that work as long as there is electricity still diligently clean the entire villa.
So everything was clean, as if nothing had happened.
This was Jiang Wuyuan's first return to Shanhai City since the incident with Huo Qianshan.
The sky was still so blue, and the bustling commercial street remained as noisy as ever.
Unfortunately, people are not as they used to be.
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