Doesn't Fit

Soon, four people in overalls got out of the two vans. They opened the back of one of the vans and began unloading equipment, including several large suitcases and even a specially made electric assisted handcart.

Meanwhile, the driver of the extended luxury car in front got out of the driver's seat, straightened his suit, and looked at the blond giant standing at the nightclub entrance.

The blond man tilted his head, pressed his earpiece to listen for a moment, and seemed to have received the notification as well. He then instructed his colleagues to take over the work and walked over to the driver.

Although the blond giant was a head taller than the driver, he approached with a respectful expression, bowing slightly as he cautiously asked for instructions in English.

The driver nodded to him, then gestured to the team members who got out of the two vans.

Next, the driver and three team members, carrying several boxes of various sizes, pulled a uniquely designed handcart towards the nightclub, leaving only one person to guard the truck.

Their attire and the things they carried made them look like they were going to a nightclub to repair equipment or move goods, so the men and women queuing at the door didn't find it too strange. At most, they thought the electric trolley was a bit novel and glanced at it a few more times.

Even though some people noticed that the driver of the limousine was walking with them, and that the blond man from the nightclub was behaving strangely towards the driver, they naturally assumed it was some kind of underground deal and dared not look any further.

Led by the blond giant, the group also descended into the underground passageway next to the nightclub.

When they reached the second basement level, the blond giant stopped again and let them go down on their own.

Watching the four of them turn on the lighting equipment and walk through the half-open metal door, the blond giant breathed a slight sigh of relief, yet also felt a hidden excitement.

Inside the underground passage, the four men walked cautiously, using their lighting equipment. Although they knew that the "target" below had been neutralized by the elite team sent from China, they couldn't help feeling nervous as they ventured deeper underground and saw the aged materials of the passage's floor and walls. They all knew that this was an "A-level mission."

When they entered the main hall and saw the enormous monster sitting against the central stone coffin, everyone held their breath. They instinctively reached for their weapons, only to suddenly remember that they hadn't been equipped with any offensive weapons for this mission.

"You came down pretty quickly, now it's your turn." A pleasant female voice rang out in the hall.

"Ah, Ms. Tang... you've had a long journey." Only then did the luxury car driver leading the group notice Tang Baona, Yang Zhen'er, and Little Apple standing by the entrance.

Tang Baona knew what they were worried about. The "old vampire's" severed arms and legs were already beginning to regrow, muscle fibers wrapping around the bones and extending outwards. It looked even more terrifying and eerie than the "white-browed huntsman spider" when it first crawled out of the stone coffin. Moreover, it seemed to be completely unrestricted and ready to attack at any moment. So she reassured them:

"Don't be afraid, it's no longer a threat. We'll keep an eye on it from the sidelines, everything will be fine. Did you bring the boxes?"

To the four-person team that had just entered, the enormous and bizarre creature appeared unrestricted, simply sitting beside the sarcophagus. But in reality, to Gerald, the "old vampire," the massive "Short Fat Giant" still stood beside him, wielding a strange weapon, glaring menacingly, ready to strike at any moment.

Because after he was defeated, Tang Baona directly followed the "mission details" and stuffed all the "Super-Linked Object" tungsten steel beads used to open the door into his two ears. At this moment, all these real illusions were just afterimages of the "real projection" created by the dual melodies, which only he could see.

When he makes no unusual movements, the "Minion Lu Bu" beside him is just a simple illusion. But if he makes any unusual movements, Alice can immediately use the "Super-Linked Object" placed inside him to make him experience what it means to wish he were dead.

Korovin and his companions followed their captain into the main hall. He secretly glanced at Tang Baona and the other two, secretly astonished. The elites from the country were actually three girls who didn't look particularly strong or tall?

However, considering that the "boss" of the Research Base was "Dr. Xia," he felt relieved. In this era, in the field they were involved in, physique was never the standard for judging strength.

Of the three girls, if we only consider first impressions, he would definitely think that the little girl with glasses similar to Cyclops from X-Men is the most impressive, followed by the tall girl with a hooded jacket and sunglasses. In comparison, the beautiful girl with black-rimmed glasses, whom the captain called "Ms. Tang," looks the most ordinary and unremarkable.

But he knew that since the captain was speaking directly to "Ms. Tang," it proved that "Ms. Tang" was the leader among the three, and according to the usual practices of the field investigation department, she was likely the strongest.

