Gray Serpent picked up the agent and left the laboratory, taking the elevator from underground to the top floor without encountering any obstruction.
The meeting room doors opened before him as well.
"The agent's development was successful."
Old Master Yu's face was ashen as he hurriedly tried to shove the oxygen machine beneath the table, but it was already too late. Gray Serpent gave a mechanical cough, signaling that there was no need for such behavior.
"From today onward, you will gain biological immortality. Celebrate."
"Cough, cough, cough."
Old Master Yu coughed and asked weakly, "Before the experiment begins, would it be convenient to tell me how old Mr. Serpent is?"
"Counting from the year I was reborn, one thousand five hundred years old."
This was not his secret. Besides, secrets were useless to a dead man.
He could no longer be bothered to pretend.
A miniature cannon appeared on Gray Serpent's shoulder. The closed-circuit surveillance was temporarily shut down. As he walked forward, bodies hidden in the shadows fell out one after another, silently.
As though bitten by venomous snakes, they had died.
"Y-you... you?!"
"Don't speak. Calm yourself. Just experience this moment."
Gray Serpent silently injected him with Agent α.
The battered body had fallen unconscious even before the injection. He was too old; his heart had already been beating at its limit, like an old engine sputtering a few times before abruptly stalling.
"A heart attack?"
After encountering the Venerable Lord's sword, Gray Serpent felt that he had become much more reckless.
That was not necessarily a bad thing.
Gray Serpent said gloomily, "For the few seconds after the heart stops, one can still be considered alive. Take the agent and provide me with some valuable experimental data."
Dusk was approaching.
The sun cast down its final