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

"It is also the first embodiment of the judgment rules from 30,000 years ago left on Earth."

Qin San pressed the earpiece and lowered his voice: "The perimeter security chips are activated at full power. At least forty people are approaching."

Zhou Ran did not turn around.

"Don't move yet."

Qin San raised his eyelids.

"What if they move?"

"Then let's demolish it."

Qin San nodded and retreated into the shadows at the entrance of the hall, becoming as silent as a stone.

The two demon dukes dispersed, and Xuan Ying entered the left corridor, his figure swallowed by darkness. Gu Li stood on the right, stretching his shoulders, the fabric of his high-end custom-made suit making a slight creaking sound.

Herman only looked at Zhou Ran, completely ignoring the commotion around him.

His only prey was Zhou Ran.

"Sample 1 does not have a complete consciousness; it only has the instinct to judge."

"It reads the cause and effect, pollution, bloodline and source of power of everyone here."

"Mr. Zhou Ran, you possess the sinful blood of the Moon Emperor, the authority of the Heavenly Corpse, the military seal of the Demon Emperor, the new laws of the Underworld, and a door that should never have existed in the first place."

He smiled as he said this.

"How do you think it will judge you?"

Zhou Ran looked at him.

"That depends on whether it has a brain."

Hermann's smile froze on his face.

Inside the cryogenic chamber, the black and gold slits of the eyes began to twitch slightly.

The next moment, it opened its eyes.

There were no whites in the eyes, no pupils, only a pure blackness that could devour all light.

Chen Ya's phone screen lit up by itself, even though she hadn't touched it. Lines of documents kept scrolling across the screen.

[Identity verification complete for the Imperial Prince's backup plan.]

[Attempting to integrate the legacy interface...]

Ms. Chen Ya was detected.

[Key detected.]

All the cold lights in the hall began to flicker irregularly.

Inside the cryogenic chamber, Sample No. 1 slowly raised a small hand, its five fingers touching the transparent chamber wall.

It had no face, yet it made a sound.

It was Chen Ya's voice.

"Zhou Ran".

Chen Ya stopped flipping through the documents.

The voice rang out again, with a commanding tone.

"Give me the box."

Xiao Rou's back muscles tightened, and she was on high alert.

"It's imitating Sister Chen Ya!"

Lin Qingxue's voice came from the black pattern on Zhou Ran's sleeve, mixed with suppressed breathing, clearly indicating that she was under considerable pressure.

"This goes beyond mere imitation; it's accessing Chen Ya's permission chain! Zhou Ran, don't kill it!"

Zhou Ran's gaze darkened.

Lin Qingxue's urgent voice rang out: "It's neither a complete life form nor a mere corpse! It's bound to the 'Kill' character on the Emperor's Bone. If you kill it with murderous intent, the rules of the Emperor's Bone will immediately backfire! It will mark you as a disciple of an ancient god!"

Xu Youwei stared at sample number one and said, word by word:

"It's deliberately trying to force him to draw his knife."

A look of surprise flashed across Hermann's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

He glanced admiringly at the two women beside Zhou Ran, but his attention eventually returned to Zhou Ran.

"Mr. Zhou Ran, the opportunity is right in front of you."

"If you don't kill it, it will continue to awaken."

"Killing it might come at a price."

"We have to choose one."

Zhou Ran stood up.

Hermann's fingers tightened slightly, unseen by anyone.

This is the moment he's been waiting for.

This young man fought his way to White Tower Island, his blade having drunk the remnants of the Moon Emperor's decree, slashed through the shadowy hands of the Heavenly Corpse, and cleaved open the Gate of Holy Radiance and Flesh. His style of doing things was to kill.

Once this strike lands, the Emperor's Bone Rules will complete their judgment.

At that time, Zhou Ran, who carries multiple sources of pollution, will become the first target for cleaning Sample No. 1.

Hermann had even come up with a brand for the celebratory liquor.

Once Zhou Ran is locked down, Chen Ya will lose her biggest support, and the authority over the White Tower will return to the council. The so-called Qinghui Trust is nothing but a farce that won't last until tonight.

