324: Chapter 324 Brain in a Jar

Chapter 324: Brain in a Vat. Splash—

The liquid receded.

The hall was in a state of utter mess.

Glass shards and sparking wires were everywhere.

That old man.

That monster who called himself "Chen Yuan."

He was currently lying prone in a pile of rubble.

Like a stranded dead fish.

Most of the tubes on his body were broken, and black blood pooled on the floor.

He tried to crawl up.

But his withered legs couldn't support his body at all.

He could only wriggle across the glass shards covering the floor.

This was his true form.

A lingering, decrepit old man who couldn't even walk.

Chen Mo leaned against the wall and slowly stood up.

His left shoulder throbbed with pain, and both his legs were trembling.

But he remained standing.

Step by step, dragging his broken body, he walked toward the old man.

His military boots crunched on the broken glass.

Old Blind Man was right.

There are no gods in hell.

Only ghosts.

"Don't... don't come any closer..."

The old man looked up.

Those black eyes, once high and mighty, were now filled with terror.

He looked at Chen Mo.

As if looking at the Grim Reaper.

"You destroyed Eden..."

The old man trembled, his voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "You destroyed the hope for human evolution..."

"Hope?"

Chen Mo walked up to him.

Looking down at this pathetic wretch.

"Where is Chen Nian?"

He asked.

His tone was terrifyingly calm.

The old man shuddered.

"She... she is the Core code of Eden..."

The old man pointed to his wrinkled head. "She's right here... in my consciousness... if you kill me... she will vanish too..."

He was gambling.

Gambling that Chen Mo wouldn't dare to strike.

This was his final bargaining chip.

Chen Mo fell silent.

He looked at the old man's ugly face.

Suddenly.

He raised his blood-stained right hand and pressed it gently against the old man's chest.

There was a hole there.

Where the tubes had originally been inserted.

Now it was empty.

"You seem to have misunderstood one thing."

Chen Mo said softly, "Chen Nian isn't code."

"She is my sister."

"And."

Chen Mo's fingers slowly applied pressure, crushing the old man's fragile ribs. "I can hear it."

"In here."

"There is no sound of her."

The old man's pupils dilated sharply.

"Her voice is up there."

Chen Mo pointed at the ceiling, in the direction of Scrap Iron City. "She is in the heart of every living person."

"As for you."

Chen Mo's hand pressed down abruptly.

Crack.

Brittle ribs snapped, piercing the heart that had long since stopped beating.

"There is only sludge."

The old man gaped.

But he could no longer make a sound.

Black blood welled up in his throat, choking back all his lies.

His body convulsed a few times.

Then it went still.

Those black eyes remained open, but this time, he was truly dead.

Chen Mo let go.

He felt an unprecedented exhaustion.

Was it over?

[Warning: Unknown signal source upload detected.]

[Source: Target corpse.]

[Upload Progress: 99%...]

The red text on his retina suddenly pulsed frantically.

Chen Mo whipped his head around.

Looking toward the end of the hall.

There was a backup Server host there.

Just then, all the host's indicator lights suddenly turned red.

The screen that had gone dark lit up once more.

It wasn't the dead man's face.

But a massive, blurred face composed of countless data streams.

It was the old man's face.

"I told you."

That grand electronic voice rang out again, colder and more inhuman than before.

"The flesh is merely a vessel."

"As long as the network exists."

"I am God."

The face on the screen wore a twisted smile.

"Now, this body is useless."

"Chen Mo."

"The game has only just begun."

Boom—

Heavy footsteps echoed from the hall's entrance.

They weren't human footsteps.

It was the sound of hydraulic pistons and heavy armor striking the floor.

Chen Mo turned around.

He saw a massive figure standing in the doorway.

It was a three-meter-tall Heavy military prosthetic body.

A Vulcan cannon was mounted on its shoulder.

And its head was a transparent glass dome.

Soaking inside...

...was none other than Old Blind Man's terrified head.

"Master..."

Old Blind Man's voice came through the prosthetic's speakers, sounding tearful. "Help... I can't control this thing..."

The old man's face on the screen was laughing maniacally.

"Look."

"This is the power of evolution."

"Kill the opponent of this round."

"Let's see how long you can last."

The Vulcan cannon's barrels began to spin.

Chen Mo glanced at his crippled left shoulder.

Then at the broken copper pipe in his hand.

He took a deep breath.

That green heart began to beat frantically once more.

"Interesting."

Chen Mo spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.

"Then bring it on."

"Let's see if you can swap bodies faster..."

"...or if I can tear them apart faster."

...

The preheating sound of the Vulcan cannon's barrels was like a swarm of angry hornets.

Buzz—

The next second, a metal storm poured down.

A firing rate of six thousand rounds per minute was enough to tear any carbon-based organism to shreds.

Chen Mo didn't take it head-on.

The moment the barrels started spinning, he had already lunged toward a Load-bearing pillar on the side.

Bullets nipped at his heels.

The alloy floor was plowed into a deep trench, and flying metal shards sprayed everywhere like shrapnel.

Clang clang clang.

Sparks exploded on the pillar behind Chen Mo.

Concrete fragments showered down, hitting his Bulletproof vest.

"Left! Roll to the left!"

Old Blind Man's voice shrieked from the glass dome, his tone distorted. "It's going to strafe! Oh my god! Don't look at me, watch the road!"

Chen Mo did a forward roll along the ground.

But he didn't listen to Old Blind Man.

He rolled to the right.

The moment he left his spot, the half-meter-thick Load-bearing pillar was sliced in half by the Vulcan cannon, crashing down to the left with a boom.

If he had followed directions, he would be a meat pancake by now.

"Are you blind?"

Hiding behind a scrapped server cabinet, Chen Mo cursed while panting, "Can't you tell left from right?"

"I am blind!"

Old Blind Man shouted back righteously, "I'm dizzy inside this glass jar too! How am I supposed to know which way is left!"

Boom!

The cabinet was blown away by a Grenade.

Chen Mo was slammed against the wall by the blast wave.

The t-10 system's alarms were almost continuous.

[Shield Energy: 0%.]

[Right leg hydraulic rod damaged.]

[Suggestion: Surrender.]

"Surrender my ass."

Chen Mo spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

The three-meter-tall steel giant took heavy steps, crushing the glass shards on the floor as it approached step by step.

The Vulcan cannon on its shoulder was still smoking.

Inside the glass dome, Old Blind Man's head floated in Nutrient solution, his face pressed against the glass. Bubbles could even be seen coming from his nostrils.

"Data analysis complete."

That grand electronic voice came from the prosthetic's speakers.

That was Chen Yuan's voice.

Arrogant, cold, and overbearing.

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