The Spirit World

Chapter 907 Demonic Disaster (7)
"Chen Lin..."

He lit a cigarette and puffed it out. The curling smoke returned to his hand, like a white dragon entwined around him, pretentiously decorating his life.

"I've heard of her... She's Dr. Chen's daughter, right?"

There were stars shining in his eyes. In Chen Lin's eyes, he had the elegance and grace of a "professor", but also the melancholy of a man who was concerned about his country and his people.

This feeling is very strange. As long as I carry a cigarette with me, I will be filled with sorrow.

His words came back to her mind again, and she finally understood why he had deliberately included her in addition to the independent team.

"Professor Chen and I have discussed whether immortality may be related to genetic modification. Unfortunately, we did not come to any conclusion, but we did learn a lot... I have seen photos of you at Professor Chen's home, when you were a few years old, a teenager, and also photos you sent from the front... So, I was able to recognize you right away."

He greeted her in a very low voice, with his ring finger and little finger close to her chin, his middle finger and index finger holding the cigarette, and his thumb pressing hard on the side of his face. This movement was extremely natural. His eyes seemed to be examining her heart. He could see through her with his wise mind without any words.

"Now, are you doing well?"

In this seemingly barbaric "war world", she didn't believe anyone could feel good.

She was stunned when she heard about her father, and her mind was blank. This young, world-class professor knew her father and "gained a lot from him". Her memories of her father suddenly came flooding back, and she couldn't let them go, only anger boiling.

Those damn infected!
They have completely lost their humanity!
They are human beings, without the restraint of the law and the checks and balances of power, they act recklessly and put the world into such a crisis!

They are shameless and can no longer consider themselves human beings!
they!

Killed parents!

How many innocent people have they killed!

"..." Chen Lin's anger made her clench her fists tightly.

She didn't say anything, but it was also a response.

She lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes again, for she was afraid that this anger would continue and burn her.

Chang Yufeng took his hand away from his body, put the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and looked at the other people present.

This is his team, the best of the best.

They are all "Avengers" who are not afraid of death.

Or, in the turbulent waves of troubled times, those who want to survive will definitely not appear in the human alliance team. This naturally makes it understandable why they are not afraid of death.

Deep hatred!

Blood debts can only be repaid with blood, using flesh and blood and swords!
Professor Chang Yufeng provided them with such an opportunity to go to a battlefield that was even more frontline than the front line - the heartland of [Shadow Country] - [Jie'etian].

"I have challenged [K] to a duel. The battle will take place in the Heaven of Evil. I will fight K."

Chang Yufeng knocked a lighter that looked precious at a glance onto the table.

"I need help to break through the Seventh Chief of Hatulin."

Chang Yufeng looked around at the eight people sitting together.

Chen Lin is considered the special eighth person.

"But if one of you is afraid of death, everything I have done will be in vain. So, you still have a chance to give up now."

"If you're afraid of death."

Chen Lin shouted out clearly with his own voice.

“I’m not afraid of death!!!”

She used so much force that the veins on her neck bulged and her fair skin turned red in an instant. It was really difficult to end this huge anger that had nowhere to vent.

“I don’t think about death!”

Chen Lin raised his head and looked at Chang Yufeng who was lighting another cigarette.

This time, she saw a different picture.

That was a silent king, sitting on his throne, holding a cigarette between his fingers, leaning against the throne made of gold, with gloomy kingly dignity, glaring at his subjects, his legs crossed tightly, and his battle robe fluttering in the slightest breeze.

A human-shaped lamb stood on Chang Yufeng's shoulder, on the king's shoulder, and accepted her audience as a subject with an indifferent expression.

She was a little dazed, thinking she had seen it wrong, but she could only look at the professor, no, the king, named Chang Yufeng.

She was not the slightest bit timid, nor could she guess the heart of the person she saw. She was covered in wounds, and her gorgeous clothes were burning with lust!
"You are not afraid of death, I understand."

Chang Yufeng slowly put down the cigarette, and wisps of white smoke flew out of his mouth.

He had just smoked a cigarette, this was his second.

"But when you want to die but can't, you will understand that death is just a simple relief, and living is torture."

Chang Yufeng looked at the other seven people.

There are words in his mouth.

"This team must send me to K and let me fight him. I only have one chance."

"In other words, your mission is to perish together with the seven chiefs of Hatulin."

He didn't speak very clearly, it was as if he was just repeating what he had just said without revealing any more information.

It seemed as if he didn't think that the mission would be accomplished, because he was actually forcing others to die.

This kind of suicide squad-like behavior is not a tactic he advocates or likes to use.

Therefore, he was somewhat nonchalant and felt that everyone should refute him and not let this plan succeed.

"Let me tell you this. Based on our current research, the ultimate result of α genetic engineering is to create a group of special molecules like the infected to rule the remaining ordinary humans. This is not a long-term solution. Therefore, we must take the idea a step further and kill all the infected. The first and last step is to kill K, the ultimate ruler of Shadow Country."

Chang Yufeng stopped.

Coughed.

"Whether the α-gene warriors we created win or the infected win, they can't escape the fate of [the power that humans cannot grasp and control] going out of control again and again. After studying human genes for so many years, I am more and more convinced... humans cannot wantonly "tamper" with the rules set by the "Creator". They can only abide by them in the form of discovery."

"Genes are the most basic and most forbidden valve. Once this valve is opened, humans and all living things will be punished completely."

A professor who studies human genes said.

My own fear.

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That kind of fear seeped into every pore of Professor Chang Yufeng. This young genetic doctor couldn't help but tremble involuntarily in front of the younger and more elite [Human Transformation Warriors].

The real fear made the young man who proposed to die look much more haggard.

Everyone was silent, like lambs, slowly sitting together to keep warm.

Chen Lin and the soldiers here may not understand what the professor means for a while. Maybe the professor has a longer-term vision, or he understands better what he is saying and doing.

After Chang Yufeng calmed down.

He sighed.

"Perhaps this is destiny. If your destiny is to die for humanity, then willingly accepting death may be more in line with humanity's desire to realize its lofty ideals."

"I...should also be like this..."

That's right...

For a moment, Chen Lin could feel the loneliness of Chang Yufeng as he talked to himself.

He is not immersed in his own world, but he has too many sorrows that he cannot express?
To the point that I am frustrated before I even speak, and my thoughts are confused when I want to speak.

She probably understood.

This time, she will really die.

Whether death is as peaceful as water or as spectacular as death.

I may not be able to understand this chapter myself...

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(End of this chapter)