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Chapter 1632 The Vice Dean is out, the Vice Dean is dead (Long chapter, please vote with monthly tickets)

ka ka ka-

With the chainsaw spinning and the crackling sound of it striking the tip of the crystal gun, Reed was finally jolted awake from this sudden change.

He took two steps back and looked at He Ao, who was holding a spear and standing beside him.

At the same time, five or six charred figures emerged from the depths of the corridor.

He nodded to Reed, then looked up at the figure in front of him holding the chainsaw sword.

He was a tall, imposing man with a muscular build, wearing a black leather jacket.

He stood there, like a ferocious wolf king.

As He Ao gazed at the man, an idea popped into his mind.

Without hesitation, he asked directly, "Are you the leader of the Black Wolf Gang?"

The figure sheathed the chainsaw sword and smiled as he looked at He Ao. "Although we've never met, you should still call me Vice Dean, little guy."

"Are you a member of the Abnormal Cult?" He looked at him and asked directly.

“No,” the tall man said slowly, “I just have some cooperation with them.”

“I do think I’ve seen you before,” He Ao said, looking down at the tall man. “Are you cooperating with an abnormal cult to run an orphanage?”

In Loren's memory, there seemed to be a vague impression of this man. On the day the tall boy he fought with disappeared, he vaguely remembered seeing this man.

"Just some minor business collaborations." The tall man, holding a chainsaw sword, smiled as he looked at He Ao.

Behind him, Reed was already locked in combat with the last charred figure to emerge.

"For example, sending children from orphanages to the Sanlian Building under the guise of adoption?" He Ao gripped the long gun in his hand and asked slowly.

Upon hearing this, the tall man raised an eyebrow, and the chainsaw in his hand sped up, making a loud noise. "It seems you've discovered something in the anomaly of the Endless Corridor."

He shrugged and laughed, "But this has nothing to do with me. I just had a small collaboration with Note Intelligence, providing them with venues and volunteers."

"Just a small collaboration? It seems you know very well what they're doing." He Ao raised his eyes, staring at the tall man, his whole body leaning forward like a streak of light.

If they cooperate with Note Intelligence, it would be easier to explain the prosthetic bodies of the Black Wolf Gang. Note Intelligence is one of the top three prosthetic body manufacturers in the Federation.

“Isn’t it normal for unexpected events to occur during medical experiments?” The tall man smiled, raised his chainsaw sword, and blocked He Ao’s spear.

He was incredibly fast, moving with a howling wind, and his agility far exceeded his physical stature.

As he moved, his pupils lit up, displaying a dazzling brilliance.

Reed, who had just knocked down a charred figure, paused abruptly upon seeing this scene.

This 'vice dean's' actions have far exceeded the D-level, and he is probably a powerful C-level cyborg.

Even if such a powerful individual is merely a modified human and not a superhuman, they would still be considered an exceptional existence in a small city like Xiluo City.

Charn, as the FBI director of Westloo City, is also a Class D superhuman.

"Watch out!" Reed shouted as he raised his sword to block the sneak attack from the charred figure beside him.

At that moment, brilliant sparks were already bursting from the edge of the chainsaw sword, which was even taller than He Ao's. The tall man swung this huge, flaming weapon at He Ao, heading straight for him.

Without any skill or agility, relying solely on brute force, he intended to use sheer power to directly suppress He Ao.

Entering this orphanage will instantly transform your body into that of a child, and even the most powerful superhuman will have their strength reduced by 40-50%.

Not to mention, He Ao's previous performance showed that he was just a powerful D-level superhuman.

Sparks from the chainsaw sword streaked across the ash-covered corridor, the bursting flames brushing past Heo's thin profile.

He Ao stared at the chainsaw sword coming straight at him, without making any attempt to dodge.

The tip of the crystal spear pointed straight upwards, like a shooting star piercing the darkness.

Fist technique, heavy blow, two-stage break.

boom--

The tip of the crystal spear struck the chainsaw sword with a crisp sound.

click -

Fine cracks instantly covered the entire chainsaw sword, then it shattered with a crash, the burning metal fragments scattering like snowflakes in winter.

