A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 184 A Pleasant Wait

Guan Luoyang tried to interrogate the red-haired youth. His mental current could bring a great sense of pressure to the other party's mind, forcing him to reveal the answers he wanted to know.

The red-haired youth was one of the clones himself, having worked for this base for ten years. At that time, the real Guillotine Master had only recently arrived in Violet State and experienced his first failure. So they collected the Guillotine Master's blood and used his genes to create a group of clones of the Guillotine Master.

When Guillotine was defeated for the second time, the best of the rapidly growing clones was chosen to replace the real Guillotine.

To avoid being discovered, the headless master's family members were disposed of one by one under the pretense of accidents.

After that, the individuals among the Master of the Headless's opponents who were deemed to have great potential had their genes extracted and used to create batches of clones in this Experiment Base No. 4.

In each batch of clones, those who surpass the original at the same physiological stage are considered qualified and sent to higher levels. The rest of the unqualified products undergo plastic surgery and are sold to warlords in war-torn regions as a "weapon" resource.

"Who are your superiors?"

"have no idea."

"have no idea?"

"Each time, the person who comes to hand over the work to us is different, but they will give me a kind of relief agent as proof of who is handing over the work."

The red-haired youth has a problem with his brain development. He can only maintain a clear mind by relying on a slow-release drug that is injected regularly. Otherwise, he will experience an indescribable sense of confusion and emptiness.

Guan Luoyang stared at his expression. The man was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale, but there was no pain or fear in his eyes. He was just being driven by the mental current and had no choice but to tell the truth.

It was as if he had been programmed with a fixed program, but Guan Luoyang had forcibly altered part of the program. The whole process was a mechanical transformation, with little emotional change involved.

"If your abnormality is due to a problem with your brain, then did the headless masters also have the same problem?"

"Otherwise, even a clone, after living in the outside world for ten years and having so many channels to access information from the outside world, would inevitably develop curiosity, dissatisfaction, and a desire to trace the origins of its genes and investigate the identities of those in power, wouldn't it?"

The red-haired youth's answer was no.

"A fighter's combat ability is often linked to their emotions. If there is a problem with their brain, unexpected changes can easily occur during a fight."

"Therefore, the clones of fighters are all designed to be fully developed, and they are also given general knowledge training, and even learn the corresponding customs and traditions based on their genetic origins."

"Logically speaking, they have completely different personalities, and some even have an innate rebellious nature. They should be able to launch a counterattack against our organization once they have a certain degree of freedom. Therefore, after the adjustment is completed, we will keep them in a dormant state and hand them over to the higher-ups. As long as the handover is completed, there will be no problem."

In other words, these people's superiors have another means of control.

Guan Luoyang pondered for a moment and said, "Make a copy of all the information you have here for me."

When he attacked the central computer earlier, he held back, mainly aiming to cut off the power, rather than destroying it with a single punch.

After the red-haired youth restarted the computer, he used his own privileges to disable the alarm and then began copying data. Throughout the process, Guan Luoyang's hand, crackling with electricity, rested on the red-haired youth's shoulder.

After the data copying progress bar reached the end, the red-haired youth started working again, because the most important part of the data had been encrypted multiple times and needed to be decrypted before it could be copied.

After opening the encrypted file, the first screen that pops up is a picture of a lush, gnarled anime-style tree, with all the branches and leaves emitting a soft glow, making it incredibly beautiful.

The red-haired youth had seen this picture countless times, but when he saw it again today, he was suddenly shocked.

Guan Luoyang noticed that his mental waves suddenly went into a frenzied and violent state, his body temperature rose sharply, and he began to tremble as if he were going crazy. Knowing that something was wrong, he pulled him away and unplugged the USB drive.

The image of the tree on the computer screen changed from a soft, bluish-green light to a vibrant, crimson red. The gnarled branches and drooping leaves now looked like a sinister curse.

The alarm inside the computer screeched, then exploded with a loud bang, shattering into pieces.

Guan Luoyang led the red-haired youth away from the effects of the explosion, but the red-haired youth was bleeding from all seven orifices, his eyes rolled back, and he had lost consciousness.

It was a power that erupted from within the red-haired youth's brain, mysterious and unpredictable, and its fluctuations were completely out of place with the technological atmosphere here.

Having dealt with some people who practiced magic before, and having also cultivated the Fire-Golden Eye Sword himself, Guan Luoyang was certain that the last picture was definitely some kind of magical technique, and that it originated from the culture of Eastern cloud seal talismans.

despair!

A very slight thud came from the other side of the secret passage, and it did not escape Guan Luoyang's ears.

