A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 104 The Research Went Astray

The moment the high-rise glass shattered, Yan Zhen's figure nimbly jogged forward a few steps, quickly tapped twice on the snow-white exterior wall of the building, and then shot towards the window.

Situ Dianluo's movements were more direct. He pushed off the ground with both feet, creating shallow craters, and leaped straight up to a height of more than half. He then used his foot to step on the air conditioner unit and flipped into the window.

They arrived at the research area on the fifth floor almost at the same time.

Some glass containers storing lubricating oil and rust-removing agents shattered in the previous eerie blue light, winding their way across the floor and filling the room with a faint smell of engine oil.

The rows of experimental equipment, neatly arranged with sufficient spacing, still stand there coldly.

On the large open space next to the machine tools, researchers holding wrenches and various measuring instruments were lying haphazardly on the ground.

The tables, chairs, and small mechanical devices were overturned everywhere, and the exposed wires stretched out and tangled like a tangled mess.

Because Yan Zhen and Situ Dianluo arrived so quickly, many scattered documents and papers were still floating in the air and had not yet landed.

The pale blue light had faded, and the two of them looked at the source of the light.

—Beside those researchers, in metal cages, lay the experimental animals one after another.

Animals such as blue hogs, beagles, and crab-eating macaques have had some parts replaced with True Spirit Mechanical.

Apart from humans, the true spiritual energy that can be generated by the brains of other animals with lower intelligence is always relatively weak. Even these carefully selected experimental animals only have enough true spiritual energy to drive mechanical toes.

The burst of true spiritual energy that just erupted here gave people a feeling of purity, unity, strength, and vastness, making it seem impossible that such an anomaly could have been created by these animals.

However, these animals that have now fallen into a coma still have a faint blue glow remaining on their bodies. The facts are undeniable.

Yan Zhen glanced around, quickly went to Professor Jiang Si's side, half-squatted down, opened his eyelids, pressed his neck and chest, and finally pinched his pulse.

"He's just unconscious."

Yan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pat Professor Jiang Si's face. "Old Jiang, Old Jiang, wake up! You've blown up the lab again..."

Wow!!

As the paper fluttered by, Situ Dianluo's eyes flashed out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly, as if he had seen something, he pinched a report between his fingers.

At just a glance, his face showed utter astonishment. His eyes darted around, filled with suspicion and doubt, as he looked at the experimental animals again.

After a short while, he took a deep breath of fresh air, folded the paper, and walked towards Yan Zhen.

"Is this Professor Jiang Si, who is in charge of the experiment?"

"You know him too?"

"The document contains his signature and a photocopy of his portrait."

"oh."

Yan Zhen didn't pay attention and was about to call out to Professor Jiang Si a couple more times when suddenly a terrifying warning flashed through his mind.

—The surrounding light was instantly swallowed up, and in the thick, swirling darkness, a bolt of lightning struck the heart lake!

This sprightly, thin, and healthy elderly health artist seemed to have been struck by lightning; his half-squatting body jerked violently, and without thinking, he turned his hand and patted his back.

The legs, clad in American military boots, suddenly seemed like battle axes spewing scorching white steam, striking Yan Zhen's palm with a soundless, phantom-like blow.

Situ Dianluo's kick was a complete sneak attack, but it was also a powerful, fierce, and devastating strike!

Let alone a thin old man, even an off-road vehicle would be kicked to pieces and shatter into pieces by this kick.

However, when such a blow collided with Yan Zhen's palm, the roaring sound of the airflow that followed his legs and feet seemed to have crashed into the damp layers of leather, turning into a dull, vibrating sound.

In Yan Zhen's palm, with its flick and press, wisps of air bloomed, trembled, and caved in, peacefully and calmly encompassing the power of the strike.

The masterful Tai Chi Chuan is like using the tension of the atmosphere to construct an indestructible, resilient, translucent lotus leaf, with each leaf stacked on top of the other, flowing down from Situ Dianluo's shinbone to near his ankle.

The figures of the two old men were propelled into the air and disappeared into the distance by the force of this movement.

Deng Deng Deng!

Yan Zhen, holding Professor Jiang Si in his left hand, landed ten meters away. He took three steps back, and the knuckles of his right hand trembled and curled uncontrollably.

That attack came too suddenly. Although he absorbed most of the force and used the remaining strength to retreat, the mechanical joints inside his right hand were still inevitably damaged to some extent.

"Situ, you..."

