Hui Tian Ch43

Chapter 43

All the answers fall here

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“Who’s there?”

“Who is it?!”

Deep in the mountains, far from any human presence, a massive villa stood tall by a lakeside in a mountain ravine. In front of the main gate, over a dozen evolutionist guards shouted in alarm simultaneously, looking up toward the distant sky.

Following their gaze, on the peak of the opposite mountain, a Nordic man with silver hair appeared as if descending from nowhere. His ice-blue pupils looked down from above at the villa beneath his feet.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he took a step off the cliff—

As he leaped down from the air, a towering phantom of a wolf king appeared behind him. Its fur was snow-white, reaching a hundred meters in height, its maw gaping like an abyssal hell, emitting a long howl that shook the wilderness and instantly shattered everyone’s eardrums!

S-class ability, Tyrant.

A destructive suppression-type ability. When triggered to its limit, it manifests the Wolf of Odin. All evolutionists covered by the sound waves of the wolf’s howl will instantly lose all abilities and temporarily regress into humans.

The regression duration depends on their rank, ranging from 15 minutes to an hour.

Nielsen landed from the sky. At his feet lay scattered organs and flesh, as some low-level evolutionists had their abdominal cavities burst on the spot, unable to withstand the howl of the Wolf of Odin. The remaining ones rolled on the ground, screaming miserably, creating a shocking scene.

Nielsen turned a blind eye.

He steadily walked through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, stepping through the open gates of the villa. On the steps of the villa not far ahead, a young man with black hair looked up. The Daydream ability flickered beside him with a bizarre, ominous blood-red light.

“Rong… Qi,” Nielsen pronounced the name coldly, word by word, with stiff pronunciation.

“Is this the effect of ‘Tyrant’ triggered to its extreme?” Rong Qi raised his eyebrows. “Seeing is truly believing. I can understand why they made you the Director General.”

Nielsen stopped, standing in the wind wrapped in the scent of blood and rust. “Any last words before you go?”

“Yes.”

Rong Qi walked down the steps one by one. Light flashed in his right palm, condensing into a black, chilling spear about half a zhang long. He smiled, “I have a question. Have you never wondered why I kept targeting Bai Sheng but never paid you any attention?”

Nielsen’s breath hitched.

Rong Qi raised the spear, pointing it distantly at Nielsen’s brow. “Because in my eyes, neither of you is worth fearing.”

A circular shockwave erupted from beneath his feet. Energy surged like a tidal wave, forcing Nielsen back half a step as his pupils constricted instantly.

This was simply impossible. Tyrant had been triggered to its limit; why did this Rong Qi still possess abilities?!

“Any last words before you go?” Rong Qi smiled playfully.

Nielsen forced out a few words: “You… Why…”

He didn’t finish his sentence because Rong Qi’s expression changed. Sensing something, he suddenly turned to look behind him.

Following his gaze, the Super S-class ability Daydream floated in mid-air. At this moment, it suddenly radiated light, followed by an explosion of scorching, blinding clear light. Energy radiation rose sharply, accelerating out of control. Within seconds, it surpassed the combined sum of Nielsen and Rong Qi’s current abilities and continued to double and soar.

That wasn’t the energy of Daydream itself at all.

From the increasingly terrifying radiation, Rong Qi sensed a familiar aura he least wanted to encounter. He lightly spat out three words through clenched teeth: “Causality…”

Bai Sheng had actually dismantled the dream from the inside at this very moment!

In the face of the supreme, inviolable Causality weapon in the universe, even the Super S-class Daydream was as fragile as foam, instantly crushed into fragments.

Rong Qi closed his eyes in the intensifying light. He already knew what would happen next—

Daydream Breaking Rule: When the dream is dissolved, the caster will suffer severe backlash and may even be killed by a lower-ranked opponent.

The next moment, Daydream transformed into a blood-red arrow. Like a meteor breaking through the wind, under Nielsen’s incredulous gaze, it pierced right through Rong Qi’s chest!

The world turned red and black, the entire heaven and earth filled with distorted blocks of color.

Rong Qi’s black silhouette staggered back half a step. With a heavy thud, he fell to his knees on the ground.

