Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

East City Base, Main Building Office.

Tang Long stood by the window, looking down at the bustling square below.

Trucks loaded with survivors drove into the base, the doors opened, and all sorts of people were helped out.

There were elderly people with white hair, young mothers holding babies, and teenagers with childlike faces.

Cries, laughter, and shouts intertwined to form a noisy and scalding wave.

Some people knelt on the ground and kissed the earth, some hugged the rescue team members and wailed, and some just stood there blankly, looking up, letting the sunlight cover their tear-streaked faces.

Tang Long watched all this with a dark look in his eyes.

There was a knock on the door behind me.

"Enter."

Zhao Fan pushed open the door and entered, holding a thick report in his hand.

"Team Leader Tang, the preliminary statistics are in! The situation is even better than expected."

He turned to the first page, his voice filled with excitement:

"In just one day, we have rescued more than 2,000 people. Combined with the original survivors, the base's population has exceeded 5,000."

Tang Long turned around, took the report, and glanced at it: "Any troublemakers?"

"have."

Zhao Fan's face darkened: "There's a small group in the West District called the Black Tiger Gang, about twenty people, and they have a few homemade guns."

"When the rescue team arrived, they not only refused to hand over their weapons, but also tried to seize our vehicles and supplies, shouting that they wanted to negotiate with us and demand autonomy."

"autonomy?"

Tang Long smirked and threw the report on the table.

"On my turf, there is only obedience, no negotiation."

"Notify Wang Hu to take a team over there."

"Bring the person back?" Zhao Fan asked tentatively.

"No." Tang Long straightened his collar, his tone as indifferent as if he were asking what to eat for dinner: "Public trial on the spot, those with serious offenses will be executed by firing squad, and the rest will be thrown into labor camps to mine."

"Yes!" Zhao Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up and saluted.

He turned to leave, but Tang Long called him back.

"etc."

Zhao Fan turned around.

Tang Long's tone softened slightly: "Has that little girl woken up?"

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, then realized who he was referring to.

"Not yet. Dr. Su has been staying in the intensive care unit."

Tang Long frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Okay. You can go ahead and get back to work."

"Yes."

......

Police-run community hospital, special care ward.

Xiaoyu lay quietly on the hospital bed.

Her face was small, with a pointed chin and long eyelashes that resembled two small, closed fans. Her skin was so pale it was almost translucent, and you could see the tiny bluish veins near her temples.

At the center of her brow, a crystal the size of a fingernail was shimmering slightly with her breath.

Su Yan sat by the hospital bed, staring blankly at the girl.

"Still not awake?" Tang Long pushed open the door and entered.

Su Yan shook her head: "My bodily functions have recovered. My heart rate, blood pressure, brain waves... all indicators are normal."

"But she doesn't want to wake up."

"Her consciousness is still trapped in that nightmare. She can't distinguish between reality and illusion, or rather... she can't believe the nightmare is really over."

Tang Long looked at the girl's innocent face and fell silent.

Su Yan had already told him everything he had seen in the little girl's world of consciousness.

To be honest, if he didn't know Su Yan's character, he would have thought she was lying to him.

A crystal that appeared before the apocalypse? A superpowered individual?

Secret human experiments!

even...

Even the end of the world might have been known to some people in advance.

"Any progress with Chen Ming?" Tang Long asked. "Can the crystal be removed?"

"No." Su Yan shook her head, her face looking tired.

He said the crystal was deeply connected to her nerve fibers, including her brainstem, and that forcibly removing it would cause a chain reaction of organ failure throughout her body.

"Can we only wait for her to wake up on her own?" Tang Long frowned.

"Now it seems that's the case."

Tang Long did not ask any further questions.

He looked at the crystal between the girl's eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

Just then.

zizi~

Suddenly, static crackled to life on the walkie-talkie on Tang Long's chest.

"Captain Tang! Is Captain Tang here?" Chen Ming's voice came through, sounding very excited.

Tang Long picked up the walkie-talkie: "I'm here! What's up?"

"Important! Please come to the lab immediately."

Tang Long and Su Yan exchanged a glance, then immediately turned and left.

……

Police research laboratory.

Tang Long pushed open the door and entered, immediately seeing that Wang Hu, Luo Yongchao, Liu Qiang and others had arrived.

They were staring at each other, wide-eyed, in front of a bulletproof glass cabinet.

"What's wrong? Why did you call me so urgently..." Tang Long stopped mid-sentence, suddenly stunned.

Inside the cabinet, a test tube floats in the air.

The liquid inside had an eerie pale gold color, but within it was wrapped a blood-red thread that seemed to be swimming like a living creature.

"What...what is this?"

Chen Ming turned to look at Tang Long, still holding a stack of data sheets in his hand, his face full of excitement.

"Captain Tang! I've got it! The perfect potential potion!"

Tang Long's eyes lit up slightly as he asked in surprise, "Are you sure? It's not one of those disposable, semi-finished products?"

"Absolutely not!"

Chen Ming nodded and said solemnly, "We've been going down the wrong path before! We've been focusing on how to balance the energy ratio of the Destruction Crystal and the Life Crystal, but that's not the point at all!"

He grabbed a glass full of water, shook it violently, and spilled water all over the floor.

"Look, the human body is like this cup, and energy is like water. No matter how we adjust it, if there's too much energy, the cup will wobble, the water will spill, and the cup might even explode!"

"What are you trying to say?" Tang Long was a little confused.

"The real problem is that it's missing a lid," Chen Ming said, pointing to the test tube. "When I injected Captain Tang with the psychotropic drug, it gave me an idea. Mental strength! Willpower! That's the lid that controls physical energy!"

"In this potion, I added a mental potion extracted from the Queen's clone crystal and reconstituted it."

"Physical enhancement + mental lock-in, this is the perfect evolution!"

"Is that similar to the Western concept of the union of body and soul?" Luo Yongchao stroked his chin.

"No!" Zhang Wennian retorted, "It's closer to the Taoist concept of the 'three elements' of 'essence, energy, and spirit' returning to their proper places. The body is the furnace, the spirit is the fire, and the refinement of energy forms the inner elixir..."

"Who cares what they say!"

Wang Hu took a sudden step forward, his eyes fixed on the medicine.

"Captain Tang, let me try!"

Last time, when facing the Queen, watching Tang Long and Su Yan fight desperately in front of him while he could only cheer from behind, that feeling was worse than death.

Tang Long looked at him.

A few seconds later.

"no."

Wang Hu panicked: "Captain Tang!"

"Theory is just theory. What if it fails?" Tang Long's voice remained indifferent.

To prevent Wang Hu from injecting the medication indiscriminately again, just like last time.

The Whip of Order suddenly shot out, its black vines leaving a trail of afterimages in the air before precisely catching the test tubes in the glass case and retracting them into its palm.

Wang Hu secretly sighed in regret, his face still showing some resentment.

"But……"

"No buts." Tang Long's gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Chen Ming: "What are the success rate and lethality rate of this potion?"

Chen Ming scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed: "Currently, the theoretical model has a success rate of about 78%, but its practical application to the human body..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood.

Tang Long took a deep breath and looked away.

"Start the clinical trial process now."

"First, recruit former police officers from the garrison who have retired due to injuries but are in stable physical condition. They have combat experience, high loyalty to the base, and are most aware of the price of becoming stronger."

"Secondly, we will openly recruit volunteers throughout the entire base! Priority will be given to those who volunteer voluntarily and do not have serious illnesses..."

He paused.

"This is our first step toward the extraordinary."

"I want it to walk steadily."

"Instead of walking fast."