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Li Haotian retrieved the bronze dagger.

He stared at the faint purple afterimage on his fingertip, his brows furrowing slightly.

The finger covered in purple veins was withdrawing from the shadows.

"Brother Dazhu, the heat source is expanding rapidly!"

Su Wan's scream shattered the silence in her earpiece.

"The temperature has jumped to 1200 degrees Celsius! Get out of the way!"

Li Haotian didn't move.

He gripped the purple cocoon on his back with one hand and ground his foot on the steel plate.

"boom!"

A ghostly blue flame suddenly shot out from the alloy doorway directly in front of him, which he had half-removed.

The flames shot out in an inverted triangle shape, drawing out all the oxygen in the surrounding area.

Li Haotian swayed slightly, leaving a trail of golden light as he retreated five meters away.

The blue flame struck the crystal dish on the lab bench, instantly melting it into a flowing, transparent liquid.

"Sizzle—"

Black smoke billowed from the anti-corrosion layer on the floor, and the air was filled with the stench of burning plastic.

A man carrying a huge metal gas tank slowly walked out of the rolling flames.

He was fully encased in black blast armor, and dark red sensors flickered on the visor of his helmet.

The man swayed his neck from side to side, holding a flamethrower in his hand.

"Li Dazhu?"

He spoke, his voice carrying a metallic, synthetic quality.

"I've looked at your profile; it says you're good at fire control."

The man with the flames raised his flamethrower, with lingering blue sparks still visible at the muzzle.

"But in the face of my special fuel, your little flames are no different from match heads."

He patted the gas tank behind him, which had a "high risk" sign on it, and it made a dull metallic sound.

"The mixture here can be heated to a temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius."

"Even aerospace-grade tungsten steel, I can turn it into a puddle of molten steel in just three seconds."

The man with the blazing flames extended a finger and pointed at the purple cocoon of light behind Li Haotian.

"Mr. Han said that this parent sample must be preserved, and you, just turn to ashes."

Li Haotian looked down at the corner of his sleeve that had been blackened by the tucking in, and spat out the half-smoked cigarette butt from his mouth.

He looked up at the man with the blazing flames, his eyes revealing a look of wanting to see a fool.

"Three thousand degrees?"

He lifted the light cocoon on his back and stretched his aching shoulders.

"Your bragging is way more powerful than your flamethrower."

Li Haotian stretched out a hand and beckoned to the man with the blazing flames.

"Come on, don't be stingy with fuel, spray it here."

The man with the blazing flames snorted coldly, spread his legs, and stabilized his stance.

"court death!"

He pulled the trigger of the flamethrower abruptly.

"call--!"

A blue fire dragon, three times thicker than before, roared out of the gun barrel.

The waves of fire crashed against the surrounding walls, instantly turning those sophisticated monitoring devices into piles of scrap metal.

The blue flames illuminated the entire core workshop, instantly evaporating the moisture in the air.

Li Haotian stood at the very center of the fire wave, his figure appearing somewhat blurred in the distorted air.

Su Wan was frantic on the other end of the headset.

"Brother Dazhu! Get out of the way! Your heart rate is dropping; that's the sensation of suspended animation caused by the extreme heat!"

"Hide? Why hide?"

Li Haotian's voice was steady, even carrying a hint of a smile.

Instead of dodging, he took a step forward and walked directly into the most intense blue center.

The man with the blazing flames stepped on the gas, and the gas tank roared wildly.

"Turn to ashes, you primitive creature!"

What happened next completely shattered the scientific worldview that the Flame Man had built up throughout his life.

Li Haotian stopped in the sea of ​​fire.

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging out strangely, like a bottomless black hole.

The previously frantically leaping blue flames seemed to have found their home, rushing into Li Haotian's mouth and nose.

The suffocating heat in the workshop was completely sucked out in just five seconds.

The last few wisps of blue flame flickered past Li Haotian's lips and vanished without a trace.

The air became deathly silent, with only the clanging sound of the red-hot steel plates cooling down.

The Flame Man's hand holding the flamethrower began to tremble violently, and his breathing inside the armor became heavy and disordered.

"You...you drank it?"

He practically screamed it out, his voice crackling with fear.

Li Haotian smacked his lips and patted his chest with his right hand.

"belch--"

He let out a loud burp.

A tiny wisp of blue smoke slipped from between his lips.

"The taste is so-so, similar to expired industrial alcohol, and it burns your throat a bit."

Li Haotian stared at the man in flames, the golden light deep in his eyes like two exploding stars.

"Now, it's my turn to offer you a cigarette."

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the Golden Crow True Blood within his body let out a thunderous roar.

"call!"

Li Haotian opened his mouth and spat it out.

A long, thin flame, only the thickness of a thumb but almost pure white in color, shot out of his mouth in an instant.

The flame was extremely fast, and wherever it passed, it burned a deep, bottomless groove into the alloy plate on the ground.

The man with the blazing flames had no chance to react.

"Sizzle!"

The golden-red flames grazed his flamethrower.

The gun barrel, originally made of high-strength heat-insulating material, melted instantly upon contact with the flame, like a block of wax in a furnace, turning into a pool of bright red molten iron that dripped down his feet.

"ah--!"

The man with the blazing flames screamed as the hot gun handle forced him to let go.

But Li Haotian's anger did not subside.

The spark lightly traced a line across the huge gas tank.

"Sizzle—"

It's like cutting a thin sheet of paper with a paper cutter.

The pressure inside the gas tank leaked instantly, and the mixed fuel inside underwent a violent chain reaction the moment it came into contact with air.

