Chapter 53: Ding Huan

Ding Huan entered the top floor of the Dongxun Gene Center building just like that, without the slightest obstruction.

On the top floor of the Dongxun Gene Center building, Gu Xian, the Vice Alliance Leader of the Global Gene Alliance, was holding a meeting. The topic of discussion was the Thousand-Lace Gene Art and Basic Long Fist practiced by the three students from Yujiang University.

Everyone sitting in this conference room was a direct subordinate of the Gene Alliance.

Not a single word spoken here could possibly leak out.

Directly in front of the conference room was a massive electronic screen, which was playing the footage of Luo Huaner battling the martial arts robot.

"Steve, tell us about the cultivation situation of the Thousand-Lace Gene Art and Basic Long Fist." Although Gu Xian was speaking, his eyes remained fixed on the live broadcast on the screen.

To be honest, he was incredibly shocked. He was certain that Luo Huaner was at least a Level 1 Gene Cultivator, and with a deep foundation at that.

According to the information they had obtained, Ding Huan had only trained the three Yujiang University students for three months.

In three months, he had cultivated a student with zero foundation into a Level 1 Gene Cultivator.

Not only that, but their combat ability was also this terrifying.

That martial arts robot was modeled after the combat capabilities of a Level 1 Gene Cultivator.

Perhaps in terms of pure combat ability, the martial arts robot might not even be a match for a Level 1 Gene Cultivator.

And Luo Huaner was just a student who had practiced for three months; the fact that she could suppress the martial arts robot was more than just shocking—it was unheard of.

A tall, thin man stood up and said, "Vice Alliance Leader Gu, I obtained the full content of the Basic Long Fist and the Thousand-Lace Gene Art from Geng Qianxing..."

Hearing this, everyone’s spirits lifted, and they all stared at Steve.

This Steve was the Director of the Gene Alliance’s Gene Research Division. After the Gene Alliance brought Geng Qianxing in, they had no authority to interrogate him.

Only Steve had the qualifications to interrogate Geng Qianxing.

Upon hearing that Steve had discovered the reason why the three Yujiang University students had become powerful, how could the crowd not be excited?

If three "noob" students could undergo such a transformation in three months by relying on this cultivation method,

then wouldn't they, who had already fused with foreign genes and even had a certain foundation in martial arts, be able to progress even faster once they obtained this cultivation method?

Even Gu Xian’s eyes were shining. Although he was a Vice Alliance Leader of the Gene Alliance, his cultivation base was far inferior to those deans of the Blue Star Academies.

Those deans were Level 3 Gene Cultivators or Earth-level martial artists at every turn, while he, a Vice Alliance Leader of the Gene Alliance, was still only a Level 1 Gene Cultivator.

He also craved a method that could cause his own strength to skyrocket.

Steve, however, did not appear very excited. He said slowly, "Unfortunately, those contents are useless to us. I had no progress after practicing them. Not only did I have no reaction after practicing,

but several geniuses of our Gene Alliance also had no reaction after practicing them.

Later, I interrogated Geng Qianxing, and he revealed the secret.

It turns out that Ding Huan prepared two types of gene agents for these three students. Only by fusing with these two gene agents can one practice the Thousand-Lace Gene Art and Basic Long Fist."

"Is there a production method for the gene agents?" Gu Xian asked immediately.

"No, those gene agents were prepared by Ding Huan; even Geng Qianxing doesn't know." Steve shook his head.

Just at this moment, on the large electronic screen, Luo Huaner actually grabbed the martial arts robot and threw it off the arena.

This action made everyone even more excited; they had to obtain this cultivation method.

"Vice Alliance Leader Gu, I suggest increasing the intensity of the manhunt for Ding Huan..." A yellow-haired woman, because she was too eager for this cultivation method, found her tone difficult to control.

"We also agree to increase the intensity of the manhunt, but we cannot rely solely on our Gene Alliance; we must also contact the official authorities here in Huaxia as well as the Martial Arts Alliance.

After all, this is Huaxia’s territory. If we rely only on our Gene Alliance, I’m afraid we won’t have enough strength." Steve was equally eager to catch Ding Huan as soon as possible.

Compared to the Basic Long Fist, Steve believed the Thousand-Lace Gene Art was the real treasure.

He hadn't had zero results from practicing the Thousand-Lace Gene Art; he had had some results.

However, the effect was relatively weak, and since he didn't want to tell everyone about such a good thing as the Thousand-Lace Gene Art yet, he had deliberately concealed part of it.

If he said the Thousand-Lace Gene Art had some effect, he feared everyone would demand it from him, and then who would go catch Ding Huan?

Another point was that the Thousand-Lace Gene Art he obtained only had the first three layers; in other words, even if it were effective, he could at most only cultivate to a Level 3 Gene Cultivator.

A sharp scream came from the live broadcast screen, and then the crowd began to riot...

"What’s going on?" Even Gu Xian stood up. He also saw people on the big screen constantly falling to the ground and dying.

Just at this moment, Nong Yizhen from the Zhenyu Academy stepped out to speak, stabilizing the chaotic situation at Puhai Square.

"Is there a problem with the gene agents? Is it the Seliu Gene?" Gu Xian’s voice trembled.

Where was the Seliu Gene agent obtained the most? Naturally, it was their Gene Alliance.

In order to make the Gene Alliance more cohesive, when the Seliu Gene agent first came out, the Gene Alliance rewarded a large batch of Seliu Gene agents to low-level employees.

Others who wanted the Seliu Gene agent not only had to pull strings but also had to wait; the Gene Alliance naturally didn't need to.

As long as they sent someone to the Baiyu Group, would the Baiyu Group dare not give it?

"Uh..."

