More Secrets

More Secrets

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"We found him. The target has joined a company, but it's a private company. Here is the company's detailed information." A Golden Hair youth said as he took out a document.

The bald man looked at the paper document and immediately realized the severity of the situation. After opening it, he sucked in a cold breath. "That company?"

"Yes, Supervisor. Anzhijie Service Company, one of the three giants of the Gray Area. They often handle things that celebrities, politicians, and wealthy people find inconvenient to deal with, but they never cross into the black zone," the youth said.

"What have you people been doing? When did the target begin showing abnormal reactions?" The Supervisor's scalp tingled when he heard this. No one knew who might be backing organizations that did dirty work for politicians.

"The target was assigned the lowest observation level. His medical examination report from half a year ago showed no issues at all. In another three months, when he turns twenty, observation will be completely discontinued. If the target's wristwatch monitoring data hadn't gone missing, almost none of us would ever have seen any of his data again," the youth explained with solid reasoning.

Bald Head asked again, "What was the success rate among that batch of test subjects back then?"

"None. Not a single successful case. There was, however, a 12.4% mortality rate." The youth shook his head.

Bald Head looked at Yang Bo in the virtual image and tapped a finger. A string of data appeared, and more than 50% of it was marked red.

Bald Head's headache worsened. Red data meant that the person's current behavior was completely different from before. The normal green data came from wristwatch monitoring—heartbeat, pulse, and so on.

Only then did the youth say, "There's some good news. The target hasn't signed a formal employment contract with An Zhi Jie yet. There is still one day left in his probation period."

"Find a way to stop him from joining them. Get me a plan as soon as possible," Bald Head Supervisor said immediately.

"Yes." The youth promptly went to make preparations.

Bald Head carefully studied Yang Bo in the virtual image, then looked at the glaring Big Data display beside it, frowning deeply. According to the Big Data statistics, the target's average speaking frequency per hour had also dropped. Recently, it had almost reached zero. In other words, he hardly spoke at all while in his room.

"There's a problem." Bald Head watched Yang Bo silently work. Although Yang Bo had tidied up the room according to the Intelligent System's suggestions,

the Intelligent System had flagged the carpet as a potential danger more than five times, yet the target had not replaced it. That was abnormal. Extremely abnormal.

Bald Head carefully reviewed Yang Bo's current data but found no signs of Gene Evolution.

"Should we arrange an accident and get him into a hospital so we can obtain his complete data? The equipment provided by the government can't detect energy?" Bald Head rubbed his chin. The government-provided equipment was strictly regulated, so it lacked energy-detection capabilities.

Meanwhile, Yang Bo, working at home, forced himself to calm down. He had worked for others in his previous life under conditions even worse than this. Over time, he had become somewhat numb to it. Now, he clung to that same mindset.

After finishing the cleanup, Yang Bo moved a chair over and sat behind the floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at the spaceport in the sky, a circular ring like a dazzling Ring.

His mind was occupied with what Wu Bing had said today. How dark was this world? What kinds of creatures lurked within the Starry Sky? As for the things Wu Bing had mentioned, Yang Bo had not searched for them. The world he had lived in during his previous life had been so underdeveloped, yet searching for certain things could still draw the attention of certain organizations. This place was even more so.

He thought of the ability he had gained. Killing ordinary animals gives +1, while this D-Class monster fish gave +4. Does that mean ordinary ones are 1, E-Rank ones are 2, D-Class ones are 4, and C-Class ones are 8, doubling each time?

I should verify it sometime. Also, is my transmigrator benefit incomplete, or have I simply not fully developed it yet?

Then how do I develop my transmigrator benefit? Yang Bo began calculating in his heart.

And what exactly is this ancient martial arts faction of Gene Evolution?

I'll ask carefully tomorrow. With his mind full of worries, he could not fall asleep no matter what.

Bald Head Supervisor was also awake. Looking at the submitted plan, he saw that, for certain confidentiality reasons, much of the material on his side was handwritten on paper. Too many traces would be left online.

"This plan won't work." Bald Head looked at the youth and shook his head.

Hearing this, the youth said, "According to Big Data, the target likes games and the actress Li Aido. His greatest wish is to buy a robot identical to Li Aido's."

"As for games, the companies involved rank higher than ours. There's no way around that, so we can only start with this actress," the youth continued.

Bald Head looked at the game Yang Bo liked. It was made by a subsidiary of one of the top ten companies in all humanity. That company was so powerful that if its intelligent filming devices detected footage from one of its games, they would automatically censor it. Otherwise, one could just wait for bankruptcy.

Bald Head's scalp tingled as well. This involved an entertainment company, which was beyond what his authority could handle. After thinking for a moment, Bald Head said, "How about arranging an accident directly?"

"No problem, but the price will definitely be high."

"But, Supervisor, if anything goes wrong, our department will bear primary responsibility. And the previous plan would require approval from higher-ups..." the youth said in a low voice.

Bald Head's heart skipped a beat. A company was a company, and employees were employees. If something truly happened, the company would definitely deny responsibility. Then he would probably be...

"Besides, Supervisor, the target's abnormality has little to do with us. But if an accident involving the target implicates the company, will those people at the company make us take the blame?" the youth continued.

"I'll report it immediately." Bald Head agreed with the youth's words.

Yang Bo could not sleep at home. He had absorbed too much today, and this room no longer felt like home. It felt more like a prison cell.

The next day, Yang Bo entered the company looking somewhat unwell. Wu Bing led him into a room, and before entering, they first removed their wristwatches.

"Have you thought it over? I can lend you some money to buy a house." Seeing Yang Bo's poor complexion, Wu Bing got straight to the point.

"Brother Wu, I find what you said a little hard to believe. You said those celebrities and politicians don't have chips. Could it be that none of those celebrities and politicians are Gene Evolvers?" Yang Bo rubbed his forehead and asked.

Wu Bing shook his head. "Of course not. They're all very strong."

"Then how did they become Gene Evolvers?" That was what Yang Bo really wanted to ask.

"Yang Bo, your thinking has gone down the wrong path. Why can't they simply use Gene Serum without needing Biochips?" Wu Bing said with a chuckle.

Yang Bo was stunned. How had he not thought of that? "There are many ways for these people to become Gene Evolvers. The first is using Gene Serum, the second is ancient martial arts, and the third is certain secret arts."

"There's no need to discuss Gene Evolution Serum. The Gene Serum used by those celebrities and politicians is definitely manufactured by their own families."

"You can make Gene Serum yourself? Isn't that illegal?"

"Making Gene Serum isn't illegal. Manufacturing and selling genes for profit is illegal. It's also illegal if Gene Serum causes serious harm to others. But making it for your own use isn't illegal," Wu Bing continued.