“Three pieces of fourth-tier mutated scorpion skin, intact, top quality, exchangeable for 50 points each, totaling 150 points,” the girl at the exchange quickly converted their high-tier beast skin materials into the universal exchange points used in the base. Once the points were counted, she effortlessly summoned the exchange page, displaying rows of armor that left the onlookers dazzled.
Glancing at the red icons displayed above their heads—signifying them as fat sheep to be slaughtered at will—the exchange attendant adjusted her exchange standards and offered whatever suit of armor accordingly. She deliberately undervalued their exchange materials, unaware of the valuable items these people were hoarding. Eventually, they managed to scrape together 1000 points, enough to exchange for a complete set of armor.
Back in their accommodation room, the man who had just completed the procedure looked around and quietly complained to the silent man wearing glasses standing at the back of the line, “Dean, with so many top-tier materials, I can’t help but feel a pang of regret for trading them.”
The dean, holding the set in his hands, gently tested the material and examined its details, his eyes filled with contemplation.
Before this, despite seeing the promotional videos of Noah Base’s products and hearing about the mysterious aspects of this underground base from others, the man knew well that rumors often contained exaggerations. He understood his junior’s research capabilities; though slightly inferior to his own, his kindness often restrained him from being innovative and destructive.
But this set of armor…
To an outsider, it seemed like a strong defensive gear, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was not assembled as they had assumed, but rather made of a novel molecular material. It was as if a special extraction method had been used to extract the essence of the beasts from the skin, breaking it down completely, and then recombining it according to the needs of an individual.
It was known that different mutated beasts possessed different abilities, but most of them hid a vast amount of ability factors within their fur.
Just by placing a hand on this piece of skin and scanning it with psychic power, one could faintly feel how the material bent here, how it conformed to the curves of the body there, how it thickened here, and how it let the wind pass over the body, carrying away sweat.
Such technology was beyond his imagination.
The method of extraction was the work of a genius.
Pushing his glasses up, the man smiled faintly, “Did you notice that the person at the exchange has been watching us above our heads?”
“Above our heads?” he asked, puzzled. “What’s above our heads?”
“What’s above our heads,” the man said coldly, his lips curving slightly. The more he smiled, the more uneasy the person in front of him became. “It’s probably some kind of distinguishing mark that we can’t see.”
He bent down slightly, a hint of cruel coldness flashing in his eyes behind the lenses. “If you look down on others without hiding your thoughts and intentions, you better leave early and don’t get in my way.”
He didn’t know how the base distinguished their thoughts, but observing most people in the base, he was certain that the base must have its own way of discernment. So he always maintained a learning attitude. Throughout, he had no ill intentions.
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Shen Cheng noticed within the base that a group she previously marked as red had turned yellow, and two yellow groups had turned green.
Oh, so the friendliness system can change too?
Yellow is a neutral color, like the group of researchers she encountered at Walmart before, who were neutral yellow until they tore off their facade of friendliness.
Green indicates friendliness, typically held by individuals who harbor a great fondness for the base, and there’s even a high possibility of them joining.
Shen Cheng had seen yellow turn red before, and green turn red as well, but yellow turning green and red turning yellow?
Huh, did the friendliness system break again?
Shen Cheng quietly clicked on one of the groups and saw that the originally red group had split up. Several yellow figures escorted a red figure away, leaving the rest in an ambiguous shade of yellow.
This kind of change from yellow to green was even simpler. Each group had a person with a physical disability, who probably originally held a skeptical attitude towards Noah Base’s limb regeneration potion. Now, for some reason, they fully believed and thought their children could be saved. Consequently, the reputation of Noah Base among them changed from neutral to admiration.
Li Weilan was well aware of the complex situation among the people who received invitations to the base.
As Shen Cheng described what she had discovered, Li Weilan’s eyebrows subtly twitched when she mentioned the names of the people in the group that had changed from red to yellow. Then, he nodded slightly. “It’s them.”
From Shen Cheng’s tone, it seemed there was more to the story.
Shen Cheng asked, “Do you know them?”
“Xia Jinshi from the Academy of Sciences, senior brother of Fu Yanzhou. Of course, I know him. But he doesn’t know me,” Li Weilan said lightly, mentioning the name of the person.
Xia Jinshi.
This was the first person Shen Cheng had seen with only a name, but whose attributes were all question marks.