Fresh blood sprayed from his chest.

Daydream completed its backlash against the caster. The sharp arrow vanished into the void, whistling as it returned to its original master, Su Jiqiao, thousands of miles away.

In the valley, Rong Qi was bathed in blood. For a few seconds, he looked like a demon god from legends, kneeling half-submerged in a sea of blood. Nielsen stared in astonishment at everything before him, suddenly realizing the opportunity. He raised a hand, summoning the hundred-meter giant wolf poised to strike from behind him—but then, he saw Rong Qi slowly turn his head.

Panting, he revealed blood-soaked teeth to Nielsen in a chilling smile:

“Aren’t you going to run?”

“Although it takes a bit more effort now, I can still kill you.”

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“…Shen Zhuo…”

“…Shen Zhuo?”

“Shen Zhuo!”

In the boundless floating, Shen Zhuo slowly opened his eyes.

Before him was a vast, empty world with no sky, no ground, and no boundaries. As far as the eye could see, there was only white nothingness. He floated aimlessly in the void like a primal quantum of life, embraced from the side by a familiar, warm hold.

It was Bai Sheng.

“Why haven’t you left yet?” Shen Zhuo asked softly, his voice hoarse from just waking up.

Bai Sheng’s deep voice came from above his head. “I wanted to accompany you.”

“…You saw it?”

“Mmh.”

After Causality lost control, it affected a radius of three kilometers, but the dream world was only this big and couldn’t expand further. The frantically devoured Daydream left only this empty shell, like a fog-filled world, slowly fading bit by bit as the energy dissipated.

Shen Zhuo said no more, quietly half-lying in the crook of Bai Sheng’s arm, like someone who had run with all their might finally able to stop and feel a moment of quiet and peace.

“You shouldn’t have risked coming in,” he said calmly after a long time. “I was confident I could get out.”

“…”

“Your body temperature was high while you were unconscious, so I guessed you must be dreaming of a fire. From that, I deduced that the scenario Rong Qi set for Daydream was the most tragic experience of the dreamer’s life. For me, that range is very small; it must be the Qinghai explosion and the torture. But that’s just suffering a beating, nothing to be afraid of.”

“When Daydream cannot activate the fear in the dreamer’s brain, it cannot cause harm and will naturally be broken,” Shen Zhuo said leisurely. “The principle of this ability is nothing more than that.”

Bai Sheng listened quietly, answering only after a while, “I know.”

After a pause, he spoke slowly, “But I… I didn’t want you to break the dream yourself. I didn’t want you to experience torture again…”

Shen Zhuo looked up, meeting Bai Sheng’s gentle gaze.

“I know those things are in the past for you and mean nothing now. But I don’t want to see you suffering in some distant place I can’t reach. I don’t want to see them imposing those groundless charges on you…”

“I’m sorry. I also… doubted you once.”

For a moment, a sudden urge rose in Bai Sheng’s heart. He wanted to reveal everything—his purpose for returning to Shenhai, his investigation into Shen Zhuo, everything about the Round Table—and tell Shen Zhuo the whole truth.

Given Bai Sheng’s usual reckless personality, he might have just said it directly. But at this moment, looking into the calm eyes in his arms, a complicated feeling he couldn’t describe suddenly surged.

That was hesitation.

Bai Sheng, always fearless and emboldened, felt worry and apprehension for the first time in his life.

Ah, so I approached him intentionally with an agenda. Will Shen Zhuo be angry if he finds out?

Even if he shows no reaction on the surface, will he be disappointed in me deep down, creating a rift between us?

“Do you want to say something?” Shen Zhuo looked up into Bai Sheng’s pupils and asked calmly.

“…” Bai Sheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He looked away. ” nothing.”

Shen Zhuo didn’t expose him or take offense. He simply withdrew his gaze and scoffed wearily.

“It doesn’t matter. Doubting is normal. Do you know what I was thinking when I insisted to everyone that Fu Chen detonated the evolution source by operational error?”

The mockery in Shen Zhuo’s eyes deepened. “I was thinking, people actually believe such nonsense?”

