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Li Haotian kicked away the creaking monitor beside him, sparks flying onto his trouser leg and giving off a rubbery smell.

The air five layers underground was sticky like expired paste, making people's hearts and lungs ache.

He stood for a long time in front of the fleshy mass that looked exactly like himself, his right hand gripping the dagger tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Boss, the magnetic field here is contracting, and the gate is about to lock up."

Su Wan's voice was as thin as a needle in the earpiece, accompanied by intermittent electrical static.

Li Haotian spat out the blood foam in his mouth, his gaze sweeping over the face that overlapped with his own, a surge of evil fire rising in his heart.

"That old bastard Han Dehai, is he using me as a model?"

He turned and walked toward the row of lockers next to him, where white coats were hanging, his movements as swift as a hunter skinning animals in the forest.

The footsteps above the study's secret room grew increasingly chaotic, and the heavy metallic clanging sound crashed down the shaft.

He pulled out a crumpled yellow takeout insulated box and a faded yellow vest from the bottom of the cabinet.

He had smuggled this thing from the dock and kept it deep inside his backpack.

"What are you doing? What time is it? You still want to go back to your old ways?"

Su Wan was stunned behind the screen, her tone full of astonishment that she couldn't quite grasp.

Li Haotian ripped off his tattered suit, draped a yellow vest over his shoulders, and zipped it up to his throat.

He put on the scratched helmet, pulled the goggles down to cover his eyes, which were beginning to turn gold.

"Those bastards of the Han family guard their bodyguards more closely than their own fathers, but who would stop someone delivering food?"

He crouched down and pulled the magnetic field jammer out from the compartment of the insulated box; the device was emitting a warm blue light.

He avoided the security cameras at the front of the corridor and went around to the back of a moss-covered artificial rockery.

Hidden here is a very inconspicuous narrow door, from which wisps of cool air are escaping.

That's the wind generated by the elevator shaft.

Li Haotian pressed the jammer onto the fingerprint lock. The indicator light flashed a few times, and then the red light turned green with a snap.

The metal door slid open slowly to both sides, revealing a dark, deep well, with the steel cable creaking in the darkness.

He slipped inside and pressed the blood-red button marked "B50".

The elevator was falling very fast, and the feeling of weightlessness made my stomach churn. The lights on the walls were so bright they made me dizzy.

"bite--"

After the elevator had been descending for about three minutes, it emitted a sharp, soft sound.

The door had barely cracked open when two dark gun barrels were thrust inside, pressed against Li Haotian's chest.

"Password! Which part?"

Two guards in full-body heavy armor stood at the doorway, their metal helmets gleaming bluish under the cold lights.

Both of them were over two meters tall, and they were holding heavy plasma rifles, looking menacing.

Li Haotian pushed the delivery box forward, lowered his head, and spoke in a low, rough voice.

"Don't fire, we're on the same side, I'm delivering food."

The guard on the left brandished the butt of his rifle, the clanging of metal making a painful noise in the narrow carriage.

"Bullshit! When did this place start allowing takeout food? Where's the pass?"

Li Haotian hunched his shoulders, feigning a terrified expression, and rubbed his hand on the lid of the takeout box.

"Brothers, I'm just earning a meager living; it was set by that young master Zhao on the top floor."

He deliberately made his tone sound like he was crying, making him appear humble to the core.

He said that the guys worked hard down there, so he specially ordered several servings of Changsha stinky tofu, saying it's best to eat it while it's hot.

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely strong and pungent strange smell wafted out from the cracks in the box.

The smell exploded in the enclosed elevator, causing the two guards to unconsciously take a half step back.

That was a chemical spray specially made by Su Wan, designed to deal with these superhumans with heightened senses.

"Young Master Zhao made the decision? Wasn't that kid just thrown out by the Han family?"

The guard on the right frowned, and his grip loosened slightly, clearly having been distracted by the smell.

Taking advantage of the moment when the other person was inhaling, Li Haotian curled his lips into a cold smile.

"He hasn't gone far. He said if I don't accept this tofu, I'll have a lot of money deducted from this order. Can you guys be lenient?"

As he spoke, he suddenly flung open the lid of the delivery box.

The white mist inside instantly sprayed all over the other person's face.

The two guards instinctively reached out to shield their eyes, coughing as if they were choking.

Li Haotian pushed off the ground with his toes, his figure turning into a blurry afterimage as he crashed directly into the two men's arms.

He threw out both fists simultaneously, creating two sharp, piercing sounds as his fists struck the opponent's hard metal helmet.

"Bang! Bang!"

A dull thud echoed down the corridor, and the alloy helmet was dented by the two punches.

The two burly men, each weighing over 200 pounds, didn't even have time to scream before their bodies flew straight backward like kites with broken strings.

The two helmets shattered under the immense force, splattering red and white paint onto the alloy wall behind them, like a distorted painting.

Li Haotian landed silently, caught the two plasma guns that were about to fall to the ground, and hung them on the top of the elevator.

He didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, ripped off his helmet, revealing a cold, expressionless face.

"Boss, go straight ahead. The core area is behind that white door at the end of the corridor."

Su Wan's voice trembled in the earpiece, indicating that she was experiencing a great psychological shock.

The space fifty meters underground was eerily quiet, with only the buzzing of the exhaust fan.

