Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

Armored personnel carriers rolled over gravel.

Zhang Zhao floored the accelerator, and the front of the car crashed into the obstacle.

"You should practice your skills some more when you get back..."

The nameless man, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced out the window, trembling.

"That's quite a commotion; Hudson must have found out."

"We just want him to know."

Zhang Zhaosong released the accelerator, letting the car slide into the shadow of a steel frame.

"We're not here to launch a surprise attack; we're here to force him to play his cards."

Liquid Nitrogen sat in the back seat, holding the controller of the small condenser in his hand.

"He's made his move—over in the core area, there are surveillance cameras here, he's waiting for us."

Zhang Zhao pulled the handbrake, opened the car door, and jumped out.

Without saying a word, the three quickly disappeared into the shadows between the factory and the container yard, rapidly advancing towards the core reactor.

Their route avoided the main passage, instead proceeding from the pressurized water pile along a small bridge towards the sarcophagus.

Zhang Zhao led the way, Wuming brought up the rear, and Liquid Nitrogen was in the middle; the three remained silent.

......

Inside the core area control center, Hudson stood in front of a huge monitoring screen.

On the screen, three red dots are moving rapidly, their trajectories clear and decisive.

"Only three people?"

He muttered to himself, his fingertips lightly tapping the edge of the control panel.

"Do they really think the AZ3 is their backyard?"

He glanced at the H-1000 behind him.

The latter stood like a statue, expressionless, but his fingers were slowly stroking a tube of green medicine.

Hudson also has one of those.

This is the product of the final phase of the "Dark Star Project".

A neurostimulant that can push the limits of human potential in a short period of time.

However, the cost is that once used, the injector's life will be irreversibly consumed, and they may eventually become a monster that only recognizes flesh and blood!

Hudson turned around, picked up the syringe, and slowly rolled up the sleeve of his left arm.

Under the light, his skin was pale, and his veins were clearly visible.

"I thought at least a few more people would come." He pressed the needle tip against his skin.

"Well, it's fine, let's collect some interest first."

The needle tip pierced the vein, and dark green liquid was slowly injected.

Hudson closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, a glint of green light flashed deep in his pupils.

He moved his wrist, and his joints made a slight cracking sound.

H-1000 remained silent, but he gripped the syringe in his pocket tightly.

On the monitoring screen, the three red dots have crossed the second warning line and are less than 500 meters away from the main reactor entrance.

Tell them the pets can be let out.

Hudson spoke into the communicator, his tone calm.

"Prepare a welcoming ceremony for our guests."

......

at the same time,

Zhang Zhao and his two companions were crossing a bridge by hugging an abandoned pipe, with a nuclear wastewater discharge ditch right next to their feet.

Liquid Nitrogen frowned and suddenly slowed down.

"They're actually dumping nuclear wastewater directly into the ocean? What's the difference between that and being an animal?!"

Zhang Zhao followed the liquid nitrogen's gaze and glanced down at the nuclear wastewater discharge ditch.

The water was yellowish-green and emitted a pungent odor; several fish could even be seen floating belly up.

Further away, the seawater also appeared murky.

"Beastly behavior."

The anonymous man spoke succinctly, but his gaze did not linger on the wastewater ditch.

His attention was drawn to the commotion coming from ahead.

However, before the three could react further, a series of rapid footsteps came from both ends of the pipe simultaneously.

The voices were uneven and completely lacked military discipline, yet they carried a chilling sense of oppression.

Dozens of figures emerged from the shadows, blocking their path forward and backward.

These people were wearing tattered protective suits, some of them barely covered their bodies, but without exception, their reddened skin was exposed.

Even more strangely, they weren't carrying any weapons.

He was empty-handed, his eyes were bloodshot, his gaze was unfocused, and he stared straight at Zhang Zhao and the other two in the center of the pipe.

"They are no longer human!"

"Nameless said in a low voice, his hand already on the battle axe."

Zhang Zhao's Relink brain-computer interface scan results also confirmed his judgment.

These people had almost no vital signs, and their various data were abnormally low.

They were less soldiers and more like a group of bodies ravaged by drugs or radiation.

"They've lost their minds, but there are too many of them; we'll be trapped here!"

The voice of the liquid nitrogen trembled slightly.

"Then let's split up!"

Zhang Zhao's gaze swept across the area ahead, locking onto a particular direction.

"Nameless, you've left without anyone noticing. I'll use liquid nitrogen to teleport away!"

Zhang Zhao didn't wait for them to react.

He gripped the liquid nitrogen wrist with his right hand, and at the same time, black mist exploded beneath his feet, activating "Shadow Step" twice in succession.

The first section spanned ten meters and landed on top of a rusted pump.

The second segment then launched diagonally upwards, passing through a broken steel beam, and landed steadily on a high maintenance platform.

Below, the red-eyed husks missed their target, letting out a hoarse and bewildered roar.

The nameless creature stood still until their attention was drawn to the commotion above them.

He then slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips touching the edge of the azure mask, and gently pressed it.

The next instant, his figure blurred and then completely disappeared into the air, leaving not a trace of his presence.

"Unnoticed by Gods and Ghosts" is activated, blending perfectly into the background.

Zhang Zhao squatted on the platform, and the perception of the Relink brain-computer interface spread through his consciousness.

He could see the almost imperceptible trail left by the nameless man, rapidly ascending along the shadows of the maintenance corridor.

The objective is clear—the top floor of the core area, which is the nerve center of the entire AZ3.

He's gone.

Liquid nitrogen lay beside Zhang Zhao, its eyes fixed on the group of monsters below that were still spinning in place.

"What...are these?"

"Does it look a bit like a zombie?"

Zhang Zhao withdrew his gaze, patted Liquid Nitrogen on the shoulder, and gestured for him to follow.

"It's probably related to the side effects of Dark Star Fuel. Let's ignore them and go this way."

The two moved silently along the edge of the maintenance platform.

Zhang Zhao led the way, and the Relink brain-computer interface marked all hidden passages and signs of life in his consciousness.

Liquid nitrogen followed closely behind.

As he passed the yellowish-green nuclear wastewater ditch below, his gaze involuntarily fell on the floating fish carcasses.

His Adam's apple bobbed, then he looked away, quickened his pace, and stopped looking.

They took the route with the stone coffin.

The walls were made of rough concrete, with a yellowish emergency light embedded every few meters, stretching and shortening the shadows of the two people.

The entire stone coffin was unusually empty. After a rope extended upwards for about ten meters, the air suddenly became humid and hot.

At the end of the rope, a wire metal door was half-open.

Zhang Zhao squeezed through the crack in the door to the side, and after he stood still, he silently gasped.

Behind the door was a huge, deep pit.

Looking up, the dome is so high that the top is almost invisible, while below it appears to be solidified lava rock.

There were no rampaging monsters here, and the numbers on the Relink brain-computer interface were jumping wildly.

"This is it."

The voice of the liquid nitrogen trembled slightly.

He stood beside Zhang Zhao, his gaze fixed intently on the stone coffin.

"The secondary loop inlet of the cooling system... is right below there."

He pointed to an inconspicuous entrance below, which was pitch black.

Zhang Zhao nodded; the Relink brain-computer interface had already scanned most of the surrounding structures.

Just as he was about to step toward the entrance, footsteps came from the other side.