Korovin couldn't help but wonder, how did these three girls manage to tame the monster?

They don't seem to be carrying any equipment or weapons. Are they using "superpowers"?

Are they the first members of the "superpower training project" hosted by "Dr. Xia"?

While making various guesses in his mind, Korovin and his companions unfolded the equipment they had brought down as required—it was a folding box made of a special material, which, once unfolded and assembled, was about the size of a double-door refrigerator.

Such a large box would certainly be enough to hold people, but even disregarding the incredibly long limbs, the torso of this enormous monster couldn't fit inside.

Besides, this thing doesn't look like something a few of them could lift; are they just going to let it walk in by itself?

So the three team members looked at their captain, and then the captain turned to Tang Baona: "Ms. Tang, this... seems like it can't fit?"

"Huh?" Tang Baona frowned and looked at it, then turned around and whispered to Little Apple next to her, "Little Apple, what does it say in the mission details?" She knew that Little Apple could directly access the mission details and other relevant information through her glasses.

Before Little Apple could answer, Yang Zhen'er leaned in and whispered, "The mission details say that the cleanup team should bring in their equipment, but it doesn't specify how to pack it... Did Alice not anticipate that this 'old vampire' would be this big, and made a mistake in arranging the size of the boxes?"

Little Apple immediately said, "Impossible."

Just as the group was wondering what was going on, the "old vampire" leaning against the stone coffin suddenly moved.

Although his legs have not fully recovered and his feet have not fully grown back, he is already able to barely support himself to stand up.

Those who were closer, including Korovin and the others, were startled and instinctively retreated all the way to the entrance. Even the captain, who had appeared the calmest before, was no exception—although Ms. Tang had assured them that the monster was "no longer a threat," it certainly didn't look like one.

Even Tang Baona and the others were somewhat surprised. They were holding the "Super Coin" and trying to activate "Real Projection" again when they saw the "Old Vampire" walk up to the unfolded and assembled box and try to stuff his body inside.

However, its body is so enormous that it was already squashed into a ball of flesh just trying to fit into the stone coffin, which was much larger than this box. How could it possibly fit in now?

Then, a scene that shocked everyone unfolded: the "old vampire," whose body was half-stuffed into the box, forcibly broke off his two newly grown long legs and stuffed them into his large mouth on his stomach. Then, his mouth began to chew, splattering bits of flesh and blood. His two arms were also stuffed in, and then his long, flat head was bent and forcibly shoved in as well. His body curled up in a very bizarre and awkward way, shrinking towards his mouth.

The mouth on its belly was actually chewing on its own limbs and head. Its body slowly lay down in the box, and a large amount of blood mixed with bits of flesh kept overflowing from the box, like a bathtub full of water.

Whether it was the four people who came down to finish up and transport the goods, or Tang Baona, Yang Zhen'er, and Little Apple, they all felt their scalps tingle and their backs go cold.

This scene was truly terrifying, bizarre, and shocking.

"I feel a little nauseous," Yang Zhen'er murmured softly.

While fighting the "old vampire," they also witnessed the "Minion Lu Bu" slicing the "old vampire's" limbs into pieces. But at that time, with dark clouds and lightning, pillars of light falling from the sky, Minion Lu Bu, and various light and shadow effects, it didn't seem particularly bloody or terrifying.

But now, the way the "old vampire" consumes and chews on himself has a completely different impact.

Although his blood and flesh had turned dark brown under the lights, making them look less horrifying than bright red, it was likely that Alice had manipulated the light through "Super-Linked Object."

Tang Baona immediately understood that this mission was to provide a "shock education" to the three of them, as well as the four people who came down with the equipment to finish up.

No wonder Lao Xia never allowed Little Bell to participate in any missions at the base. It wasn't that she wasn't capable enough, but rather that these things were simply not something a primary school student should be involved in.

After an unknown amount of time, the "old vampire" had completely stuffed himself into the metal box, which was surrounded by blood, making it look like a rectangular warship floating in blood.

The long lid of the box suddenly closed by itself, and the electric trolley extended an auxiliary plate that plunged straight into the ground. Then, the box seemed to transform into a warship, automatically gliding through the blood and accurately sliding onto the trolley along the ramp.

