Chapter 233: Divine Nature Born in Evil

Farrell heard Raymond's final self-introduction, his body jerking violently, his face turning pale.

He thought of the recent serial murders targeting Song Company, and even he, always confident to the point of arrogance, his voice trembled slightly.

"Raymond, this joke isn't funny."

Raymond looked at Farrell with a half-smile. "Smart Manager Farrell, you should know I'm not joking."

This answer shattered Farrell's composure.

He could accept being schemed against by other managers, could accept falling on the path upward—but he could not accept dying at the hands of some random killer.

"Raymond, are you mad? Why abandon your position as Morez's assistant and target Song Company?"

Raymond pulled a chair and placed it opposite Farrell, sat down, and spoke calmly:

"Because I'm a resident of Sid Town. Is that reason enough?"

Upon hearing Raymond's answer, Farrell did not surrender—he grew agitated.

"The Sid Town incident wasn't done by our management layer, and wasn't even done by Song Company to begin with. Even if you seek revenge, why target Song Company?"

These words instantly caught Raymond's attention. He leapt from his chair, stepped to Farrell's side, and seized his collar.

"Then who did?"

Farrell's face flushed red from strain as he said:

"I happened to hear about it—Schulz spent a huge sum on the military to promote high-energy weapons. After learning about Song Company's operations, the military and the Investigation Bureau devised the Failed Monster Deployment Plan."

"The former head of the Investigation Bureau was Mo Ke, now a Level Nine Partner at Song Company."

Raymond narrowed his eyes and released his grip on Farrell's neck.

"Answer a few questions for me. Based on your answers, I'll decide whether to kill you."

Farrell seized this lifeline. "Ask anything—I'll answer everything I know."

Raymond didn't speak first. Instead, he looked toward Wu Chang's true self.

Their questions would progress step by step; when Raymond asked, it would mark the final point of everything.

Wu Chang stared at Farrell and asked the question that had long haunted him.

"What conspiracy is Song Company planning?"

Farrell responded with a blank expression: "Can you be more specific? I don't understand what you mean."

Wu Chang: "I'll give you a hint: 32."

Hearing Wu Chang's number, Farrell could no longer pretend ignorance—his expression froze.

He hadn't expected Raymond and his allies to know so much about Song Company's internal affairs. Only the top-performing Level Seven supervisors even knew this number.

No wonder Raymond had been so successful assassinating Song Company executives—he had a high-ranking mole inside the company.

How did Personnel Department's fools conduct background checks when hiring?

Farrell had no time to curse Personnel Department. Facing Wu Chang and Raymond, who were growing impatient, he forced himself to speak:

"About what you're asking—I don't know much. I only know the countdown relates to a plan called Hymn. But the full details of Hymn are known only to Level Nine Partners and wealthy elites like Morez."

He looked at Raymond. "If you want the full details of the Hymn Plan, you should kidnap Morez—not me."

Raymond looked at Wu Chang and nodded. "He's telling the truth."

Raymond's ability, beyond inducing hypnosis, could discern truth from falsehood based on the target's physiological state—more precise than a lie detector.

However, his lie-detection only worked if his hypnosis could affect the target. For Wu Chang, who was immune to hypnosis, he couldn't judge truth or falsehood—but testing Farrell was more than sufficient.

Farrell's answers were clear. At first glance, there was no trace of selective disclosure, confirming his rank was too low to access Hymn Plan's core content.

Wu Chang continued:

"You must know where the Transmutation Site for Prime Weaponry is. You've led people there so many times—you're not going to claim you don't know the way, are you?"

Fire blazed in Farrell's eyes. There was a traitor—absolutely a traitor!

Only a Level Eight manager could know where to take someone for Prime Weaponry transmutation.

Those bastards, to eliminate him, had even allied with Song Company Hunters.

At this moment, the faces of every other Level Eight manager in Farrell's mind twisted into evil, grotesque shapes—except Xiao En's.

Because before yesterday, Xiao En had never even seen a prototype of Prime Weaponry, let alone known any secrets about it.

Their plan was meticulous, and even more ruthless than his—but they had still missed one move.

Farrell said: "I don't know where you got your intel, but I'm sorry—I truly don't know."

