Both time-traveled characters ended up as villainous henchmen.

Chapter 120 Confidential Laboratory

"What bad luck! They made me take you there."

The obese officer looked at He Nian with displeasure, his murderous aura surging slightly, while his soul power surged, locking onto He Nian firmly.

"Stay close to me and don't wander off, or the soul-guided guns in the military camp won't look out for you."

After saying that, he turned his head away, and the killing intent that had been enveloping He Nian quickly dissipated.

He Nian nodded in agreement and silently followed the obese officer.

He did not immediately show any abnormality. After all, he was in a military camp, and as a twelve-year-old level seven soul warrior, he could not cause any trouble at all.

To break the deadlock, we must wait for the right opportunity.

Although he didn't understand the reason why the obese officer wanted to kill him, it didn't stop him from starting to think about his own way out.

Moreover, the obese officer's reaction to him was somewhat strange.

It didn't seem like they were valuing an excellent Soul Master, but rather like they were protecting an important, fragile item.

Furthermore, the look of disgust on the obese officer's face revealed that the one who truly needed He Nian was someone else.

This made He Nian even more puzzled.

He couldn't understand how he, an ordinary student at the Soul Master Academy, had gotten himself into such a troublesome matter.

Just because he exceeded the deadline?

He Nian followed behind the obese officer without saying a word, his mind rapidly searching for relevant information about the Beiru military camp.

The officers in the Beiru military camp were all at least level 20 or higher Great Soul Masters, and the fat officer leading the way for He Nian was definitely not an ordinary officer.

Conservatively estimated, his cultivation level is above level 30.

Whether he confronts her head-on or tries to escape, He Nian has no chance of winning.

Moreover, he had absolutely no idea about the terrain and troop deployment of the military camp here.

Running around will only hasten your death.

Suddenly, He Nian realized that he seemed to be in a desperate situation.

Suppressing the panic rising in her heart, He Nian gently exhaled, calmed herself down, and secretly observed the situation around her.

First, based on his personal experiences from childhood and the information he received from his deceased father.

The Beirut military camp is not a monolithic entity; it is filled with various different factions.

These factions engage in open and covert struggles, either for profit or because of long-standing grudges.

He Nian guessed that the obese officer in front of him should be a member of a faction in the huge Beiru military camp.

If he can successfully create some chaos and let the others in the camp know that something is wrong here, then he will have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

But then another problem arises: how does he create chaos?

Looking at the lax manner of the patrolling soldiers around him, and the increasingly irritable and impatient fat officer under the sunlight.

He Nian gradually formed a general idea in her mind.

Although the obese officer looked impatient, he did not neglect to keep an eye on He Nian.

He Nian could sense that he was being locked onto by the obese officer's soul power.

The obese officer in front of him would immediately react to any unusual movement he made.

He had almost no chance to act.

Just then, the obese officer finally led He Nian to a new military camp building.

The soldiers on duty here are significantly stronger in spirit and soul power than the ordinary soldiers He Nian saw on the road.

Clearly, He Nian had arrived at a secret location within the military camp.

This made him even more convinced that he was being watched, since a typical household registration information management office wouldn't need such strong security.

Once here, He Nian was no longer so flustered.

Since he is useful to an important figure in the military camp, his life will not be in danger in the short term.

He will have more opportunities to think of solutions.

The obese officer arrived at the location and, without further ado, handed He Nian over to two soldiers before quickly leaving the building.

It seems like they are deliberately avoiding something.

This action also made He Nian's heart sink slightly.

Afterwards, He Nian was led into the interior of this secret building by two soldiers, without any explanation or clarification.

The two soldiers didn't even have time to say a word to He Nian. With cold faces, they led He Nian into the building and headed straight for an underground passage.

As soon as He Nian approached the underground passage, he felt a chill that went straight to his soul.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his steps became unsteady; this was his biological instinct giving him a final warning.

But he had no way out.

Upon entering the underground passage, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, and even the two soldiers next to He Nian showed unusual expressions.

Soon, two soldiers led He Nian to a laboratory brightly lit by soul-guided lights.

There was only one woman in the laboratory with her back to them, and she had long, dark purple hair that reached her waist.

Upon hearing footsteps behind her, the woman turned around, revealing a charming and alluring face.

Beneath the researcher's oversized white lab coat was an exaggerated figure outlined by her military uniform, which, combined with her alluring face, gave her an aura of intense seduction.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the purple-haired woman smiled slightly, then swayed her body and walked towards He Nian and two soldiers at the door.

The two soldiers swallowed hard, their bodies trembling with each step the purple-haired woman took.

Only when the woman was completely close did the two soldiers push He Nian out, quickly give a military salute, and then leave the laboratory.

"Oh dear, they've run away."

Seeing this, the purple-haired woman's smile deepened. She then leaned down and approached He Nian, saying softly, "Little brother, you saw it too. They are all very afraid of me. Why don't you run with them?"

Was he scared out of his wits?

He Nian didn't speak, but looked at her calmly: "What do I have that you need?"

"Smart! You really are different."

The purple-haired woman straightened up, tucked her long hair behind her ear, and her smile deepened.

"I originally just wanted to see who it was, but I accidentally broke through the limitations of my potion. Now it seems that I have also picked up a little genius that I overlooked."

Drugs, restrictions?

In an instant, He Nian thought of the huge cultivation bottleneck that stood between the sixth and seventh levels.

Could this person have done it? But why?

However, before He Nian could continue to ponder, the purple-haired woman made her move.

She smiled slightly, and five constantly pulsating soul rings appeared on her body—yellowish-purple-purple-purple—a five-ring Soul King!

In his hand appeared a long, purplish-black flute that exuded a chilling aura.

The next instant, the third purple soul ring lit up, followed by a mournful cry that sounded like the shriek of a vengeful ghost, striking He Nian's soul directly.

In an instant, He Nian's mind went blank, and her body fell backward uncontrollably.

"If you can pull through, when you wake up, I will give you a chance to change your fate."

Before losing consciousness completely, He Nian heard the words from the purple-haired woman.

Then, his consciousness instantly dissipated, and a thick black fog appeared before his eyes.