Morning Star Research Institute

Morning Star Research Institute

Around the young woman, some people had already begun to stir. This was a corner of the Slum Area, which had always been the most chaotic and violence-ridden part of any large Shelter. At a time like this, no one would pay attention.

The young woman raised the Revolver in her hand. "Don't come any closer! Whoever comes over, I'll shoot!"

A group of Thugs who roamed the line between life and death, licking blood from knife edges, did not take the young woman seriously at all. But the Revolver in her hand had been specially modified and was immensely powerful.

None of them wanted to be the first bird to stick its head out.

At that moment, a shrill voice rang out. "There are no bullets in her gun!"

Whether someone was deliberately stirring up trouble and sending a companion to his death, or had truly spotted the problem with the woman's gun, the situation was about to spiral out of control in an instant!

The young woman bit down hard on her lip and kept backing away. Her voluptuous body trembled uncontrollably. Suddenly!

A solidly built middle-aged man quietly circled around behind her.

He moved without a sound. His triangular eyes were as venomous as a snake's. Reaching the young woman's back, he abruptly raised the butt of the carbine in his hand and swung it toward the back of her head! She was not a combatant with professional training, and by the time she noticed the wind behind her, it was already too late.

Bang! A piercing gunshot rang out.

The triangular-eyed middle-aged man was blasted backward. Blood and fragments of skull sprayed through the air, his face reduced to a mangled mess of flesh! The seven or eight rough, burly men present immediately went on guard.

But before they could react, dense gunfire erupted all around them.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat! Intense firepower burst forth, the muzzle flashes glaring beneath the dim lights.

"Fuck! Who is it?!" someone roared, only for a brass bullet to blow his head apart the moment the words left his mouth.

The brawny old man at the head of the group reacted the fastest. He instantly dropped to the ground and sought out an abandoned car for cover.

But suddenly, he saw a fist-sized fireball fly straight toward his face.

It should have been an unavoidable attack, yet a sharp gleam flashed through the brawny old man's eyes.

His whole body became as nimble as an ape as he launched himself backward! Though he dodged the fireball by the narrowest margin, it still grazed his face, burning it open in a ghastly mess of torn flesh.

Before the brawny old man could react, a flash of cold light shot through the air and pierced straight through his head! The seven or eight battle-hardened, ferocious brutes suffered devastating casualties within only a few breaths.

The young woman covered her mouth and leaned against the wall, her face full of shock. Her full breasts rose and fell sharply as she breathed in quick gasps.

Then she turned and saw a handsome young man rush out from the shadows, a thick-backed, thin-bladed Cleaving Knife in his hand.

With one savage slash, he chopped off the head of a burly man whose shoulder had been wounded and was bleeding nonstop. His movements were clean and decisive as he kicked the headless corpse to the ground.

The blade rose and fell. Another burly man's arm flew through the air, his Uzi Submachine Gun dropping to the ground with it. Then, with another clean stroke, the young man severed his head and ended the fight.

In the blink of an eye, all seven or eight experienced, powerfully built men had been killed!

The young woman stared at the youth in astonishment.

There was a heroic air between his brows, and his bearing was ethereal, untouched by the dust of the world. Tall and straight, dressed in a Camouflage Uniform, he resembled a nimble leopard.

Before the young woman could speak, the youth coldly asked, "Are you really a researcher from the Morning Star Research Institute?"

To Chen Wang, after spending so much effort killing those experienced gunmen, what truly moved him was the woman's identity as a researcher from the Morning Star Research Institute.

Bai Yao hurriedly said, "That's right. I really am a researcher from the Morning Star Research Institute. If you can take me back, I'll definitely repay you well!"

Naturally, Chen Wang knew the status of the research institute. He said coldly, "You have one sentence to convince me. Why would someone from the research institute come to Qiongqi Mining's Shelter?"

A vicious gleam shot from his eyes. The dense killing intent from slaughtering several people in succession was enough to make one shudder.

Bai Yao's heart sank. She suspected that if her answer displeased this young man, he would chop off her head the very next moment. She hurriedly explained, "People from the Church attacked one of Apocalypse Armaments' Shelters. Everyone was killed. I was a researcher assigned there for an exchange, and I was the only one who escaped."

Chen Wang raised an eyebrow. The Church?

The first person he had killed after coming to this world had been a fanatic believer of the Church.

The Church was a fanatical organization independent of the Three Great Powers, dedicated to overthrowing their rule.

It had previously operated underground, but he had not expected it to attack the Shelters of Apocalypse Armaments, one of the Three Great Powers.

Chen Wang's gaze remained calm as he glanced at Bai Yao and said in a deep voice, "I want second- and third-order Gene Serum. If there's a way, I can help you."

First-order serum could still be bought on the market if one had money, but second-order serum was difficult to obtain, while third-order serum was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

That was why Chen Wang placed such importance on this researcher from the Morning Star Research Institute.

The young woman looked at Chen Wang and said softly, "I have a way. I have a second-order serum, Eagle Eye, on me. Take me back to the Morning Star Research Institute, and I'll apply for a Third Order Genetic Potion for you."

Chen Wang smiled. "Deal."

Just as Chen Wang was making the deal with the young woman, a voice suddenly came over the broadcast. "Attention, Shelter residents receiving this message! This is Qiongqi Mining! The Church has attacked all Apocalypse Armaments Shelters in the Eastern District. The research institutes have all been wiped out, and they are currently hunting down Apocalypse Armaments fugitives outside! The Shelters are temporarily sealed. No one is permitted to leave!"

"Attention, Shelter residents receiving this message! This is Qiongqi Mining! The Church has attacked all Apocalypse Armaments Shelters in the Eastern District..."

The broadcast repeated for at least three minutes before finally stopping. The young woman's fair face turned extremely ugly, her expression complicated as she pressed her lips tightly together.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at the young man across from her. He was watching her with a faint, knowing smile.

Her heart tightened, and a bad feeling rose within her.

Chen Wang spread his hands and smiled. "Still want to continue the deal?"

When facing those Thugs earlier, Bai Yao had been afraid, but she had still managed to stay calm.

Yet beneath the deep gaze of this young man, she could not help feeling intimidated.

She swallowed and tried her best to remain composed. "Third-order genetic enhancement serum cannot be bought on the market at all. Even if you join the Three Great Powers, it would be difficult to obtain. But I can help you."

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