How Can I Prove Myself

"Many people choose to hide their illnesses, and this is especially true for the elderly. They may pretend to be healthy and normal, or even kill those who know the truth..."

In the conference room on the sixth floor of the Jishi Medical Center in the Academy District, Zhang Xuezhou spoke in a low voice, but many people who had their ears perked up heard him.

"So what should we do now?" Chang Kong Yinghao asked, frowning. "Even though my father is now old and ailing, he is still a genuine Seventh Sequence!"

"We have a chance of losing in a two-on-one fight," Chang Kong Yinglian added. "The fighting could also affect areas several miles around, making it difficult to capture my father normally!"

"You forgot what I meant by pretense. These elderly people can pretend to be normal so you can believe they are!"

You mean?

"You can use firearms for surprise attacks; you don't need to resort to hand-to-hand combat. Like I said before, one shot and they're down!"

"But my marksmanship is pretty bad!"

"What marksmanship is needed for a sneak attack? Even a child could succeed. If I were the son of Chairman Changkong, I would go in, call him 'Dad' affectionately a few times, and then take him down with a single shot when he's off guard!"

Zhang Xuezhou offered earnest guidance.

Zhang Xuezhou had experienced similar incidents before, and since the incident hadn't happened to his family, he remained relatively calm overall.

However, Chang Kongyinghao and others lacked relevant experience and were recently affected by Song Xianzong's frenzied slaughter.

A more serious problem is that Chang Kongluo may indeed experience old age.

As the former prime minister of the Luofu Empire and the chairman of the Scarlet Alliance State, Chang Kongluo is indeed quite old.

In the conference room, Chang Kong Yinghao and Chang Kong Yinglian's expressions kept changing, while a group of middle-aged and young people looked ashen-faced.

"This is your best chance yet. If you miss it, it'll be hard to say what will happen later," Zhang Xuezhou urged.

"That's right, Chairman Changkong was struck by my father's Dragon Elephant Combat Technique and is currently in excruciating pain. This is your best chance to strike," Ren Anran also whispered, "No matter how you handle it, you won't lose anything even if you do a bad job!"

"That's not unreasonable!"

"It's not the 'what if' that's the worst-case scenario, it's the 'what if'!"

"My father is already tied up and unable to move. He specializes in mental abilities, so he can be easily subdued with just an asbestos helmet and a gun. Compared to that, the danger is minimal!"

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Anran talked back and forth without exchanging words or even eye contact, but their manner of speaking was extremely similar, using words to jointly bewitch each other.

At this point, things took a completely different turn; the study shifted from Ren Yisheng's condition to Chang Kongluo's condition.

Chang Kong Yinghao and Chang Kong Yinglian's faces turned pale and their foreheads were covered in sweat; they couldn't completely rule out the possibility that Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Anran had mentioned.

Compared to the most terrible consequences, the cost of implementing such a plan is indeed not high.

If they make a mistake, the Changkong family can bear the consequences, but if they don't, they will face not only the downfall of their Lineage, but also the loss of their own lives.

On this matter, not only will Chang Kong Yinghao and Chang Kong Yinglian form a united front, but even the main members of the Lineage will not object.

Vote!

"My brother and I each have five votes, Chung Cheng and Chung Yun each have two votes, and everyone else has one vote!"

As usual, the process had to be followed, and Chang Kong Yinghao and Chang Kong Yinglian initiated a brief voting session.

Looking at the final vote count, the two men pursed their lips slightly and unconsciously touched their spare sidearms.

"My gun uses armor-piercing rounds, which are inconvenient to use!"

My gun is loaded with incendiary rounds.

"Dad, I have a 3,000-volt stun gun. Is that enough?"

"Very good, Chung-cheng, since it's a gun you're familiar with, it'll be your turn to make the move soon!"

After a brief exchange, a middle-aged man named Chang Kongzheng, looking ashen-faced, was chosen to carry out the plan.

Only after the Chang Kong family members left the conference room with solemn expressions did Zhang Xuezhou return the stun gun.

"I don't have a gun license, and there's nowhere to buy a gun," Zhang Xuezhou said dejectedly. "Even firing one shot with this kind of gun would be a hassle!"

"Once things are back to normal at Uncle Song's house, I'll ask him to help you get your gun license sorted out," Ren Wuyang said with a sigh of relief. "To own firearms, you need to be registered with the relevant department. I can't place anyone in my department, but An Ran can help you get it done!"

