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Outside the soundproof and explosion-proof glass door.

The eagle's straight back suddenly stiffened.

Cold sweat slid down his hideous scar and splattered onto his pure black tactical bulletproof vest.

"clear."

Without asking a single question, his rough hand swiftly slapped the highest-level communication terminal at his waist.

The lights in the sterile corridor instantly switched from cool white to dark red.

A piercing low-frequency hum resonated inside the wall.

Hundreds of top technicians from the Starry Sky Engineering Department, dressed in fully enclosed protective suits, resembled a group of emotionless worker ants.

In less than an hour, the 300-square-meter nursery was completely dismantled and rebuilt.

The sounds of hammering and the blue sparks from welding were firmly locked outside the walls by the physical soundproofing layer.

No noise could penetrate that door.

Chen Yuan stood with one hand behind his back, his tall and straight figure resembling a statue guarding hell.

His cold gaze swept over the dark gray metal plate being pushed into the wall's interlayer.

That is a specially made high-density lead plate that is strong enough to withstand nuclear radiation of tens of millions of tons.

The cold, metallic texture exudes an absolute defensive power that rejects all external prying.

The original air conditioning ventilation ducts were forcibly cut off.

It has been upgraded with the latest military-grade nano-filter array.

A faint smell of ozone lingered in the air.

Even a tiny speck of dust carrying biochemical toxins.

When passing through this barrier, they will be instantly vaporized by temperatures exceeding 5,000 degrees Celsius.

The air in the room had an almost deathly purity.

The carpet was lifted.

The tiny, silent biosensors, as thin as a hair, are densely packed beneath the non-slip floor tiles.

The stress threshold for each tile is accurate to four decimal places.

If even a trace of a bioelectric field band not on the whitelist approaches, the entire building's defense mechanism will activate within one millisecond.

"Activate area lock".

The eagle stood at the yellow security line fifty meters away, its throat tightening.

The final closed-loop command was given into the headset.

Swish-!

Corridor ceiling, corners, and baseboards.

Hundreds and thousands of high-energy infrared lasers, invisible to the naked eye, intertwine to form an impenetrable meat grinder of death.

To verify the effectiveness of this defensive line.

The eagle casually grabbed a solid silicone sandbag used for testing next to it.

Arm muscles bulged, and he threw it forward with force.

The sandbag traced a parabola in mid-air, just crossing the fifty-meter warning line.

There was no explosion, nor any fire.

There was only a muffled "hiss".

The sandbag in mid-air was instantly cut into hundreds of uniform fragments by the high-energy laser.

It scattered all over the ground with a clatter.

The cut is as smooth as a mirror.

The air was instantly filled with the smell of burnt rubber.

The eagle looked at the pieces of debris on the ground and felt a chill run down its spine.

This is hardly a nursery.

This is clearly an impregnable doomsday fortress, even more impregnable than the Pentagon.

"Whitelist entry complete."

The mechanical female voice from the center console echoed mechanically in the empty corridor.

"Except for Chen Yuan with the first level of authority, Shen Wanzhou with the second level of authority, and Su Qingqing with the third level of special medical authority."

"Any living organism that enters the 50-meter range will immediately trigger a physical annihilation procedure."

The eagle swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

He put on specially made tactical gloves and walked to the one-way bulletproof glass in the nursery, which was at least 20 centimeters thick.

Grip the metal handle of a heavy-duty demolition hammer with both hands.

Suddenly exert force from the waist and abdomen.

He swung the hammer and smashed it hard into the center of the glass.

boom!

The deafening recoil force flowed back down the hammer handle.

The eagle's thick arm went numb from the shock, and a bloody line split open at the base of its thumb.

But on that specially made glass.

Not even the slightest trace of white was left.

And inside, separated by a wall.

Two little dumplings lying in a constant-temperature cradle.

Her eyelashes didn't even flutter, her little mouth was slightly open, and she was still sleeping soundly.

Absolute silence, absolute defense.

At the very same moment the Eagles put down their demolition hammer.

The disinfection chamber door at the end of the corridor beeped softly.

The glaring ultraviolet germicidal lamp was turned off.

Su Qingqing walked out of the isolation gown, which was made of pure white sterile fabric.

The air was instantly filled with a strong, pungent smell of medical alcohol mixed with chlorhexidine.

She was holding a silver, temperature-controlled medical tray in both hands.

On the tray, two top-grade borosilicate glass baby bottles were placed steadily.

The milky white liquid swayed gently inside the bottle, emitting an enticing milky aroma.

Su Qingqing took one step forward.

The sensor-activated floor tiles underfoot will light up with a faint green glow.

She had to strictly follow the pre-set disinfection route.

If it deviates by even half an inch, the laser weapons on both sides of the corridor will immediately lose their safety.

His forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Even though she has special approval authority within this team.

Walking through this corridor, known as the "Death Fifty Meters," still gives one a sense of oppression, as if they could be torn apart at any moment.

The leather shoes made a very slight friction sound as they stepped on the non-slip floor tiles.

Su Qingqing walked to the bulletproof glass door.

The access control system emitted a red beam of light, quickly scanning her iris.

"Click".

The heavy isolation door slid open silently inward.

Su Qingqing tiptoed into the ward.

The room temperature was precisely controlled at 26 degrees Celsius.

Chen Yuan was standing with his back to the door, next to the constant temperature cradle.

His cold, hard facial features softened slightly when he looked at the two baby bottles.

He turned around.

Extend your large, strong hand, ready to receive it.

The shirt cuffs on his wrists were neatly trimmed and pressed against his skin, exuding an air of undeniable authority.

"Wait a moment."

Su Qingqing moved the tray back half an inch.

She ignored the chilling aura emanating from Chen Yuan.

At this moment, the doctor's stubbornness prevailed.

Su Qingqing handed the thermos flask, which smelled of milk, to Chen Yuan, adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, and said sternly, "Mr. Chen, the molecules in this formula milk are extremely active. The water temperature for brewing must be precise to 37.5 degrees Celsius. Even a difference of 0.1 degrees Celsius will cause the young master to have bloating."