Full-time Creation Master

These files are hidden very deeply and encrypted in a very complex way.

"Hydra?"

Look at the iconic dark red background of the Hydra pattern.

Overwhelmed with excitement, Lingling used her self-written cracking program to begin cracking these files.

During this process, she encountered several near-discoveries.

However, she successfully evaded the hospital's network security system by using her superb computer skills.

The thrill of dancing on the edge of a knife made Lingling's little face flush red.

They also heard Chu Ming's call at this moment.

The same question was raised: "Aren't all the Hydras still alive?"

"Of course they're not all dead!"

"Who?" Lingling, whose heart had stopped, was startled by the third voice.

After activating the armor mold given to him by his grandfather, he breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the person who had arrived.

huh~~~

"Lingling, what's wrong?"

Chu Ming's concerned inquiry came through the earpiece.

"It's nothing, you can continue!"

..........

After inspecting the upper floors, Chu Ming continued walking deeper into the hospital.

He made his way down to the basement, floor by floor.

The basement was filled with a damp and rotten smell.

The lighting here is even dimmer, making it almost impossible to see the road.

At the intersection of Guangyao and Night Vision Goggles, Chu Ming chose Night Vision Goggles.

"Lingling, I found some strange rooms in the basement."

There are soul-sealing stones inside the walls.

My mental strength was unable to forcefully break through.

The doors to these rooms were all tightly closed, and they were fitted with special locks.

Chu Ming attempted to use spatial magic to control the lock cylinders and open these locks.

However, it was discovered that these locks were protected by magical restrictions and electronic passwords.

It also has alarms and a self-destruct mechanism.

Like a hedgehog covered in thorns.

The usual methods cannot open it immediately.

Chu Ming realized that there must be some important secret hidden here.

Chu Ming is exceptionally curious, but also very self-disciplined.

The decision was made immediately.

Get out of the basement first, then figure out a solution.

Ta da da~`~

However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a soft footstep.

The light footsteps sounded particularly loud in the empty atmosphere.

Spatial layer cutting!

Chu Ming was startled. He quickly used the light-based spatial layer cutting technique—optical camouflage—to completely conceal his figure.

Spatial layer cutting is an algorithm created by Sasa after supplementing some data.

Cut out the selected plane.

Then, use light-based energy to cover and render it.

It forms a special spatial wallpaper.

To put it simply, it's just like a photograph.

Even when you zoom in with a camera, it looks exactly like the real thing!

Chu Ming only needs to add some basic points, then use the stars as orbits and fill the model with magic energy to use it.

Of course, Chu Ming also asked, "Is it possible to create fusion magic?"

"Calculating... Insufficient data..." was Sasha's only reply.

.......

"Lingling, I've found an interesting person!"

I pointed the camera at him!

A person wearing a white coat who didn't look like a doctor walked over.

The doctor looked somewhat nervous, glancing back every now and then, as if afraid someone was following him.

"Found him. His name is Zhao Xuan. His ancestors migrated here during the Wanli era..."

Now, is he a wanted criminal?

The reason for the warrant is that, due to psychological problems, he brutally murdered several doctors at Beth Hospital...

However, her younger sister, Zhao Keqing, was a victim.

Follow him!

"You don't need to tell me!" Chu Ming knew instinctively that this was a big fish!

The doctor's intense aura of darkness was like a shadow under a torch, drawing attention.

The doctor walked hurriedly to a room and pulled a rusty, dark red key from his pocket.

This key looks very ordinary; it's even a very, very traditional brass lock key.

But when he inserted it into the keyhole.

A series of screeching sounds rang out from the machinery.

The magical seal on the lock emitted a faint light, and then the door opened.

Click~~~

After Zhao Xuan entered the room, Chu Ming quietly followed him.

Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw that the room was filled with all sorts of strange instruments and some huge containers.

Some containers contained stones, claws, and heads, while others contained an unidentified liquid that had solidified and turned black.

In one corner of the room, there was an operating table.

There appears to be a person covered with a sheet lying on the operating table.

Chu Ming's heart tightened. He wanted to check the situation further, but he was worried that his actions would be discovered.

Just as he hesitated, the doctor, who seemed to have searched in vain, suddenly turned around with great joy and walked towards the door.