She had always thought the game system was all-knowing and all-powerful, but it seemed that for this man, the game system’s inclusion of him was restricted, to the point where most of his attributes were question marks.
When Li Weilan mentioned Fu Yanzhou’s senior brother, Shen Cheng immediately realized who this person was. He was the one who hosted the research that inflicted heavy wounds on cub’s life.
Xia Jinshi.
She didn’t say a word and went straight to browse the game store. Shen Cheng didn’t believe there were things that couldn’t be accomplished with money these days.
If one price didn’t work, then try a hundred. If a hundred didn’t work, try a thousand. If a thousand didn’t work, try tens of thousands. In any case, she would buy the most expensive weapon in the game and take a shot at him from afar. If he didn’t die, then they could talk.
Li Weilan understood her intention to protect him very well. When she suddenly stopped speaking, Li Weilan knew exactly what she was up to. A faint sweetness arose in his heart, but his tone was firm. “Cheng, don’t.”
Shen Cheng, hearing his resolute tone, stopped searching for weapons in the game store and blinked. “Why not?”
“There’s something you don’t know,” Li Weilan said slowly. “After the zombie attack on the city, when the battlefield was being cleaned up, Fu Yanzhou dragged that three-headed zombie back for research. He found traces of artificial stitching, experimentation, and control on the three heads of that zombie. Moreover, no crystal nucleus was found in the zombie’s head, suspecting it was not a natural evolution.”
Shen Cheng didn’t immediately understand what he meant, but when she grasped the implication of his words, on such a hot day, she felt as if her back was covered with goosebumps.
Even with her overpowered assistance that time, there were still casualties at Noah Base.
But if there were traces of artificial stitching on those three heads… Didn’t that indirectly indicate that the calamity might have been influenced by human factors?
If that were true, how would the victims cope?
The person who committed such heinous acts had never thought that they were both human beings and should not harm each other.
“After that,” Shen Cheng’s voice struggled dryly, “other bases were…”
“Yes,” Li Weilan nodded. “The J City Base was also attacked.”
So, there’s no evidence.
Even Fu Yanzhou’s testimony and research are ultimately just speculation, not solid evidence. And Xia Jinshi was already a famous scholar in the country before the apocalypse arrived. Based on the current evidence, accusing him and shaking his reputation is far from enough.
Shen Cheng didn’t even know how many tricks he had up his sleeve. Acting recklessly before understanding his background could not only alert him but also provoke criticism from other bases.
So, he wasn’t fixated on direct retaliation or physical elimination now because his hatred in his heart was no longer the same as it was a year ago.
He already had the most precious gift of his life, and his hatred towards the Institute was no longer personal but with some other concerns that occasionally gnawed at his heart. If the Institute always acted under the banner of acting for the good of humanity, if they could treat him like this today, what if one day they found out that all this strangeness stemmed from Shen Cheng? Would she also be threatened, bound, and restrained by them?
That was a scenario he didn’t dare to imagine.
But Li Weilan didn’t want to bring up these things to her.
Li Weilan didn’t say it, but Shen Cheng became more and more angry and scared. How could the game let such a group of insane people into the base? They clearly knew they had ill intentions, yet they still sent them invitations, and their friendliness was still yellow. Wasn’t this game just a scam?
She suddenly remembered something and her voice trembled. “You… you mustn’t appear in front of them.”
Those people know you.
“Cheng,” Li Weilan stood up, looking into her eyes seriously. “Noah isn’t as fragile as you think, and neither am I.”
She was too protective of him.
Although Li Weilan said so, Shen Cheng still couldn’t rest assured.
Especially after finding out that Bai Su and Tang Lu from the J City Base had also arrived, and undoubtedly brought with them the red bloods, she felt like cub was surrounded by a pack of wolves and tigers.
It was at this moment that a new task prompt popped up in the game.
Quan Quan seems to have something to say, please go and see Quan Quan.
Quan Quan.
Shen Cheng clicked on the base’s fish pond, and the giant octopus sensed her arrival, slowly rising from the bottom of the pool.
As the transparent eyes of the giant octopus caught sight of them, large drops of water suddenly splashed out, making a loud noise in the pond. The originally obedient fish couldn’t sleep anymore and began to jump out of the pond one after another.
Quan Quan made a rattling noise, and Shen Cheng read the bubble to Li Weilan. “My little master is gone.”
Accept Quan Quan’s revenge task? Y/N
The long-lost system task prompt appeared once again.
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