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

"Sir, you've come at the right time. Although the activity of these cells is a bit low, the effect should be fine. By the way..."

"Same old rule this time, you pick up the goods yourself?"

In the altered perception, the person in front of him was one of the direct subordinates of the Great Eyes, specifically responsible for transporting goods, and possessed extremely high authority.

His presence here and his actions are perfectly logical.

Therefore, the dog-headed monster completely ignored the previous tension and spoke and acted very familiarly.

Han Sen nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes, I can do it myself. You go and do your thing, it seems there's something wrong with those instruments."

Chapter 125 Fatty's Escape!

"Don't worry! It's just an old problem caused by the aging equipment. I'll take care of it right away!"

The dog-headed researcher readily agreed, took a sip of his coffee, and began his repair work, completely ignoring Han Sen's presence.

Han Sen nodded in satisfaction.

The "mind-penetration" technique, though only tested briefly, has proven remarkably effective.

Having resolved the only variable, Han Sen now walked openly and honestly toward the enormous culture tank.

The mountains, formed by countless twisted hearts, seemed to be beckoning him with the most alluring call.

It's all about timing!

A flash of black light appeared, and Han Sen, who had merged with the ink of the sea, transformed into a luminous figure that silently passed through the reinforced glass jar wall and entered the jar.

The light green nutrient solution smelled like an even more fishy and foul seawater, but Han Sen didn't care at all. He decisively changed his form and reappeared.

What hit him was an eerie aura so intense it was almost tangible, and a life energy so powerful it made his pores seem to open.

If there are pores on the black carapace.

Countless "weird cells" pulsated gently around Han Sen, like tens of thousands of hearts resonating in unison, emitting a subtle and dense "gurgling" sound.

This environment is enough to cause an ordinary person's mind to collapse instantly, and be assimilated by the serpent's will that lingers in the twisted flesh into a mindless aggregate of flesh and blood.

But for Han Sen, this place was simply...

The armored, jet-black arms suddenly spread open, plunging deep into the mountain of flesh formed by "monster cells".

Han Sen's gaze was intense, as if sparks were flying.

"System, convert everything!!"

As time passed, specks of powdery residue floated up in the light green nutrient solution.

The murky liquid, filled with impurities, quickly triggered an equipment alarm. The dog-headed researcher, whose perception had been rewritten, seemed oblivious to Hansen's presence and started the tank cleaning program while cursing.

The small mountain beside him vanished completely. Han Sen withdrew his hands, and the entire culture tank of "monster cells" was instantly refined!

[Conversion successful! Gained 5,279,600 Origin Points!]

The number of "strange cells" in a culture tank is around 5, and the converted source points have surpassed the total income of the previous half month!

The top male fan has unfortunately fallen from grace, but the top female fan remains the eternal goddess!

"With production lines and reserves of this scale, it's no wonder they don't mind paying me a fixed salary of 1000 coins a day without batting an eye."

With over 500 million Origin Points now safely in his pocket, Han Sen calmed down from his initial excitement during the refining process and regained his composure.

"Strange cells" continue to fall from the thick pipe above, and judging by the frequency, it won't be long before they cover the bottom of the tank with a new layer.

However, he did not intend to wait any longer.

On the one hand, they were not prepared to exhaust the resources, but rather to leave Sykes some money to maintain his daily expenses.

(Sydkes: Thank you so much!)

On the other hand, it is because...

There are nine more enormous culture tanks of the same size in the lab!

Once everything is harvested, the remaining Origin Points will be close to half a small goal, so there's no need to bother waiting for these meager gains.

If the plan succeeds, we can come back every now and then to reap the rewards.

"Then continue!"

[Conversion successful! Gained 5,416,100 Origin Points!]

[Conversion successful! Gained 4,981,600 Origin Points!]

[Conversion successful...]

A barrage of system notifications flooded Han Sen's mind like a waterfall.

The liquid level fluctuated in the huge culture tanks, and the mountains of "strange cells" inside dissolved rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into residue and impurities that disappeared without a trace.

The constantly shifting, dark figure, like a gluttonous beast, silently launched Operation Disc.

In the monitoring room on one side of the laboratory.

A lizard-like monster in charge of monitoring the data, its long, slippery tongue constantly twitching, was yawning listlessly.

Before me is a large electronic screen divided into dozens of sections. One section displays the monitoring footage of the laboratory's perimeter, while the other section shows the various information systems connected to the laboratory.

Suddenly, the amber vertical pupils flickered, and the bar charts representing various values ​​such as the energy density and liquid level of the nutrient solution in the culture tank plummeted like a cliff, dropping at an abnormal rate.

"Huh?" The lizard-like monitor frowned in confusion, then roused himself and tapped on the screen. "What the hell? Did the filtration system overload?"

The lizard-like researcher pulled up the internal monitoring footage, only to see a patch of snowflakes disturbed by a strong magnetic field.

It curled its lip in annoyance: "That 'Akainu' guy is probably doing some illegal experiment again, setting the electromagnetic shielding device to such a high power level."

After thinking for a moment, it picked up the communicator and connected to the dog-headed researcher's channel.

"Hey, Akainu, what are you doing? The data from the culture tank are fluctuating abnormally. Have you been messing with the equipment again?"

On the other end of the communicator, the sound of the dog-headed researcher humming a song while typing on a keyboard could be heard.

"Data anomaly? Is there? Let me check... Oh, it's nothing, it's just that the adults picking up the goods were making a bit too much noise."

"It's nothing, it's normal wear and tear, normal wear and tear."

"The adult picking up the goods?" The monitor was taken aback.

