A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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After a moment of silence, Commander-in-Chief Qi composed himself and asked in a low voice, "Dr. Ji, I wonder if the records of the human experiments from back then are archived at the research institute?"

Dr. Ji has also suppressed his turbulent emotions and returned to his professional state as a researcher.

As for work, it's all about wiping away your tears and getting back to work.

Everyone is busy and doesn't have much time to have an emotional breakdown.

He responded, turned around, and began operating the console to search for records.

"I remember that we couldn't get the data on human experiments back then, only some images of the arrest scene were left... The group of lunatics who used children for human modification experiments destroyed all the data the moment they were arrested, and then they committed suicide while shouting about the apocalypse or something."

"The data was destroyed very thoroughly. The only thing left was a short video clip from the action team's recorder, which was incomplete and of very poor quality."

"Found it here."

The information on the screen consisted of only one lonely video, a pitifully small amount.

"Please play it."

Dr. Ji nodded, verified his fingerprint on the control panel, and then the video could be opened.

The video begins.

The records of genes and drugs on the projection wall disappeared instantly.

The camera shook violently, and the image was filled with smoke and harsh electrical interference.

The camera angle is low and quiet; no one is speaking, only the sound of rapid, chaotic footsteps.

Inside the corridor, resembling a laboratory alloy tunnel, the lens wearers and team members moved quickly.

The ambient light was extremely dim, with only a few channel indicator lights flashing a pale white or eerie green light.

【←Safe Passage】

→ Emergency Exit

The alloy passageway was very clean and spotless, looking very professional; it must have cost a fortune.

For some reason, the air in the passageway was filled with a hazy mist, sometimes thin and sometimes thick, which occasionally obscured the view.

Suddenly, the view opened up, and they found themselves in a vast, empty space!

A piercing alarm and chaotic shouts came from ahead!

The camera suddenly shifts to a laboratory.

Figures moved about, and people wearing white coats or some kind of biohazard suits were frantically smashing equipment and dumping boxes of documents and storage media into a burning incinerator, their movements almost maniacal.

"Destroy everything! Leave not a single piece of data behind!"

"For a great cause!!!"

A hysterical voice screamed in the distance off-screen.

"Stop them!" came the roar of the operatives and the click of guns being cocked from above the camera.

Then came the chaotic gunfire.

The camera captured close-ups of several key researchers.

The people dressed in researcher's uniforms had unusually fanatical eyes, looking like they belonged to a cult.

In the chaos, those people were pinned down behind a bunker deep inside the laboratory.

There wasn't enough time to burn everything. One of them suddenly looked up, flashing a fanatical, twisted smile at the camera, or rather, at the team members who had just rushed in.

The camera paused for a second.

Then they saw the eerily laughing researcher yell at the camera as he detonated an incendiary bomb, his voice piercing through the explosion and flames, like a madman:

"The Apocalypse is coming—! The gates of a new era have been opened! Time, time will prove everything! You cannot stop the arrival of the new world! Return to His embrace—hahahahaha!"

Several core researchers next to him did the same thing.

Their movements were synchronized and unwavering, accompanied by smiles, like a chilling, eager anticipation of returning home.

The team members rushed forward to try and stop them.

But it was too late.

Several incendiary bombs ignited simultaneously in the enclosed space, and the flames spread rapidly, easily igniting all organic matter.

The researchers' bodies convulsed violently in the fire, their faces still bearing fanatical smiles, their skin quickly turning black, before they collapsed to the ground like puppets with broken strings.

Even the excruciating pain of being burned alive could not defeat their fanatical faith.

In the firelight, their bodies quickly lost their life, turning into charcoal and merging into the ashes scattered on the ground as evidence of their destruction.

Being burned by flames is extremely painful.

There have been instances of cult members attempting self-immolation in the past, where they would start screaming and rolling around in agony halfway through the fire.

And what exactly... what was it that allowed these people to maintain a smile until their death amidst the excruciating pain of being burned alive?

There was no way to save this place, so the team members quickly rushed to other laboratories.

Unexpectedly, fires and thick smoke also broke out in other places.

Damn it, the other labs started self-immolating too.

They ran wildly, the image shaking violently as the screen rapidly swept across a scene of devastation.

Broken glassware, spilled solution, twisted metal...

Countless incendiary bombs destroyed everything.

