Starting with one punch, I'll stop being human.

"Cough cough...cough!"

Chapter 123 The corpse is already rotting, and you're coming to me for an explanation?

"Damn it... that 'Insect God' thing! It suddenly jumped out of its skin!"

Inside the secret room, a nameless fire instantly rose in Sykes' heart, and her delicate eyebrows arched dangerously.

The rich liquor in the glass swayed slightly, reflecting her cold, beautiful eyes.

Even the superpower light released by the puppet clone "Big Eyes," which was far away deep in the palace, showed unstable fluctuations.

"I've put up with you for far too long. If you don't give me a satisfactory reason today, I'll dissect you right here and now to see where all those 'freak cells' have gone...!"

The pent-up emotions finally erupted, and Sykes was so angry she turned red.

Her fair fingers turned whiter from the force she exerted, as if she wanted to immediately unleash her dragon-level telekinetic power to blast that pretentious guy in the palace into dust.

However, inside the main hall, the Insect God seemed oblivious to the palpable killing intent emanating from him.

His fists were clenched, his muscles, covered by a black carapace, bulged, and his voice suppressed an increasingly intense rage, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I have two good brothers, one named 'Fang' and the other named 'Decepticon'!"

This seemingly random sentence startled Sykes, who was initially furious. Her anger was temporarily suppressed by her curiosity, and her controlled, large eyes tilted her head with interest.

She wanted to hear what this increasingly unruly insect was planning to do.

Han Sen took a deep breath, composed himself, and continued in a sorrowful tone, "Although their hazard level is not high and their potential as monsters is very limited, they are my brothers and sisters who have walked alongside me since the very beginning, my beloved family and friends!!"

"So?" Realizing something was wrong, Sykes instinctively narrowed her beautiful eyes.

"It needs to be added... no!"

Han Sen almost blurted out his true feelings, but thankfully he changed his words in time, his voice filled with icy killing intent: "Three months ago, they were brutally murdered by the passing Cutting King! Today... I'm here to demand justice for my brothers!"

Sykes: "..."

A deathly silence enveloped the entire palace.

Meanwhile, in the secret laboratory, the expression on the fierce-looking older sister's face froze completely.

"Crack——!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the wine glass in her hand shattered.

Hard shards of glass, mixed with deep purplish-red, rich liquor, slowly slid down her fair, jade-like forearm, spreading out in an eerie pattern on the floor.

A vein on her delicate forehead throbbed violently and uncontrollably.

—Three months ago?

—The corpse is rotting, and you're coming to me demanding an explanation?!

No, stay calm.

After this period of contact, she already knew exactly what kind of person the Insect God she had personally promoted was.

This guy has an incredibly peculiar way of thinking and an unconventional style of doing things, but his strength keeps improving and his potential is unfathomable. He's the kind of guy she both loves and hates.

“Insect God,” Psykos said softly, controlling the giant eye, “is it because we don’t have enough ‘Monster Cells’ again?”

Upon hearing this, the Insect God in the main hall seemed to have been greatly insulted.

Its entire carapace trembled slightly, and its eyes held a furious rage at the trampling of its dignity.

"My lord! What do you mean by this?!" His voice suddenly rose. "You are insulting me and the dignity of my fallen brother!"

"If the 'monster cells' are not enough, I will naturally beg you for a reward! My loyalty to the Association is as clear as day!"

"But this time, I've come only for revenge!"

He took a step forward, and the entire palace trembled.

"I beg your permission to engage in a duel to the death with the King of Slicing! I will use its blood to pay tribute to the spirit of my brother in heaven!!"

Sykes: "..."

His words were righteous and righteous, filled with murderous intent, and brimming with the determination and tragic grandeur of revenge.

It was so moving that it brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it.

But Sykes, from head to toe, even the plump, white toes beneath the lab coat, didn't believe a single word this guy uttered!

"The Insect God, who reveres violence and believes in the survival of the fittest, is in the nature of us weirdos."

For some reason, her anger dissipated considerably, replaced by a playful and teasing tone, like a cat toying with a mouse.

She even adjusted her posture with great interest, as if she were watching an interesting stage play.

“You should know this better than anyone,” she said slowly. “After all… even the legendary killer, the King of Slicing, has probably killed less than a tenth of the innocent souls in your hands, right?”

"That's different!"

Since the black mask couldn't reveal his flushed face or racing heartbeat, Han Sen remained calm and answered decisively and firmly: "Those I killed were all damned enemies!"

"And he killed my brother! Today, I will cut down the king... to pay for this blood debt!"

Sykes was utterly speechless.

Just as the Insect God was putting on a great performance in the lower palace, successfully attracting Sykes's full attention.

Deep within the Monster Association, a pitch-black light, almost blending into the darkness, is rapidly traversing the cold, complex alloy passageway in a way that defies the laws of physics.

This strange light and shadow is Han Sen's true form.

The max-level SSR ability "Blacklight Suit" has activated its derivative function "Shadow Stealth"!

At this moment, Han Sen was no longer a physical entity; his body and senses underwent a wondrous transformation.

The world had lost its color and warmth in his eyes, like a self-aware shadow walking between light and shadow.

The light and shadow sometimes transformed into a flat, ground-hugging shadow that silently slid past the feet of a group of demon-level monsters who were complaining about the poor food.

Those strange men were quite strong, yet they were completely unaware of the shadows that slipped past their feet.

With his clones drawing fire in the open, Han Sen's main body moved through the heavily guarded underground fortress as if it were empty!

His goal was crystal clear—

It points directly to the laboratory where the "freak cells" were produced and stored!

Based on the intelligence obtained earlier, combined with the enhanced mental perception brought by the "Power of Imagination" at this moment, Han Sen easily locked onto the approximate location of the target.

