Chapter 144 Every file at headquarters is like a cold epitaph…
Yu Qi's team brought Sang Li back to Shangjing City.
Sang Li's overall condition is very strange; all her curves are abnormal.
Blood pressure, heart rate, brain waves, and magnetic field curves all deviated from the norm.
But Yu Qi and the others had no idea what had happened.
Clearly, Qian Rujun hadn't expected them to bring Sang Li back.
Even without Lu Jin, it's enough.
With Sang Li, we have everything.
Qian Rujun checked Sang Li's indicators, which were the mature and compliant indicators of BEAM-071.
This is the real Sang Li.
Qian Rujun stared at the fluctuating curves on the screen, unable to suppress his fervor.
He almost burst out laughing; all the plans, all the simulations, all the waiting, all converged into reality at this moment.
During the process of socialization, her unusual abilities also evolved.
Sang Li is the perfect sample; her genes have achieved a leap that others cannot reach. As long as she is there, he can continue his research and clone batch after batch of new [BEAM-071] based on her genetic template.
That will be his "new order".
More importantly, her body contains unimaginable power. By extracting her spinal fluid, drugs that can control all abnormal beings, and even control humans, can be developed.
At that time, everyone will grovel at his feet and become his most loyal pawns.
Twenty years have passed.
He had been waiting for this day for twenty years.
If Lu Jin hadn't taken Sang Li away back then, she might not have been able to complete her evolution in the real world, and might not have been able to break free from her original genetic shackles. Looking back now, that step was his most correct decision.
She is outstanding.
Her excellence made his heart flutter, filled him with ecstasy, and made him eager to completely dissect, analyze, and utilize her.
Otherwise, what was the point of him lying low for so many years?
Finally, it was time to make the world run according to his will.
One by one, the laboratory lights came on, their cold white light reflecting off the metal walls like the icy shells of insects.
Qian Rujun stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Sang Li, who was strapped to the central experimental chamber.
"Prepare to extract spinal fluid."
His voice was filled with undisguised elation, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
When Peng Bo saw Qian Rujun's appearance, he was subconsciously stunned, and a strange unease rose in his heart.
"Should we start now? Her physical data matches, but..."
Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the other members of BEAM?
Qian Rujun is being far too impatient!
“But what?” Qian Rujun turned his head and sneered, “You understand, Peng Bo. She’s already mature. She’s the key. As long as I extract her spinal fluid, I can complete the final step. Remember, we’ve been waiting for this day for twenty years.”
He paused, then his tone suddenly turned cold and stern: "Execute the order."
Bloomberg's heart was pounding.
Even though he knew this was the "final result" they were looking for, at that moment, he had an ominous intuition, as if they were not leading an experiment, but rather breaking some kind of taboo that could not be reversed.
The flames in Qian Rujun's eyes almost consumed him: "Come on, Sang Li. Let the world see what you can bring."
The robotic arm slowly descended, and a cold light flashed on the tip of the needle.
Click!
A very faint sound.
Sang Li's eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened.
Those eyes weren't black pupils; they were like two lustrous pearls, eerily white, as if they could reflect the light of the entire laboratory.
Qian Rujun's pupils suddenly constricted, and he lost his balance, barely managing to steady himself by holding onto the equipment.
What's going on?!
Wasn't he already given an anesthetic?!
Bloomberg's face turned ashen, his head was ringing as if pierced by countless sharp sound waves, his eardrums vibrated, and his vision began to distort and blur.
“This, this is…” Peng Bo staggered, almost kneeling down.
Qian Rujun's temples bulged with veins: "Oh no! This is the pearl of the Moon Sirens!"
Before the words were even finished, a strong wave of dizziness overwhelmed everyone, and even the instruments emitted sharp, piercing alarms.
"Quickly! Activate the isolation equipment!" Qian Rujun roared.
Red alarm lights flashed, and white smoke instantly sprayed from the top of the laboratory, the chilling gas enveloping the entire space.
The light flashed and the electricity crackled.
After several tens of seconds, the suffocating dizziness finally subsided.