"I can only tell you this: after applying for Prime Weaponry transmutation, a special shuttle appears in the company's underground garage. The shuttle is specially modified—once inside, all electronic devices are shielded, and no one can determine direction, including me."

"Besides Schulz, only two people know its true location. Both are Level Nine Partners: the lab's Chief Technical Director, and Mo Ke, head of the Anquan Force—the same Mo Ke who devised the plan that destroyed Sid Town."

Wu Chang frowned at Raymond. Raymond shook his head. "He's telling the truth."

Wu Chang hissed. He wanted to ask Raymond whether his ability was even reliable—but through intuition, he detected no anomaly in Farrell's answer.

This kid, desperate to live, seemed to be speaking nothing but truth.

Wu Chang shrugged. He had asked everything he needed to. Now it was Raymond's turn.

As Raymond stepped forward, Farrell grew visibly tense.

He still remembered Raymond's recent cases clearly: over a dozen executions, no struggle, no hesitation, every kill a single fatal strike.

Raymond really killed Song Company executives.

While Wu Chang questioned him, Raymond had already prepared his own list of questions.

"How do I re-enter the Second Laboratory?"

Farrell fell silent. He expected Raymond's questions to be sharp—but not this sharp.

After a pause, he said: "With authorization from the Chairman and at least two Partners, or by using an access card belonging to someone already authorized."

Raymond: "For example?"

Farrell grimaced: "Level Nine Partners—or me."

Lei Mengde nodded in satisfaction. "Then can you lend me your identity card?"

If he lent out his identity card, he would surely be purged later—but if he didn't, he would die right now.

At Lei Mengde's request, Farrell's face twisted in agonized conflict; after a long internal struggle, he said, "My identity card is in my jacket pocket. The authorization code is six zeros. After you enter it, you can use my card to access the Second Laboratory."

Wu Chang, standing nearby, couldn't help muttering, "You set your password this carelessly?"

Farrell defended himself: "Don't underestimate six zeros—the Federation president once set the nuclear launch code to six zeros too."

Seeing Lei Mengde take the identity card from his pocket, Farrell feared the man would act fast and cut the bridge behind him, so he added quickly:

"My identity card is a special one authorized by the chairman. It's bound to my Life Crystal. If I die, this card becomes invalid."

"Once you sneak into the laboratory, take what you need, and don't kill me, the time Saint Song spends searching for me will be enough for you to leave Wildo City—or do whatever else you want."

When Farrell handed over the identity card, he looked reluctant, as if he'd endured fierce internal conflict.

In truth, when he first heard Lei Mengde's request, he nearly laughed out loud.

He knew Saint Song Hunters' modus operandi well: revealing secrets wouldn't save his life—this identity card was his lifeline.

And it was a straightforward ploy.

Since Lei Mengde once infiltrated the Second Laboratory, its encryption system had been completely upgraded; without authorization, entry was absolutely impossible.

!

For Lei Mengde to re-enter the laboratory, he needed Farrell's identity card—and to use that card, he couldn't let Farrell die.

But this was only the first step.

If Lei Mengde and his group truly used his card to enter the Second Laboratory without prior reservation, it would trigger a hidden alarm.

The system would verify the entrant's identity and rapidly scan their movement zones over the past twenty-four hours to confirm whether the entry was legitimate.

Once the hidden alarm triggered, Saint Song's system could use his Life Crystal to lock onto his true location—sending a rescue team while trapping the intruders inside the laboratory.

If Lei Mengde forced him to enter the Second Laboratory together, it would be even easier: as long as they were on Saint Song's territory, the company had a thousand ways to rescue him.

Lei Mengde appeared not to notice Farrell's hidden thoughts. He tucked away the identity card and asked his second question.

"At the deepest part of the Second Laboratory, there's a special zone connected to it. I once saw disqualified monsters sent there for storage. How can I get inside?"

With his scheme complete, Farrell still feigned trembling fear, but inside, he had already relaxed.

"Deep within the Second Laboratory, we call it the Nest. My identity card cannot enter the Nest. Access to the Nest requires the same authorization as access to Prime Armaments. Among the Level Nine Partners, only the Chief Technologist and Mo Ke hold the corresponding permissions."

