Livestreaming Forbidden Zone: Starting with a Qilin Tattoo Terrifies the Entire Internet

A blinding, blood-red warning flashed wildly on Jiang Han's retina.

[WARNING! A severe shift in the spacetime anchor point has been detected!]

[The causal weapon is interfering...]

Jiang Han stood in front of the cold, golden gate of the No. 001 shelter.

His rough fingers held the rusty brass pocket watch he had picked up from the ruins of Mount Li, its hands forever frozen in 19xx.

"Someone in the past disturbed my karma."

"Whoever you are, you'd better pray you don't get caught."

He casually stuffed the pocket watch into the pocket of his black military overcoat.

He turned around and glanced into the containment room.

That S-class killing weapon, Heavenly Punishment, had just undergone a semi-biological mutation and fused with the Star Devouring Virus and the true blood of the Qilin.

At this moment, it was like a docile large dog, obediently lying on the messy, gold-plated floor.

Nine dark red biological blade tails swayed gently behind him.

Its pair of dark blue electronic eyes gazed at Jiang Han outside the door with awe.

Outside.

Zhao Dezhu, the director of Containment Facility No. 001, and a group of fully armed biochemical researchers were all slumped on the ground like mud.

The way they looked at Jiang Han was no longer just looking at a person.

Instead, they were watching a living Yama, who had just crawled out of hell and was ready to devour anyone at any moment.

Jiang Han's military boots made a dull sound as they stepped on the metal floor.

He walked up to Zhao Dezhu and looked down at the fat man.

"I'll leave it here."

Jiang Han's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling, oppressive quality that sent shivers down one's spine.

"It eats either high-energy nutrient solutions or live, rotten flesh contaminated with extraterrestrial viruses."

"Not your junk."

"Did you understand?"

Zhao Dezhu's entire body of fat trembled violently as he nodded frantically.

"Understood! Don't worry, Jiang Shen! We will absolutely treat it like an ancestor!"

Jiang Han gave a cold laugh.

He knew all too well the greedy nature of these so-called "scientists".

He gripped the longsword wrapped in rags behind him with his right hand.

"Clang!"

The Seven Star Dragon Abyss was unleashed with overwhelming force!

A blinding dark golden sword light, like lightning tearing through the night, suddenly erupted in the dimly lit underground corridor!

"Sizzle!"

Jiang Han casually swung his sword, the blade not even touching the ground.

That extremely sharp high-dimensional sword energy alone carved a terrifying chasm, over ten meters long, deep into the superalloy floor outside the containment room!

The fracture surface was as smooth as a mirror, and even retained a chillingly high temperature!

This is supposedly a gold armor plate from outer space that can withstand a nuclear explosion with a yield of tens of millions of tons!

In Jiang Han's hands, it was even more fragile than tofu!

"Anyone who crosses this line shall die."

Jiang Han flicked his wrist, and the longsword returned to its sheath.

"Want to slice up and study it? Sure. You'll pay with your lives."

Extreme favoritism! Extreme tyranny!

Looking at the bottomless chasm in front of his toes, Zhao Dezhu was so frightened that his bladder tightened and a warm liquid flowed down his trouser leg.

He lay on the ground, frantically kowtowing and promising.

"I wouldn't dare! Absolutely not!"

"Anyone who dares to touch a hair on Lord Heavenly Punishment's head, I, Zhao Dezhu, will be the first to kill him!"

That concludes the explanation.

Jiang Han didn't even glance at the group of useless people again, and turned to stride towards the elevator.

……

Half an hour later.

A heavy armed helicopter, completely black and without any markings, took off from containment site 001 under the cover of night.

Inside the helicopter cabin, the roar of the engine was deafening.

Jiang Han leaned against the cold cabin wall and slowly closed his eyes.

As the adrenaline gradually fades.

An overwhelming sense of exhaustion, like a tidal wave, almost drowned his soul, surged up wildly.

The true form of the Qilin was continuously activated in the underground palace of Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum.

Forcibly suppressing the SSS-level Great Qin Guardian Beast, and enduring the high-dimensional mental pollution of the Star Devouring Corpse Demon.