They ignored Yan Zhen's urgent questioning and seemed completely unconcerned about the consequences of their open fight to the death.

Situ Dianluo's usual laziness and playfulness vanished, replaced by a cold expression as if forged from icy steel.

He leaned his body forward violently and sprinted forward, but during this charge, his body's orientation kept changing, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, moving in a zigzag pattern.

Each turn signifies that with each heavy step, a hidden force is already spreading rapidly towards Yan Zhen's location, following the cracks in the ground tiles.

These latent energies, some fast and some slow, will arrive at Yan Zhen simultaneously from all directions, and then explode outwards in a superimposed manner.

The entire fifth floor of the experimental building trembled slightly, as if fighter jets were stealthily approaching from below, making a tremendous noise.

Yan Zhen tossed Professor Jiang Si behind him, and the simplified Tai Chi Long Fist Thirteen Forms, performed with graceful movements, displayed the demeanor of a master.

He only drew a Taiyi arc with his feet, and the slight vibration of his footsteps was enough to induce those latent forces to erupt prematurely before reaching the predetermined position.

To the naked eye, it looked as if a row of gunpowder had been buried in the floor in front of Yan Zhen, and there were continuous explosions.

Tiles and concrete of all sizes were thrown at Yan Zhen, but he easily caught them with his arms and rolled them into a concrete ball about half the size of a person in mid-air, as if he had rehearsed it many times.

As the air was rippled open by the impact, a heavy, nearly spherical concrete mass, pieced together from irregular fragments, was propelled out with a hum.

Situ Dianluo's fist struck the concrete ball at its most powerful point.

In an instant, the already loose concrete was smashed into a pile of fingernail-sized fragments.

Yan Zhen's palms silently swam in amidst the flying fragments. As her slender hands moved, they fluttered like butterflies. Each strike was delivered with complete abandon to Situ Dianluo's wrists, arms, and elbows, as if sealing him off, leaving no room for retreat.

After his elbow strike was intercepted once again, Situ Dianlu's upper body swayed slightly backward. Suddenly, a shadow shot out from the ground, like a missile at an angle, and hurtled into the sky.

That was Situ Dianluo's right leg, his thigh almost pressed against his chest and abdomen, his foot suddenly kicking towards Yan Zhen's chin.

Yan Zhen's hands couldn't block the powerful kick, and she narrowly tilted her head back to avoid it.

His body arched backward like a bridge, his hands reaching over Professor Jiang Si to brace himself on the ground, his legs kicking out alternately to parry Situ Dianluo's high kick and heavy chop.

Situ Dian changed his stance, suddenly twisted his body, swept his long leg 360 degrees, and kicked Yan Zhen's waist from the side with his heel.

Yan Zhen tried to block with his forearm, but the injury to his right hand from the sneak attack slowed his momentum, and he was kicked away.

Situ Dianlu turned around and grabbed Professor Jiang Si with one hand. Suddenly, the entire experimental building went dark, followed by a strong light shining through.

Yan Zhen, who had been kicked away, sat cross-legged on the ground, raised his hands from his dantian upwards, pressed his thumbs on both sides of his throat, and slid them over the twelve-story tower. This peculiar gesture, most conducive to tapping into the potential of the mind, carried an extremely ancient and simple meaning as he raised his hands high above his head.

The power of intention spread in all directions, plundering light energy, reversing yin and yang, and then in one fell swoop, it sent out this strong light through the action of clapping both hands forward.

When Situ Dianluo was struck by the intense light, he felt as if every tendon, every joint, and every tiny part of his body—from front to back, from top to bottom, was being subjected to force simultaneously.

He drew his feet a distance on the ground, and was pushed forward by the bright light, forming a starfish shape and sticking to the wall.

The wind howled, dust flew, and even the light seemed to howl.

Professor Jiang Si was also swept by the light, but he lay there motionless.

Situ Dianluo was pressed tightly against the wall and couldn't break free for a moment.

You should know that with his strength, even a flick of his little finger could create a huge crater in the wall behind him.

His body was far stronger than the concrete wall, and it was impossible for him to be crushed like that.

However, this intense light that emanated from Yan Zhen seemed to possess a magical quality, causing no harm to any other objects, but suppressing Situ Dianluo's limbs and bones.

At this point, even Situ Dianluo's cold eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise and admiration.

"Yan Zhen, it's been years, and your methods have become increasingly extraordinary!"

"but……"

He looked up and shouted, and the clothes on his limbs exploded at the same time, revealing his bare metal feet and arms that were no longer covered by bionic skin from the wrists down, both of which were radiating traces of electricity.

