Chapter 225

"Old Man 682 is truly miserable. Not only is he being contained by the Foundation in all sorts of creative ways, but they are also considering how to kill him off completely. I wonder how many times the Foundation has attempted this over the many years that have passed."

"Emmmm... I'm not a Foundation expert, but I'm still worried that 682 might just swallow Zhao Zena in one bite. Although she is still alive for now and doesn't seem to have suffered any damage, as I said before, I'm not an expert in this field."

"Executing 682? You're not joking, are you? Executing a monster with the property of being immortal and indestructible? It would be more reliable to just throw it into a black hole."

"I know Zhao Zena's abilities are very strong, but suppose—and I mean suppose—the 'Indestructible Reptile' survives the first round and successfully evolves the corresponding resistance, combined with its immortality, I don't see how Zhao Zena could execute 682."

……

The Doctor led Zhao Zena out of her containment cell and walked straight toward another room.

Zhao Zena did not know how to refuse; she simply followed obediently behind the Doctor. Her smooth, small feet stepped on the floor tiles, and the cold, hard sensation conducted upward through her fingertips—which were slightly deformed due to her weight—passing through her spine and into her brain.

The Doctor skillfully disengaged the security measures for that room and greeted the people inside:

"Today's protagonist has arrived. Has that lizard's room been cleaned up?"

The person who answered was also a Doctor.

Not only that, but there were also several people in the room wearing crisp suits. The clothes looked very expensive; even if she were willing to take on a high-interest loan to be repaid for a lifetime, she might not be able to afford them.

In Zhao Zena's impression, several girls in her class suddenly became wealthy after getting into the cars of such people, but two semesters later, they dropped out of school.

The other girls in the class felt both disgust and envy toward this, but regarding the jewelry they wore and the cosmetics plastered on their faces, their attitude was unanimous.

Zhao Zena felt uneasy because those people were looking at her as if she were a commodity, confirming which parts of her were of high value and which were of low value.

One of them, having finished "shopping" for the commodity, said to the Doctor who brought her there:

"Hmm, the acid has been drained, and it has been cleaned several times, but 'Containment-682' is in a bad mood right now. Are you sure you want to let 'Containment-2599' go in now?"

The Doctor placed a hand on Zhao Zena's shoulder and answered for her:

"Of course, this is an experiment arranged by the O5 Council. Besides, isn't it always in a bad mood?"

The rest of the journey was unremarkable, until Zhao Zena saw the ugly lizard locked at the bottom of the metal containment chamber.

Its body was covered in traces of corrosion, with large areas of scales and skin tissue damaged, revealing flesh that had also been corroded and soaked to rot.

Now, she was also locked in here.

The eyes of the "Indestructible Reptile" opened in unison, looking down with contempt at the slight-framed Zhao Zena.

Have the brains of these Foundation guys gone wrong again? They've actually started using a cub as its rations?

"Inferior..."

Its deep roar had not yet begun when it was interrupted by a voice over the broadcast.

"Zhao Zena, please attack 'Containment-682' until it is confirmed 200% dead."

The "Indestructible Reptile" initially thought this was a joke.

But when the words fully landed, the human cub known as Zhao Zena suddenly became different in its eyes.

Having witnessed her entire transformation, it naturally understood in its heart that the Foundation had found a decent opponent this time.

—But the "Indestructible Reptile" is immortal and indestructible.

The air began to twist. Zhao Zena ran a few steps, charging from her spot toward the "Indestructible Reptile." Her palm slashed down straight, wounding the target, yet she didn't cause even a scratch on the metal floor.

The long, heavy body of the "Indestructible Reptile" began to twist, and its tail lashed out violently.

Zhao Zena raised her left arm to block the strike, then clamped it with her right hand, hugged it to her chest, and exerted force instantly, flipping the tail and the entire "Indestructible Reptile" onto the ground.

The giant lizard let out a shriek—the sound was so unpleasant, so sharp, and so violent that even the viewers watching the program in front of their screens couldn't help but cover their ears.

"This punch has fifty years of cultivation; can you, 'Indestructible Reptile,' take it?"

"Holy crap! What kind of ghost scream is this? It's even worse than the sound of a pig being slaughtered."

"This cry is a bit miserable. I'm afraid the force of Zhao Zena's punch could shatter the void."

"Shattering the void is a stretch, but the 'Indestructible Reptile' is definitely broken. Are there really still friends who want to marry Zhao Zena? Remember to watch your mouth after marriage; don't let a slip of the tongue happen."

"In other words, as long as the instructions are appropriate, isn't Zhao Zena the perfect girlfriend? I still think I can."

"6, aren't you guys bothered by the noise? I was playing on my phone secretly, and this sound woke my mom up. Now she's coming to beat me."

"Can't you just turn on mute?"

But Zhao Zena's actions were not delayed in the slightest. She pressed forward, straddled the abdomen of the "Indestructible Reptile," and punched violently at the opponent's softest spot.

"Awooo—"

Under the excruciating pain, it began its "adaptive evolution." Its abdomen became tougher, and its body was able to erupt with even greater power.

The "Indestructible Reptile" twisted its body and flipped itself over. Whether it wanted to crush Zhao Zena with its weight or simply pin her underneath, there was no way to know.

