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Project No.: C-220. ♡👽 ➅➈𝐒Ħ𝔲Ⓧ.ᑕ𝓸ᗰ 🍬🍬

Project Name: Bloodthirsty Chainsaw

Project level: C.

Description: The C-220 is based on the EV3000 chainsaw manufactured by Steele Americas. This chainsaw features a classic orange-yellow color scheme, exquisite craftsmanship, sturdiness, durability, and powerful performance. It can saw wood and bone as easily as cutting tofu and was once a best-selling product worldwide.

In the year 178 of the Gregorian calendar, the infamous chainsaw killer Thompson appeared, and in the years that followed, he used this chainsaw to kill 133 people.

Two years later, Thompson had become an Ascended. At 11:47 PM on July 26, 180 AD, he was caught by a patrol team while attempting to commit a crime in Sidley. He fled in panic amidst a hail of gunfire. When the agents tracked him down to his hideout, they found that Thompson had died from his injuries. The extraordinary source material in his body had leaked out and fused with the chainsaw, causing the chainsaw to mutate into a forbidden object.

After testing, the C-220 proved to be extremely robust, remaining undamaged despite attacks from rocket launchers, howitzers, and the forbidden object █-███.

The C-220's cutting ability has been greatly improved, enabling it to easily cut through special alloys and the skin, muscles, and bones of second-tier abyssal creatures.

At the same time, the wounds caused by the chainsaw will have a tearing and bleeding effect, and no maintenance is required to keep it sharp.

The C-220 switches from fuel-powered to energy-powered, and upon startup, it puts the user into a ruthless, bloodthirsty state. Users should be vigilant to avoid being affected mentally.

The C-220 will attack anyone who grips the chainsaw handle except the user, by sucking blood from their hand until there is no more blood left to drain. Therefore, gripping the chainsaw handle without sufficient ability to break free means certain death.

Containment method: Containment can be completed if the victim remains conscious after C-220 has absorbed 3500ml of blood from their body. If the victim loses consciousness, C-220 will completely drain their blood.

Side effects: The bloodlust state can affect the user's mind to some extent. It is best to receive psychological treatment every once in a while. Those with strong minds do not need to worry about it.

Last appeared on August 7, 234 AD, as the weapon of the vice president of the American Chainsaw Killing Hobby Association.

Latest revision: On September 20th, 234 AD, C-220 appeared in Jinzhu City and is currently contained by trainee operator ██ of the Jinzhu Star Society Special Operations Team. ✋♣ ❻9𝓢ʰυˣ.¢Ⓞ𝔪 🐠👣

Revised by: ██

修订时间：新曆234年9月20日3点05分。】

After reading the document, Zhou Chen stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then glanced at the chainsaw beside the bed.

This thing is really fierce!

In an average adult, blood accounts for about 7%-8% of body weight. The heavier a person is, the more blood they have, and vice versa.

An adult weighing around 70kg has approximately 5000ml of blood in their body, while containing a chainsaw requires feeding it about 3500ml of blood, which accounts for 70% of the total blood volume...

Under normal circumstances, when an adult loses 20% to 30% of their blood, hemorrhagic shock will occur, which can be life-threatening if not treated in time.

If blood loss exceeds 50%, death is highly likely.

70% blood loss... Even an Ascended being's physique couldn't withstand such a rate of absorption.

It's important to know that when a chainsaw sucks up blood, it doesn't do so gently and slowly; instead, it devours blood like a greedy gluttonous demon, sucking up nearly a thousand milliliters of blood in an instant.

Even if blood bags are prepared in advance, it will be of no use, because the chainsaw will have already sucked the person to death long before enough blood is transfused into the body.

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Therefore, his successful containment of C-220 is undoubtedly a remarkable feat, destined to attract considerable attention.

"So many people died in the West Wind, even two Ascended Beings were lost, and they couldn't be contained. In the end, they had to sell it. How come you contained it so easily? Little brother, do you have some secret? Stand still, let me see..."

In fact, Zhou Chen had long prepared for the investigation and had an excuse—his extraordinary abilities.

Since his ability can temporarily stop the chainsaw from sucking blood, then it's plausible that the flames burned the chainsaw, scaring it away and inexplicably containing it. After all, he's the only one involved. ̙̻͉̦͙̗̥x̸͍̘̳͂͊̂̊̀͊̕͘.̷̹̦̆̆c̶͙͈͚̽̄̈̎̒͜ó̶̧̧̝̳̠͇͕̺̲̹̔̈́̃͝͝m̷̗͓̽̂̌̋̃̌

In addition, given his special abilities and the fact that he is Jiang Che's subordinate, this matter will probably just be a formality and be over.

But to his utter surprise, under Jiang Che's manipulation, the matter was completed without even going through the proper procedures. Jiang Che himself didn't even ask a single question before handing over C-220 to him.

Having a good boss is such a great thing!

After praising his cheap boss in his heart, Zhou Chen looked at the chainsaw and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Although this thing is incredibly powerful and is the dream equipment of countless Ascendants, a serious problem now lies before us—

How am I supposed to carry this thing around?

