Chapter 151: Hmm… Very Soft

The infiltrator's sabotage attempt ended in failure, and he was taken away by Base Security Personnel for interrogation. Although the man stubbornly refused to reveal his mastermind, everyone knew this was inevitably linked to "Chuangsheng Technology" and its behind-the-scenes "Prometheus Foundation." The competition committee placed high priority on this incident, strengthened security across all competition zones, and pledged to conduct a thorough investigation.

This clumsy ambush not only failed to halt "Jingyuan Technology's" progress but acted like an adrenaline shot, uniting the entire team in shared outrage and driving them to deliver a flawless performance during the official verification.

After an overnight emergency inspection and Fine-Tuning, "Jingyuan Technology's" Ecological Circulation Energy System was officially activated at dawn the next day, beneath the crisp Nordic sunrise, beginning its week-long continuous data verification.

The Photo-Hydrogen Conversion Membrane greedily absorbed sunlight, efficiently splitting water molecules to produce clean hydrogen; the water recycling unit purified the simulated "wastewater" until it was crystal clear; the carbon capture device worked silently, converting atmospheric carbon dioxide into fine calcium carbonate particles… The entire system operated in perfect harmony, with data so stable it was astonishing—every metric far exceeded competition requirements, even surpassing the demonstration project's performance!

Committee experts took turns stationed at the site, recording every data point, their faces filled with shock and admiration. In private conversations, they had nearly all concluded that "Jingyuan Technology's" system would be the most brilliant presence in this competition's preliminary stage.

In contrast, "Chuangsheng Technology's" testing zone remained shrouded in mystery. Thick curtains had never been lifted; only that strange humming sound and a faint, sweetly rotten odor persisted in drifting out. Occasionally, experts tried to approach for insight, but were politely refused under the excuses of "technical confidentiality" and "special fermentation environment requirements."

This air of deliberate mystification only intensified outside speculation and the committee's suspicions.

On the fifth day of verification, a sudden accident shattered the base's calm.

A young female Technician from the committee, assigned to monitor the environment outside "Chuangsheng Technology's" zone, accidentally scratched her arm with an unknown thorny plant bearing a metallic sheen. The wound initially showed only mild redness and swelling, but hours later, her entire arm rapidly swelled, turned black, and was accompanied by excruciating pain and high fever—her condition plummeted, life hanging by a thread!

The base's medical team was helpless; the toxin exceeded their understanding.

News spread, causing uproar! An unknown poisonous plant had appeared in the testing base and injured a staff member?!

"It's spores or culture fluid leaking from 'Chuangsheng Technology'!" an expert immediately pointed the finger at the sealed zone.

Liu Shiyin appeared immediately, vehemently denied any involvement, claimed their technology was absolutely safe and eco-friendly, and implied the danger came from unknown plants already present in the base. But the flicker of panic in her eyes did not escape Qin Feng, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines.

"Boss Qin, that female Technician… she may…" Chen Ming reported softly, his tone heavy.

Qin Feng stared at the chaotic medical station in the distance, then at "Chuangsheng Technology's" still-closed curtain, his gaze icy.

He recognized the toxin's symptoms—it was recorded in the system's vast knowledge base: a rare, lethal neurodegenerative toxin derived from genetically modified organisms. The Foundation's madmen were indeed conducting dangerous biological experiments!

He could not stand by and let her die.

"Prepare a helicopter. Immediately transfer her to our collaborating hospital in Oslo. Notify Dr. Su to prepare the highest-level antitoxin serum and life-support equipment." Qin Feng gave rapid orders.

"Yes!"

While the base was overwhelmed by the sudden accident and "Chuangsheng Technology's" evasions and excuses, Qin Feng made a move no one expected.

He did not go to observe the chaos; instead, he walked straight to the core of "Jingyuan Technology's" testing zone—the area covered with Photo-Hydrogen Conversion Membrane, quietly working under the sunlight.

Under countless astonished and confused gazes (including Liu Shiyin's, watching via surveillance), Qin Feng slowly knelt down, extended his right hand, and gently, as if caressing a lover's skin, touched the smooth, cool surface of the membrane.

His movement was tender and focused, as if sensing the energy and life flowing within.

Everyone froze.

What is Boss Qin doing? At a time like this, touching that film?

Liu Shiyin watched this scene on the surveillance screen, her brow furrowed, a strong unease rising within her. She knew Qin Feng—he never did meaningless things.

At that moment, Qin Feng lifted his head. His gaze seemed to pierce through space, landing precisely on the surveillance camera, on Liu Shiyin behind the screen.

His face held no anger, no accusation—even a hint of… an indescribable expression, as if savoring some delicious taste… lingered.

Then, before the eyes of the entire world (or at least everyone watching), Qin Feng faced the camera—or rather, Liu Shiyin behind the screen—and spoke slowly, clearly, deliberately, in a tone audible to all:

"Hmm…"

He paused, as if savoring the sensation, then added three words:

"…very soft."

"…"

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Inside the base—committee experts, staff, other competing teams—all stood frozen, staring in stunned silence at the man crouched before the Photo-Hydrogen Conversion Membrane who had uttered such a bizarre remark.

What did he just say? Very soft? What's very soft?! The film?!

What kind of time is this?! Over there, a life hangs in the balance; here, the two companies are locked in covert warfare—and he's… evaluating the texture of his own product?! And in that… that strangely intimate, almost nostalgic tone?!

Even Chen Ming and Lei Zhan nearly lost their composure, their lips twitching.

Behind the surveillance screen, Liu Shiyin, staring at Qin Feng's calm yet unfathomable gaze and hearing those three utterly inappropriate words that carried boundless mockery and contempt, felt an uncontrollable surge of rage mixed with crushing humiliation rush to her head!

She understood instantly!

Qin Feng was not commenting on the film at all! He was responding to her earlier ambush, to "Chuangsheng Technology's" shadowy technology, to the poisoning incident unfolding now—with an extreme absurdity, an extreme humiliation!

He was telling her with action: your underhanded schemes, your dangerous, filthy experiments—in my eyes, they are as insignificant as this gentle touch… even… laughable!

"Very soft"? He meant her entire strategy was weak, powerless, utterly useless!

This silent humiliation—more lethal than any scream—made Liu Shiyin tremble with fury, her nails digging deep into her palms, teeth grinding as if about to shatter.

"Qin Feng—!!!" she growled, her voice twisted by pure rage.

Inside the testing zone, Qin Feng had already risen as if nothing had happened, as if he'd merely done something ordinary. He didn't even glance back at the surveillance. He turned to Chen Ming and Lei Zhan, still stunned beside him, and ordered:

"What are you standing around for? Go help transfer the injured."

"Huh? … Yes! Yes!"

Qin Feng turned and walked toward the busy medical station, his back straight and composed.

Leaving behind a crowd of stunned onlookers, and Liu Shiyin, nearly driven mad behind the surveillance screen.

Hmm… very soft.

Those three light words pierced like the sharpest needle straight into the heart of "Chuangsheng Technology" and the "Prometheus Foundation."

And officially declared that, in this elimination round, Qin Feng had won—not just technologically—but a total, overwhelming domination—in a way they could never comprehend, never counter.