After speaking, Farrell felt he was gradually escaping the death trap and gaining control. He looked at Lei Mengde and chose to strike first:

"You say you're from Sid Village, and your enemy isn't Saint Song—it's Mo Ke. Saint Song's reputation over recent years has been mostly ruined by Mo Ke. If you want to deal with Mo Ke, I can help you lure him out."

"I've answered all your questions, cooperated fully with your demands, and even agreed to help you against Mo Ke. I've shown you my utmost sincerity. I hope you won't treat me as an enemy—but as an ally."

Lei Mengde nodded. "An ally? I believe we will be allies."

"But before becoming allies, some small preparations are still needed."

Lei Mengde turned and left the room, leaving only Wu Chang and Farrell behind.

Farrell suddenly felt a pang of dread. He stared at Wu Chang and asked, "Where is he going?"

Wu Chang replied in a strange tone, "He's going to prepare you to become an ally."

Farrell: "What is he preparing?"

Wu Chang: "You'll find out soon."

A few minutes later, Lei Mengde returned to the room, holding a complex cylindrical device.

On its side was a vial of serum; through the transparent tube, the liquid glowed with a sinister black hue.

Just by its color, no one would associate it with injection—it would seem like untreated wastewater from a heavily polluted factory.

Seeing the cylindrical device and the black serum, Farrell became wildly agitated. He struggled violently, trying to break free of his restraints.

He recognized the device in Lei Mengde's hands—it was the instrument that transforms humans into disqualified monsters!

Wu Chang, like a nurse restraining a child refusing a shot, pinned Farrell down and held him firmly in the chair.

Meanwhile, Lei Mengde inserted Farrell's hand into the device's slot and said:

"While you were unconscious, I adjusted the parameters based on your bodily traits. You needn't worry about failure. Once the transformation is complete, we'll be allies."

Farrell's body was held fast, unable to struggle—but his mouth still moved.

He shouted, "You can't do this! I've cooperated fully! Why? I'm still useful! You still need my identity card to enter the Second Laboratory!"

Lei Mengde paused his motion, looking at Farrell with puzzlement.

"The lab for Prime Armament transformation? We need Mo Ke. To obtain access to the Nest? We need Mo Ke. To enter the Second Laboratory? We can use Mo Ke's permissions. Even to avenge Sid Village? We still need Mo Ke."

"If Mo Ke can solve every problem, what use are you?"

Farrell, desperate, cried out, "Don't kill me! I can help you fight Mo Ke—"

Before Farrell could finish, Lei Mengde activated the device.

The cylindrical device whirred to life, deploying dozens of fine needles that pierced Farrell's arm. Instantly, the black serum flooded into his body.

As the black serum entered, Farrell's body began swelling irregularly—some parts shrinking, others degenerating.

Swelling, deformation, and degeneration alternated relentlessly, gradually stripping his form of humanity.

In Tian Guijie's resentment, the transformation phase ended there.

Now, witnessing Farrell's transformation into a disqualified monster, Wu Chang saw for the first time how a human could be remade into a being touched by divinity.

He widened his eyes, staring at the scene before him, and soon discerned the truth.

Farrell's transformation wasn't caused purely by the black serum—the serum was merely an auxiliary, more like a trigger awakening something already within him.

That thing was far darker, far filthier than the serum; merely glancing at it induced nausea.

It came from humanity itself. To Wu Chang, it felt similar to the Seven Deadly Sins he'd seen on Briver Island during the Silent Town instance.

The black substance within Farrell was not the Seven Deadly Sins—it was heavier, more concentrated, like the distilled essence of human evil.

Yet from this overwhelming, nauseating evil—this corruption that made one recoil at a glance—Wu Chang saw divinity being born.

The birth of divinity captivated him, leaving him mesmerized.

That state of a deity coming into being from nothingness gave him immense inspiration, drawing him into a profound and ineffable state of enlightenment.

He had a premonition that if he could thoroughly comprehend the birth of this divinity, he would need neither rewards from the system nor external seeds of divinity — he could, through his own efforts, condense a divinity that belonged to him.

He was enthralled by the birth of divinity and wanted to watch a while longer, but Farell could no longer hold on.

As the transformation of divinity came to an abrupt halt, Farell's consciousness completely dissipated.

At the same time, the blood-colored death message 【Kill Farell】 surfaced before Wu Chang, then slowly faded away.

(End of this chapter)