Technology Research Institute.
Feng Qi stood bare-chested over the washbasin, continuously vomiting blood.
The aftereffects of the biochemical modifications had grown increasingly severe during this time.
He felt that he would not be able to hold on much longer. He was now relying entirely on willpower to keep himself going.
But his body had also given him clear feedback that it could no longer function normally.
He turned on the tap and washed away the shocking bloodstains in the basin before raising his head to look into the mirror.
His reflection was deathly pale, his body covered in scars, his eyes bloodshot. Even his hair had nearly all fallen out due to the aftereffects of the biochemical modifications, leaving him looking savage and wretched.
After rinsing his mouth, he straightened up.
He went to the bedroom, changed into a black uniform, then used a hat to cover his head.
After leaving the room, he turned to the right and discovered that the shadowy figure had arrived at some unknown time.
Its features could not be seen. Only crimson eyes were visible in the darkness.
"Can you still hold on?"
"I'm fine."
"Every member of the institute's inner circle has their own pursuits, which is why they can be used by me. I can satisfy their desires, whether it is longevity, health, money, and so on... But you are an exception."
After saying that, the shadow fell silent for a moment before continuing.
"You are evil through and through, and you are also my favorite warrior in the institute."
"I'll take that as a compliment." Feng Qi grinned viciously.
"What a pity. I had originally wanted to nurture you, but I never expected you to be so ruthless toward yourself. You actually chose to undergo biochemical modification just to climb to