The crystal spear tip did not stop moving; instead, it continued forward like a streak of light, passing through the gaps between the splashing flame fragments and rushing towards the tall man behind it.

At this moment, the tall man did not retreat. His eyes gleamed with a bright light, as if the processor of his prosthetic body was running at high speed, calculating countless possible attacks.

He slightly raised his palm, and a surge of compressed light burst forth from his hand.

He wanted to trade his life for He'ao's, to perish together.

At the moment his palm burst forth with light, He Ao took another step forward.

boom--

A dazzling plasma cannon swept through the corridor, piercing through the stairs and walls of the stairwell, tearing open a hole over twenty meters long, and almost completely ripping apart the side walls of the entire building.

Almost simultaneously, the sharp tip of the crystal spear pierced the tall man's chest.

The tall man turned his gaze to He Ao, who was unharmed beside him, and stared wide-eyed. "You—"

"You're a little slow," He Ao said casually.

"It seems this collaboration is indeed not worthwhile," the tall man sighed.

A card slipped from his chest.

As he spoke, He Ao had already raised his spear, swung it forcefully, and the tall man's body swept across the corridor, through the sky, and into the smoke.

boom--

The dazzling light of the flowers exploded amidst the hazy smoke and dust, igniting a surging flame.

That was the sound of a damaged, high-performance battery exploding.

The tall man's prosthetic body was a style that even Wei An had never seen before; it seemed to be a model secretly developed by Yin Fu Intelligence.

He Ao could only use his divine sense to penetrate the tall man's body during their brief conversation to find his key structures and the weakness of his energy battery.

Amid the violent explosion, He Ao's hands did not stop moving. He looked down at the card that the tall man had just dropped on the ground.

It appeared to be a 'certificate' with the words 'Vice President' written on it.

As the explosion erupted behind him, a spark emerged from the center of the ID card, then quickly ignited, turning the card to ashes in an instant.

He Ao withdrew his gaze, took a step forward, quickly tore apart the charred figure that had ambushed Reed, executed the remaining charred figure guarding the door, and stood in front of the dean's office door.

At this moment, Reed had not yet recovered from the shock of what had just happened.

His mouth was slightly agape, his expression one of utter astonishment and incomprehension.

It wasn't until He Ao's hand touched the handle of the dean's office that he came back to his senses, turned to look at He Ao, who had a slightly furrowed brow, and asked, "That guy is a C-level, right?"

“A C-level cyborg,” He Ao glanced at him and sighed, “and we can’t sell the remains of the talent sequence, it’s a loss.”

Reed: ?
Is this what we should be agonizing over now?
click -

At that moment, He Ao had already turned the doorknob, pushed open the office door, and walked into the office.

Reed took a deep breath and followed him into the office.

clap clap-

The dim office brightened up the moment He Ao entered, followed by crisp applause.

He Ao raised his head and looked at the old man sitting in the red sofa chair.

The old man's appearance hadn't changed much; he was just as he remembered, with a robust physique and a kind face.

“Loren,” he looked up at Heo, stopped clapping, and placed his hands under the table. He smiled as he looked at Heo, “I was the one who picked you up the day you came to the orphanage. The first time I saw you, I knew you were a child who could succeed.”

He stared at the expressionless Heo and continued, "You've come in. It seems Black Wolf is dead?"

"It seems you don't want him to live?" He Ao asked in a hoarse voice, his brows lowered. As he spoke, he took a step forward and approached the old man.

An invisible sense of oppression emanated from the cracks in the office, as if the entire building was hostile to him at this very moment.

“You can’t say that,” the old man sitting in the sofa chair shook his head. “Although Black Wolf can be a bit foul-mouthed at times, he was still a very reliable partner. Now that he’s dead, it’ll be hard to find another partner like him.”

He smiled at He Ao and said, "Of course, I'm not sorry that he's dead. Although he was reliable, he was uncontrollable. His death here might not be such a bad thing."