Peng Bo was covered in cold sweat, leaning against the railing, panting heavily, his legs almost giving way: "What... what is this... how is this possible..."
Qian Rujun stared intently at the central experimental table.
Sang Li lay there quietly, her breathing steady, as if nothing had happened.
Her eyes closed again, her long eyelashes trembling.
"..."
Qian Rujun's breathing became rapid, his brows furrowed into a tight knot, and an inexplicable chill rose in his heart.
"What...what was that just now?" Peng Bo's voice trembled.
The isolation devices in the laboratory had just been activated, and residual cold mist still lingered in the air.
"The magnetic field is fluctuating."
Bloomberg's voice trembled, and the monitor in his hand flashed with chaotic red lines.
Qian Rujun narrowed his eyes, his breathing heavy: "Find other lab personnel first."
He shoved open the heavy metal door.
The darkness of the corridor outside instantly engulfed the two of them.
The originally cold white lights dimmed one by one, as if they had been snapped off by an invisible hand.
The light and shadow flickered, and shadows crept across the four walls.
Click!
Ahead, in the middle of the dimly lit corridor, stood a figure.
Sang Li.
Why is Sang Li in the corridor?
She was wearing a white lab coat, the fabric swaying with the air conditioning, and her bare feet were on the cold, hard floor.
She seemed like an elf who had been peeled away from the gap between light and shadow.
Suddenly, her head tilted to the side, and her joints made a cracking sound that amplified in the deathly silent corridor, sounding like the sharp crack of bones being snapped.
The next second, the corners of his lips slowly curved up, his gaze became strange, and the whites of his eyes disappeared.
"...We've found you."
The sound was drawn out, like an echo that didn't belong to humans, as if it came from countless layers of emptiness.
Bloomberg's breathing quickened instantly, as if his throat was blocked, and a chill ran down his spine.
Qian Rujun paused slightly as the alarm bells rang.
A dull knock came from the end of the corridor.
What's going on?!
***
BEAM-097 Park Underground Laboratory.
It's not far from headquarters.
After all, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
Sang Li, Chi Du, and Lu Jin sneaked in through the deserted passage.
The passageway is flanked by cold white protective walls, with security cameras rotating regularly.
Lu Jin raised his hand and lightly swiped his fingertip, causing all the surveillance footage to instantly malfunction, turning the screen black and silent.
Sang Li: "You've gone home?"
Lu Jin: "..."
Sang Li: "Is it okay to treat your former employer like this?"
Lu Jin: "Tsk."
The laboratory door was tightly shut, and the vials of medicine emitted an eerie bluish glow under the cold light.
Sang Li looked at the medicine on the shelf, her eyes flashing with complex emotions for a moment, but she quickly turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Can Slo's paintings really control them?"
Chi Du's gaze was profound: "Your idea will scare them to death."
Sang Li blinked, a sly glint in her eyes: "That's good."
This is her plan.
She would allow herself to be "taken away," while simultaneously using Amber's unusual abilities to create disruption. When Qian Rujun and Peng Bo stared at her, they wouldn't see her, but rather a terrifying illusion extending from Slo's painting—just as Slo initially drew people into his artwork.
Let Qian Rujun and Peng Bo enter the painting, and inside the painting is Amber waiting for them, as well as the world they themselves have conceived.
Absolutely perfect.
So when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.
This is the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain.
The medicines and files are neatly arranged in the cabinets on both sides.
Logically, the laboratory should have everything, but Sang Li carefully searched through the room and still couldn't find the dispersant she needed.
Instead, a whole row of cabinets was filled with files of various numbered anomalous entities. Each file was like a cold epitaph, recording the anomalous entity that had been contained, modified, or even erased.
Lu Jin walked up from behind: "Don't worry, it should be inside this experimental base."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of hurried footsteps echoed from the depths of the corridor.
“Someone’s here.” Chi Du stood in the doorway.
The next second, he raised his hand and slashed open a crack. Before several fully armed guards could react, they were pulled into the spatial rift.
The moment the crack closed, only a piercing sound of air tearing remained.
Deathly silence returned.
There is another closed alloy door inside the laboratory.
