Even assuming he did not possess such high Mental Clarity, Su Wen would most likely have been instantly overwhelmed by those vast, distorted memories.
But now,
everything remained within the limits of what he could endure:
He saw the operating tables gleaming with Cold Light in the laboratory, saw the twisted bodies of experimental subjects altered with draconic Gene Modification as their nerves burned,
and saw the eerie fluorescence emitted by the Gene Chains fusing within the Cultivation Pods.
The fluorescent tubes above the modification chambers gave off a dying hum,
while researchers in radiation suits poured gene solution glowing with Cold Light into the Cultivation Pods.
The instant that green liquid touched human flesh, the test subjects bound to the metal racks suddenly convulsed violently,
their spinal bones piercing through their backs as countless translucent membrane wings grew from them.
Those images
were exactly identical to the cultivation logs for second-generation draconic embryos he had first intercepted from the Tidal research institute when he encountered Klosan on the Jupiter Islands.
Su Wen's pupils abruptly contracted.
Even
within this man's fragmented memories,
he caught sight of the emblem of the Leis Angton Biological Laboratory on the collar of a researcher who turned around.
"So those bastards really weren't abandoned by Wall Street that easily."
He said slowly,
"It's time to settle the score with this trash."
Su Wen felt that after his upcoming trip to Tokyo, he might need to meet Caroline again.
But even more suffocating was another memory fragment he witnessed:
From Helan-Queens's perspective, reflected in the glass of a Cultivation Pod, he saw a prison not far from the one he remembered.
Inside an even more terrifying cage,
countless silver chains bound a girl of fourteen or fifteen.
Her flaxen hair was tangled into knots, while innumerable