“…”

“Fu Chen and Su Jiqiao partnered on hundreds of missions without a single error. It’s impossible for him to make a mistake just this one time. Everyone knows this, and I know it too. But I had no other choice besides saying that. I couldn’t possibly say I opened the door and caught the two of them kissing, and Fu Chen triggered the explosion in his agitation, right?”

Even Shen Zhuo felt it was absurd, shaking his head self-deprecatingly. “Never mind that no one would believe something so ridiculous. The most critical point is that Su Jiqiao isn’t dead yet; there’s a 5% chance he might wake up in the future. How could I risk accusing him?”

With Bai Sheng’s intellect, he understood Shen Zhuo’s meaning almost instantly.

Su Jiqiao was the sole witness to the Qinghai explosion. It would be best if he never woke up. But if he did, he absolutely wouldn’t admit that he was caught having an affair with Fu Chen by Shen Zhuo, leading to Fu Chen’s agitation.

If Su Jiqiao woke up, he could only have two stories: The first is claiming brain damage and unclear memory, not knowing who detonated the evolution source—this was the best-case scenario for Shen Zhuo.

The second possibility was Su Jiqiao insisting he saw with his own eyes that Shen Zhuo detonated the evolution source.

Although tricky, Su Jiqiao accusing Shen Zhuo was the same as Shen Zhuo accusing Fu Chen—a single person cannot serve as a witness; neither could prove the other wrong. As long as Su Jiqiao didn’t go crazy, didn’t write a ten-thousand-word blood letter, didn’t go on TV to hold a press conference and make a huge fuss, Shen Zhuo could eventually escape unscathed.

Therefore, the last thing Shen Zhuo could do was confront Su Jiqiao directly. He absolutely could not provoke Su Jiqiao into a frenzied counterattack after waking up. His only optimal solution was to insist it was Fu Chen. This answer was enough for him to pass the polygraph at the hearing and ensured that even if Su Jiqiao woke up later, the chaotic situation of biting each other wouldn’t occur.

—Back then, Shen Zhuo was heavily injured in the Qinghai explosion. Waking up to face intense interrogation in such a weak state, with such rushed thinking time, he was able to quickly sort out this sole optimal solution. It had to be said that his clear-headedness and psychological resilience were extreme.

“But what if?” Bai Sheng recalled Su Jiqiao’s perverted and twisted state in the dream and couldn’t help asking, “What if Su Jiqiao would rather die than drag you down? He’s a psychologically twisted lunatic; his thoughts are completely unpredictable…”

“Do you think he’s a lunatic?” Shen Zhuo asked back.

Bai Sheng nodded honestly, thinking, More than just a lunatic, he’s a lunatic with altitude and innovation. Leaving aside seducing Shen Zhuo into a wet dream, having an affair in front of a deadly explosion source—is that something a human could come up with?

Shen Zhuo laughed.

“No,” he said. “That is your misunderstanding of Su Jiqiao as an outsider. In fact, he is someone with very clear thinking and a very fast brain, knowing exactly what to do to be most beneficial to himself.”

Bai Sheng was slightly stunned.

“Su Jiqiao’s behavior that night was indeed abnormal, but if you discard all the smoke screens, you’ll find his logic is actually very clear—he wanted to detonate that evolution source. Aside from that, all his abnormal behaviors, like the drinking game, using mental abilities on me, and finally kissing Fu Chen… all had only one purpose: to disgust me very, very much before the explosion.”

“Detonating the evolution source was his only main course that night; disgusting me was just his appetizer. If you think along these lines, you’ll find Su Jiqiao’s dining sequence was very clear, dish by dish. His actions were very direct.”

Shen Zhuo paused and said, “The only unclear part is actually Fu Chen.”

“—Fu Chen?”

“Don’t you find it strange?” Shen Zhuo raised an eyebrow at Bai Sheng. “They were singing in harmony like that. I always suspected that either Su Jiqiao had leverage over Fu Chen, or there was some benefit exchange between them. Didn’t you sense it?”

Bai Sheng had actually sensed something and frowned thoughtfully.

“One more thing. How many times did I shout on the way to find Su Jiqiao with a gun? I shouted so loudly, yet Fu Chen, an S-class evolutionist, didn’t hear it? He heard me walking toward the testing ground, yet he could still stand in front of the evolution source meteorite kissing Su Jiqiao, waiting to be caught by me opening the door?”

