Welcome to...Douluo Continent!

Half an hour later.

The streets within a two-kilometer radius were completely sealed off, yellow-and-black caution tape—the kind only seen in anti-terrorism drills—strung up everywhere.

Dozens of unmarked black off-road vehicles surrounded the police station in an impenetrable cordon, and two silent drones circled overhead in the sky.

And at the center of this storm—the police station cafeteria.

Su Yun sat in a specially raised child's chair, both hands clutching an Orleans-style roasted chicken leg, his mouth slick with grease.

Several botanists in white lab coats gathered around the stainless steel thermos Su Yun had just brought back.

"Well? Is it some kind of miracle drug?"

Professor Li stood to the side, craning his neck, his tone brimming with anticipation.

"Will it extend your lifespan if you eat it?"

The lead botanist, Professor Wang, adjusted his glasses and stared at the data on the screen. Though his voice was excited, his analysis remained objective.

"You're overthinking it. Based on the cellular structure, the nutritional value of this stuff is about the same as roadside dog-tail grass. The fibers are even coarser, and the texture might be worse than lettuce."

Professor Li's face fell with disappointment.

"Huh? So it's just a pile of worthless weeds?"

"No—that's what makes it astonishing!"

Professor Wang spun around, waving the report sheet in his hand.

"Its chloroplast structure and cell wall arrangement are completely different from any plant existing on Earth, or even in the fossil record! This is irrefutable biological proof of an extraterrestrial species! It confirms the existence of an ecosystem with an independent evolutionary tree!"

Though it lacked miraculous effects, those two words—extraterrestrial species—were enough to ignite a fiery gleam in the eyes of every official present.

Just then, the cafeteria door swung open.

A burly middle-aged man in plain clothes, radiating an aura of iron and blood, strode in with long steps.

He glanced at Su Yun, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, and without any preamble, pulled out a chair and sat down across from him.

Since Su Yun was perched on a child's high chair, their eyes met at the same level.

"I'm Lei Zhan, head of the Security Special Operations Unit. You can call me Uncle Lei, or Commander Lei."

Lei Zhan's voice was low and forceful, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"The DNA comparison results are in. You are indeed Su Yun, who went missing six years ago. Science may struggle to explain why you've shrunk, but that door says it all."

Hearing that the DNA matched, Su Yun was a bit surprised.

He'd always assumed he'd undergone a soul transmigration, not realizing it was his physical body that had crossed over.

Lei Zhan tapped the table. "But you say you want to go back?"

"Yes."

Su Yun pulled out a napkin and wiped his mouth, his small face instantly turning serious.

"My martial soul is a door. As long as I stay on this side, my soul power is constantly draining away to maintain the coordinate anchor between the two planes."

"Even though I have Innate Full Soul Power and a longer mana pool than most, I can't withstand this kind of hemorrhage every second."

He glanced at the clock on the wall, his tone growing urgent.

"If my soul power runs out here on Earth, not only will this door close forever, but I might also suffer backlash from my martial soul—life or death unknown."

"What support do you need?"

Su Yun stretched out a small, childish hand.

"A gun. I want a Type 92, with plenty of ammo. There are soul beasts over there that eat people."

"Nonsense!"

Before Lei Zhan could respond, the weapons expert beside him jumped in.

"Kid, the recoil on a Type 92 is no joke. At your age, your bones haven't fully developed yet. One shot and your wrist will snap! A taser or pepper spray would be more your speed."

Su Yun sighed and hopped down from the chair.

"I knew you wouldn't believe me."

He walked to a corner of the cafeteria, where several solid wood dining tables had been stacked up to clear space.

Su Yun took a deep breath, channeling the surging power of his tenth-level soul force throughout his body.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, this little cutie, barely over a meter tall, grabbed the leg of the bottom table with one hand.

"Hah!"

A childish, milky grunt.

Then—a scene that made everyone's eyes nearly pop out—

That solid wood square table, weighing dozens of pounds, along with the two chairs stacked on top of it, was lifted cleanly over his head with one hand!

And still, without changing his expression, he even gave it a little shake.

"This..."

The police equipment expert's jaw dropped so far it nearly hit his feet.

"The energy system in that world is called soul power."

Su Yun set the table back down, his face not flushed and his breathing steady, as he dusted off his hands.

"I have Innate Full Soul Power. Even though I don't have a soul ring yet, this body has been tempered by soul power, making it stronger than an adult man's physique. Now, can I have the gun?"

Lei Zhan's eyes flashed with sharp insight, and he made the call on the spot.

"Give it to him! Equip him with two base loads of ammunition!"

Just then, a technician who had been debugging a device on the side suddenly interjected.

"Captain Lei, hold on. Since we're sending him back, we have to solve the communication problem. We just ran an experiment."

The technician pointed to the corner where the door, which had automatically closed due to time running out, was located.

"Right before the door closed a second ago, we tossed in a military signal transmitter. Now the door is shut, but... our receiver is still picking up a clear signal!"

"What?"

Lei Zhan and the old professor both stood up at once.

"This means the spatial barrier between the two dimensions isn't completely blocking electromagnetic waves, or rather, Su Yun himself is acting as a human antenna."

The technician's words came out fast with excitement.

"As long as we strap a small portable base station to his back, we can achieve cross-dimensional communication!"

Lei Zhan immediately looked at Su Yun.

"Can you carry it?"

"As long as it's not over fifty jin, I can carry anything."

Su Yun shrugged.

"Good!" Lei Zhan waved his hand grandly.

"Since the signal can get through, there's no point holding back. Give him a top-tier portable combat communication system. And—"

Lei Zhan paused, a bold glint in his eyes.

"Since we can transmit data, we might as well start a livestream for him."

"A livestream?"

Su Yun was taken aback.

"For who to watch?"

"For us to watch, and for the expert team to watch."

Lei Zhan pointed at the busy staff around them.

"We need to get real-time visual data from that world to analyze the environment, biology, and language. We'll set up an encrypted livestream channel for you as an operation log."

Ten minutes later.

By now, Su Yun had been completely transformed.

He wore a specially resized black tactical vest—though it still looked a bit like he'd borrowed an adult's clothes, paired with his cold, sharp little face, it gave off an oddly eerie child-spy vibe.

On his back was a silver-gray square box—the military portable base station.

Strapped to the outside of his right thigh was the Type 92 Pistol, which looked like a hand cannon on him.

A tactical monocle was fitted over his right eye, with a red light on the temple flickering faintly, indicating the livestream signal was connected.

"Listen up, 001."

Lei Zhan's voice came through the earpiece.

"Only the highest-clearance commanders and experts can see this livestream. Your mission is simple: stay alive, and let us see that world."

"Roger."

Su Yun adjusted his breathing. He raised his hand again and slashed through the air.

Whoosh—!

The swirling blue vortex of light opened once more.

This time, there was no hesitation, no extra words.

Su Yun adjusted the tactical glasses that were about to slip off, carried the base station wider than he was, and with his short little legs, stepped into the light gate.

"Goodbye, police uncles. Next time I'm back, I'll bring you real local specialties."

The light swallowed his small figure.

The next second, the large screen on the wall of the Special Action Team flickered, and the feed connected.

The image was a bit shaky, but the clarity was high—

It showed towering ancient trees, with sunlight filtering through the leaves to cast dappled shadows.

From off-screen came Su Yun's young but excited voice, accompanied by the crisp click-clack of him pulling the bolt.

"Hello? Can Special Command hear me? This is Pioneer 001, Su Yun."

"Welcome to... Douluo Continent!"