Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 118 Secret Laboratory, Human Experimentation

For the next two days, Han Chuan You accompanied Mei Yue to visit tourist attractions during the day, and at night he transformed into the Grim Reaper, unleashing heavy blows on those scum soldiers.

Han Chuanyou noticed that there were many more US military police patrolling various parts of Ryukyu in the past two days, with people responsible for patrolling in various places, as if they would not give up until they found him.

However, these conventional methods were useless against him. Earth Escape Technique, Immortal Boat, and Divine Sense Warning were all loopholes in his defenses.

Night fell once again.

"Hey girl, wanna come to a hotel and have some fun?"

In the alley, a drunken soldier stopped a female tourist by the roadside and tried to drag her into his car.

Before the words were finished, a dark figure appeared from the alley entrance.

With a single slash, the blade sliced ​​across the soldier's neck.

The soldier didn't even have time to see the person's face clearly before he fell straight down.

"Death——Death!"

The female tourist covered her mouth and gasped in surprise.

Han Chuanyou did not linger; he sheathed his sword and disappeared into the night.

Five mid-grade spirit stones have arrived in my account again.

He couldn't help but purse his lips.

These thugs are still everywhere; it seems my deterrent power is still insufficient.

Camp Courtney, the location of the headquarters.

The atmosphere in the war room was somber.

"Three times! A full three times!"

Thomas slammed the report in his hand onto the table.

"Death has touched us three times right under our noses, and you still managed to let him escape?"

The military police captain lowered his head and explained, "Reporting to the general, Death is too elusive. Every time we receive a message and rush to the scene, he has already vanished without a trace, as if he knew our deployment route in advance."

"Known in advance?" A cold glint flashed in Thomas's eyes. "You mean, there's a mole within our ranks?"

"That possibility cannot be ruled out."

Matthew, who was standing nearby, took over the conversation with a serious expression.

"The Metropolitan Police Department had previously deduced that the Grim Reaper was likely backed by an organization, possibly even connected to the Super Soldier program next door. Their actions in Okinawa this time seem far too small-scale; perhaps it's just a smokescreen. Their real purpose is likely to confuse us and cover up a larger scheme."

Thomas paused for a moment, tapping his finger on the table, then suddenly asked, "What about the lab?"

"We have increased the number of troops to guard the area strictly, with 24-hour shifts, and all personnel entering must undergo double verification."

Thomas nodded: "The secrets there must not be revealed in the slightest. As for Death—continue the search."

"yes!"

Just as these people were speculating about the Grim Reaper's true purpose, Han Chuanyou's figure gradually appeared outside a somewhat hidden concrete building, which looked like a bunker.

There were many soldiers deployed around the building, which seemed to be a very important place, and he was not prepared to provoke it for the time being.

However, just as Han Chuan You was about to finish work and go home, the subtitles in front of him suddenly changed.

You have discovered a horrific den where people are being subjected to inhumane human experiments. As a disciple of a righteous sect, what is your choice?

A den of demons? Isn't that a treasure trove?

On the other hand, he immediately abandoned the idea of ​​leaving, his body sinking down and disappearing into the depths of the ground.

Layers of concrete are useless against the earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that can be used to escape from the

Inside the underground laboratory, rows of stainless steel workbenches are neatly arranged, with microscopes, centrifuges, gene sequencers, and other sophisticated equipment whose names I don't know.

Several researchers in white coats were busy at work, their heads down, while various charts and gene sequence maps were posted on the wall.

At the end of the laboratory are rows of enclosed cubicles.

The cubicles are made of bulletproof glass and steel plates, about two meters long, one and a half meters wide, and only high enough for an adult to stand up. Each cubicle has a palm-sized observation window on the door, through which the person inside can be seen.

A researcher, holding a notebook, stopped in front of a door, observed for a moment through the observation window, and then calmly wrote something down in his notebook.

These people didn't seem like humans to him; they were more like lab rats.