With a push of the finger, the door lock unlocked with a mechanical sound.
The door slowly opened.
What hit me wasn't the smell of medicine, but the strong smell of disinfectant.
"Holy crap."
The entire room was a huge greenhouse-like space, densely packed with transparent petri dishes.
The lab earlier was just a cover; their intelligence was indeed accurate.
Clones float in the petri dish.
The faces of those "people" were almost identical: pale, hollow, with their eyes closed, like sleeping dolls enveloped in liquid.
The tubing extends from their bodies and merges into complex instruments.
“…This is…” Sang Li’s voice tightened.
In that instant, a terrible thought flashed through her mind.
She turned to look at Lu Jin and Chi Du: "Is the potion inside these clones? Because it needs to be preserved in its active state."
The cold light resembled will-o'-the-wisps.
Those still-closed eyelids seemed to be trembling slightly.
They can't take it with them yet.
Moreover, it cannot be destroyed.
Then we have no choice but to make it public.
Petri dish.
Living organism.
Medicine.
It really has been twenty years, and nothing has changed.
Sang Li stared at the petri dish, not feeling oppressed, but rather angry, and a chilling feeling that she couldn't quite describe welled up from the bottom of her heart.
She lowered her eyelashes, her fingertips slowly stroking the seam of her trousers.
How could this matter be buried forever?
Sang Li now had only one thought in her mind.
Make the mess bigger.
Now that we've arrived at this secret experimental base, we must expose it completely to everyone.
Sang Li licked her lips: "Slo."
The canvas slowly emerges from the air, the brushstrokes at the edges seeming to breathe like colors.
Slo's figure was vaguely revealed, shadows and colors intertwined, like a god who had suddenly descended.
“Contact Amber and close the painting.” Sang Li’s voice was clear and calm. “Release Qian Rujun.”
To trap a dog by closing the door.
Such a great show shouldn't be watched by just one person.
There need to be a lot of people watching together.
She certainly wanted to deal with Qian Rujun herself, but now it seemed there was a better way.
Lu Jin and Chi Du turned their heads almost simultaneously to look at her.
Sang Li remained unmoved, a hint of sarcasm playing on her lips.
Since this was Qian Rujun's secret experiment, the other high-ranking members of BEAM must not have known about it.
Since that's the case, let's expose everything completely.
Let the mess break big enough that no one can clean it up for Qian Rujun.
"Are you really going to do this?" Lu Jin asked.
“Can’t I?” Sang Li asked back.
"sure."
Lu Jin seemed to have understood her intentions long ago. He picked up the communicator and dialed an encrypted number: "Bai Heng."
On the other end of the communication, Bai Heng's tired breathing could be heard.
What do you want me to do?
"Reactivate my chip positioning system." Lu Jin's tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation.
Bai Heng was silent for a moment, seemingly pondering the consequences.
Lu Jin explained, "Qian Rujun has now pinned the 'traitor' charge on me. It's definitely triggered a level one alert. As soon as your location is exposed, everyone will rush over and know where I am."
He paused, his gaze turning serious: "Here is Qian Rujun's secret testing base."
As Sang Li listened, a strange sense of satisfaction suddenly welled up inside her.
All of BEAM's headquarters' attention and forces were drawn to this abandoned experimental area.
When they see the truth here...
Qian Rujun had nowhere to escape.
Bai Heng activated the chip location.
Location sharing suddenly appeared in all of BEAM's real-time systems.
At the same time.
The white experimental corridor twisted and folded in an instant, like a canvas being crushed by a giant hand.
Qian Rujun's expression was cold and sharp as he stared intently at the swirling, illusory figure.
“This must be a painting.” He kept repeating to himself. His years of experience dealing with anomalous objects had already given him a clue. “Find a breakthrough.”
Qian Rujun took out his portable magnetic field interference device, its silver-white casing shimmering faintly in the dim light. The pointer jumped wildly, emitting a sharp "buzzing" sound.
With practiced skill, he adjusted the frequency band and quickly locked onto a spatial gap.
Peng Bo was breathing rapidly. Blood soaked through his lab coat on his right arm, the fabric was torn, and a deep wound that reached the bone was left on his skin.