Soon, a massive alloy gate, as heavy as a bank vault, appeared at the edge of his perception.

Even through the thick rock layers and alloy gate, he could still clearly perceive it.

Beyond the gate, a vast and boundless life force, as eerie and chaotic as a starry sea, was constantly fluctuating.

Like the hamburgers, hot dogs, and iced cola that entice a homeless man with a dark complexion, it stirs up his primal, greedy instincts in every cell of his body.

Chapter 124 We have to eat!

The underground structure of the Monster Association is far more complex than imagined, with different areas having completely different styles.

Some places are as rudimentary as city sewers, some are built like ancient palaces, some are simply primitive caves, and others are equipped with all kinds of modern facilities, almost indistinguishable from human cities.

For example, the floor where Han Sen's target—the "monster cell" production device—is located is much more technologically advanced than other places; it was built entirely according to the standards of a modern research institute.

Han Sen, hidden in the shadows, looked up and saw the heavy, nested, multi-alloy gate tightly closed.

The authentication system above the gate flashed a faint red light, constantly scanning the space in front of it.

Without an access card, you'll basically have to force your way in, which will trigger an alarm.

However, for Han Sen now, the seemingly impregnable defense is actually just a facade.

As the surveillance camera shifted, the body, shrouded in shadow, flickered and silently slipped through the gap beneath the gate.

In his "Shadow Stealth" form, he seemed to be walking in another dimension, immune to most physical obstacles.

He passed through the gate with ease, and in the next instant, Han Sen found himself in a vast laboratory.

Unlike the cool color scheme of the House of Evolution, which is full of cutting-edge technology, the style here appears rugged and simple.

The air was filled with the strong smell of nutrient solution and strange energy fluctuations, and ten large cultivation devices connected to huge pipes emitted a dull rumble.

Various pipelines are laid haphazardly on the ground and walls, like the tangled blood vessels of a dying beast.

Each culture device is equipped with a giant cylindrical culture tank with a diameter of over twenty meters and a height that extends throughout the entire space. The transparent reinforced glass tank is filled with a light green culture medium.

This scene gave Han Sen a strong sense of déjà vu, as it was almost identical to the culture tanks he had seen at the House of Evolution.

"No, there are still differences."

"The culture equipment here may look old, but its advantage is... a large quantity that's plentiful!"

With a single thought, Han Sen immediately activated his newly acquired SSR ability, "Electromagnetic Rampage"!

An invisible and intangible terrifying magnetic field instantly radiated outwards from him, engulfing the entire laboratory like an unseen tide.

All monitoring equipment and sensing instruments were instantly disrupted; the pointers of the sophisticated sensing instruments spun wildly, and the current monitoring was completely overwritten by the previous normal footage.

Creating a safe information vacuum zone, the next moment, Han Sen's figure materialized from a twisted shadow and appeared in front of the automated production equipment.

As he watched the "monster cells" continuously spewing and falling from the pipes into each tank, piling up like mountains, his breathing involuntarily became heavier!

Multiple fist-sized "monster cells" fell continuously from each of the huge pipe openings, piling up densely at the bottom, filling more than a third of each huge tank!

This is truly...

Based on a simple estimate of the number of tanks, their volume, and the size of a single "monster cell," the current reserves are at least several hundred thousand!

Moreover, it is in a state of continuous production 24 hours a day!

This incredible wealth has finally come to me!

Just as Han Sen was about to use his old trick again, transforming into a shadow and sneaking into the cultivation tank to enjoy this feast—

A slight metallic click of a bolt turning stood out starkly against the noisy roar as another small door to the laboratory was suddenly pushed open.

A humanoid monster wearing a stained white lab coat and sporting a spotted dog's head walked in carrying a steaming cup of coffee.

It seemed to be a resident researcher here, yawning as it walked and muttering, "Honestly, Lord Big Eyes is rushing us again. The activity of this batch of goods hasn't even been adjusted to its optimal state yet..."

It was extremely familiar with the environment here. It casually placed the cup on a lab bench piled with blueprints, stretched, raised its head, and prepared to start another day of tedious maintenance work.

The next second, its movements, along with the yawn on its face, froze.

In its line of sight, a pitch-black insectoid monster exuding a terrifying aura was quietly observing it with great interest.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The dog-headed researcher's eyes widened instantly, his mouth opened involuntarily, and most of the liquid in the cup spilled out due to his trembling hand, scalding him and making him shudder.

"Who...who are you?! What are you doing here?!"

A sharp scream was brewing in its throat. The alarm button was less than half a meter away from it. As soon as it pressed the button, it would immediately send an alarm to the Great Eyes' bedroom!

However, it was destined not to have that opportunity.

Just as he was about to make a move, the dog-headed researcher's vision was completely enveloped by the scarlet light in Han Sen's eyes!

In the dark mental vision, two crimson eyes, even larger than its body, suddenly lit up behind the bewildered dog-headed monster!

Within the pupils that seemed to gaze from hell, three jet-black magatama silently emerged, spinning rapidly and forming a circle.

Amaterasu! ?

"The Power of Imagination"

"Mind penetration"!

The instant their eyes met, an overwhelming mental force surged into the brain of the dog-headed researcher like a flood bursting its banks, accompanied by Han Sen's customized illusion. His already fragile mental defenses crumbled instantly.

The subconscious mind, unable to resist, is like a lamb stripped naked, completely rewritten in the instant of eye contact!

"Lord Dajiongyan sent me to pick up the goods. This latest batch needs to be expedited."

As his ability took effect, Han Sen's tone, as if greeting an old friend, immediately evoked a sense of familiarity in the dog-headed researcher.

"Oh...oh! It's you, sir!"

It looked as if it had just realized something, then scratched its head somewhat sheepishly: "I knew it! How could there be any outsiders here! You scared me!"