Unlike wishing bottles, which can transform into pure source matter and merge with the soul, C-220 has a physical form and can only be carried with you wherever you go.

But this is a chainsaw!

If he carries a chainsaw everywhere he goes, he'll definitely be mistaken for a member of a chainsaw murder hobby, and it will seriously disrupt his daily life. Most importantly, it'll be a huge hassle.

"Isn't there a storage ring like the ones in novels?" Zhou Chen wondered wistfully.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

Who is it?

The person outside turned the handle and pushed the door open to enter.

Yang walked in carrying a fruit basket, chewing bubble gum and looking utterly dejected. He placed the basket on the bedside table, then casually pulled up a chair and sat down. "I came to see you. How was your rest?"

"My source energy is overdrawn, I have a headache."

"Normally, if you go back and systematically study meditation, it will help you recover from the aftereffects of overexertion. Those of us in this line of work are constantly overdrawing our source energy." Yang noticed the special tablet on the bed and was somewhat surprised. "Jiang Che was here?"

"What?" Zhou Chen asked, puzzled.

"She's incredibly busy right now, yet she still managed to squeeze in a visit. It seems she values ​​you quite a bit." Yang clicked his tongue in amazement, spitting out his chewing gum into the trash can. He then reached into the fruit basket, took out an orange, and continued peeling it as he spoke, "Half an hour after we left, she sent people to arrest all the relevant personnel and spent four or five hours interrogating them."

Several bosses and business owners were instructed by some powerful figures to cause trouble for Jiang Che. They refused to cooperate with the inspection and made various excuses to shirk responsibility and connections. As a result, she directly issued a judgment against them for smuggling and colluding with the Abyss Church.

—That means the death penalty.

Yang peeled an orange and put it in his mouth, sighing, "You didn't see it. After those few fools were dragged away, the remaining big shots in Jinzhu were so scared that their faces turned white. They acted like grandsons in front of her, agreeing to whatever she said. Even when they were being cut to the bone, they didn't dare to say a single 'no.' In the end, they handed over a lot of valuable information with tears in their eyes."

"Uh... the death penalty?" Zhou Chen was a little frightened. "Won't that offend people?"

"Those people are dishonest to begin with, yet they naively believe that the people behind them can protect them. Little do they know that they are just disposable cannon fodder used for testing. If they die, so be it; not many people will care."

As for whether or not you offend people... you have to understand, no high-ranking position is immune to offending anyone, especially the position of head of the special operations team.

After finishing the oranges, Yang took a banana from the fruit basket and casually peeled it. "Besides," he said, "do you think she's just killing people? You're wrong. She's killing one batch, intimidating another, and winning over yet another."

"I estimate that after this, she'll be able to smoothly establish herself in Jinzhu."

Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, thinking that since his boss was about to become successful, wouldn't he be able to get a share of the profits?

Seeing his expression, Yang knew what he was thinking and ruthlessly shattered his fantasy: "What nonsense are you talking about? What does her success have to do with you? As an old tool, I need to remind you—"

—Remember that you are just a tool. You take the blame, do the dirty work and hard labor, and all the credit goes to your superiors. That's the fate of a tool.

She's nice to you only to make you devoted to her; she'll probably only give you a little something when she's in a good mood.

Zhou Chen understood all this perfectly well, and he sighed helplessly, "There's nothing I can do..."

Otherwise, where would he find a way to repair his soul?

If you rely solely on wishing bottles, who knows how long it would take to accumulate enough wish points.

Yang shrugged; he could roughly guess why Zhou Chen was working for Jiang Che.

Everyone has their own troubles these days.

"Speaking of which, she just gave that thing to you directly?" Yang pointed to the chainsaw.

"Mm." Zhou Chen nodded.

"Tsk, she's pretty good to her subordinates. I'm thinking of quitting my job. I've worked under that old geezer for so long and haven't even gotten a single forbidden item. I haven't even finished paying off my loan yet." Yang took a vicious bite of his apple.

Zhou Chen stared speechlessly at the fruit basket, which was now half empty.

Brother, you don't have to send it if you don't want to.

"By the way, remember to list your Fire Slave Crystal for sale on the trading platform. The Alchemy Association recently developed a new energy potion, and the materials required include Fire Slave Crystals. You can take this opportunity to make a fortune," Yang reminded him.

Zhou Chen was taken aback: "What the heck?"

"How can you be so ignorant? Don't you know about the Alchemy Association?" Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Not... a secret medicine? That thing can be used to make secret medicines?" Zhou Chen was greatly shocked.

Fire Slaves are abyssal creatures. Using the crystal cores of abyssal creatures to refine secret medicines, you won't be afraid of being poisoned or infected on the spot after consuming them.

"Alchemy, isn't it amazing?"

Yang's dejected expression vanished as he spoke of this, replaced by a lively and animated expression. "Actually, it wasn't just the secret medicine; those alchemists created a lot of other interesting things..."

"Stop, stop, stop! I'm still a child, I don't want to hear that filthy stuff."

Zhou Chen quickly interrupted Yang and then fell into deep thought.

Just as Yang thought he was deep in thought about some important issue, Zhou Chen spoke up, asking in a resounding voice:

"What is alchemy?"

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