Parting

The battle for control of Western Capital City has begun.

The question of where the Sequence Wars will take place and how they will be presented has been the subject of much speculation.

The news initially caused a huge stir, but after the selection competition ended, everything quieted down.

No one who was eliminated was invited to watch the competition, and no one received an admission ticket. Even in the back garden of the spoiled rich kid, there were many scions of powerful Lineage asking for information.

This is a competition that is not open to the public, and has been narrowed down to a very specific level, likely only open to members of the rank committee and above.

Even Ren Anran, with her high-level authority in the medical department, was unaware of the relevant information.

After Ren Anran sent several messages, she finally determined the scope of the audience.

"It seems this matter has nothing to do with us at all," Ren Anran said.

"It's a bit of a pity, those rewards were pretty good," Ren Wuyang said regretfully.

"If we can crush these Third Sequence fighters, we might as well skip the competition," Ren Yisheng said, shaking his head slightly. "Just don't let your guard down when you're in Qin Meng!"

Ren Anran felt it was a pity that she couldn't watch the competition among the best Third Sequence participants live, while Ren Wuyang was thinking about the rewards for the competition.

Both had their own agendas, and Ren Yisheng could only warn his son and daughter not to make a mistake.

Many of the Sequence Holder have similar Sequence Strength, and their exploration of Qinmeng's regions will overlap, with the possibility of collisions.

Ren Anran, being in the Third Sequence, could suppress Ren Wuyang, who was in the Fourth Sequence. In turn, Ren Wuyang, once he reached the Fourth Sequence, could crush more than 95% of those in Sequence Holder. As long as they weren't careless, they both had absolute control over the field.

Even if the Ren Household siblings encountered these top-tier, outstanding Third Sequence individuals in Qin Meng, they would still be able to win.

The only things worth noting are supplies and mindset.

"We won't run into them in Qinmeng," Ren Anran said.

Why can't I run into him?

Ren Yisheng asked a question with exasperation, before realizing what was going on.

Under normal circumstances, the Ren Household siblings could indeed come into contact with these Third Sequence individuals, but during their hunt in Qin Meng, they tended to join Ren Household Zhang Xuezhou's team.

Zhang Xuezhou's team is neither particularly strong nor particularly weak.

He brought along Wang Haoran, a Fifth Sequence with high-level marksmanship, and even possessed the abilities of Zhang Manqian, who was possessed by the Desolate Spirit.

This led Zhang Xuezhou's team to deviate from the conventional route when entering Qinmeng, and to explore Qinmeng in accordance with the teachings of their predecessors.

This guy experienced beast tides, ferocious beasts, and Qinmeng secret stones on his first trip to Qinmeng, so it's bound to be difficult for him to honestly hunt in Qinmeng.

Ren Anran is right; they basically have little interaction with these outstanding individuals in the Third Sequence domestically and internationally.

"What about Xuezhou?" Ren Yisheng asked. "What did he say?"

"He said Luo Burang is about to leave the country and needs to quickly organize the lab resources with Manqian," Ren Anran said. "We've agreed to depart for the Thousand Islands Alliance next week!"

"These people are so reckless! They even took the stones from under the lion statue home, and now they want us to do risky work to get the Soul Jade!"

Ren Wuyang uttered a couple of discontented remarks, clearly dissatisfied with the results of his search for the Soul Jade.

The Ren Household was at the Jishi Medical Center, while Zhang Xuezhou and others were keeping a close eye on the equipment that had been running continuously for a week in the A9 laboratory in Beirehe, more than a hundred miles away.

Ren Wuyang transported a truckload of blood plasma, but the final plasma mother fluid produced was less than two liters.

This is a high-concentration plasma stock solution, which can be diluted for use in blood drug preparation, or used to make specialized blood drugs, thus securing your own blood drugs and preventing others from obtaining them through improper means.

This can also be used to quickly prepare matching blood types after significant blood loss, minimizing the possibility of a decline in the body's overall strength.