"Alright, alright, stop disturbing my work, I'm hanging up."

As the voices on the communicator fell silent, the lizard-like monster monitor was completely bewildered.

"The commotion over picking up the goods is really that big... Oh well, since Akainu says it's nothing, then it probably really is nothing."

"It's best for an ordinary eccentric like me to refrain from inquiring about the affairs of important figures."

After making a few complaints, it yawned, tilted its neck back, and soon began to snore evenly.

The last "monster cell" turned into dust and scattered in the nutrient solution. Han Sen stood up.

The insect's black veil revealed no expression, but the grinning mouth of the little devil inside it could no longer be suppressed.

[Original Point: 53,978,319]

Looking at that long, dazzling eight-digit number, Han Sen would have burst out laughing on the spot if he hadn't received professional training.

As expected, the final profit exceeded 5000 million!

A full half of my small goal!

Han Sen let out a long breath. The bubbles in the nutrient solution were still churning. His tall, dark figure had already appeared behind the dog-headed researcher, Akainu.

There was no eagerness to add more points, only the peace of mind and composure of having a large sum of money in hand.

There are only the final finishing touches left.

Han Sen sat down in the swivel chair that Akainu had tactfully pushed over, and tapped the control panel lightly with his claws, asking, "Akainu, tell me about the personnel and workflow of the laboratory."

"Okay, my lord."

Chapter 126 The Insect God Acts, Han Sen Steals a House

The dog-headed monster "Akainu," whose subconscious had been rewritten, stood respectfully beside Han Sen and began to give a long and detailed introduction.

"My lord, as you can see, our laboratory was established by Lord Sykes himself. Besides me, there are six other researchers. Their specific roles are..."

Soon, Han Sen obtained the information he needed from this loyal traitor.

Akainu revealed everything about the laboratory's personnel, shift schedules, delivery areas, material handover procedures, and even the personality quirks and hobbies of each member without reservation.

"Wow, no wonder he's a natural-born manager. Sykes really knows how to use people well."

Hansen's claws tapped lightly on the cold metal surface of the control panel, producing a regular "tap-tap" sound.

In addition to seven intelligent researchers with basic scientific research capabilities, the entire "monster cell" production laboratory also has a professional transportation team composed of stone monsters, which is responsible for distributing the produced "monster cells" to various regions and departments of the Monster Association.

These monsters are generally at the wolf or tiger level in terms of disaster level. Although they are not strong in combat, they are rare intelligent monsters. After being transformed, they are secretly trained or protected by Psykos, allowing them to play a valuable role in such a key position.

With all the intelligence in hand, the rest becomes much simpler.

In less than half a day, Han Sen walked in the shadows, visiting each member on Akainu's list like a ghost.

He first went to the monitoring room next door.

A strong lizard-like monster named "Green Bull" is playing a game while monitoring dozens of screens.

Without realizing it, his mind was silently enveloped by the power of the mind.

The lizard-like monster instinctively shuddered and turned around abruptly.

Vigilance is not entirely absent, but it is practically nonexistent.

However, all it saw with its beady green eyes was a pair of enormous scarlet eyes that shone from the darkness, seemingly capable of devouring souls.

Amatlas! (No)

Han Sen's max-level SSR ability, "Power of Imagination," is a complete game-changer for these weak-willed monsters.

The terror in the lizard-like monster's eyes quickly turned into confusion, and finally into the same look as Akainu's...

Coming to his senses, the lizard-like monster blinked blankly, scratched his head, and felt as if he had forgotten something, but couldn't quite remember it.

It glanced at the still-normal screen, shrugged, and continued to immerse itself in the wonderful world of slacking off.

Han Sen then found a transport team led by a demon-level lava rock monster.

When they were found, it was furious because one of its men had accidentally broken a bottle of nutrient solution.

"A bunch of useless trash! Are you all made of stone? You can't even do this simple thing right!"

The lava rock monster roared, and scalding lava dripped from the cracks in his body, scorching the ground and creating pits.

A group of stone monsters scratched their stone heads, their intelligent eyes remaining unmoved.

Han Sen didn't even bother to act. His figure emerged from the shadows, and the "Power of Imagination" transformed into a pale blue force field that suddenly spread out, enveloping all the stone monsters.

"Who are you? Do you want to...die...?"

The roar of the lava rock monster abruptly ceased, the rage in its eyes quickly extinguished, replaced by deep confusion and obedience.

In less than half a day, all the weirdos associated with the lab were given a modified version of Kotoamatsukami by Han Sen, and their minds were imprinted with his mind seal.

One lie often requires countless lies to cover it up, so Hansen didn't complicate things.

There are two main types of thought imprints planted deep within their subconscious—

Article 1: The laboratory is operating normally and no abnormalities have occurred.

Article 2: Following the latest instructions from above, due to the core strategic adjustment of the association, the basic daily supply of "monster cells" will be reduced by half to prioritize the needs of core members and cadres.

For example, the "Insect God" is a high-demand pet.

The first principle is to erase the traces of one's existence, while the second is to ensure a steady flow and reduce losses.

Hollowing out someone all at once might feel good, but it could also easily arouse Sykes' suspicion.

By cutting daily output in half, they can ensure a continuous harvest in the future while preventing unrest in the various departments of the association due to supply disruptions.

After all, in a hierarchical organization like the Monster Association, it is only natural that resources should be given priority to the strong.

Even if the low-level Demon-level and Tiger-level monster leaders received a smaller share, they would never dare to question the decisions of the Dragon-level officers or Big Eyes himself.

As for Sykes...