Finally, unable to withstand the fire any longer, the team members climbed out of the smoke-filled ventilation ducts and rejoined the main force.

The operation failed; they couldn't apprehend the suspects and now can only wait for the fire to subside before attempting to extinguish it and clean up the scene.

These madmen set the entire underground research institute on fire and burned themselves alive.

It's too distorted.

Human beings are driven by the instinct to survive. These madmen faced death without hesitation, each with a strange smile, and they immolated themselves without a second thought.

The horror of this is something that cannot be described to outsiders.

The team members collapsed to the ground to rest.

Someone suddenly cursed.

The camera lens was shaky.

It was the person wearing the camera who was trembling slightly.

All the team members were trembling.

It was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

It makes one feel cold all over.

Then he reached out his hand.

His outstretched hand was also trembling.

With trembling hands, he pressed the camera switch, the action recorder was turned off, and the operation ended.

The video has ended.

The video is short; it was the only footage left at the scene when the human experimentation case was solved.

Commander-in-Chief Qi watched the documentary video filled with madness.

He remained silent for a long time.

With its mind control and even the annihilation of human instincts, this organization called Apocalypse is undoubtedly a cult.

If Gao Xing was indeed the subject of their experiments back then...

His gaze returned to Dr. Ji, and he asked in a low voice, "Doctor, I remember you mentioned on the phone that you rescued some experimental children. Was there any video or video recording of the rescue?"

Dr. Ji shook his head: "The only evidence found at the scene was written records. The situation was quite complicated, and it was discovered by chance during the subsequent cleanup of the battlefield."

"Clean up the battlefield?" Commander-in-Chief Qi was taken aback.

"But that battlefield is already..."

"Yes."

Dr. Ji looked at him and nodded, confirming his guess.

He opened a scanned image of a handwritten report.

The handwriting in the report was somewhat messy and distorted, clearly written in a hurry.

The reporter was the head of the action team at the time.

After the incendiary bombs were set ablaze and the fire was initially brought under control, we entered the depths of the organization to conduct a cleanup and search for clues.

Near the rear of the core test area, we discovered a relatively well-preserved room.

An embedded observation room.

It has an exceptionally robust structure and a special glass protective layer.

A very standard laboratory setup for observing experimental samples.

We forced open the deformed alloy door; the heat hadn't dissipated yet. Under the beam of a powerful flashlight, the room was a complete mess.

Then, the beam of light caught... something moving.

There were some children locked up in that room.

Judging by sight, he looks to be about five or six years old.

That huge fire burned down the entire core area.

Although the isolation room was sturdy, the internal temperature was absolutely deadly, yet they all survived.

And they didn't cower in a corner waiting to die; they crawled quickly throughout the room.

Like a pack of little wild animals.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The fire did reach this area; some alloys in the room were melted.

The children's faces, bodies, and exposed skin were almost entirely covered with charred and healed marks from burns.

They could imagine that hellish scene—

The tender skin was instantly carbonized and curled by the high temperature, but was forcibly healed under the action of some unknown force, leaving hideous and ugly scars like charcoal covering the small body.

This kind of self-healing ability is abnormal.

Even an S-class alpha cannot survive in this high-temperature hell.

The human body has a very, very low heat tolerance limit. 50 degrees Celsius can burn a person, and temperatures above 100 degrees Celsius can cook human tissue in just a few minutes.

They were in the fire for at least thirty minutes; their small bodies should have been dried up long ago.

But they didn't; they were still crawling on all fours at a rapid pace.

It's not recovery; it's more like... some kind of unnatural, savage life force that doesn't belong to the human body.

The copied report lay silently on the screen, each illegible word carrying a deep-seated fear.

What kind of turmoil must have been in the hearts of those soldiers who rushed into the fire back then, when they saw a group of children who had survived the high-temperature hell, with charred and twisted healed scars, crawling quickly in the isolation ward like wild beasts?

Commander-in-Chief Qi looked at the photocopied report.

Through the yellowed pages and messy handwriting, one can vaguely see the small, inhuman figures crawling among the scorched marks in the room that was ravaged by flames back then.

Gao Xing was probably one of them back then.

But he must have fled before they uncovered the illegal experiment.

I almost became one of them.

He was able to run away at such a young age, and he actually succeeded.

Wow, that's amazing, high rating.