After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

In the projection, Marcus looked up, his pale face expressionless under the cold light of the core module.

"The Moon Emperor lied to me too."

As soon as he finished speaking, only the low hum of the instruments could be heard on the seventh floor.

Looking at the projection, Fatty Wang couldn't help but curse, "You guys who do experiments, how come you can talk about being scammed like you're publishing a paper?"

The projector ignored him, and the recording in the chip began to play on its own.

The scene then shifts to a sterile laboratory eleven years ago.

Marcus stood before the corpse of a person with a special physique, holding a gray chip in his hand.

At the far end of the laboratory, silver mist coalesced into the blurry outline of a woman—the lingering remnant of the Moon Emperor.

Her voice passed through the recording, flat and without any of the fluctuations of a living being.

"You want humanity to transcend death."

Marcus took off his gloves, his bloodshot eyes revealing exhaustion, but also a burning obsession.

"I want to free humanity from its fate."

The Moon Emperor chuckled wistfully.

"Fate cannot be escaped, only rewritten."

In the next scene, Marcus is kneeling on the ground, with an extremely detailed blueprint floating in front of him.

Vitality Nails, Rebirth Array, Special Constitution Containment Network, Medical Public Opinion System.

The Moon Emperor's promise was clear: Holy Radiance would lay life-giving nails for her in the human world, collect individuals with special physical attributes, and gain full control over hospitals, pharmaceutical companies, insurance companies, and emergency medical systems.

When the old gods return, Marcus will become the first "God of Medicine" in the New Territories.

When Fatty Wang heard this, his face scrunched up.

"The god of medicine? Isn't that just like the King of Hell running a chain of hospitals?"

Qin San said coldly, "It's still an unlicensed clinic."

Zhou Ran didn't laugh. The maternal and child hospital's return-to-birth array, the Santa Maria's living energy capsule, and Zhao Shijiang's door opener modification.

And those gray lines beneath Jiangcheng flashed through my mind, scene after scene.

Saint Radiance's scheme began eleven years ago; it has always been the Moon Emperor's pawn in the mortal realm.

The projection continued, and the scene shifted to three years ago.

Marcus sat in a deeper underground laboratory, a pile of failed samples laid out before him, all pierced by gray lines. None of them became new gods; they had only become fodder for the celestial corpses.

For the first time, Marcus looked up and questioned the remnant of the Moon Emperor: "You never intended for me to take power."

Silver Shadow did not deny it: "A pipe doesn't need a throne."

Marcus remained silent for a long time, then laughed softly: "I see."

The image paused, and Marcus in the projection turned around, his eyes piercing through the image and staring directly at Zhou Ran.

"Zhou Ran, if you've read this far, it means that Sheng Hui has lost so badly that they need to use a piece of trash like Zhao Shijiang as a scapegoat."

This also indicates that the Moon Emperor's scheme is nearing its end.

"I don't ask you to believe me, I'm just leaving the account."

A massive file tree emerges from within the chip: Sheng Hui Global Fund Chain, coordinates of underground laboratories, trading list of individuals with special physical conditions, political and business protection umbrella, and implantation points in the medical system.

There is also a file with the highest level of authority: the White Tower.

Eileen's face turned pale instantly.

She broke free from the demon soldier's grip, her nails digging fiercely into her palms, blood flowing down her wristwatch into a hidden button.

"Kill all those who know the truth."

Her voice was very low.

But at the same time, a new alarm sounded throughout the ship.

Inside the third-level superhuman protection cabin, seventeen red lights lit up.

The team that was awakened was an overseas superpowered squad. Unlike ordinary guards, they all had virtual dimension chips implanted in their bodies.

The order was simple: destroy the data, slaughter the patients, and cut off the live stream.

"These bastards are getting desperate!"

Fatty Wang swung his staff and charged out.

Zhou Ran gave Qin San the following order:

"Protect the chip."

Qin San nodded, and his sword was already drawn.

He stood in front of the core host, his voice devoid of emotion: "Those who cross the line, have their legs broken."

Xiao Rou squatted down, flicked her finger, and the Gu worms surged out along the pipes. "I'm sealing off the research area."

Zhou Ran looked up and saw that Eileen had disappeared at the end of the core module.

There is a hidden passage at the stern that leads to a miniature submarine.

She still wanted to leave.

Zhou Ran took a step forward, and the floor of the core compartment cracked beneath his feet. The next instant, he appeared on the stern deck.

The sea breeze is refreshing.

Eileen stood in front of the submarine entrance, followed by four superhumans.

She regained her elegant posture, but the bulging veins on the back of her hand gripping the submarine's handrail betrayed her nervousness.

"Mr. Zhou, you can't kill me."

Zhou Ran asked, "On what grounds?"

Eileen raised her hand, and all the live streaming screens on the outside of the ship lit up again, and she regained half of the global live streaming channels.

The edited footage is playing in the video:

Demon soldiers broke down the door, researchers fell to the ground, patients screamed, and Zhao Shijiang's flesh and blood door collapsed.

All evidence was cut out, leaving only the footage of Zhou Ran leading the demon army to slaughter the ship.

Eileen looked at the camera, her eyes quickly filling with tears.

"The whole world has seen it. Jiang Cheng's Zhou Ran led non-human armed forces to attack an international medical ship."

"If I die, Sheng Hui will label you a butcher across all its channels worldwide."

Wang Pangzi's voice came through the communicator: "Brother, this woman is wasting her talent by not acting."

Zhou Ran looked at Eileen:

"Are you done talking?"

When Eileen met his expressionless eyes, she felt a chill run down her spine for no apparent reason.

The next second, the live stream froze.

Chen Ya's voice came through the global channel, her enunciation clear and devoid of any emotion.

"This is the Jiangcheng Temporary Joint Investigation Team. The following is the original footage from the Shenghui Asia Central Control Center."

Scene transitions: patient chip implantation records, special constitution children's custody numbers, Zhao family's vengeful spirits' account, Zhao Shijiang's backend data bound to vital signs, the complete video of Marcus and the Moon Emperor's first transaction, and finally, Eileen's original voiceprint ordering "kill all those in the know".

Every frame has a timestamp, and every copy has a third-party backup.

Chen Ya continued, "Evidence of Sheng Hui's fake live broadcasts, kidnapping of patients, manipulation of the medical system, and illegal human experiments has been simultaneously pushed to official sources, the international dark web, and thirty-seven independent security nodes."

"Ms. Eileen, every word you say now will be automatically archived as testimony."

Fatty Wang hissed over the phone: "President Chen's knife didn't draw blood, but it really went deep."

Eileen stared at the screen, her mask of compassion finally crumbling.

Zhou Ran walked towards her.

The four superpowered individuals attacked simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of fire, gravity, telekinesis, and poisonous mist, all pressing down on Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran did not draw his sword, but simply raised his hand and pressed down.

The oppressive aura of a fully formed Nascent Soul cultivator spread out.

A cloud of blood erupted from the chests of the four ability users, shattering the Void Realm chips within them. They knelt on the deck, foreheads pressed to the ground, unable to even utter a scream.

Zhou Ran stopped in front of Eileen: "Where is the White Tower?"

Eileen took a half step back and bumped into the submarine's hatch.

She didn't dare go in.

Zhou Ran reached out and grabbed her shoulder. A faint cracking sound came from her shoulder bone, and pain shot through her.

Eileen gritted her teeth, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.

"If you kill me, the White Tower will automatically activate the final protocol."

Zhou Ran said, "Then don't die."

He pressed her down and led her in front of the live stream camera.