Without a moment's hesitation, the instant Zhao Zena sensed the anomaly, she jumped off its body, dodged, and followed up with a punch to the opponent's chin, successfully breaking the jawbone of the "Indestructible Reptile."

The "Indestructible Reptile" suddenly became cautious. The opponent in front of it was different from all the humans in the past; it couldn't just rely on its massive body and immense strength to win like a steamroller.

This juvenile executioner exerted force from her feet again, and the moment her fingertips deformed was captured by the vision of the "Indestructible Reptile."

Now is the time.

It raised its back and lowered its head. The bone spurs, narrow and sharp, carried deadly concentrated alkali and splashed out like a rainstorm.

Logically speaking, anyone hit by this would suffer skin ulceration at best, or die on the spot at worst.

But they only grazed Zhao Zena. The concentrated alkali didn't manage to burn her skin before it was twisted into another substance, and the shallow wounds healed quickly.

Zhao Zena's small, shoeless feet swept through the air. No sound was heard, but instead, the "Indestructible Reptile" let out a painful whistle.

Its shoulder blade had a depression, and the sharp bone spurs covering it were snapped off one by one.

Incomprehensible power erupted from her delicate body, almost flipping it over once again. That force pressed against its lungs, causing its whistle to be interrupted abruptly.

Without a doubt, it had broken bones, but before it could adapt and recover, Zhao Zena's attack came again.

No, ever since she received the Foundation's instructions, her attacks had never truly been interrupted.

The young girl raised her hand, her five fingers clenched into a fist. The surface of the fist broke through the air, landing with a roaring wind, erupting with a sound like rolling thunder on the surface of the "Indestructible Reptile," instantly smashing out blood like a trickling stream.

……

Xianzhou "Luo Fu", Divine Strategy Mansion.

The sword flowers gathered in front of Yanqing, and the flying sword returned to its sheath. The sound of the sword ringing seemed to be telling of its own joy.

Another sword thrust out, turning into a flying rainbow. The sword light pierced through the forest and severed the shadows. A person is the same; at this moment, one can finally say, this is the unity of man and sword.

Walking on the sword, he swept out a strike in the courtyard of falling flowers, and the airflow swirled the petals, dancing all over the sky.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

Jing Yuan leaned against a flower tree, looking at his disciple. His expression was full of gratification and joy, like a parent bird seeing a fledgling about to leave the nest, and he immediately applauded.

"General!"

Yanqing immediately retracted his sword stance and stood with his hands cupped in front of Jing Yuan.

"Well done." Jing Yuan gave his evaluation.

This evaluation seemed simple, but it was made by one of the several powerhouses at the pinnacle of the Xianzhou Alliance; a few words were already enough.

He yawned, seemingly not fully awake yet, like an elderly cadre who had long since aged, reading newspapers and drinking tea all day, and taking naps in his spare time.

Yanqing looked up, his left hand shielding his eyes from the glaring light, his gaze falling on the light screen in the sky, learning the moves of the characters inside.

These strange people displayed by the Foundation each possessed unique skills.

At this moment, the young girl in the picture—if one were to talk about age, there was no essential difference between her and Yanqing—but every move she made showed no technique, only the intent to kill.

Killing the enemy that should be killed, killing the enemy that must be killed, killing the correct enemy—without mercy, without pity, without hesitation.

Yanqing gripped the sword hilt tightly and held the sword body horizontally in front of him. The mirror-like sword body reflected his own appearance—a young man with golden hair and golden eyes.

Jing Yuan looked at Yanqing, the sense of leisure fading from his face. He saw what the young man was thinking and spoke:

· ·Seeking flowers··· 0

"There's no need to learn this. Having a sword but not using it, and having no sword to use—these are not the same meaning."

He smiled, and the image of a burly man appeared in his mind: over nine feet tall, covered in muscular bulk, carrying a heavy black iron ruler on his back, yet having the face of Yanqing.

It made him have to hold back his laughter.

Before the Xianzhou had traveled far, the motherland once had Nezha, and his cold joke image was just like this, making people burst into laughter.

Yanqing nodded, recalling the moves of the black-haired girl. After thinking for a long time, he only concluded that they were powerful and heavy, which is what is meant by "a heavy sword has no edge."

He practiced the fast sword, the sharp sword, pursuing speed and precision. Advancing, it could be like a rainstorm of pear blossoms; retreating, it could be like the continuous flow of a great river, which is what is meant by "only speed is unbreakable."

If a sword were both fast and heavy, I wonder if it could be mastered?

Before the thought had fully landed, Zhao Zena's small hand pinched the left front leg of the "Indestructible Reptile," and then a chill swept through Yanqing's heart.

Unknown power acted on the joint, directly severing that front leg, which Zhao Zena grabbed casually and threw aside.

A fountain of blood sprayed from the cross-section.

In that steel containment chamber, it was instantly filled with the steam of blood. The rich, fishy smell, even across an unknown amount of space and time, plus a screen, surged into the nostrils of the audience.

Three severed limbs were thrown aside casually, with only one broken right hind leg lying limply on the ground.

The vision of the "Indestructible Reptile" was also affected. The darkness seen by the ruptured eyeball mixed with the colors seen by the bloodshot eyeball, as chaotic as a nightmare. ===== CHAPTER 227 =====