Unconventional security

"Is he fucking insane?!"

The old man inside the room roared and suddenly stood up.

"Go and tie him up and bring him back here to get to the bottom of this. He's got this pent-up desire, I'll grant it right now!"

The young man behind him gently advised, "Lord, this is not the right time to forcibly tie us up."

"Besides, our identities are special and it's inconvenient for us to show ourselves. That Englishman doesn't seem like the type to court death. Why don't we wait and see what he does before making a decision?"

......

Chen Bei caught the injection steadily; it was marked IRC-IV on the front.

Chen Bei was taken aback. Wasn't the prize supposed to be IRC-1 III? How did it become the fourth generation?

Is scientific research in Shangcheng District developing so fast? It has already iterated three times in just two years?

Maybe I had second or third generation relatives back then, but I wasn't eligible to use them.

Chen Bei made wild guesses in his mind, and the Englishman in front of him looked at him and said.

"Your third challenge is very simple. Have you ever heard of a cat catching a mouse?"

"Once we leave Utopia, everyone here can openly hunt you down, regardless of the means or location."

"It's no use whether you run to area B, area A, or the police station."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of everyone present immediately lit up with enthusiasm.

Some people who were about to leave stayed behind, staring intently at Chen Bei as if he were their own wife.

If we only make sure the finalists are eligible for prizes, they'll complain that Utopia can't afford to play the game. But if we take their interests into account, then this is the best strategy!

Chen Bei was also taken aback. He hadn't expected the third level to be in this mode. Was this Englishman really that good at playing games?

Not limited to urban areas, and even the local police station cannot protect him. With so many gene-awakened individuals from all corners of the world hunting him down in the city, it's only a matter of time before riots break out.

Even now, aren't the city lord and the head of the security office in City 57 doing anything about it?

Besides, the inspection day is approaching, are we just going to let these people do whatever they want?

Chen Bei sensed something unusual; this 57th city wasn't as glamorous as it appeared on the surface.

His 103rd district, being a newly established district, hasn't even had a city lord yet, nor does it have many vested interests, but these established districts are different.

It seems that Utopia and the city lord are inextricably linked...

"Once you're ready, we can begin. Once you're outside this door, I'll give you one minute to hide."

The Englishman spoke kindly, but Chen Bei found it increasingly grating.

I'm really going to be a mouse now.

As he walked step by step to the exit, he didn't exchange any unnecessary glances with Ye Zhixue. He was now the target of everyone's criticism and couldn't drag others down with him.

If they were to take Ye Zhixue hostage and threaten him, it would create a rift between him and the members of these cryogenic chambers.

The door opened, and Chen Bei shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

The target was clear: Qianmen outside the city.

The entire city of 57 was unsafe. The back gate was the closest to him, but that would mean he would have to turn back and wouldn't be able to get to the upper city.

Even taking a detour would waste a lot of time, and he would completely lose track of the Red Fang caravan, still unable to enter the upper city.

The only way out was through the front gate. They could then wait on the road to rendezvous with the Red Fang caravan.

If all goes well, Ye Zhixue will immediately return to the caravan to explain the situation, and they will set off immediately.

As soon as Chen Bei made his move, most of the Utopia members started rubbing their hands together in anticipation.

Anyone who tried to leave early was stopped by the British man, who had a bunny girl behind him pushing a cart with thousands of miniature headsets on it.

"Please be patient, everyone. These headsets are for your capture equipment."

"What good is a broken headset? Boss, don't try to stall for time. We're going to make our move in 30 seconds."

"I don't need this. Boss, you'd better move aside. I won't have time to take care of the old man when I rush out."

Everyone refused, their eyes glued to the time on their watches; every second they were late was a loss.

The reason Utopia has stood the test of time for so long is its boss, the Englishman in front of me, a big shot who has unlocked three genetic locks.

That's why they're willing to wait this minute; after all, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, and nobody wants to be shot.

The boss wasn't angry. He raised his staff and said, "I am deeply honored that you all are willing to give me the name Harry."

"But these headsets are connected to the Star Eye system, which searches for the prize winner using information from all over the city. If you don't wear the headsets, finding the winner in this city would be like finding a needle in a haystack."

Harry spoke casually, but before anyone could think for a second, they scrambled to grab their headsets. The city was so vast that it would take months to explore it like headless flies.

There were only twenty-odd seconds, not enough time for everyone to get their hands on the headset. Some people rushed out as soon as the time was up, without even taking the headset.

Ye Zhixue wasn't in a hurry to leave. She secretly took a few more before rushing out after the others.

Meanwhile, Chen Bei was completely unaware that they had distributed the Star Eye headsets.

With a minute to escape, given his two gene locks and awakened power attribute, running several kilometers would be an easy feat.

He didn't bother with any narrow paths or detours; he charged forward at top speed, following the principle that the straightest path is the shortest.

I kept track of the time in my mind, and only when there were 5 seconds left did I start to dart into those alleys.

IRC-IV injections are currently a hot potato, but it's impossible for him to give them up. This is an opportunity that only comes along when everything is in place.

What if we inject it directly?

Chen Bei dared not try it. Three years ago, after the injection, his body reacted extremely badly and he completely lost his ability to move.

Now that he's being injected, he's like a lamb to the slaughter. Chen Bei doesn't think those people will leave after seeing him get injected; they'd rather kill him and drink his blood.

boom!

A whooshing sound rang in my ears, and a glass bottle of debris not far ahead shattered.

Chen Bei turned his head briefly and saw four or five people chasing him from behind, one of whom was holding a gun with flames shooting out from the muzzle.

boom!

Another bullet landed behind Chen Bei; the two dynamic shots made the trajectory extremely unstable.

Chen Bei's pupils suddenly contracted. It had only been a few dozen seconds since the capture began.

These guys got here so fast, and they even have guns!

Not daring to waste any more time, Chen Bei took a sharp turn and rushed out of the alley.

When he was two or three steps away from the exit, a fist suddenly appeared from the side of the exit and came straight at his face.

Chen Bei reacted quickly, pushing off with his feet and using his left foot to push off the wall for leverage, then somersaulted and landed to avoid the attack.

He didn't even have time to look back, or even to get his footing, before he continued running forward at breakneck speed.

After all, he had climbed his way up from the D district to the position of director, and his skills were honed among a group of desperados.

With a few quick movements, Chen Bei spotted a car with its window open and the engine still running. The driver had just gotten out of the car and entered a convenience store.

opportunity.

Chen Bei's eyes lit up. He leaped up, used his legs to push through the car window and squeezed into the car, then stepped on the gas and merged into the traffic.

The truly wise live in seclusion amidst the bustling city, embodying the literal meaning of seclusion.

"We just shook off those tails, so we shouldn't have been spotted getting into the car, right?"

Chen Bei didn't speed, as that would seem like he was trying to hide something. He drove along with the current traffic towards the city's outskirts, unaware that the cameras on the main road were constantly tracking him.

At the crossroads, Chen Bei had just rushed to the middle of the intersection when he heard a roaring sound from both sides.

Two sports cars, one on each side, crossed the line simultaneously without slowing down. The one on the left crashed into the front of Chen Bei's car, and the one on the right crashed into the rear of Chen Bei's car—a massive pincer attack!