He put down the red-haired youth's body, put the USB drive into his personal space, dusted off the soot on his body, and turned to look at the person who had stepped into the base.

The other person was a white male who looked to be under forty years old. He was wearing a silver-gray suit, a white shirt, and a black tie. His long brown hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, with a strand of hair on each side of his face that was permed into waves and hung down on both sides of his face.

"Hello, my friend."

The strange man laughed heartily, seemingly oblivious to the fierce battle that had just taken place. He stepped over several clones and gestured for Guan Luoyang to embrace him warmly.

Guan Luoyang raised a hand to stop him from getting closer, saying, "I don't think I know you."

"Oh, indeed, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am the sheriff of Violet State."

The man in the suit showed an ID card, his gaze lingering on Guan Luoyang's face for a moment. "Asians probably aren't used to such long names. Just call me Harry."

He didn't try to get any closer. After taking the identification, he turned around and looked around. "It's really fortunate that I was taking a nap in the seaside park, so I had time to witness you breaking into this underground base."

"While not all underground bases are evil, I'm certain this one wasn't reported to the Violet State government, and judging from the condition of those incubation chambers, this is probably a site for human experimentation, isn't it?"

Guan Luoyang showed no extra trust in the other party because of their identification, and said calmly, "It's obvious that this is an experiment to create clones."

"It's actually the most inhumane kind!"

Harry walked over to the incubation pods and looked at the labels on them. "My God, isn't that the Mexican wrestling master, the Mask of Sneer, who was defeated by a hair's breadth after a fierce battle with Guillotine two months ago? He made me lose a lot of money back then."

"Damn it, so it turns out that I lost money because an evil organization was sabotaging me behind the scenes."

He suddenly turned around. "So, the fighters who destroyed this evil base are clearly already friends of Violet State."

"Could you please come with me to the police station to give a statement?"

The sound of sirens rang out on the ground.

Guan Luoyang laughed instead: "Delaying time just to wait for reinforcements? If I don't agree, it'll probably have to become a forceful invitation?"

"No, no, no."

Harry waved his hands repeatedly and took two steps back. "Violet is the fighting capital. Street fighting and underground fighting are completely legal. We have neither an obligation nor a reason to make things difficult for a fighter like you."

"But this base has a number four symbol, which obviously indicates that there is a more troublesome illegal organization behind it. The invitation to take this statement is just because we think we might be able to offer you some assistance."

He added, "Of course, if you don't want to, I can also guarantee that the people outside won't cause you any obstacles; they'll just watch you leave."

Guan Luoyang thought for a moment: "Taking a statement isn't a big problem, but I have one request."

Harry beamed. "Go ahead."

"These clones remaining in the incubation chambers are not yet adults."

Guan Luoyang looked at the hollow glass pillars, the naked bodies floating in the blue liquid, some of them even resembling children. "You need to settle these clones properly, give them a thorough examination, and let me know all the follow-up treatment plans."

Harry replied, "That's only natural. Our United States of Boston is one of the most human rights-conscious countries in the world. Although their background is somewhat unusual, it will only make our staff more careful in treating them."

"Then let your people figure out a way to get them out of here first."

Guan Luoyang looked around, then flicked out a wisp of green energy, pulled a chair from the right corner, and sat down. "I'll be watching."

Harry smiled, pressed a button on his phone, and said into the speakerphone, "You can come in now. Keep up the polite smiles. Also, quickly get a team of doctors over here."

Soon, a group of people in black suits jumped down from the hole above the secret passage and entered the experimental base.

They all bowed to Harry, then quickly dispersed, some taking on guard duty, some targeting the base security guards who had been acupunctured, and others methodically searching the area.

Harry then approached Guan Luoyang and said, "So now, my friend, can you tell me your name?"

"Guan Luoyang".

"Mr. Guan."

Harry showed Guan Luoyang his phone screen, pressed the record button, and said, "If you don't mind, we can do some simple questions and answers right now. First, can you tell me how you discovered this evil base that manufactures clones?"

Guan Luoyang crossed one leg, placed his hands on his abdomen, watched the people busy at work, and casually replied, "Intuition."

His gaze was unfocused; he was thinking about other things.

We are also looking forward to it.

If the organization behind this base is powerful enough, they should have already received the news. Will those people send even more powerful people to retaliate?

Compared to going to those fighting arenas and finding people to fight one by one, this kind of battle to deal with the retaliation of evil organizations is obviously more in line with Guan Luoyang's aesthetic.

He thought, surely that organization couldn't all be clones?

(End of this chapter)