A trace of a cold smile surfaced in Shen Zhuo’s eyes. “It was as if that scene was specifically arranged to be performed in front of me, logically providing a trigger for the evolution source explosion.”

This was indeed a suspicious point. Bai Sheng thought it over and suspected, “Is it possible Su Jiqiao used mental abilities to control him…”

Shen Zhuo said, “Impossible. First, S-class isn’t that easy to control. Second, if Fu Chen was merely controlled, his first reaction upon being caught wouldn’t be shock and panic, but surprise and confusion.”

In an instant, Bai Sheng recalled Fu Chen’s immediate reaction upon being caught and realized the anomaly.

Fu Chen was shocked. For whatever reason, he truly didn’t want that scene discovered by Shen Zhuo.

“So that guy named Fu… and that little green tea…” Bai Sheng was so disgusted he found it hard to accept. “Did they really kiss… kiss behind your back…”

“Little brother, don’t use your thought patterns to speculate about others.” Shen Zhuo laughed teasingly, speaking lazily, “Su Jiqiao has the face of an A-class evolutionist. Su Jiqiao and Fu Chen went on hundreds of missions alone. Su Jiqiao’s greatest hobby in life is disgusting me at all costs. I wouldn’t be surprised by anything they did behind my back. I wouldn’t care even if they held hands to register for marriage.”

Bai Sheng: “…”

Bai Sheng was speechless. Pondering repeatedly in his heart, his intuition still couldn’t accept this behavior. Truly, my integrity limits my imagination.

“Maybe they felt playing with heartbeats in front of the evolution source was more exciting. Maybe Fu Chen somehow just didn’t hear my footsteps. But ultimately, that’s not important. I don’t care about the melodramatic romance between them. I just want to figure out the most critical thing.”

Shen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, whispering word by word, “The night before the Qinghai explosion, why did Fu Chen and Su Jiqiao go together to the Quanshan County Health Center to visit the comatose Rong Qi?”

—Rong Qi.

The Qinghai explosion was a fog, but the truly bizarre danger within the fog was this resurrected man.

All keys fell on him; all answers were hidden in his hands. Rong Qi and Su Jiqiao obviously knew each other long ago, but all clues vanished in the explosion, leaving no trace.

“Is there a possibility,” Bai Sheng hesitated, “that Su Jiqiao deliberately triggered the Qinghai Test Site explosion for a purpose related to Rong Qi?”

Shen Zhuo exhaled, nodding while resting on his arm.

“I think so too,” he said. “There’s likely a deal between Su Jiqiao and Rong Qi, but I can’t figure out the specific content. Pausing the HRG project by killing me? Thinking Fu Chen being S-class was in the way, so killing him too? Did Su Jiqiao already have a way to save his life before the explosion?”

“Rong Qi wanted HRG so badly after waking up, which even made me suspect at one point… maybe Rong Qi was the mastermind behind the Qinghai explosion, and Su Jiqiao was just the hand executing it.”

Shen Zhuo laughed briefly, unsure if he found it absurd or exhausting.

” The water here is too deep. Everyone thinks I should know the truth, but I’m the one furthest from it. Unless there’s a way to force the truth out of Rong Qi’s mouth now, no one will believe anything I say.”

Faint specks of light from the distance reflected in his eyes as he murmured, “Language is the weightless thing in this world.”

Looking at the calm face of the person in his arms, Bai Sheng felt a lump in his throat. After a long while, he murmured hoarsely, “Shen Zhuo…”

He wanted to say I believe you, I am willing to protect you.

But the power of language was indeed so pale and weak, light and weightless.

“…Regardless of the purpose of that explosion, Fu Chen is dead, and the possibility of Su Jiqiao waking up is small.” Bai Sheng’s distinct knuckles rested on Shen Zhuo’s cheek, touching him like priceless porcelain. His voice carried unconcealable, burning affection. “I swear, at all costs, even if Rong Qi schemes everything in the future, he won’t get HRG.”

Shen Zhuo raised his eyes. In the boundless void, his gaze met Bai Sheng’s.