"I recently took on a nominal position as the director of the medical department, and I have specially recruited bodyguards who can be armed," Ren Anran said.

"Then I'll be your bodyguard!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He had previously been recommended to the task force, the group of patrolmen downstairs who would respond to such incidents.

Zhang Xuezhou considered his role as a special task force member, then his role as a bodyguard, and ultimately decided that being a bodyguard was easier.

It's easier to get things done with acquaintances, and Ren Anran doesn't need him to protect her.

As someone who knew his physical condition, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was more appropriate for Ren Anran to protect him.

The problem with Ren Yisheng has been temporarily resolved, but Zhang Xuezhou has still not met Ren Yisheng.

After asking for something for self-defense, Zhang Xuezhou also asked Ren Wuyang for an asbestos helmet.

The Chang Kong family went to Medical Room No. 1 to visit Chang Kongluo, while Zhang Xuezhou and others went to the Insurance Room to visit Ren Yisheng.

The safe room is not a place to store gold and silver, but a place to store precious medicines. The security level here is extremely high. Even the walls are tens of centimeters thick, and there are steel plates several inches thick inside the walls.

Through the monitor, Zhang Xuezhou could see Ren Yisheng, who was locked to a metal pillar.

He glanced at another monitor and saw that Song Xianzong was also locked in an adjacent safe room.

This made him glance at Song Xianzong with slight doubt.

"Professor, are you alright?"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted into the microphone.

Ren Yisheng was sitting with his head down inside the insurance room, did not respond.

"See that metal bar that's locking my dad in? If he makes any move, this switch can be activated, and the current will flash," Ren Wuyang said. "Right now, not only do we have the switch, but the Changkong family does too. If we try to open the final layer of protection to release my dad, they'll take appropriate measures to restrain us!"

"What symptoms is the professor currently experiencing?" Zhang Xuezhou nodded in response.

"He's just silent, just like that Song Xianzong," Ren Wuyang said.

"My dad had Root Bone broken by Chairman Changkong. We used Supreme Purity True Technique for first aid, but we'll need your help to fully heal him," Ren Anran said.

"I'll go check it out!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He put on the asbestos helmet, which made him feel relatively at ease.

Although the Dragon Elephant Combat Technique is a nightmare for low-rank individuals, it couldn't withstand the fact that he was wearing equipment at the moment, and Zhang Xuezhou's mental strength was not weak.

Given the various restrictions imposed on him Ren Yisheng, protecting himself was not particularly difficult.

After Ren Wuyang granted him permission and he passed through three security doors, Zhang Xuezhou was already standing outside the security room, separated by a window.

He called out twice, but Ren Yisheng remained silent with his head down.

This prompted Zhang Xuezhou to unleash a Supreme Purity True Technique from two meters away.

Perhaps it was the power of the Technique Method that awakened Ren Yisheng.

He looked up at Zhang Xuezhou, who was casting a spell from a distance.

Ren Yisheng grunted a few times before looking up and asking in a low voice.

"How can I prove that I only have a mental illness and am not old age?" Ren Yisheng asked. "I am innocent."

"You also have a mental illness?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in surprise. "And it happened today?"

"I was triggered by the sudden drop of air, which also caused the corresponding symptoms!"

"Then you..."

"I ignore the provocations of the weak, but I'm provoked by those who can truly make decisions!"

Ren Yisheng's expression turned somber.

Human experimentation was a deep-seated issue he couldn't overcome.

Previously, he only felt disgusted and repulsed by it, but as the Mental Strengthening Chapter amplifies this latent symptom, he feels angry and even finds it difficult to suppress his resistant behavior.

Especially when cultivation is interrupted, the negative effects of the Origin-Nurturing Pill are amplified.

That's the gist of the matter, but explaining it in a way that makes people believe it is the real challenge.

"Hahaha, Ren Yisheng, no one will believe your explanation, just as no one believes I'm still a normal person. No one..."

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng spoke in low voices, but it was not difficult for Song Xianzong, who possessed bat-like genes, to eavesdrop.

He made a sound that was almost loud, and it was clearly audible from the safe room where Ren Yisheng was.

The voice saying "Nobody's here" kept echoing in the safe room, making Ren Yisheng truly feel a sense of despair.