Chu Ming quickly used his disguise and moved to the past.

I just realized that there were several vials of medicine on the medicine cabinet.

Is that why he did it?

They never expire, right?

After leaving the room, the doctor locked the door and hurriedly left the basement.

.......

Little did they know that Chu Ming and the doctor, who thought they had kept quiet, had already triggered a backup plan.

It is located underground in a European-style courtyard in Spain.

Whitehall, who was slowly sipping a glass of decanted red wine, received this message.

"Doctor, the serum containing Jia Ying's blood, which you named 'Rebirth,' left at that hospital, has been taken by someone...."

Francis Paulie Emeane, an agent from MI6, was released from the hypnosis session.

"Notify Bakshi and have him send someone to handle this!"

Whitehall, a refined and cultured man with a pair of old-fashioned, original-framed glasses, picked up a book once more.

Speaking to Agent Bard, who was heavily restrained, he said, "Agent Bard, why don't you choose to surrender?"

Well!

We have plenty of time.

"Then, let's do it one more time!"

Take a deep breath.

"relax/放杆"

"Completion will be rewarded!"

..........

Southeast Asia, Qingyan Town!

"According to the camera footage, you will soon encounter a patrol team."

"When I reviewed the previous camera footage, I discovered that Zhao Xuan had gotten in by a combination of half planning and half luck."

If he goes out like this, there's a 90% chance he'll be discovered.

"Chu Ming, do everything you can to save him. He should be one of the witnesses we're looking for!"

"A piece of cake!"

Chu Ming slowly walked up to Zhao Xuan. "I'm actually quite curious to see what he's planning to do next."

........

In a corner of Qingyan Town, a young man was running desperately.

His name was Zhao Xuan, and he was followed by a group of gangsters.

Zhao Xuan's eyes were filled with anger and despair.

His body was covered in blood, and he gripped a short knife tightly in his hand, the knife also stained with blood.

However, his fierce eyes, like those of a wolf, gleamed with the fire of revenge.

Zhao Keqing, 15 years old.

Innocent and charming, pure and lovely, excellent in both character and academics, she is the joy of the family and the hope for escaping the quagmire of Southeast Asia.

but.....

Zhao Xuan's younger sister, Zhao Keqing, who was in junior high school, died mysteriously while receiving treatment at Sacred Heart Hospital after suffering from a persistent high fever.

Although it is hard to accept,

although.

However, Zhao Xuan, who made a living by working on construction sites, had no choice but to accept it.

Before I could figure out how to explain it to my parents, I was suddenly informed by the attending physician of the local Watai Yinna tribe—

My sister donated her organs "voluntarily".

They also provided an organ donation agreement and a video recording.

In the video.

My younger sister, who had been suffering from a high fever and was unconscious, actually signed the papers herself.

Zhao Xuan was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and hadn't yet figured out how to accept it.

A middle-aged, bald pharmacist across from me handed me an urn containing ashes.

He even hypocritically said, "These are your sister's ashes. Take her home and give her a proper burial."

"impossible."

"My sister would never do that."

"You bunch of bastards, it must be you."

Otherwise, why couldn't I even see my sister one last time? Why can't you even hand over my sister's body?

Zhao Xuan was overwhelmed by a series of setbacks.

He rambled on incoherently, trying to reason with people, but was kicked out by the person who made the medicine.

Then, less than 50 meters from the entrance of Sacred Heart Hospital, he was dragged away and brutally beaten and threatened by a group of blond-haired men.

Zhao Xuan could not tolerate this injustice.

I wanted to seek help, but after being politely asked if I had any evidence, I only received "It's all your imagination," "Without evidence, it doesn't count," and so on.

Furthermore, after leaving the security camera at the door, he was covered with a sack and severely beaten.

This time, one hand was broken and the other leg was lame.

Zhao Xuan, who was on the verge of madness, returned to his rural hometown with his sister's ashes, feeling utterly hopeless.

His only elderly mother also passed away from this devastating news.

The last thread that held Zhao Xuan's rationality snapped completely.

After the seven-day mourning period for his mother and sister, Zhao Xuan had only one thought in his mind: revenge!

..........