Zhou Ran raised his right hand.

The illusory image of the White Bone Pen condensed at the fingertips.

Hermann's barely suppressed smile finally broke out.

He thought Zhou Ran was about to write something, but he was about to kill the sample.

The next second, Zhou Ran's pen wrote five words in the air.

[Without trial, no killing is permitted.]

The black and gold characters fell, like a branding iron nailed into the void.

The imperial bone patterns on the outer wall of the cryogenic chamber shone brightly, emitting a sharp buzzing sound as they rubbed against each other in a regular pattern.

Inside the evidence box, the three ancient characters "wait, trial, kill" vibrated simultaneously.

The third "kill" character had just lit up when it was as if an invisible hand was pressing it down, forcibly suppressing the light back after the second "trial" character.

and so on.

审。

kill.

The order remains the same, but the word "kill" has lost its priority.

Hermann's composure shattered like glass struck by a heavy hammer.

"you……"

He stared intently at those five words, forcing out dry syllables from his throat.

"You...changed the rules for the Imperial Son?"

Zhou Ran took back the White Bone Pen.

"no."

"I just added a step to the process."

He looked at Hermann.

"Isn't your White Pagoda the most procedurally minded?"

"Why do you want to skip the trial and go straight to the death penalty when it's your turn?"

Herman's face turned very ugly.

The legal director behind him glanced subconsciously at the tablet in his hand.

A system notification appeared in red on the screen.

The cleaning operation has been suspended.

[New prerequisite: Completion of evidence review.]

[Condition source: External rules intervene.]

The general counsel's lips began to tremble.

"Chairman..."

"The system...it has acknowledged it."

Hermann ignored him.

Inside the cryo-chamber, the black eye on Sample One's chest slowly rotated, moving back and forth between Zhou Ran and Chen Ya, seemingly unable to comprehend the situation.

Zhou Ran raised his hand.

"Youwei".

Xu Youwei did not hesitate for a moment.

She ripped off the bandage on her right hand.

The broken hairpin remained firmly embedded in his palm, and the black and gold runes on the hairpin lit up.

She didn't pull out the broken hairpin, but only loosened the restraint slightly.

Silver eyes, open.

A silver light swept across the circular platform beneath the cryogenic chamber.

Seventeen hidden pipelines, three backup escape routes, and four neural control nodes were all exposed to her.

"There is an escape tube behind the left wall."

Xu Youwei gritted her teeth, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

"The sample and the ninth underground floor are connected by an umbilical cord."

"It's trying to use the refrigerant to retreat!"

"Xiao Rou".

Before Zhou Ran could finish speaking, Xiao Rou had already opened the testing box.

A dozen tiny, dust-like insects flapped their wings and flew out, heading straight into the cryogenic fluid pipeline.

She stared at the silver liquid flowing inside the tube and began to count down.

"three."

"two."

"one."

She raised her finger and gently pinched it.

All the pipes below the freezer bulged simultaneously, followed by a series of muffled sounds as metal valves were forcibly shut off.

The worms bit through the nerve valves inside each of the pipelines.

The refrigerant circulation stopped, and the hydraulic door of the escape route also locked at the same time.

The black eye on Sample One's chest shrank to a point, and its little hand pressed against the bulkhead, actually pressing five cracks into the transparent alloy!

Hermann's face darkened, and he said coldly, "You can't contain it!"

"The outer perimeter is taken care of."

Qin San's voice rang in Zhou Ran's earphones.

The next second, he emerged from the shadows of the entrance, holding a chip that shimmered with blue light in his hand.

"The security team outside didn't come in."

He casually tossed the chip on the ground and stomped on it until it was crushed.

"The control programs on them are gone too."

Herman turned and stared at Qin San.

"What did you do?"

Qin San's tone was flat, as if he were presenting a report.

"Unplug the remote control from their brains."

Outside the hall, several muffled thuds and retching sounds could be heard.

Those security personnel controlled by chips are waking up from a long nightmare.