"You've lost the initiative; you can't suppress me now!"

Lightning flashed in concentric rings across Situ Dianluo's limbs, and with a violent jerk of his arms forward, he detached himself from the wall.

Yan Zhen, who was sitting cross-legged dozens of meters away, trembled and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The beam of light shining on Situ Dianluo immediately dimmed.

"Try again!"

Yan Zhen's eyes widened, his powerful voice trailed off, and with a tremor of his hands, he pushed forward again.

On the cracked floor, debris flew everywhere, dust billowed, and papers that had fallen to the ground suddenly flew up again, filling the sky.

Situ Dian landed firmly on the ground, his arms wrapped in rings of electricity, about to swing when he suddenly sensed a familiar presence approaching.

His eyes darted around as if he were making a difficult decision. His platinum blonde hair, reaching his neck, trembled wildly. Finally, he sighed, waved his hands, and before he could even look closely, he grabbed a stack of documents from the fluttering papers. He turned around, crashed through the wall, and jumped off the fifth floor.

"Yan Zhen, you're right, another war is about to break out here!!!"

The words echoed through the building, their lingering sound growing ever more distant.

Suddenly, a green shadow flashed by the window.

Surrounded by a wisp of pure energy, Guan Luoyang stepped into the fifth level, frowning as he surveyed the chaotic scene.

The beam of light disappeared, and the dim light around them returned to normal.

Yan Zhen let his hands fall to his sides, pressed them against his chest, and coughed up blood.

Guan Luoyang quickly walked to his side: "Professor Yan, how are you? Was it Situ Dianluo who fought you just now?"

Yan Zhen nodded: "Yes! His sudden change of heart shouldn't have been a good opportunity... It's probably related to something in this lab..."

After exchanging a few brief words, their gazes both fell on Professor Jiang Si.

"Huh? What happened?!"

After Guan Luoyang pinched his philtrum, Professor Jiang Si shook his head and finally came to his senses. "Brother Yan Zhen, President Guan, when did you arrive?"

"Old Jiang, wasn't the transmission experiment supposed to be done at 1 PM?"

Yan Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at him. "It's one thing to advance the experiment, but what exactly did you research that made Situ do something like this, openly attacking me?"

For people of Yan Zhen and Situ Dianduo's caliber, even if there were a breakthrough in the external transmission technology of True Spirit Electric Energy, it wouldn't really be considered a groundbreaking event.

It will take a long time for that technology to be widely adopted and then applied to all aspects of civilian and military affairs. It will take at least ten or twenty years before we can see real results.

It's impossible for Situ Dianluo to suddenly disregard the consequences and take action against Yan Zhen for something like this.

"Transmission experiments? I haven't done that kind of thing anymore. After you left that day, I thought about it carefully and realized that jump transmission has too high requirements for storage equipment, and artificial creations don't seem to meet the standards."

Professor Jiang Si's mind was still a little foggy, and his expression was somewhat blank, but researching related things was as natural and fluid to him as an instinct; he could talk about them without having to think about them.

"We can't get it working on transmission, but the FM resonance preamp technology, which was developed for transition transmission, can be applied in another direction."

"You said last time that President Guan confirmed that True Spirit Electric Energy might mostly come from the transformation of the external magnetic field environment? Then, the Modifier is like a receiver, right?"

"By using resonance technology to adjust multiple modified organisms, I can improve their efficiency in receiving and converting external energy, thus temporarily increasing the total amount of True Spirit Energy..."

"Theoretically speaking, the more beings that resonate, the better the resonance effect. If more than 10,000 modified beings are equipped with resonance devices, the total amount of True Spirit Energy can be doubled over a wide area."

"It's even possible to concentrate this excess True Spirit Energy onto a small number of individuals... However, this concentration effect is still only theoretical; there are still many steps to figure out before it can be realized..."

When Guan Luoyang and Yan Zhen heard this, a look of shock and disbelief appeared on their faces.

To be honest, no matter how much they thought highly of Professor Jiang Si, they at most thought that Jiang Si might really become the first person to develop True Spirit Energy Transmission Technology.

Unexpectedly, Professor Jiang, as usual, went off on his feet during the experiment and came up with such a shocking technique.

They don't understand the specific principles behind these technologies, but they do understand what the effects of these technologies mean.

That doesn't just benefit individual combat or civilian convenience; it practically signifies a massive increase in "war" potential!

(End of this chapter)