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    Just as he was about to seek shelter, he felt a cold grip around his ankle. Looking down, he saw a pale hand holding him. Then something cold pressed against his back, chilling like an icicle.

    Zhuo Hao kicked violently, sending a humanoid figure flying. He quickly grabbed whatever was behind him, flipping it over his shoulder and slamming it onto the ground.

    "What the hell?" Zhuo Hao jumped into a corner, leaning against the wall. Only then did he get a clear view of the room. It was a large storage area filled not with supplies, but with people. However, unlike the three monsters they'd encountered earlier, these ones retained most human features. They moved slowly, their eyes vacant, seeming less aggressive.

    "Why does it look like a zombie?" Zhuo Hao muttered to himself.

    "Zhuo, are you okay?" a teammate called out anxiously from outside.

    Zhuo Hao couldn't determine the number of people in the room, nor what triggered them to approach him. Fortunately, they moved slowly, giving him time to respond, "I'm fine now, but I won't be for long!"

    He quickly drew his pistol and shot the closest person between the eyes. The figure twitched before collapsing motionless to the ground.

    "Is it dead? That was too easy." Zhuo Hao thought with relief, but just as he was about to shoot again, a thunderous crash sounded beside him. Half the wall collapsed, revealing a hairy creature roaring as it lunged inside.

    Oddly enough, its target wasn't Zhuo Hao but the other people in the room. Not just it, two other creatures joined in, biting and feasting on the slow-moving individuals.

    The scene was grotesque. While Zhuo Hao and his two companions managed to maintain their composure, many viewers watching the live stream rushed off to vomit.

    Zhuo Hao hurriedly made his way out, sticking close to his teammate and whispered, "Is this their food?"

    "Seems like it, but how much can they eat with those small stomachs?"

    "Forget that. We achieved our goal. Let's blow this place up!" Miao Miao noticed the slow-moving people heading outside, with many more attacking the three creatures. It looked like a horde of zombies feasting on each other.

    The trio pulled out grenades, yanked the pins, and hurled them inside before turning to run. Three explosions followed, with the wall teetering dangerously and the ground shaking. Debris from the blast pelted their backs.

    "Are they dead?" Everyone in the live stream chat asked the same question, but no one could answer, at least not for now.

    Shao Qi saw the three in their frantic escape and frowned, asking, "What happened? Grenades aren't ideal for underground structures. They must've been desperate to use them."

    Seeing Shao Qi, the trio's eyes lit up with hope. They rushed to him, almost in tears, "Boss, if you were any later, you wouldn't have found us..."

    "Speak properly!"

    Miao Miao then gave a brief recount of their ordeal, especially about the three monsters and the room full of seemingly zombified humans. "It's outrageous! How many people have they captured? And who knows how many are already dead? This needs to be investigated."

    Shao Qi nodded and said, "Let's get out of here first. The only exit on this floor is through the elevator."

    "Wait, Boss, where are Mr. Zhou and Li Hang?"

    "I sent Li Hang up first. Zhou You took some hostages and went after the perpetrators from another exit. Don't worry, even if you guys had died, he wouldn't. Focus on keeping yourselves safe."

    "But those monsters might not die so easily. If they escape, they'll be a massive threat."

    "Once you're safe above, I'll come back and check. There are only two exits. What are they going to do, fly or burrow into the earth?" Shao Qi glanced back. The power of three grenades was evident—the path was entirely blocked, and the lab continued to collapse. Burying those experimental creatures alive might be the best outcome.

    They rushed back, fearing the continuous tremors might even damage the elevator, leaving them with no escape.

    Zhou You found Lin Shuqing too slow and, in frustration, hoisted him onto his shoulder.

    Lin Shuqing panicked, struggling and shouting, "What are you doing? I can't die! If I die, it's a loss for the world!"

    "Shut up. You're too slow. I need to chase someone down. Make another noise, and I'll silence you for good."

    Lin Shuqing, a scientific expert, had been schooled in Marxist philosophy since childhood. He used to scoff at classical martial arts theories, especially the ideas of internal energy cultivation, lightness skills, and the ability to immobilize someone from a distance. He had always believed them to be human fantasies. The martial artists he had encountered, while incredibly strong and perceptive, owed their abilities to external factors enhancing their physical functions, not some martial arts secret.

    So, he focused his studies on the impact of biology on the human body. If human evolution could be further advanced, perhaps one could achieve feats like walking on walls.

    However, after Zhou You applied pressure to a specific point on his body, Lin felt restricted in his movements. Curiously, he asked, "Is this pressure point technique real? Is it easy to cripple someone's martial prowess?"

    As Zhou You continued to move swiftly, he replied, "For those with internal strength, disrupting their energy channels or destroying their energy core will suffice. For a master of external skills, cutting off their limbs will naturally incapacitate them."

    Lin Shuqing thought martial artists were inherently violent. This young man appeared refined and gentle, yet his thoughts were quite brutal.

    He further inquired, "You dare chase the fugitive alone with me? Aren't you afraid of death? Jiang Shun is heavily guarded, and most of the guards seem to have withdrawn."

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