That was cut open by the claws of the "Moonlight Siren" just now.
He's just a researcher, not some combat-armed special forces soldier!
I'm already scared!
I'm afraid of dying here.
Bloomberg's face was deathly pale, and his voice trembled: "He...didn't catch up, did he?"
Qian Rujun didn't even raise his head, and said coldly, "No." The ripples of the magnetic field instrument suddenly stabilized, and a cold smile appeared on Qian Rujun's lips. "We've found a breakthrough."
However, in the next instant, the screen shattered like glass, and a blinding white light flashed.
The two stumbled back down the corridor of the reality laboratory. The air was cold, and the lights came back on.
Peng Bo was panting heavily, his hands covered in blood, and he was still in shock.
Why did you come out?
Did it work?
Qian Rujun did not relax for a moment; the moment his gaze landed, he noticed something unusual.
There were footprints on the ground that didn't belong here, the door of the experimental filing cabinet was slightly ajar, and an unfamiliar scent lingered in the air.
A diversionary tactic!
"Damn it." Qian Rujun's face darkened, and he immediately put down the communicator: "Release, BEAM-777."
Prevent any abnormal entities from entering this area.
A deep rumble immediately came from deep within the building, as if some sleeping monster was being awakened.
Qian Rujun was terrifyingly cold.
He could never trip up in the same place twice.
Deep within the experimental base, the iron gate slowly cracked amidst the violent tremors. The heavy steel twisted and broke with the sound, as if unable to withstand some immense force. The air was torn apart, and the cold, laboratory-specific atmosphere swept in overwhelmingly, while shadows flowed like liquid across the walls.
The lights flickered, and Peng Bo instinctively covered his mouth and nose, coughing incessantly.
Qian Rujun's pupils contracted slightly; he could feel that power. A vibrant magnetic field fluctuation flowed throughout the laboratory like blood.
He and Bloomberg arrived at the central control room of the experimental building, stood in front of the console, and tapped their fingers lightly on the cold metal surface.
Two days ago, BEAM-777 was urgently recalled and tested by him; fortunately, he had taken precautions.
Even if Sangli brings people, whether it's Amber, Slo, or some other weirdo, they will all be neutralized by 777.
It turned into scrap metal.
Therefore, even if Sang Li brings a large number of people, she will not be able to take anything away from here today. Even if Lu Jin is present, he is merely an external variable, but still within Sang Li's control.
Qian Rujun narrowed his eyes slightly, countless countermeasures flashing through his mind, each one interconnected: "I gambled right. No matter what she does, I am the last line of defense here. They can't leave today."
He turned to Bloomberg: “Go to the monitoring room. Every corner, every corridor, leave no stone unturned, find their shadow.”
Bloomberg felt he was incredibly unlucky, but powerless to change it.
We have no choice but to go all the way down this path.
How did things escalate like this?
In the darkness of the laboratory.
Sang Li leaned against the wall and felt the floor vibrate slightly.
The airflow coming out of the air conditioner also seems a bit off.
Could it be BEAM-777?
Yan Jue and Yan Xi.
Their abilities are sufficient to devour any abnormal power in a short period, rendering any ability completely ineffective. The two individuals share the same core mechanism but exist independently. Once either one senses danger, they release a red, highly toxic psychic smoke that envelops the surrounding area.
This smoke can directly affect the central nervous system, causing the abnormal body to temporarily become ineffective, or in other words, to die.
Sang Li can now recite 777's files almost word for word.
Lu Jin's voice rang out from beside her: "I'll deal with them, you can leave first."
Chi Du snorted. How could he let Lu Jin steal the spotlight when it was time to show off? "There's no need. I can handle them too."
Sang Li thought for a moment and shook her head: "No, there's no need. We just need to wait for the main force of BEAM to arrive, that will be enough."
At this moment, red smoke, like blood-red seawater, slowly spread from the corner of the laboratory, and the air was filled with a scorching heat.
Sang Li felt that it looked like many snakes.