“You are no longer in that helpless situation from back then, Shen Zhuo. You have me now.”

“I will always be on your side.”

Shen—Zhuo.

Even uttering this name from between his lips stirred a subtle airflow and a tremor from the depths of his heart.

Bai Sheng lowered his head. Like an arrogant Wolf King sheathing his sharp teeth and claws, he leaned down and planted a devout, gentle kiss on the temple of the person in his arms.

I will always believe you, even if one day the whole world doubts you.

The vast fog in the distance seemed to loosen. That was the last empty shell of Daydream dissipating. It was about to vanish completely into ash and smoke.

“Don’t be afraid.” Bai Sheng held the person in his arms with his right arm and opened his left palm—warm, dry, and strong. He asked in a low voice, “Do I have the honor of taking you out of this dream?”

Shen Zhuo gazed at Bai Sheng for a long time, as if trying to see through his eyes into that soul as hot as a blazing flame.

After a long while, his lips curved into a faint arc. He placed his hand in Bai Sheng’s palm.

“You do.”

Bai Sheng gripped Shen Zhuo’s hand tightly.

The moment their fingers interlaced, the vast, empty world fell apart, rushing away in all directions.

Sounds, images, memories, emotions… everything colorful turned into a vortex, returning to silence in the渺 distant dream. The beeping of instruments by the hospital bed rang out.

Under the bright shadowless lamp, Bai Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

“Mr. Bai!”

“Bai-ge!”

“Supervisor!”

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Bai Sheng sat up with a whoosh, smiling at the pleasantly surprised researchers. Tearing off the various colored wires on his body in a flurry, he flipped off the bed and lunged forward, tightly hugging Shen Zhuo, who had just woken up in the armchair.

Shen Zhuo’s expression was calm, only his face a bit tired. He reached out and patted Bai Sheng’s solid back.

“Thank you,” he whispered in Bai Sheng’s ear, at a volume only the two of them could hear.

“It’s truly a miracle…” Holding a report, the research director looked incredulously at Shen Zhuo’s CT scan. “The neural areas representing fear in the brain were not activated from start to finish. Indices are good, vitals stable. Cognitive and speculative functions suffered no damage under mental attack…”

“Mmh,” Shen Zhuo said casually. “The rescue came relatively timely.”

Everyone laughed, but the emotion in their eyes was complex and indescribable.

It wasn’t a question of whether the rescue was timely or not. No one could retreat unscathed under such a strong mental attack because hallucinations themselves are harmful to the brain; this harm begins the moment one enters the dream.

But Shen Zhuo was almost impeccable in this regard. That calmness, strength, and absolutely steadfast willpower were unimaginable. Even Daydream couldn’t find a fatal weakness under his overwhelming dominance.

Looking at the record report in his hand, the research director sighed in his heart.

Even if Bai Sheng hadn’t acted, and Shen Zhuo had truly experienced the cycle of explosion and torture in the dream, his mountain-steady indices wouldn’t have dropped below critical levels. At most, he would endure a few rounds of torture before successfully passing through and breaking the second dream layer.

…No wonder he’s the one who single-handedly laid out this massive game when HRG fell into desperation, the research director thought.

This might be why he could hang the Sword of Damocles.

The research director reached out to pick up the empty A-class gene interferon on the console, tossed it into the recycling furnace without a word, then looked back at the pale but calm Shen Zhuo surrounded by the crowd, adding a sliver of baseless confidence to himself.

With a whoosh, the laboratory door opened. Yang Xiaodao, ordered to guard the door, rushed in like a little wolf cub returning to the nest, stumbling and crawling, trembling as he squeezed out a sentence: “—Dad!”

“Scram, scram, scram,” Bai Sheng pushed away his cheap son mercilessly, hugging Shen Zhuo without letting go. “Dad is busy, no extra hugs for you. Go find a science workbook to play with, be good.”

Yang Xiaodao: “…”

Hugging in broad daylight. Covering his eyes, the minor walked away gnashing his teeth. Halfway there, he almost bumped into Shui Ronghua rushing in from outside. The female doctor held a phone in one hand, her face not as relaxed as the other researchers present. She walked quickly up to Shen Zhuo and whispered in his ear:

“Supervisor, there’s some bad news.”