"Heartless and treacherous." Reed, standing to the side, held his short sword and calmly looked at the old man.

"Little boy, you're so cute, why are you swearing?" The old man turned around, looked at Reed who looked like a child, and smiled.

He could almost see the 'river' shape of Reed's brows furrowing after hearing those words.

He raised his gaze to the old man, then continued walking forward. He gripped his spear, his muscles tense, and asked bluntly, "What exactly do you want?"

At the same time, he also began to try to subtly sense the elderly man's psychological fluctuations.

“A simple and clear question,” the old man looked at He Ao with a smile on his lips, “child, I really wish you were one of my men. It’s a pity, although it will cause some unforeseen consequences, it’s still worth it.”

"Ok?"

He Ao raised his eyes, and without hesitation, he gripped his spear, leaped forward, and charged directly at the old man in front of him.

The old man simply smiled at him and took his hand out from under the table.

A round crystal ball appeared in his hand.

Inside the crystal ball was a shrunken architectural model. Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely discern that the model was replicating the orphanage's building, and one could even faintly see the lights inside.

Above the architectural model, raindrops were falling rapidly.

The scene of the orphanage in the torrential rain seemed to be completely condensed into this sphere.

As the old man took out the crystal ball, his palm gradually turned it over.

The moment the crystal ball was fully revealed, it also completely flipped over.

The 'earth' was suspended upside down in the sky, while the 'dark clouds' floated below.

But the raindrops that were originally falling inside the crystal ball did not stop because the crystal ball was flipped. Instead, they began to flow upwards at an even faster speed, pouring onto the orphanage building that was hanging upside down in the sky.

The scene inside the crystal ball now looked as if it had been fast-forwarded.

Along with this, the brilliance outside the office was also rapidly dimming at a visible speed.

It's as if someone has turned the timeline upside down, drastically speeding up the flow of time.

"He's trying to push for a reset!" Reed realized quickly and shouted.

They had previously speculated that the anomaly at the orphanage would reset daily, and that this reset would most likely occur at a fixed time.

Now, this "old dean" is trying to interfere with the arrival of this "reset" by "speeding up the process" to bring it forward.

However, as all this was happening, He Ao's body had already reached the desk, and the tip of the Crystal City spear was almost touching the old man's face.

Although the flow of time within the entire 'orphanage' seems to be changing drastically, it also seems that only the scenes are changing; the flow of time for Heo, Reed, and the 'old director' as living beings remains normal.

His hand reached directly towards the crystal ball held by the old man.

boom--

At that very instant, a giant hand suddenly reached out from under the wall and grabbed at He Ao.

This giant hand seemed to have been below all along, guarding against anyone who attacked the 'Dean'.

The old man stood up right in front of He Ao, stepped back to the window, looked at He Ao, and smiled, "Child, stay here forever. Soon, you'll know what we want to do."

boom--

His body flew backward rapidly, crashing into the glass and shattering the window. His entire body flew backward, streaking across the sky.

At that moment, their office also collapsed instantly, and with the roar of the collapsing building, the huge 'figure' that was grabbing at He Ao gradually revealed itself.

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"Have you put away that abnormal temperature rise from before?" the man with the mustache asked hoarsely, stubbing out his cigarette in a plastic cup piled high with cigarette butts.

“I put it away. The rain turned to snow a long time ago, and the snow is almost over now,” Chan pulled out the empty cigarette pack, put it back, sighed, and glanced at the distant horizon. “If they don’t come out soon, it will be dawn.”

tick-

Just as the two were talking, a raindrop fell from the sky and landed on the back of the man with the mustache's hand.

"It's raining?" The man with the mustache looked up at the dim night sky, then turned to Charn. "Are you sure that anomaly has really been hidden?"

"They should have put them away, let me ask." Chan seemed a little unsure of himself when asked, and he took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket.

Da da da--

But before he could press the intercom button to ask a question, a dense rain of raindrops fell from the sky, like rapid gunfire, pattering and splashing on the ground.

(End of this chapter)