Chapter 100

Chapter 100

The aide beside Lin Fu was an A+ level Sentinel, also a distinguished soldier, but Lin Sicheng was an S-level.

The difference between S and A levels is profound.

Lin Sicheng, his good mood spoiled by the interference, grabbed the aide's outstretched hand, unleashing his psychic power without restraint to attack him.

The intense psychic clash between the Sentinels caused Lin Fu to spew out a mouthful of blood.

Clinging to the chair, Lin Fu cried out with all his remaining strength, "Stop! Let him go!"

The aide called out to him, "Major!"

Lin Fu, undeterred, continued, "If you know I'm 2S level, then you should realize if I'm determined to perish with you, you won't escape. Let him go, and I will cooperate with whatever you want to do."

Lin Sicheng regarded Lin Fu with a look of surprise, then exclaimed excitedly after a few seconds, "Unexpected, truly unexpected. You still play the good Samaritan. If I were to bury a few particle bombs in the Imperial Capital Star and threaten you with the lives of the entire planet, you'd agree, wouldn't you?"

Blood oozed from the corners of Lin Fu's lips. Covering his mouth with his hand, he said softly, "You can try."

Lin Sicheng, clutching the aide's neck, scrutinized Lin Fu carefully for a moment, then released him, "Since you're willing to sacrifice yourself for righteousness, drink this medicine."

His fingertips quivered, revealing a vial of crimson liquid, which he clasped in his palm and extended towards Lin Fu.

The aide, his face flushed with anger, attempted to snatch it away but was avoided by Lin Sicheng, "Your major is trading his life for yours. Now scram before I change my mind. What are you glaring at? Better think about how to quickly get reinforcements. Oh right, I forgot, the front lines are under insect tide attack, the main forces are away, where would your reinforcements come from? Hahaha..."

Lin Fu watched him silently.

After a long moment, the aide, grinding his teeth, left the imperial palace.

Lin Sicheng gestured towards the vial in his hand.

Unknown in composition and effect, no one dared to ingest it.

Lin Fu tilted his head back and swallowed it in one gulp.

Moments later, his face turned deathly pale, a vein throbbed at his temple, and he collapsed, motionless.

Lin Sicheng clapped his hands in delight as a swarm of individuals clad in lab coats emerged from behind the door, carrying Lin Fu into the underground laboratory.

……

Lin Fu lay with his eyes closed, yet his mind mapped the surroundings with crystal clarity.

Shortly after, the system informed him, “Host, the drug has been fully analyzed. I’ve also compiled a list of its components and will soon transfer it to your optical brain.”

Patiently, Lin Fu allowed Lin Sicheng to lead him into the laboratory, where he caught glimpses of the subterranean vista.

Directing his men to place Lin Fu on the experimental platform, Lin Sicheng sprightly ascended the central stage. He flung down a series of cables, instructing, "Connect him; we need to monitor his data."

The system intervened timely, simulating all of Lin Fu’s data to reflect his critically injured state. A flurry of dense numbers swiftly arranged themselves on the giant display, enthralling Lin Sicheng.

He somersaulted off the high platform, tirelessly disconnecting and reconnecting various probes to Lin Fu’s body, extracting more and more data.

Yet, Lin Sicheng felt this wasn’t enough. Turning to his assistants, he commanded, “Release your psychic energy—no, not just that, release your psyches as well. Assault him with aggressive stimuli, targeting his mental faculties… Yes, that’s it!”

The unconscious man on the bed, subjected to the brutal psychic onslaught, reddened with intense agony. Veins bulged across his neck, arms, and forehead, while sweat burst forth, accompanied by his unconscious cries of pain.