Shen Zhuo raised his eyes.

“Chu Yan secretly called. She said Director General Nielsen is heavily injured and still being resuscitated. His life hangs in the balance.”

Shen Zhuo frowned. Even Bai Sheng stood up in surprise.

“After you entered the dream, Nielsen had Chu Yan lead him to Rong Qi’s hiding place, intending to use ‘Tyrant’ to finish him off completely. But before they could fight, Rong Qi suddenly suffered a severe backlash from ‘Daydream’. Nielsen likely thought this was a good opportunity to kill, but didn’t expect Rong Qi to counterattack while injured, displaying extremely unreasonable combat power at one point—specific data is recorded on the monitor. Rong Qi’s maximum ability even exceeded S at one point.”

Daydream’s backlash was enough to kill opponents of higher rank; Rong Qi should have lost at least half his life. Yet he could still counterattack Nielsen while near death. It was simply inconceivable.

Shen Zhuo asked, “And then?”

“Both were heavily injured. The battle caused the entire valley to collapse, with severe landslides affecting a radius of two kilometers.” Shui Ronghua took a deep breath, speaking with difficulty, “Rong Qi… still escaped. Someone used a spatial ability to save him.”

“Impossible?” Bai Sheng touched his chin in shock and suspicion. “I twisted that Japanese guy’s dog head off. Where did he find another spatial ability user?”

Shen Zhuo frowned and asked, “How is Nielsen’s resuscitation going?”

Shui Ronghua looked grave and handed the phone directly over. From the other end came Chu Yan’s light and thin voice:

“…Hello?”

The girl huddled behind a row of seats in the helicopter’s tail cabin, her calves curled under her uniform skirt. The roar of the propeller outside the cabin masked her lowered voice.

In the cabin behind her, four A-class medical evolutionists wearing International Supervision Office uniforms half-knelt on the ground, racing against time to perform resuscitation. Through the crowd, Nielsen’s blood-soaked silhouette on the stretcher was faintly visible.

“The Director General’s injuries are very severe. They won’t let me near, so I can’t see the resuscitation situation.” Chu Yan’s throat moved as she whispered, “But I can see a lot of blood. A lot… a lot of blood.”

Shen Zhuo’s voice possessed an overwhelming calmness at all times. “Are you injured?”

“No.” Chu Yan hesitated for a moment before saying uncertainly, “But I felt Rong Qi had a chance to kill me before retreating. He just… didn’t do it.”

—That was when Rong Qi and Nielsen were both heavily injured at the end. The Wolf of Odin behind Nielsen was covered in wounds, roaring in near-death fury, with not a single patch of intact fur left on its body. Rong Qi was slightly less injured and could still stand, but blood flowed like a river beneath his feet. The severe trauma caused by Daydream’s backlash was still violently consuming him.

The earth cracked, dust obscured the sun, and large swathes of the valley collapsed under the fight between the two top-tier evolutionists. Hiding in the helicopter on a distant mountaintop, the girl watched helplessly as a black hole suddenly tore open behind Rong Qi.

It was actually a spatial tunnel!

Rong Qi said something to Nielsen, who was half-kneeling on the ground, but the distance was too great to hear clearly. Then Rong Qi took two steps back, entering the spatial black hole. Before the tunnel entrance closed, he suddenly turned his head and glanced toward Chu Yan in the distance.

In that instant, the girl had only one thought: He saw me!

But unexpectedly, Rong Qi didn’t kill her, nor did he even intend to make a move.

A smile appeared on his blood-soaked face. He shook his head regretfully, as if pitying her for choosing the wrong side.

Then the spatial tunnel closed, and Rong Qi disappeared into the collapsing valley.

“I can’t sense Rong Qi’s location at all now.” On the helicopter, Chu Yan’s voice was light and cautious. “He must have seen through my ability and hidden in a place completely isolated from birds and insects.”

In fact, this was very simple. Reinforced concrete buildings in cities almost completely excluded insects. With some hidden measures arranged using abilities, it was as easy as turning over a hand for Rong Qi.

