Lin Hao looked at him with disdain.

"Stop looking at me like that!"

Yan Xing pointed at him angrily, her spit almost spraying onto Lin Hao's face.

"I hate hypocritical guys like you the most. Stop talking about being great and glorious! Building such a large base, aren't you just trying to step on everyone and enslave them?"

He raised his hands and looked like he understood you so well.

"Then you can go ask Zhuang Wu Gou. Oh, you probably don't dare to ask. Just use your dog eyes to see clearly whether Zhuang Wu Gou has taken any personal gain from those ordinary people?"

"He lives even worse than the ordinary people in the base. Go to his office and see what time he gets up and goes to bed every day."

Lin Hao looked at him with pity. It was obvious that Yan Xing was caught in some kind of power game of his own imagination.

"I"

When Yan Xing saw Lin Hao's eyes, he was like a jumping cat and wanted to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that he had no way to refute.

Because everything Lin Hao said was true. In this base, perhaps anyone in the middle could be said to be an ordinary person being exploited.

The only exception is Zhuang Wu Gou. He is always busy in the office, always worrying about the base. No one has ever seen him enjoying himself.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, because it was obvious that he finally got the opportunity to mock Lin Hao, whom he regarded as a thorn in his side.

But now Lin Hao left him speechless.

After a long while, he suddenly thought of something, and the aggrieved look on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sinister glance.

"Okay, you are right, but what can I do? You are destined to die here today."

He seemed to have finally grasped the key to victory, and the contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth appeared again.

"Did Lao Zhuang ask you to do this to me? Did he already know what I was doing?"

Lin Hao wanted to know how and when he was discovered.

"Humph, you left a backdoor in the machine, and you secretly used the serum to study it without reporting it. He would have discovered it a long time ago."

This time it was Yan Xing who looked at Lin Hao with pity, but Lin Hao was not angry at all.

"But he still wants to know why you do this? I am also very curious. Why do you want to do something that is detrimental to the Ark when you have something so close at hand?"

Yan Xing raised his hand as he spoke.

There seemed to be some kind of faint noise in the room, and countless metal blades floated up from the side and wandered around him.

"Why didn't he come and ask me in person? Instead, he asked you..."

Lin Hao asked, but when he suddenly saw Yan Xing's actions, his expression suddenly froze.

"You have become an awakener? What's going on? This method is not..."

Yan Xing seemed to enjoy Lin Hao's shocked expression. The blades were circling around him, leaping with joy, as if each blade had its own soul: "He doesn't have time to deal with you, so he asked me to send you off, but..."

He moved his face closer to Lin Hao and threatened him:

"You'd better tell me your purpose honestly, otherwise..."

A blade whizzed past Lin Hao and cut a wound as thin as a silk thread on his arm.

The wound was extremely narrow but deep enough that it could not be seen with the naked eye, but blood soon seeped out of the line-like wound.

Lin Hao immediately covered the place where he was cut in pain.

"I will let you experience what it means to live, or rather, to die."

Immediately, another blade scratched across Lin Hao's cheek, causing him to squint his eyes in pain.

It seems that if Lin Hao doesn't say it, Yan Xing plans to cut him one by one like this, slowly torturing him until he says it.

The situation was very bad. Lin Hao's brain was working rapidly, trying to come up with an explanation to fool him.

However, he had reason to suspect that even if he told it, he would still not be able to escape Yan Xing's torture, as his eyes were filled with hatred.

I really don't know why there is no deep hatred between the two of them, but he actually hates and despises himself so much.

But suddenly, Lin Hao's pupils shrank slightly, as if he saw something.

His expression suddenly relaxed, as if he hadn't heard Yan Xing's threat, and he continued to ask: "Why did you become an awakener? Isn't the serum still harmful to ordinary people?"

He knew how to get Yan Xing to speak, so he pretended to be jealous, as if he envied Yan Xing very much.

Seeing Lin Hao's expression, Yan Xing proudly forgot about his previous question.

Anyway, in his eyes, Lin Hao was already a dead man, so he didn't care: "There are many things you don't know!"

Yan Xing seemed to have finally gained the upper hand. He grinned and chuckled, then unbuttoned his research uniform, revealing the shocking surgical scars underneath.

Lin Hao looked at the sutured wounds on his body. It seemed as if some mechanical device was operating in his body, and light was flickering from under Yan Xing's skin.

"Cyborgization?"

Lin Hao seemed to have guessed what had happened. He remembered that this kind of operation was mentioned in the recording of the virus serum metadata.

"Oh? It seems you know a lot."

Yan Xing raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting that Lin Hao actually knew what was going on.

"As long as some core parts are artificially implanted, the speed of awakening can be faster than the speed of T virus erosion. I have suffered a lot."

Lin Hao looked at the scars on his body and realized that the prosthetics he had undergone were probably not mature or stable yet.

It was only here that Yan Xing suddenly reacted. He buttoned up his shirt and lowered his eyes to look at Lin Hao on the ground: "Okay, you should tell the truth. You are not going to play any tricks, are you?"

He waved his finger, and suddenly a circle of blades began to circle around Lin Hao's body. Lin Hao could feel the cold feeling coming from the blades.

"I have one last question!"

Two more blades slashed across Lin Hao's shoulders and calves, leaving him speechless.

"You ask too many questions. I'm running out of patience!"

Yan Xing's expression turned cold.

"Speak! Or, let me torture you until you speak."

But just as he bent down, he felt a strong murderous intent coming from behind, making his soul seem to suffocate.

“Who is it?!”

He turned his head suddenly, and all the blades were retracted to his side with his movement, as if protecting him.

But there was no one behind him, except for the lamp used for lighting, there was not even a fly.