"If we had advanced laboratory equipment, we could complete this task in three days, and the difficulty of modulation could be reduced by about 63%."

Once the mother liquor had completely solidified, Luo Burang breathed a sigh of relief.

As his personal belongings when he went abroad, Luo Burang couldn't bring large bottles or jars with him; he didn't have much to take with him.

But these highly concentrated mother liquors are his future capital, and Luo Burang cannot afford to make even the slightest mistake.

This caused Luo Burang to almost completely adjust his mind and body, and immerse himself in the experiment, going without sleep for several days and nights in a row.

This was the first time he had spoken in several days, and his ability left Zhang Manqian completely convinced.

Zhang Xuezhou was known for his insomnia, Zhang Manqian never expected that Luo Burang would also have this ability.

A week has passed, and Luo Burang is still full of energy and has not fallen into drowsiness.

"Getting into an advanced laboratory will be a bit difficult," Zhang Xuezhou nodded. "I'll try my best, and maybe one day when you return to China, you can directly join our advanced laboratory!"

"Going back home... good!"

Luo Burang pondered his almost impossible path back to China, and then thought about how the impossible had become possible. In the end, he nodded in agreement.

"Luo Zhong's head has been successfully transferred; we'll proceed step by step," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I really didn't expect that the laboratory that my father and his team had run for decades could be so easily broken into, and even their most important things could be taken away," Luo Burang sighed.

"Sometimes complicated things aren't complicated at all," Zhang Xuezhou laughed. "Right now, you should be careful not to go to the Zhou Household, lest you run into trouble!"

"Remember this!"

Luo Burang nodded and sealed the blood plasma concentrate, entrusting Zhang Manqian with the ratio of water and blood needed to mix the blood plasma.

After finishing his tasks, he couldn't help but shake his head, feeling a sense of exhaustion as his tense nerves relaxed.

He squeezed the sealed blood plasma in the tube and then swallowed it.

After taking a sip of water, Luo Burang swallowed it.

"This is the only way I can carry things," Luo Burang said helplessly. "Could you spare a portion of your vomiting medicine and pack it in? I might need it for self-defense!"

"No problem!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Looking at Luo Burang struggling for his future, and recalling the scene Zhang Manqian had mentioned, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but shake his head.

Luo Burang's form was merely a battle state fully entered by those in the Seventh Sequence; even Zhou Xin's transformed form was still a blue-faced, fanged creature.

In Zhang Manqian's prediction, Luo Burang has a future, but it's hard to say whether it's Luo Burang's future or Luo Zhong's future.

Zhang Xuezhou patted Luo Burang on the shoulder, signaling him to take good care of himself.

The battle for the order has begun, and Luo Burang's time is running out.

With the remaining time likely already ticking away, this is why Luo Burang swallowed the blood plasma without hesitation—it was practically the only way the other party could take the laboratory products away.

"This vomiting medicine should currently be effective against those at the Sixth Sequence. Professor Ren swallowed a spoonful of the basic product several years ago and couldn't stop vomiting, but Professor Ren's sequence strength is somewhat different from others, so we still need to be careful about that..."

Zhang Xuezhou recommended his high-concentration Spirit-Forging Pill Elixir, and also explained the sequence range that the Spirit-Forging Pill Elixir could target.

When Zhou Yueyan's number appeared on the caller ID, he paused for a moment and then answered the call.

"Your vomiting drug is ineffective against the Seventh Sequence. I drugged Pasteur, and he didn't vomit at all. Do you have any higher-grade vomiting drugs?"

"Sorry, not at the moment!"

"What a pity!"

Zhou Yueyan's extremely regretful voice came over, which made Zhang Xuezhou shrug.

Clearly, the Spirit-Forging Pill is of little effect when targeting those in the Seventh Sequence.

Perhaps due to insufficient dosage, or perhaps due to inadequate efficacy, Zhou Yueyan's attempt to harm the Seventh Sequence of the British Alliance State failed.