The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 435

In the deep chaos, a cube as transparent as crystal fell straight down, like a crystal pearl slowly sinking into the dark deep sea.

The "Pearl" tapped lightly on the smooth silver-gray metal platform, and a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes walked out with his head held high.

“No matter how many times I see it, it’s always spectacular.”

Just like when he first saw it, looking at the "tree crown" composed of thousands of silver pillars that were neither gold nor wood in the distance, he still made the same sigh.

But this time, there were no annoying obstacles ahead.

Well, apart from the middle-aged man's old face wearing black-framed glasses, it still kind of spoils the view.

"Please come this way, Sir Alex." He pushed the frame of his glasses and his eyes swept over the blood-red snake-scale stone eggs in the other's palm.

"According to the order from our superiors, please deliver the spoils to Level 0 Laboratory No. 1."

The hazy light mist under your feet rolled like quicksand, just like the conveyor belt at an airport, carrying the visitors forward quickly, and one building with strange shapes passed by in an instant.

"It's amazing. After only a few days, my strength hasn't changed at all, but my authority seems to have increased a lot... At least I won't be turned away this time."

Alex had a frivolous smile on his face, and it was unclear whether it was a tease or a self-deprecating smile.

"Sir, you think too much. It is just a change based on a simple administrative order." The middle-aged manager with a slightly balding head said in a flat tone.

"The Villa in the Forest is a pure research institution. The barbaric standard of using supernatural power to determine the level of status and position authority does not apply here."

"Heh." Alex chuckled coldly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, stung by the arrogance in his subtext.

Thick darkness swirled and condensed in his hands like a stream of water. A vivid shadow bat flapped its wings and was about to fly. Its two scarlet eyes, as small as soybeans, blinked and stared at the shameless human beside him. The aura of a high-level supernatural predator quietly enveloped him.

"squeak--!"

The next second, the mental pressure that was enough to make a healthy adult tremble suddenly collapsed.

A powerful, tyrannical, indifferent invisible force suddenly emerged, like a giant blade that could cut through everything, and it went straight upstream along the connection between the two.

The familiar transformed by the power of darkness only had time to let out a scream before it exploded into a cloud of black smoke, and even the vampire king who summoned it turned pale.

"Today's human beings are no longer the humble insects that trembled and knelt before ice, fire, and lightning in ancient times. The wisdom that sprouts from the self-reassurance is the most powerful force in the universe..."

The middle-aged manager seemed to be completely unaware of the changes around him. He was playing with a strangely shaped key in his hand and said without turning his head:

"Even those so-called extraordinary beings...even those revered as [Gods], are no exception!"

As if to confirm his words, countless colorful runes dissipated, revealing an ancient, dilapidated, and large building.

Although nearly half of the ancient Greek stone columns are broken, one can still vaguely see how magnificent and beautiful they were when they were intact.

The heavy door burst open and everyone walked through it. On the crystal platforms, there were all kinds of strange objects, emitting amazing spiritual energy fluctuations, reflecting Alex's changeable face.

In the transparent quartz hourglass, a few sparkling grains of sand danced up and down, repeating endlessly. The surrounding light and shadow were hazy and blurred, and even time and space were distorted.

The brown-green bark mask seemed to be laughing and crying, and its empty eye sockets, as deep as the abyss, seemed to contain mockery of all living things, making everyone who saw it feel uneasy.

Even though most of them were badly damaged and only retained a little power, Alex could still feel the supreme majesty that once shrouded these objects.

"Of course, in consideration of the gifts left by the old masters, we will also show some respect." An arc of light flashed across the middle-aged man's glasses, and his chin was slightly raised.

"After all... they provided valuable specimens for research." The dark red snake eggs filled a blank crystal platform. A crack appeared in the space above, and a hazy golden light poured down, locking the demon relic tightly from the inside out.

"It looks like you have a very good security director!" Suppressing the backlash, a cold breath blew out from between Alex's teeth. He stared into the void, not knowing what he was looking at.

"It should be said that it is the Federation's Manifest Destiny!" As another piece of collection representing divine glory was added to the account, the middle-aged manager was in a good mood and felt a little drunk.

This feeling of control that transcends everything is like a narcotic necessity for someone who has been trapped here for almost half his life, and he couldn't help but say a few more words:
"The ancient civilization declined along with the departure of the ancient guardians; and the new overlord rose along with the birth of the new guardians. The way of fate is truly wonderful."

At this moment, following his words, the young vampire king had an inspiration, and it seemed as if he saw a space filled with endless darkness.

A tall, burly and rigid human figure sat quietly, holding two shadows in his arms, one of which was slender and looked like a weapon, and the other had four legs and horns and looked like an animal.

Grains of golden and orange light slowly rose from the ground and gathered on the human figure.

Under the black crystal floor,

...A hand as huge as a mountain, indescribably huge, appeared and disappeared!
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In stark contrast to the Middle Ages, today, the permanent population of every major city easily exceeds one million, and a self-sufficient idyllic life has long been difficult to maintain in such an environment.

Therefore, outside the radiation circle of these prosperous cities, there are often a series of affiliated towns, which are dedicated to supplying rich agricultural and pastoral products to the cities. At the same time, they also provide a safe haven for people who are busy working in the urban concrete jungle to get close to nature and relax.

The sunshine at the end of May, bright and with a heat that is particularly rising at this time of year, shines through the gaps between the tender green leaves and onto the neat stone roads of the town, mottled and colorful, like fragments of spring time swaying gently in the breeze.

The air is filled with the unique freshness and floral scent of early summer, mixed with the sweet aroma of ripening fruits in the orchard in the distance. People can't help but slow down their pace and immerse themselves in this tranquility and beauty.

But not everyone has the leisure time to open their hearts and appreciate such beautiful scenery.

“Some people are alive, but they are already dead; some people are dead, but they are still alive.”

A dozen privet trees stretched out their dense branches and leaves, making a two-story building vaguely visible.

On the balcony, Zhu Mingyao stretched out his body in a big letter shape on the recliner, as if he was completely relaxed without any bones in his body.

He looked at the white clouds in the sky, took a deep puff of the cigarette butt in his hand, and his eyes revealed a trace of loneliness in life, as if the rising smoke could take away some of the heaviness in his heart.

After suffering a doomsday-level social death, a disheartened person wanted to travel to Mars, but there was no rocket scientist like Musk in the parallel world to open up the source of energy, so he had to settle for the next best thing and found a small town a hundred miles away from Golden State and went in.

Hide in the small building and be one with it, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and spring.

It's not because he is too thin-skinned, but because things are too difficult to resolve.

If it happens to ordinary people, no matter how much it is exaggerated, it is nothing more than the slightly pink troubles between adolescent boys and girls.

However, once the protagonists of the story become the rising stars of several large supernatural organizations, the entanglements and complexities behind them are far more profound than ordinary.

Apart from anything else, the identities of these two little girls alone were enough to give people a headache. With their talents and potential, the sisterhood had basically designated them as the next generation's successors.

If only one of them had a conflict with him, perhaps those people would be happy to see it happen. After all, relying on outstanding looks to marry strong people from other organizations is a traditional method of witches.

But it is a bit hard to accept that the two carefully cultivated cabbages were wiped out. The simplest and most realistic question is:
The life span of extraordinary people is much longer than that of ordinary people. With their long life span, they can lead the organization for at least half a century. By then, it will be difficult to determine whether this foundation is a public tool or private property.

(End of this chapter)