A high-level executive in the conference room suddenly clutched his throat, then blood began to flow from his seven orifices, and his facial features began to twist.

The next moment, this Gene Alliance executive fell to the ground and died; it took no more than ten seconds.

As if it were a chain reaction, after this executive fell to the ground and died, two more fell one after another.

Gu Xian’s lips trembled. If it really was a problem with the Seliu Gene, then one-fifth of the people sitting here today would die one after another.

"I previously thought it was your Gene Alliance playing tricks, but now that I see your own people dying, I realize that someone else is playing the tricks." A mocking voice came,

and then a medicinal herb merchant carrying a backpack walked in.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" Gu Xian was the first to react.

A burly man didn't wait for Gu Xian to finish speaking and rushed toward Ding Huan in one step.

No matter who it was, breaking into the conference room without permission was a capital offense in the Gene Alliance.

Gu Xian was also furious. Were the security guards outside eating shit?

Ding Huan didn't even move; a flash of white light from the short blade in his hand, and this burly security guard was split in two.

"Who am I? I am naturally the Ding Huan you want to hunt down." After Ding Huan finished speaking, he threw the short blade in his hand.

"Puff!" The short blade pierced through the throat of an attendee, who fell to the ground, a pistol sliding from his hand.

Ding Huan walked over, picked up the pistol, and then pulled out the short blade before saying unhurriedly, "Whoever dares to draw a gun again, the next one will be him."

After speaking, he quickly spun the short blade in his hand, performing a few blade flourishes.

There was always someone who felt Ding Huan couldn't see every corner, and another person tried to stealthily draw a pistol.

"Bang!" This time Ding Huan didn't use the blade, just raised his hand and fired a shot.

A bloodstain appeared on the center of the man’s forehead, then blood flowed out, and he also fell to the ground and died.

"Why bother? I can use a gun too." Ding Huan spun the gun in his hand again and walked up to Gu Xian.

"Teacher Ding..." Gu Xian stared at the gun in Ding Huan’s hand, his tone somewhat incoherent.

Don't look at how sonorous his tone was when he was hunting down Ding Huan, claiming everything was for the sake of human survival. Once it came to his own life and death, it was a different matter entirely.

"Get going." Ding Huan raised his foot and kicked Gu Xian flying.

Then he sat down in Gu Xian’s seat unhurriedly and placed the pistol on the table in front of him.

"Where did your experts go?" Ding Huan scanned the conference room and then said unhurriedly.

He was also very strange in his heart; the strongest person here seemed to be only a Level 1 Gene Cultivator. The strongest martial artist was only an Internal Strength martial artist, not even a Yellow-level one.

Wasn't it said that the Gene Alliance had Level 5 Gene Cultivators and even Innate martial artists?

Gu Xian didn't even dare to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a trembling voice,

"Teacher Ding, the experts of the Gene Alliance have gone to handle matters under the leadership of the Alliance Leader. They will return soon. We can discuss everything properly; the small conflicts just now don't count for anything."

"Yes, Brother Ding. If you really have any misunderstandings with our Gene Alliance, then we can sit down and talk slowly.

With gene beasts rampant on Earth and human survival in such a dangerous situation, we still have to fight among ourselves; this is consuming our internal strength." The yellow-haired woman who had previously suggested increasing the manhunt for Ding Huan took the initiative to speak.

Her tone was very sincere, and she even stood up, seemingly completely unbothered by Ding Huan firing his gun.

Ding Huan smiled, "You’ve spoken to my heart with those words, but it’s a pity that there are too few righteous people like you in your Gene Alliance. Sit down, I agree with what you said..."

When the yellow-haired woman heard Ding Huan’s words, she immediately nodded at him, trying hard to control the fluctuating emotions in her heart. "Thank you, I actually admire you very much, Brother..."

"Bang!"

Before she could finish speaking, the yellow-haired woman felt a pain in her forehead, then a trail of blood flowed from her forehead, and her consciousness gradually left her body.

She stared at Ding Huan, with only three words in her heart: Why?

Didn't he say she was a person of awareness and righteousness? How could he just shoot like that?

"Thump!" Her body couldn't sit down; instead, it collapsed.

The conference room was silent.

No one dared to make any sound at this time.

They had seen plenty of Huaxia people and had been dealing with them for more than a day or two.

In their eyes, Huaxia people disliked killing the most and were gentle and humble. Even if they were bullied, they would endure their anger and reason with you.

Therefore, in the whole world, Huaxia was also a land of etiquette.

How was this Ding Huan an outlier today?

Don't talk about reasoning; what was the difference between these killing methods and those of a thug?

Seeing that no one was rambling anymore, Ding Huan beckoned to Gu Xian, who was lying in the corner. "You, come over."

Although Gu Xian really didn't want to go over now, thinking of what Ding Huan had just done, this madman could do anything.

He could only crawl up slowly and move in front of Ding Huan. With blood still on the corner of his mouth, Gu Xian could only suppress his anger and pretend to smile, saying,

"Teacher Ding, we might really have a misunderstanding."

Ding Huan nodded. "That’s right, there is indeed a misunderstanding. By the way, let me ask you a question: Where is Teacher Geng?"

"Ah..."

Gu Xian let out an "ah." It wasn't that he was pretending not to answer, but that he really didn't know where Geng Qianxing was now.

Geng Qianxing was the responsibility of Steve, the Director of the Gene Research Division; he didn't know.

"Looks like you don't know. You have no value." Ding Huan sighed.

Gu Xian’s heart tightened. Just as he was about to beg for his life, he saw Ding Huan pick up a sprayer and spray it on his face.

"Teacher Ding..."

"This is an insecticide I made; let’s test the effect first." Ding Huan placed the highly toxic gene agent back on the table in front of him as if nothing had happened.