This laboratory was the research institute for the American DNA bomb, codenamed "Code Red".

The goal of the project is to develop a targeted biological weapon based on population genetic markers.

This unconventional weapon does not rely on explosives or chemical agents, but instead silently triggers a deadly immune response or organ failure by recognizing haplogroups and specific gene fragments in the DNA of a particular population.

Because of its proximity to East Asia, the Ryukyu Islands have a rich source of samples.

The institute uses fabricated high-paying jobs and humanitarian aid as a pretext to lure or kidnap refugees and stateless persons from East Asia, Southeast Asia, and South Asia, and uses them for human experiments.

It's easy to guess who it's targeting.

Once this research is completed, America will truly possess the ability to wipe out a race without bloodshed.

No aircraft carriers or missiles are needed; simply dropping a few DNA bombs on a target area can cause the entire population of an area to die mysteriously within months.

At that moment, Han Chuanyou silently slipped in.

As soon as he entered, his attention was drawn to the people being held in the cell.

The scene before him instantly brought the words "human experimentation" to Han Chuanyou's mind.

No wonder it's called the Demon Cave.

Through the observation window, it was clear that the subjects were in very poor mental condition and had suffered greatly.

The United States and an island nation are truly birds of a feather.

After the island nation's defeat in the war, some war criminals who should have been executed for their experiments escaped trial because they provided the United States with so-called data related to human experimentation.

Now, unexpectedly, they've still ended up together.

Han Chuanyou's murderous intent arose instantly.

He appeared in the laboratory, startling a researcher at the lab bench.

"Who—who are you?!"

"You deserve to die! Go down there and ask us."

Han Chuanyou plunged a knife deep into his chest, the blade piercing through his back and spraying a mouthful of hot blood onto the lab table and another researcher beside him.

"Ahhh!!"

Screams erupted, and the rest of the people in the laboratory, witnessing this scene, instantly panicked and scattered in all directions.

Several researchers ran towards the exit.

Han Chuanyou raised a finger, and a spiritual energy bullet shot out from his hand, piercing the back of several people's heads, with red and white liquid splashing out.

"Run! You'd better run fast, or I'll kill anyone who falls behind!"

Han Chuan You approached them step by step, sword in hand.

Seeing this, the others dared not rush towards the door anymore, and ran towards the depths of the laboratory, hoping to delay until the soldiers came to their aid.

Han Chuanyou followed closely behind, moving with impunity, each strike of his blade taking the life of a researcher.

These people possess knowledge, yet instead of striving for the future of humanity, they prey on fellow human beings, using them as experimental subjects. Calling them traitors is no exaggeration.

Han Chuanyou walked deeper into the corridor, leaving behind corpses along the way. He didn't miss any of the offices along the way, cleaning them all up thoroughly.

An alarm was triggered in the corridor, red lights flashed, and piercing sirens echoed continuously in the enclosed space.

Several soldiers in military uniforms quickly emerged from the security room on one side of the corridor, carrying rifles. Upon seeing Han Chuanyou, they immediately raised their guns and fired.

Bullets flew wildly through the narrow corridor, scattering sparks as they hit the walls.

Han Chuanyou dodged to the side, and at the same time, he slashed out with Qingling in his hand. A blade of energy flew past the ground and cut the two guards in half at the waist. Their upper and lower bodies slid off in dislocation, and blood and internal organs gushed out on the ground.

"Holy shit!"

The remaining soldiers, seeing this outrageous scene, couldn't help but curse, "What kind of monster is this?"

Several shots failed to harm the mysterious man in front of them in the slightest. They turned to run, but found themselves seemingly fixed in place by an invisible force, unable to move at all.

Han Chuanyou walked past them, the tip of his knife slicing through them, heads rolling to the ground like sliced ​​melons and chopped vegetables.

Moments later, the laboratory was in a mess. The prisoners had heard the commotion outside, and some were peering out through the observation windows, unaware of what had happened.