Chapter 1288: Secret

Yang Qing shakes his head directly.

No matter what it is, they actually don't care about it.

Being able to chat with the other side is just out of curiosity.

As for threats or anything, they really don't mind.

People like them, now, are just waiting.

"These hold little attraction for me."

"You're strong, even in some aspects you've reached the extraordinary."

"But compared to the whole Lanxing, you're only a bit of something."

"Not to mention Beta, which has long been dilapidated."

"Of course, they may have used you to gain more technical support, but in the resource‑poor radiation zone, they can't challenge Lanxing."

Yang Qing's words pierced the other's heart.

They are indeed impressive now, but undeniably, Fang Jing is the best work they can produce.

Because they themselves are also aging, the mist creatures won't disappear, but they will grow old until they are eliminated.

The mist zone can't give them the answer to immortality, nor does it have the energy to bring them a greater breakthrough.

The underlying logic of technological progress is the utilization of energy.

Only sufficient energy can give rise to more results.

Yet they precisely lack energy.

So all their progress is like rootless duckweed.

By now, even the evolutionary speed of mist‑zone creatures has slowed down.

If they can't find a way out, they can only watch themselves wither.

They are already at the end of their strength.

The Yang Family is one of the ways they have found.

Another is to walk the same dark road with some people from the West.

But just as Yang Qing said, they may look impressive, yet compared to the whole Lanxing they are truly insignificant.

"Yang Qing, do you want to see living beings drenched in blood?"

Yang Qing still shakes his head.

"I don't mind; if it's necessary or inevitable, then let it happen."

Fang Jing remains silent.

After a long while.

"We now have a technology; perhaps you'll reconsider our cooperation."

Yang Qing becomes interested.

"Ah, what is it?"

"Fog‑making Tower, which can generate mist and spray it into the stratosphere."

"It can completely envelop an entire region."

The mech touches its own chin.

"Is it impressive?"

Yang Qing even mocks a bit.

"Do you think we didn't know mist can absorb energy?"

"Why didn't we take corresponding measures?"

"The answer, you actually know it well, right?"

"Because you are safe and controllable."

"If you bring out the Fog‑making Tower, then it's different—that would be endless and unending."

"Are you ready?"

"Mist is powerful, but not invincible."

"Regarding mist, Union Hall has dozens of methods, and the Yang Family also has dozens."

"You can continue to exist, not because you're that great, but because you have value."

The stark reality makes Fang Jing withdraw her lucky‑break mindset.

"What I'm talking about isn't the Fog‑making Tower, but its ability to reshape the environment."

"Just as you said, our mist can absorb energy with high efficiency."

"If we use it on Mercury, Venus, or even Yueqiu, what would that scenario look like?"

Yang Ping'an is shocked; such technology exists—if humanity obtains it, could we then develop Mercury and Venus?

"Grandpa Tai, this technology is very important to us."

Yang Qing ignores Yang Ping'an.

"It's indeed somewhat useful, but ……"

It sounds like mockery.

"If I agree, isn't that letting the tiger return to the mountain?"

"It's useful to humanity, but more suitable for you, isn't it?"

"Even now, your method of dissemination isn't clear."

"Excluding traitors, you possess a magical diffusion method."

"And this method is very covert, with excellent effect."

"I have to guess that you have already invaded the entire Lanxing biosphere."

"You used a method to embed fragments of the mist creature's genes throughout the entire Lanxing organisms, waiting until the surrounding environment changes to activate the genes."

"When the time comes, you can launch an instant counterattack."

"And the reason you deployed the Fog Tower technology is to, through human hands, create vast mist zones that continuously accumulate power."

"You say, am I right?"

Fang Jing's complexion turned deathly pale at that moment.

Because Yang Qing saw through their scheme.

The Fog Tower project failed.

"You know, but why didn't you speak out?"

They questioned Yang Qing.

Yang Qing retorted.

"Why should I speak out? Could we still eradicate the world's organisms?"

"That's impossible."

"What's the point of saying it? It would only cause panic."

"And after seeing Fang Jing, I became even less concerned."

"You have uncovered a new evolutionary direction for humanity."

"Allowing humans to directly harness energy."

"That is something I hadn't anticipated."

"And for humans to evolve this ability, the mist creature genes must play a crucial role, right?"

"So why should I speak out, speak out, and let others come to seize you?"

Shoot covertly, and the one who speaks says "no."

Silence, or silence.

Completely manipulated.

Yang Ping'an shouted in his mind, "Impressive, impressive, too impressive."

Is this top-level negotiation? Completely toying with the opponent at one's fingertips.

At the same time, he was also shocked by Fang Jing's uniqueness.

The think tank's speculation was confirmed by Yang Qing.

"We can hand Fang Jing over to you, and also make the related technology available to you."

"We can even tell you about this terrifying plan."

"However, we need a promise not to exterminate completely."

"The mist creatures were an accident, not entirely something we created."

"Their potential is great; they may be of great benefit to humanity."

Yang Qing nodded.

"I think so too."

"From now on, just cooperate properly."

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Fang Jing, instead glanced at Yang Ping'an and then relinquished control of the mech.

After Yang Qing left, the unknown entity also detached from Fang Jing's body.

After both parties left, Yang Ping'an stepped out of the mech again.

Then, with a complicated expression, he looked at Fang Jing.

Was she abandoned?

Fang Jing also looked at Yang Ping'an with a complicated expression.

She realized she was merely a tool, a tool used to lure members of the Yang Family.

No wonder she clung to Yang Ping'an as soon as she saw him; it was all that guy's doing.

What should she do, if they control her to assassinate members of the Yang Family, what then?

"Yang Ping'an, can you help me break free from their control?"

"If not, could you bind me? I don't want to become their tool for harming humanity."