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(Central Tower Basement 37th Floor: Cloning Laboratory)

Chu Ziyu hummed a tuneless little song and lightly stroked the alloy door with his slender fingers.

The dark golden mental power spread like a corrosive liquid, and the heavy security door silently melted into a perfect circular gap.

"There's really no progress at all."

He tilted his head and looked at the familiar layout of the laboratory, his gold-plated left eye shining brightly in the darkness.

"37 life signals detected."

6872 popped up a holographic projection in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"There are still armed sentries gathering on the third underground floor."

Chu Ziyu nonchalantly played with the test tube he had brought from the breeding center. The dark blue liquid inside swayed with his movements: "Let's see what little toys the tower has made..."

The test tube fell to the ground, and the moment the liquid came into contact with the air, a dazzling light burst out.

All surveillance screens exploded with snowflakes at the same time, and emergency light tubes burst one after another.

In the flickering light, Chu Ziyu's figure passed through the corridor like a ghost, his silver hair drawing a flowing galaxy behind him.

&34;Bingo~&34;

He stopped in front of a row of incubators and tapped the glass with his fingertips.

Dozens of clones that looked similar to him were floating in the cabin, except that their eyes were pure gold.

One of them suddenly opened his eyes and let out a piercing scream the moment his eyes met his.

"Tsk, that's disgusting."

The alarm finally sounded, but it was too late.

Chu Ziyu placed his palm on the main console, and dark golden lines spread wildly along the metal surface.

The maintenance systems of all the culture chambers began to overload, and the nutrient solution boiled and rolled.

"Boss! Their commander is mobilizing troops to defend!"

"It's just right to help Xiao An relieve some of the pressure."

Chu Ziyu jumped lightly onto the ventilation duct, and behind him came the muffled sound of clones pounding on the cabin door.

He casually threw down three button-sized devices, which automatically unfolded into spider-web-like metal sheets during the fall and attached themselves to key load-bearing columns.

When the first group of sentries rushed into the laboratory, they saw a silver-haired young man sitting on the highest pipe with his legs dangling.

"Good evening~"

Chu Ziyu pressed the detonator with a smile, and the entire underground space collapsed with a roar.

He was thrown backward by the blast and fell into the water treatment system tunnel below.

The water flow carried him through the intricate pipes and finally rushed into the moat from the sewage outlet.

When Chu Ziyu surfaced, he saw the main building of the central tower tilted in the series of explosions.

"Boss, Lin Ci'an's mental fluctuations appeared three kilometers away. Hurry up, we have to go back."

6872 suddenly screamed.

"The timing is just right~"

Chu Ziyu shook his wet silver hair, turned around and dived into the shadows.

After all, how could a well-behaved canary lose the collar given by its owner?

Chu Ziyu squatted on the treetop outside the base, his wet silver hair still dripping.

His golden left eye opened wide as he looked at his bedroom, where thick smoke was billowing out and flames were madly shooting out of the window.

&34;I c...&34;

He swore for once, his fingertips unconsciously digging into the bark.

"It's over now."

Before he could finish his words, several figures suddenly rushed out from the door.

Chu Ziyu's pupils suddenly shrank - Liu Mingye was running out with the unconscious Lin Ci'an on his back. The commander's usually calm and composed face was now as pale as paper, with bloodstains at the corners of his mouth.

What's worse is that Chen Mo was holding a pair of special electromagnetic shackles in his hand, and the chains glowed coldly in the firelight.

&34;6872,&34;

Chu Ziyu's voice suddenly became terrifyingly calm. "Immediately scan Xiao An's mental state."

"Serious mental overdraft!"

The electronic voice said in panic, "Wait... Does he think you..."

Chu Ziyu's fingertips suddenly pierced into his palm.

He saw that even though Lin Ci'an was unconscious, his fingers were still twitching slightly, as if he was trying to grab something in vain.

The black cat's spirit body curled up weakly on its owner's chest, its fur burnt black.

More footsteps could be heard in the distance; the tower's pursuit team was approaching.

Chu Ziyu's gilded left eye flashed wildly, and dark golden mental power overflowed uncontrollably.

"Change of plans."

He suddenly jumped down from the tree, "Let's deal with those annoying flies first."

"What about Lin Ci'an..."

&34;I'll go find him later.&34;

Chu Ziyu's figure passed through the bushes like a ghost, "I don't want to play anymore..."

When Liu Mingye turned around, seemingly aware of something, he only saw birds startled from the distant woods. No one noticed as a wisp of immortal energy was injected into Lin Ci'an's body.

Inside the medical room, the smell of disinfectant stung people's noses.

Lin Ci'an sat on the edge of the bed, his knuckles clenched until they turned white. Liu Mingye's voice seemed to reach his ears intermittently, as if through a thick layer of frosted glass.

He opened his mouth to yell the name, but only retched.

——It turns out that people cannot make any sound when they are in extreme pain.

Lin Ci'an's gaze fell on the shackles in his palm. They were the only thing found in the ruins that could prove Chu Ziyu's existence.

The black cat spirit curled up at the feet, its fur dull and lifeless, and it whimpered weakly from time to time.

Suddenly, the door of the medical room was flung open.

A sentry covered in blood stumbled in and said, "Commander! There's a silver-haired man helping us on the east side of the defense line! He's very skilled... He single-handedly killed three snipers in the tower..."

Lin Ci'an stood up suddenly, and the IV stand fell to the ground with a loud noise.

His eyes went dark, but he grabbed the sentry's collar tightly and said, "Say it again?"

"Silver, silver hair, and the left eye seems to be injured and covered with a cloth..."

The sentry was frightened, "He said... he knew you..."