Although it looks like smoke, it's alive and doesn't spread randomly. Instead, it crawls all over the floor like a living thing, devouring the presence of all abilities.
Lu Jin's hands flew across the control panel in the lab, activating the entire ventilation system. The airflow dispersed the smoke, instantly reducing its concentration.
Chi Du's eyes narrowed: "Let's hide first."
Sang Li frowned. She had run away too many times and didn't want to keep hiding forever. She said innocently, "I have nowhere to hide..."
Lu Jin: ?
Sang Li shrugged: "Okay, I won't cause you any trouble."
We can't be like the female protagonist in a TV drama, who's good at nothing but causing trouble.
She darted under the lab table like a nimble cat, curling up into a ball. The table legs covered most of her body, leaving only her head peeking out with her big, blinking eyes.
Very well-behaved.
Ike Watari: ...
Lu Jin: "We must deal with both of BEAM-777's twins simultaneously to stop this."
Chi Du replied without hesitation: "I can handle a head-on confrontation."
Lu Jin paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Then let's split up."
The two figures quickly separated and disappeared into the smoke and shadows.
Sang Li curled up under the table, her eyes fixed on the two people who were leaving. Fine, she'd hide for a while.
I hope no one will bother us here.
Keep quiet.
Do not show your face.
It appears instantly.
It was very quiet; there were no footsteps in the corridor.
Just as Sang Li was about to relax a little, suddenly all the lights in the laboratory went out, and darkness surged in like a tide, swallowing up all the familiar outlines.
Darkness breeds malice.
Someone's here?
Or did someone cut off the power?
Sang Li held her breath, trying to catch a sound, but found that there was no sound outside, as if the entire laboratory had been emptied of air.
I'm not feeling well.
It seemed like someone was forcing her to go out.
Fortunately, Lu Jin turned on the laboratory's built-in ventilation system before leaving.
Just as she was feeling a tightness in her chest, a faint sound of footsteps quietly broke the silence.
It slowly approaches from a distance.
Open the door.
Enter the laboratory.
close the door.
Someone has come in.
Footsteps slowly approached the table, and Sang Li immediately became alert, feeling the presence gradually enveloping her.
At this moment, Yan Jue stood at the entrance of Laboratory 901, his black trench coat swaying in the shadows cast by the fan.
He looked up at the whirring fan above him and chuckled.
This little guy is quite smart.
Yan Jue pressed the button on the embedded earpiece: "What exactly is the abnormal ability of the target anomaly?"
His tone was provocative, as if he were joking with his prey.
A low, cold snort came through the earphones: "Don't worry about it, it won't affect you at all."
Qian Rujun remained completely calm.
With 777 making a move, at least Sang Li can be caught.
He had already sent Sang Li's target to 777 through surveillance.
Now, it obeys Qian Rujun and is his most reliable and deadliest weapon.
Sang Li's back was pressed against the cold table leg, her arms tightly wrapped around her knees.
It is Yan Jue.
She can already tell the two brothers apart.
Who are you talking to?
Is it Qian Rujun?
In other words, Yan Jue is now completely under control?
Well, that's a bit bad.
I am now completely powerless.
Admit defeat.
Just hide well.
Her heart tightened, and she shrank back, trying to disappear into the darkness.
Yan Jue didn't seem to be in a hurry to find someone. The sound of his leather shoes on the floor was soft and thin.
The space under the table was so cramped that her shoulders felt numb.
The footsteps inside the room circled around the table where she was hiding, then disappeared outside the door.
The light in the petri dish came on again, and the darkness receded like the tide, allowing Sang Li's body to relax slightly.
She took a deep breath, and the weight on her chest finally lifted.
Cautiously, she peeked out slightly, trying to confirm the movement outside the door.
There's no one here.
Very good.
Sudden.
A pair of icy hands suddenly grabbed the back of her neck from above.
The oppressive force surged in like a tidal wave, and my breath was caught in its grip.
His dark eyes flashed past her, his deep breaths brushed against her neck, his heat radiating.
Do you think you can easily evade me?
His voice was deep and hoarse, almost touching her eardrums.
"However, I'm very happy that you could recognize me."
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