The handcart began to move on its own and came to a steady stop in front of Korovin. The next second, the blood on the floor of the hall and the blood foam on the boxes all turned into gray powder, as if covered with a layer of ash.

The captain turned back to look at Tang Baona again, instinctively assuming that this was all done by "Ms. Tang" and her companions, since there was no one else around. His expression grew increasingly respectful, and his voice trembled slightly. "Ms. Tang, thank you for your hard work..."

What hardship am I supposed to endure?! I didn't do that!

Tang Baona's eyes widened, but she ultimately didn't argue, simply waving her hand. "Go on up."

Although she knew that Alice must have done all of this, and even understood how some of it was done, she couldn't tell them.

Twenty minutes later, back in the limousine, Yang Zhen'er finally pulled up her hood and took off her sunglasses, lounging in her seat in a relaxed, Ge You-esque pose. Although dealing with that "old vampire" hadn't taken too much effort, the mental rollercoaster had been quite tiring.

Little Apple, meanwhile, was using a tablet computer to write and draw with a stylus. After each task, she would record and summarize the completion of the task details, the use of her own abilities, and potential areas for improvement. She would then compare these records with the task reports generated by Alice to further evaluate and summarize her abilities.

Tang Baona was also scrolling through her tablet, looking for food-related information. As she searched, she asked, "Alice, is there anything to eat around here that I could bring back for Little Bell and Lao Xia? If it's nearby, we could just stop by and buy some; we should be able to catch our flight, right?"

Instead of the expected response from the tablet speaker, Alice actually appeared in the carriage, sat in Tang Baona's lap, and hugged her, laughing, "Sister Nana, we don't have time to go shopping. We need to prepare for our next mission. We're not flying to Peng City!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen'er, who had been slumped in her seat almost asleep, sat up abruptly and grabbed Alice's arm anxiously, saying, "That's not right! We're supposed to have a family dinner in Peng City after completing this mission! We have a family dinner every year, and Little Bell and I have been preparing this year's menu for ages. Besides, Lao Xia should be arriving in Peng City soon, right? Can't we put the mission aside for now...?"

Alice said with a smile, "Little Bell and Lao Xia will also be there. Little Bell will assign tasks, and Lao Xia will lead the team."

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen'er paused for a moment, but then had no objection. The most important thing about the gathering was the "gathering," and as for the "meal," it could be anytime. They could have a big meal together after completing the mission. In any case, they were nominally celebrating Xiang Kun's birthday, but Xiang Kun wasn't there right now, so a few days later wouldn't make a difference.

An open space somewhere in Chongyun Mountain.

A few staff members from the Research Base were setting up the equipment, including Mi Qiao, Zhou Rui, and Old He. Of course, Old He was just there as a leader to observe.

"Are all the testing equipment ready?" a young man who looked to be in his early twenties asked, standing next to Zhou Rui.

"It's all ready, Mr. Liang," Zhou Rui said somewhat nervously. "We can begin anytime."

Mr. Liang smiled and nodded, walked to the middle of the open space, stood in front of a black metal box that was more than half a meter tall, turned around and smiled at Old He, saying, "Old He, let me show you something."

Old He crossed his arms and laughed, "Alright, I'd like to see what amazing thing you've got that you called me all the way from Shenhai to show me."

Mr. Liang kicked the black box next to him with his toe.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the box, waiting for something to happen.

However, after ten or twenty seconds, there was still no reaction. Just as the atmosphere was becoming a little awkward, the metal box suddenly began to change rapidly. One part after another flew out from the misaligned opening and rushed directly towards Mr. Liang.

Soon, the entire box turned into pieces that adhered to Mr. Liang's body. The materials seemed to be able to change shape freely, constantly adapting to Mr. Liang's body shape and fusing with him.

Soon, Mr. Liang's entire body was covered in black metal, with sharp angles and some shapes on his shoulders and head, making him look like he was wearing a suit of black armor.

As the last piece of the mask covered Mr. Liang's face, his entire body emitted a faint light, rose from the ground, and soared into the sky.

Without engine ignition, fuel injection, or any preparation for takeoff, it looked as if Mr. Liang had jumped up using only his leg strength with his knees slightly bent—but judging from the height he took off, that was clearly impossible.

On the ground, everyone, including Old He, Mi Qiao, Zhou Rui, and a group of researchers, looked up at the sky, dumbfounded.