"Bang!"

A huge blue-gold mushroom cloud rose from the spot.

The blast wave sent the man flying, tumbling seven or eight times in mid-air before crashing heavily into the circulating cooling pool in the corner of the workshop.

"Splash!"

White smoke billowed.

The man with the blazing flames crawled out of the water with his bare buttocks exposed; his expensive bomb suit had long since been burned to charred remains.

His face was completely blackened, and his eyebrows and eyelashes were burned off.

He crouched trembling by the pool, clutching his private parts, his eyes filled with despair as he looked at Li Haotian.

Li Haotian walked over and looked at the naked guy in the water.

"You don't look like someone who does scientific research, yet you insist on playing with fire."

He twirled the bronze dagger in his palm and joked:

"Being a human lighter isn't for you. You should go back to your hometown and work as a boiler operator."

Before the man with the blazing flames could retort, the lights above his head suddenly flashed wildly.

In mid-air, a giant holographic projection composed of countless purple particles was projected down.

Han Dehai's phantom reappeared.

He still looked sickly, but there was a sinister smugness in his eyes.

"Li Haotian, so what if you won this round?"

Han Dehai pointed to the purple cocoon of light behind Li Haotian, a grotesque line appearing on his lips.

"Can you feel the pulsation within that cocoon of light?"

"That's Lin Mo's core consciousness being reshaped by the mother code."

Han Dehai's voice echoed in the hall, with overlapping reverberations.

"Right now, she's like a hard drive being formatted."

"If you try to save her now, or disrupt the magnetic field around here, her shattered brain will be instantly burned to mush."

He chuckled, his cane tapping in mid-air.

"Save her? You'll only end up sending her to her death."

Li Haotian stopped moving.

He could feel the irregular pulsations emanating from the cocoon of light behind him.

indeed.

A domineering and chaotic external signal was frantically drilling into the cocoon of light through the laboratory's underground antenna.

"Brother Dazhu, what he said is true!"

Su Wan's knocking became more rapid.

"The entire workshop floor is covered with sensors, which are forcibly synchronizing with Lin Mo's brainwaves."

"Unless there is a deactivation code with the highest authority, her core consciousness will collapse due to voltage instability once the power is cut off."

Su Wan's voice trembled with a hint of a sob.

"The code is on the encrypted SSD Han Dehai just left behind, it's in the box next to your feet!"

Li Haotian looked down at the small silver cube that had fallen into the ruins.

That was left behind by Han Dehai on purpose.

Han Dehai's phantom extended a hand, making an inviting gesture.

"Li Haotian, put down your weapon and place the cocoon of light into the central containment tank."

"I have the highest authority; I can save her life."

"If you cooperate, I can give you an unexpected official position. How about it?"

Han Dehai stared at Li Haotian, his eyes full of a sense of control.

In his view, no one with feelings has a choice at this moment.

Li Haotian bent down and picked up the solid-state drive that was emitting a faint purple light.

He weighed the cube in his hand; it was only the size of his palm, and its outer shell had a cold, metallic sheen.

"Is this what it is?"

Li Haotian asked a question.

Han Dehai nodded, his eyes filled with fervor.

"That's right! That's the only key to unlocking her consciousness!"

"Just type..."

His words were cut off before he could finish speaking.

Li Haotian's right hand suddenly clenched.

His two seemingly ordinary fingers now contained the immense power to crush steel.

"Crack—!"

A piercing cracking sound rang out.

That hard drive with the highest access privileges, which embodies all the hard work of the pioneers in making medicine.

Under Li Haotian's fingertips, it instantly crumbled into countless tiny powders.

A few wisps of blue smoke rose from the remaining electronic components, slowly slipping through his fingers.

"What...what did you do?!"

Han Dehai's holographic projection shook violently, his old face was distorted beyond recognition, and his whole body became blurred with anger.

"You killed her! You killed Lin Mo with your own hands!"

He roared wildly at Li Haotian, even trying to leap out of the holographic screen to strangle him.

Li Haotian patted the crumbs off his palm, his eyes showing not a trace of panic.

He turned around and gently tapped the purple cocoon of light on his back with the back of his hand.

"Han Dehai, you underestimate me."

Li Haotian looked up, stared directly at the angry holographic projection, and sneered.

"In my hometown, people never read the instruction manual when something breaks."

"Instruction manuals are for idiots like you."

His palm rested on the cocoon of light, and a pure, warm golden sensation slowly seeped into it.

The originally chaotic pulsation of the light cocoon strangely quieted down the moment it came into contact with this golden energy.

"I can fix her even without reading the manual."

After Li Haotian finished speaking, he slammed his fist into the alloy floor.

"Su Wan, cut off the power!"

"Fix all power!"

Amidst resentful curses, Han Dehai's lingering image vanished completely into the darkness as the last vestige of electricity in the factory disappeared.

The entire underground laboratory fell into a deathly silence.

Only the purple cocoon on Li Haotian's back emitted a faint but steady light in the darkness.

That is the rhythm of life.

Li Haotian stood there, his chest heaving.

he knows.

The real trouble.

We've only just crawled out of this darkness.

He reached into his pocket, but instead of finding a cigarette, he touched another cold, purple bead.

That was the one we got from Han Dehai's bedroom.

bead.

at this point.

It emitted a kind of unsettling buzzing sound.

He turned his head away.

I looked at the huge structure at the other end of the workshop.

It has never been opened.

A pitch-black gate.

Behind that door.

There was an aura heavier than death itself.

It is quietly awakening.

His lips curled into a smirk.

"Okay, next order, who's signing for it?"