“It doesn’t matter.” Shen Zhuo’s tone was rapid and steady. “Protect yourself, stay hidden. I will send someone to meet you. Once Nielsen is confirmed dead, find a way to notify me immediately.”

“Okay.” The girl nodded and hung up the phone. Like a hidden, alert cat, she poked her head out from behind the seat to watch the chaotic resuscitation not far away.

In the laboratory, Shen Zhuo ended the call. Shui Ronghua frowned tightly. “How is it? Will Nielsen die?”

Shen Zhuo only shook his head. “Hard to say.”

Once Nielsen fell, the entire International Bureau situation would immediately undergo a massive reshuffle. The Shenhai jurisdiction would bear the brunt, and Shen Zhuo would become a target many wanted to recruit or assassinate.

A storm was brewing; the mountain rain was about to come.

The cold breath of power struggles had never pressed so close.

“Immediately send someone to protect Chu Yan to prevent Rong Qi from doubling back to kill her. Also,” Shen Zhuo stood up, buttoning his white shirt one by one, returning to that indifferent and capable Grand Supervisor, “prepare a private plane. Once Nielsen is confirmed dead, I must leave for Basel immediately.”

“Yes!”

Shui Ronghua retreated quickly to call the Supervision Office. Bai Sheng reached out to help Shen Zhuo tighten his tie, looking into his eyes at close range, and whispered, “May I ask, Supervisor, do you need a civilian volunteer to accompany you to the Basel General Bureau in Switzerland without salary and paying for their own travel?”

Face to face, heads close, Shen Zhuo hooked one corner of his lips in a teasing arc. “Be grateful I didn’t make you buy a ticket to sit on my private plane. Don’t think too much.”

Bai Sheng laughed. Just as he wanted to retort that buying a ticket was nothing—he could buy the plane—his ears twitched slightly. He looked sensitively out the door.

“What is it?”

Bai Sheng narrowed his eyes. “There are cars outside.”

At the same time, upstairs from the HRG laboratory.

Shenhai Evolutionary Specialist Hospital Building.

Several black vehicles with diplomatic plates sped in like lightning, stopping outside the hospital with screeching brakes.

Immediately, the door of the lead car opened. A man of about forty, with black hair and gray-green eyes, showing very obvious mixed-blood features, drilled out of the car. Buttoning his suit jacket, he walked briskly into the main entrance.

“Mr. Cameron, our people placed near Nielsen just sent back the latest situation.” His secretary followed closely behind him in a rush, whispering urgently, “Nielsen has multiple organ damage. The situation is very bad; his life still hangs in the balance…”

“This is the inevitable end for an S-class male who blindly shows off force.” Cameron’s evaluation of his rival was always dismissive. He strode through the hospital corridor. “Although I am not surprised that Shen Zhuo has the ability to cause all this.”

Duty staff hearing the commotion blocked the way but were quickly pushed aside by bodyguards loaded with live ammunition. Cameron didn’t spare a glance, leading his subordinates briskly into the elevator and quickly descending to the basement level.

The metal doors opened silently, revealing a massive laboratory right in front of them.

Cameron looked up.

—Looking out from the elevator, the alloy riot doors of the laboratory were wide open. A row of evolutionist guards was fully armed, muzzles without exception pointed at the elevator. Powerful firepower could mince these intruders into meat paste in the blink of an eye.

Shenhai Supervisor Shen Zhuo stood in uniform, lean and upright, posture elegant. His hands were encased in black leather gloves, folded in front of him.

His tone was extremely polite, in stark contrast to the tense situation:

“May I ask what business you gentlemen have? It’s still not too late to claim you just took a wrong turn.”

Across a row of dark submachine gun muzzles, no one knew the significance of this meeting after 23 years. Only time flowed away in their gaze.

Cameron gazed at Shen Zhuo more than ten meters away. The corners of his mouth hooked into a smile of unclear meaning as he revealed a black metal encryption card from his suit pocket:

“UN Security Council, Elton Cameron.”

“I have sufficient evidence that Shenhai Supervisor Shen Zhuo is illegally operating the HRG project here, suspected of endangering world peace and human safety.”

“Please come with us, Supervisor Shen.”

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