Barr chuckled inwardly, "This kid's a pretty good actor."

A military transport plane was already parked on the tarmac. Its fuselage was painted in the dark gray of the Ministry of Public Security, and its tail was marked with the Great Wall defense line insignia.

A man in military uniform stood by the gangway. Seeing them approach, he saluted An Changqing: "Support team?"

The voice sounded familiar; it was Li Ce.

Chen Guan glanced at the man and noticed that the man was also looking at him, but he still maintained a businesslike demeanor.

An Changqing responded with a "yes," and the seven people showed their student IDs one by one.

After scanning the last one, Li Ce put away the terminal in his hand.

"Get on board. We'll arrive at the Northern Frontier Base in four hours."

As Chen Guan stepped onto the gangway, the burning sensation in his left arm suddenly jolted, as if something under his skin had turned over.

He didn't stop and walked straight into the cabin.

Baal's voice drifted over: "I won't tell you, but the closer you get to the North, the worse your arm problem will become."

"You've already told me."

Chen Guan sat down by the window, and just as Baal had said, the burning sensation under the bandage on his left arm was slowly creeping up inch by inch.

As for the reason, Chen Guan didn't know either. If Baal knew, the bored old devil would definitely tell him himself.

The hatch closed, and the roar of the engine filled the entire space.

The fuselage began to vibrate, lifted off the ground, and took off.

The city outside the window shrank rapidly in my field of vision, the buildings and streets eventually blending into a gray outline before being swallowed by the clouds.

Hong Yuan had already leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, while Long Ao's arms were wrapped around his chest, and his breathing was even.

An Changqing was flipping through a paper document when Su Yuehe leaned over and whispered something to him.

Yin Chen closed his eyes to rest, but occasionally he would open one eye to scan his surroundings.

Liu Feiyu sat in the last row, with earphones in his ears, his gaze fixed on the surging sea of ​​clouds outside the window, lost in thought.

Chen Guan closed his eyes, and as expected, Baal's voice rang out again.

"The reason this is happening is because Astaroth's power is also involved over there; you've essentially crossed paths with Him."

This is a situation that Baal is happy to see.

He will protect those who are wrong, but he won't cut off all risks.

Go grow, stand at the top of the world, replace the rotten old things, and you will create more fun things.

……

The noise of the transport plane's engines gradually subsided, and a crack appeared in the clouds outside the window.

The outline of the northern city emerged, a gray-white defensive town with a continuous mountain range in the distance, and the sky was tinged with white snow.

Chen Guan opened his eyes. The burning sensation under the bandage on his left arm had spread to his shoulder area, and something was crawling and wriggling inside his flesh.

Hong Yuan had already stood up and stretched, and Long Ao also opened his eyes. He moved his shoulders and noticed Chen Guan's discomfort.

"Is your hand...starting to hurt again?"

Chen Guan turned to the porthole, watching the northern scenery gradually zoom in: "A bit."

An Changqing stood up from his seat and handed the documents in his hand to Su Yuehe: "Go directly to the medical facility after you land."

His tone left no room for negotiation, but it wasn't aggressive.

Su Yuehe nodded and turned to Chen Guan: "Come with me."

Yin Chen also stood up, casually smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes. Liu Feiyu, wearing headphones, turned off the volume, glanced at Chen Guan, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Chen Guan did not refute, the fuselage shuddered again, and the wheels made contact with the runway.

As the flight ended and the cabin door opened, the dry, cold air characteristic of the North rushed in. Chen Guan's breath hitched; he clearly didn't like the climate here.

Li Ce stood at the edge of the tarmac and saluted when he saw them disembark.

Behind him were two people in Great Wall defense uniforms: one was a middle-aged man with a colonel's badge on his chest, and the other was a young woman with a cold and hard face, whose gaze swept over them without lingering.

The colonel stepped forward, his gaze falling on An Changqing.

"An Changqing, right?"

An Changqing nodded slightly.

"I am the deputy commander of the Northern Frontier Defense Command, and my surname is Song."

"This is the on-site leader for this exploration mission, codenamed White Eagle."

White Eagle didn't reach out; he simply swept his gaze around coldly.

"You've been learning about the mission details along the way, haven't you?"

"I know a little about it."

An Changqing answered.

"That's good."

After Bai Ying finished speaking, he turned around and got into the car without saying another word. He was quite a capable person.

The convoy stopped at the gate of a military camp, with rows of barracks and straight barbed wire fences behind it.

After completing the registration, verification, and release process, they were assigned to student dormitories at the temporary residence.

The facilities here are very basic; each room only has a bed, a cabinet, and a washbasin, nothing else.

Su Yuehe couldn't wait to turn around and pull Chen Guan out the door.

"Let's go now."

When Chen Guan stood up, his entire left arm was trembling, and the bandage was already soaked with black liquid that had seeped out.

The medical area is located on the south side of the camp. It is a dedicated building with more than ten treatment rooms.

As soon as Su Yuehe entered, she gave her name. The medic at the front desk immediately changed his expression and contacted his superior.

Dr. Zhou was a middle-aged woman with a straight posture, her hair tied in a neat bun, and her eyes were sharp, able to tell at a glance how serious the problem under the bandage was.

"Come in quickly."

The treatment room was very clean, and the instruments and medicines were arranged in a very orderly manner.

Dr. Zhou had Chen Guan lie down on the treatment bed. The moment he cut the bandages, a pungent odor filled the entire room.

The skin exposed to the air had turned completely black, and from the elbows upwards, black lines crawled toward the shoulders like living creatures.

Dr. Zhou's eyes changed; she hadn't seen such severe injuries on a child in a long time.

She took a bottle of emerald green liquid and several thin needles that gleamed coldly from the medicine cabinet.

"In the early stages, the corruption can be slowed down with ointments, but once it reaches its active phase, immediate intervention and purification are necessary, otherwise the poisoning will accelerate."

She found the deepest black lines on the shoulder of the coffin and injected the green liquid into them.

The moment the fluid was injected, Chen Guan's muscles tensed up, and excruciating pain surged up his nerve endings. Dr. Zhou pressed his fingers against his shoulder to prevent him from moving.

"Hold on."

Su Yuehe stood beside the treatment bed, pulled Chen Guan's right hand over, and let him hold her fingers.

"It'll be ready soon."

As Dr. Zhou inserted the second needle, Chen Guan's entire left arm trembled violently and glowed with a bluish-purple light.

At the same time, a faint blue light appeared in Dr. Zhou's hand, which was the sign of the activation of the life purification system. Green liquid flowed through his blood vessels, trying to wash away the black stuff.

When the third needle went in, Chen Guan finally couldn't hold on any longer and his head hit the cushion on the treatment bed.

"How is it?"

Dr. Zhou stopped and examined his pupils.

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