Dragon Marshal of the Nation Yue Changlong Would Shed His Last Drop of Blood for the Dragon Kingdom!

Ye Kunlun's outrageously arrogant declaration rolled through the room like thunder.

Xiao Tian Ce, Elder Xu, and the other powerful figures had become a group of helpless spectators.

"What are you standing around for? You bunch of blockheads!"

Ye Kunlun shoved aside the military doctor blocking his way and roared at his team.

"Where's the liquid nitrogen? The neuronal activity inhibitor? Bring them all here! Now!"

Several assistants, also wearing white lab coats, snapped out of their daze and immediately opened the silver metal cases they had brought with them.

The moment the cases opened, a cloud of ghostly white vapor poured out.

Inside, rows of test tubes gleamed with a metallic sheen, each filled with mysterious liquids of different colors.

"'Ouroboros' gene stabilizer, 0.3 milliliters, intravenous injection!"

"'Pangu' cellular repair agent, activate nebulized inhalation mode!"

As Ye Kunlun issued orders, he took a syringe filled with pale golden liquid from an assistant.

These were all precious legacies left behind by the [Kunlun Project]!

He stared at the dark golden markings slowly fading from Yue Xiaofei's body. His feverish demeanor made him look less like someone saving a life and more like someone admiring a priceless work of art.

"Perfect... absolutely perfect!"

"Even with genetic collapse this severe, he can still sustain the most basic signs of life!"

His praise made Jin Dapao, standing beside him, seethe with anger.

"Goddamn it! Are you saving him or doing research? Keep spouting that fucking nonsense and I'll put a bullet in you!"

"Shut up, you brute!"

Without even turning his head, Ye Kunlun snapped at him and precisely plunged the needle into the major artery in Yue Xiaofei's neck.

"What do you know? This is art! A miracle of life's evolution! You ordinary fools know nothing but fighting and killing. You can't