Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

Central base.

Wu Tongxue walked up to the podium with a stack of reports in her hand. Her neck was covered by a high-necked light-colored cashmere undershirt. She pressed down on the microphone with her slender fingers and casually placed the reports on the table.

A gentle smile graced her delicate and beautiful face, and her clear, bright eyes swept across the crowd below with composure.

Under the bright lights, a clear voice filled the entire hall.

"Hello everyone, I am Wu Tongxue, one of the leaders of the Dawn Project. I will now be reporting to you..."

He picked up the pointer, walked to the blackboard, and tapped it; a PowerPoint presentation was already projected onto it.

"First, let's look at..."

All eyes were on him, listening intently to his speech.

In the corner, Yu Chen pressed down his hat. He wasn't listening to the report; he was just staring intently at the person on the stage, focusing only on him.

A few minutes later, he shifted his body, strands of hair brushing against his collar, his thin lips remaining intensely red and slightly pursed.

A staff member entered through a side door, carrying a toolbox, and came to the side of the podium. Almost no one's eyes lingered on him for more than a second.

Lu Yuan kept a close eye on him, remaining 100% vigilant towards anyone who approached Wu Tongxue.

He turned to the person next to him, said something, and then silently stepped closer.

At the same time, a teammate's voice came through the headset from outside the door, "Captain, the person has been confirmed, there are no problems."

"Hmm." Lu Yuan didn't stop approaching, and his soft response went unnoticed by anyone around him.

Noticing the person's slightly hurried pace, his eyes narrowed, and he quickened his pace as well.

"Attention everyone." After saying that, he bent his elbow and stretched it back.

"Bam—"

Wu Tongxue stopped speaking and looked to the side.

A person fell to the ground, hitting the floor hard, and was already unconscious.

“Lu Yuan…”

Wu Tongxue was stunned. Everyone swayed and fell down. Those with seats were okay, but they lay down on the tables. Those who were standing on both sides fell straight down, and at a glance, there was a whole area lying flat.

what happened?

He found himself standing alone.

Yu Chen was trapped in an illusion; in fact, everyone was trapped in the same illusion.

With another loud "bang," the door was violently pushed open and slammed against the wall.

Lan Kong hurriedly walked in, his eyes searching, and immediately locked his gaze on Wu Tongxue, his expression relaxing a little.

He easily stepped over the group of corpses lying on the ground and rushed onto the podium.

"I sense a very strong mental energy fluctuation here."

Lan Kong, impatient to sit down and listen to the three-hour-long report, went outside for some fresh air, but unexpectedly, something went wrong.

"So they were all affected by superpowers?" Wu Tongxue stepped down from the podium, looked around, and saw that even Lu Yuan had been affected.

“His psychic ability is the highest level I’ve sensed so far. All I know is that he pulled everyone into an illusion.” Lan Kong’s expression was solemn, because he didn’t know what the other party’s purpose was either.

phantom?

Wu Tongxue didn't understand his purpose in doing this. What did he want everyone present to see besides him?

Lu Yuan felt a wave of dizziness. He tried to stay awake, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw an extremely bloody scene.

The operating room was small and dimly lit, with the overhead lights so bright they were blinding.

The doctor, dressed in green surgical scrubs, worked diligently and meticulously, completely unaffected by other factors, focusing intently on performing surgery on the patient.

Lu Yuan witnessed the completion of a brain surgery firsthand, seeing everything from God's perspective.

What's disturbing is that the "patient" on the operating table wasn't a patient at all. The doctor simply opened his skull, observed it for a while to confirm that it was a normal brain, and then injected some kind of drug.

The "patient" on the operating table was under anesthesia, with his eyes closed.

Lu Yuan frowned deeply. He could empathize with the "patient's" fear and terror, which brought him great mental stimulation.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, he probably would have been rolling on the ground and screaming in terror.

After this surgery, the next surgery will soon follow.

Fear, apprehension...

The same emotion.

Lu Yuan realized that he had probably lost consciousness and entered some kind of illusion.

His first thought was: was showing them this a way to mentally torture them?

Thinking of Wu Tongxue, Lu Yuan believed that he absolutely could not withstand such torment, and the creases between his brows deepened...

One surgery after another was performed, and the same person was always the one undergoing the surgery.

The realism of the details sent chills down his spine; if he wasn't mistaken, these doctors were experimenting on people on the operating table.

As he looked at it again and again, Lu Yuan gradually noticed something amiss.

The "patient" seemed to have particularly complex feelings towards the surgeon, but unfortunately he couldn't see the faces of those people clearly; they were just blurry.

This must be someone's memory replaying...

Everyone who was brought here to see the illusions couldn't help but feel terrified. This kind of thing is explicitly prohibited in all countries, and as for what happens secretly, all that can be done is to restrain it.

The people on the operating table are victims. Is he showing them these things in an attempt to seek justice?

Lu Yuan watched all the experiments as calmly as possible, trying to find a breakthrough.

He must break free from this state as quickly as possible!