Chapter 220: Experimental material?

Experimental material?

Hurried footsteps came from the corridor of the underground laboratory. Two gloomy-faced attendants were escorting an anxious-looking old man as they hurried toward the office.

Clearly, they had heard the massive commotion coming from the office.

The old man had a full head of silver hair, wore glasses, and had the appearance of an old pedant. In every sense, he looked like the person in charge of this laboratory.

The two attendants clearing the way in front of him, however, appeared somewhat mysterious. They were dressed in black, covering every inch of their skin, not even revealing their faces. Leather hoods covered their heads, revealing only their noses and eyes.

This attire was particularly strange in such a laboratory buried deep underground, because it was already hidden and empty here. Wrapping themselves so tightly in such a place was truly baffling.

The attendants' footsteps were fast. They pushed open the door one step ahead of the old man. The moment they opened the door, two identical chants recited in unison:

"The Inquisitor is above, the time for evidence collection has arrived.

All criminal evidence will be recorded, and all traces cannot be forged.

The suspect will identify themselves here, abandon pointless defense, and fall into wailing repentance.

Then!

Under the gaze of 【Order】......

There is no way to escape!"

The moment the chanting ended, two streams of white light spread rapidly toward the room, and before long, the entire office was frozen in place.

Under the influence of 【Order】, time seemed to have a slight stagnation.

And just at this moment, the old man stepped past the two Law-Enforcers and entered the room.

His gaze first flickered over the documents on the desk, then he looked up at the large hole in the ceiling, asking with a bewildered expression:

"This is......"

The moment he asked, the two Law-Enforcers had already flashed into the room to search everywhere. The Law-Enforcer on the left, whose skill gave him courage, jumped high and leaped into the black hole in the ceiling, groping upward along the traces.

The other attendant remained in place to investigate, and only after confirming that there was no one in the room did he reply with a deep frown:

"Mr. Serius, there are no traces of disturbance around, but the collapse of the ceiling is clearly man-made. The laboratory walls would never be shaken like this by the aftermath of an explosion, especially since enough time has passed since the explosion.

I suspect that the intruder did not dare to jump down after discovering the laboratory and has already returned the way they came. Please rest assured, the ruins have not been cleared, and even if experimental data were lost, it would never be leaked outside.

That lord is already handling the uncontrollable experimental materials, and we will also ensure that not a single person slips into the laboratory from here.

I will guard here until others come to investigate everything; you may return first to continue your experiments.

Please rest assured, that lord will ensure the absolute safety of this place."

Serius took another look at the experimental data on the table, nodded solemnly, and then left with his hands behind his back.

Not long after he left, the attendant who had infiltrated the ceiling retreated the same way. The moment he landed, he said to his companion:

"Someone indeed infiltrated, though I don't know if it was experimental material or our old friend. This person has great perseverance, digging for a long time beneath the ruins to reach here without turning, seemingly having positioning means, but their technique for digging holes is amateurish, looking more like a... knight who can endure hardship.

I hope it isn't our friend Glind; I hope he has retreated in the face of difficulty.

But......

Sigh, I still feel it might be......

Because the air is filled with rich thunder elements; these are the traces after thunder punishment.

What did you find here, Mr. Serius, he......

Hmm? Figol, why aren't you speaking? This isn't like you."

The attendant turned to look at his companion in confusion, only to find that his companion had long since removed his leather hood, revealing that head of golden, silky hair.

"!!!"

"Figol, how could you take off... here..."

Before he could finish, his pupils shrank violently, and he retreated rapidly.

But it was too late, because "Figol" had already plunged a dagger into his lower abdomen!

"You......"

The attendant staggered back in pain. He stared in disbelief at this companion who had betrayed him, and just as he was about to open his mouth to invoke the punitive power of 【Order】, he discovered that another person had suddenly appeared behind him!

A person shaped like plasticine.

This rubber man pressed tightly against his back without a sound, and then a pair of arms as sticky as snakes instantly strangled his neck, preventing him from uttering another syllable.

"Uh... uh..."

Seeing this, "Figol" smiled and walked to his front, conjuring a poker card with a mouth drawn on it from thin air, and carefully sticking it onto his forehead.

"Let me reintroduce myself, my name is Li Wu, I am a......

Magician."

After speaking, Li Wu snapped his fingers, turning the dagger stuck in the attendant's heart back into another poker card and quickly putting it away.

This set of silky combos was so pleasing to the eye; the only pity was that the protagonist in the center of the stage was a magician, not a clown.

So the clown was sour.

"Are you done showing off? Can we start asking now?"

Cheng Shi, who had watched the whole process from the shadows in the corner, felt a pain in his eggs and sucked his teeth, standing up.

Li Wu's face, which had been quite elegant just a moment ago, instantly became ugly because of this sentence. He sighed helplessly and silently gave up his position.

"Cheng Shi, it's your time now."

"Tsk, why so reluctant? We agreed that I'd return your freedom and you'd do things for me. Business is clearly priced; neither of us loses out, right? You're right, brother Gao San."

Gao San's head, along with the prisoner helmet, clung to the attendant's neck like a shrinking octopus head. Although his expression couldn't be seen, one could tell from his tone alone that he was similarly quite helpless at this moment.

"Can you hurry up? I don't have much mental power."

Cheng Shi rubbed his nose innocently and said: "I'm a priest, how could I let my teammate's mental power be depleted?"

Heh, teammate? Priest?

A teammate who uses thunder to strike people upon meeting?

A priest with semi-artifact-level output?

You guess if I believe you?

Gao San rolled his eyes silently and said no more.

Any of the four living people in this room could be teammates with each other, even players and NPCs could be teammates, but you, Cheng Shi, could never be teammates with anyone!

At least not sincere teammates.

Of course, he couldn't curse out loud; after all, one was under someone else's roof, but he could still spray a mouthful in his heart.

Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows and looked at Gao San, nodding thoughtfully: "I feel like you're cursing me, but I have no evidence. Don't ever let me find evidence, otherwise, tsk tsk tsk..."

"......"

Gao San wisely shut his mouth, and when he stopped making noise, Cheng Shi—oh no, the clown's performance began on schedule.

He walked to the attendant who was being strangled by Gao San, slowly drew the tip of a scalpel across the attendant's heart, and smiled kindly:

"I ask, you answer. If you get it wrong, you die. Understand?"

The attendant's pupils shrank violently, clearly very afraid, but he didn't nod, nor did he make a sound.

"Very well, I like interrogations that are challenging. I hope your faith can remain this firm for what's to come. So, let's begin.

First question, the experimental material you just mentioned... what is it?" ===== CHAPTER 221 =====