They even resorted to the Seven Star Dragon Abyss for a dimensional reduction attack in the end.

These incidents, one after another, had already pushed his physical and mental well-being to an extremely terrifying limit.

He was, after all, still a mortal being, not a true god.

"Consultant Jiang..."

Sitting opposite Jiang Han, Li Zhenhua looked at her pale face and a deep worry flashed in his eyes.

"I have notified the highest-level medical team of Bureau 749."

"Once we get to the safe house, they'll give you a full-body deep scan and repair..."

"Get out."

Jiang Han didn't even open his eyes, his voice hoarse and cold.

"I'm going to sleep. Anyone who dares to come in, I'll chop them up."

Li Zhenhua's throat tightened, and he swallowed the rest of his sentence.

He looked at Jiang Han's bloodshot eyes and the nanosuit he was wearing, which was riddled with holes from being corroded by high-dimensional radiation.

He could only sigh silently and nod.

late at night.

The helicopter landed in a top-secret military fortress of Bureau 749, located deep in the mountains outside Yanjing.

The security level here even exceeds that of the nation's highest command center.

Jiang Han dragged his heavy steps into a top-level safe house built with blast-proof armor.

"Click".

He locked the heavy-duty blast door, which was half a meter thick, and entered the highest-level password that only he knew.

He hadn't even taken off his battle suit, nor had he had time to clean the bloodstains and mercury residue off his body.

The moment Jiang Han touched the soft bed, his brain instantly shut down all external perception.

They fell into a deep sleep, and the room finally became quiet.

"Buzz..."

Just as Jiang Han lost consciousness.

The hideous pure-blooded Qilin tattoo on his chest suddenly glowed with a faint crimson light in the darkness.

Passive: The Five Elements Cycle (Water, Wood, Fire, Metal) has begun to operate automatically!

The free energy in the surrounding air was frantically drawn in by this domineering bloodline power.

Like rivers flowing into the sea, it continuously surged into Jiang Han's body.

Repairing his broken muscle fibers and reshaping his cracked, adamantine skeleton.

This was an extremely long and painful transformation.

Outside the room, the entire underground bunker was placed on high alert.

Li Zhenhua personally oversaw the operation.

Three layers of fully armed special forces surrounded the room completely.

Not even a fly could fly into this absolute forbidden zone, let alone a human.

……

I slept soundly for a long time.

I don't know how much time passed, until noon the next day.

The intense sunlight shone directly onto Jiang Han's face through the specially treated bulletproof glass skylight overhead.

The blinding light made Jiang Han's eyelids tremble slightly.

"Whoosh!"

His tightly closed eyes snapped open!

A dark golden light, almost tangible, shot out from his golden eyes!

Jiang Han sprang up from the bed like a Tyrannosaurus Rex awakening from its slumber.

The body emitted crackling sounds like popping beans.

The aching sensation, as if his body had fallen apart and then been pieced back together, made him frown involuntarily.

But then...

He clenched his fist, feeling the terrifying power within his body that was more solid and more violent than before, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"This trip to the Qin Mausoleum was definitely worthwhile."

Jiang Han looked down at himself; his nano suit was completely destroyed, reduced to a pile of shredded cloth hanging on his body.

The strong smell of blood, gunpowder, and the pungent odor of mercury mixed together, making people nauseous.

He was getting up to go to the bathroom to shower.

Suddenly, Jiang Han froze.

His hawk-like eyes narrowed instantly into dangerous slits.

The room's temperature control system had been turned on at some point.

The temperature was set to the most comfortable 24 degrees Celsius.

And on the metal tabletop not far away.

A brand-new, wrinkle-free black special operations uniform was neatly folded.

At this moment, Jiang Han's killing intent spread wildly throughout the room.

He clearly locked the highest-level explosion-proof door before going to sleep.

Even that old fox Li Zhenhua doesn't have permission to open this password.

Who could have done this without him noticing, while he was in a deep hibernation?

They've infiltrated this absolutely sealed room?!