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"Boss?" The ponytailed man froze.

The bald leader remained seated on the sofa, a cigarette between his fingers. He raised a hand and gestured at his nose, saying calmly, "The scent is completely different. The person outside isn't Shadik."

"?!"

Everyone present was startled.

After undergoing a second modification, the leader's sense of smell was sharper than a beast's. He naturally could not be mistaken.

But if it wasn't Shadik...

Who could it be?!

The tall, lean white-haired man, James, had already started forward, walking unhurriedly to the door.

No one in the secret room spoke again. The place fell silent.

James reached out and lightly placed his hand on the doorknob.

Then, in the next second.

His pupils contracted—

"Something's wrong."

Bang!!!

A deafening explosion rang out!

The iron door suddenly burst inward from the outside!

Shattered pieces of metal flew everywhere. James took a kick to the chest, his body bending into a bow as he was sent flying more than ten meters like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the thick wall.

Boom!!

The wall caved in from the impact, spiderweb cracks spreading across it. The entire secret room trembled, the lights flickered, and dust poured down.

Everyone raised their hands to shield themselves from the dust and sprang to their feet, their expressions changing drastically.

They all turned to look.

Standing in the blown-open doorway was a burly, stubbled man—Shadik, whom they all knew.

But what felt most bizarre was that Shadik's eyes held a calm they had never seen before.

Like a deep pool, bottomless and unreadable.

Then, the stubbled man's appearance began changing at a visible rate—

His eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth... all of them writhed. In the blink of an eye, he became a handsome blond young man, and even his height rapidly shot