The air was filled with a strong smell of formaldehyde, mixed with a chilling, bloody odor.

Li Haotian walked along the corridor, his feet treading on the white tiles without making a sound.

He pushed open the heavy pneumatic sensor door, and the sight before him made him freeze in place.

This is a circular warehouse as big as two football fields, with a ceiling so high you can't see the top.

Thousands of transparent freezers are neatly arranged on metal shelves, emitting a faint blue light.

The freezer compartments were filled with a bright green nutrient solution, with countless tiny bubbles slowly rising inside.

And in each of the compartments, a woman floats.

Her eyes were closed, her long hair floated in the liquid like seaweed, and her skin was so white it was almost transparent.

Li Haotian knew that face all too well.

Lin Mo.

It was all Lin Mo.

Some of them looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, while others already showed the features of mature women.

On the left chest of each body, a string of bright red numbers was laser-engraved.

"BH-109", "BH-114", "BH-227"...

The numbers looked particularly glaring under the dim blue light, like cold product barcodes.

Li Haotian felt all the blood rush to his head, and the golden flames in his eyes overflowed uncontrollably, burning his eyes painfully.

His hand trembled as he pressed it against a cryogenic chamber labeled "BH-301".

The icy touch penetrated through his palm and went straight into the bones.

"Su Wan...did you see that?"

His voice was so hoarse it sounded inhuman; every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Su Wan fell silent on the other end of the line; only the rapid tapping of the keyboard and suppressed sobs could be heard.

"They...they're all copies?"

Li Haotian looked around. This was no laboratory; it was a deathly, desolate slaughterhouse.

The girl who once smiled in his arms and sacrificed her life for him is just a blueprint to be mass-produced here.

Did the Han family dig fifty meters underground just to raise these soulless chunks of flesh?

"Han Dehai, you old bastard."

Li Haotian suddenly swung his fist and slammed it into the metal pillar next to him, causing the entire row of freezer compartments to shake.

Inside the cryogenic chamber, the "Lin Mo" figures tilted slightly as the liquid swayed, as if they might open their eyes at any moment.

Just then, a loudspeaker in the center of the hall emitted a piercing crackling sound.

Han Dehai's aged and gloomy voice echoed in the warehouse, carrying a hint of cat-and-mouse scramble.

"Li Dazhu, or should I call you Li Haotian?"

"Are you satisfied with these artworks? Each of them has Lin Mo's genes, but they are more obedient than her."

Li Haotian looked up at the camera hidden in the shadows, his teeth grinding together.

"Where did you put her? Give me back the real Lin Mo!"

Han Dehai chuckled on the other end of the loudspeaker, his laughter carrying a chilling madness.

"Really? Everything here is real, and everything here is fake."

"As for the one you want... she's shining brightly in the core reactor."

"These mass-produced consumables are perfect for providing fuel for the 'Matrix,' aren't they?"

Hearing those cold words, Li Haotian felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, causing him to bend over in pain.

燃料。

He could feel the floor beneath his feet vibrating; it was the sound of some enormous machine extracting life energy.

He gripped the bronze dagger tightly again, and the dark patterns on the blade, infused with golden light, burst forth with unprecedented brilliance.

"Su Wan, cut off all power to this place, even if it costs you your life to smash into that firewall!"

Li Haotian gave a death order into his headset, and like a wounded lone wolf, charged toward the purple-glowing door deep in the hall.

He no longer concealed himself; golden waves of energy rippled through the ground as he ran, leaving two deep trenches.

What deliveryman? What bodyguard?

At this moment, all he wanted was to burn everything underground, including that old beast, to ashes.

The surrounding surveillance cameras all locked onto his location, and countless red infrared beams shone on his back.

At the end of the corridor, a row of shadows dressed in gray robes slowly emerged.

They held bronze-colored weapons identical to those in Li Haotian's hands.

"The cleaners enter."

Han Dehai's voice rang out one last time, then fell silent.

The moment the purple light exploded, Li Haotian leaped into the air.

He drew a dazzling golden arc in mid-air, letting out a deafening roar.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

The dagger struck the top of the first gray-robed man's head with a heavy blow, and golden flames instantly swept across the entire area along the blade.

He didn't intend to survive this battle.

But before he dies, all the filth in the earth must be buried with him.

That familiar yet heartbreaking frequency resonated once again deep within his soul.

Lin Mo was behind that purple light.

He could hear her crying.

Li Haotian burst through the last door, and the sight before him made his heart skip a beat.

At the top of that enormous, heart-beating core furnace.

Lin Mo was covered in countless tubes, staring blankly at him. Her lips twitched, but no sound came out.

Opposite her, Han Dehai sat upright in an ornate armchair, holding a glass of bright red wine.

"You're late, Mr. Li."

The old man took a sip of wine and pointed to the enormous core furnace.

"You've never seen a request like this in your entire life, have you?"

The moment Li Haotian landed, he stomped a huge crater in the metal plate beneath his feet.

He stared at the girl, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.

"I'm just a food delivery guy, I'll send you, you old devil, to hell!"

His figure moved like lightning, and amidst the purple tide of light, he unleashed the final massacre in the deepest part of the earth.

With a loud bang, the entire Han family mansion shook violently in the thunderstorm.

The truth could no longer be concealed at this moment.