344: Chapter 344 Blackwater Virus

Seeing the pile of clothes and black, viscous liquid in the isolation room, everyone couldn't help but gasp. It was hard to imagine that just three minutes ago, he had been an adult human weighing over 160 jin.

Yodelion and Jimmy were also startled. Although they had been prepared, the virus's effect on the human body still exceeded their expectations.

This wasn't their first time conducting this experiment, but the previous test subjects had not been human.

Jimmy walked back in to inspect, carefully extracted a sample, and after some testing, reported to Yodelion, "Professor, it's the same as before; the test subject's gene chain has completely collapsed."

"Good," Yodelion nodded and waved his hand, "Proceed with the next experiment. Reduce the injection dosage by 50% this time."

"Understood."

Jimmy handed the sample to a few others, took another case, and walked into the isolation room. This time, Jimmy approached the short-statured high-ranking Japan government official.

Seeing him approach, the short man was on the verge of a nervous breakdown; the miserable state of the previous subject was still fresh in his mind.

"Don't come over..."

The short man struggled, but his hands and feet were restrained. He could only struggle in vain, his body twisting clumsily on the ground.

"Ah—" Two minutes later, a miserable scream rang out, continuous and unending.

Listening to this inhuman screaming, Kurokawa Saki and his group felt their legs go weak. Every painful modulation of the short man's voice, every gasp that sounded like a tearing throat, drilled into their ears without any attenuation, striking their already strained nerves.

What kind of bizarre thing was this? What was this company researching? This place was simply hell!

While Kurokawa Saki was trembling with fear, several soldiers nearby seemed to receive an order. They turned in unison and drove these people out like they were herding pigs.

At this moment, they were more than happy to comply, cooperating perfectly.

Ignoring the pleading gazes of the two former compatriots inside the isolation room, Kurokawa Saki and the others scrambled out of this terrifying laboratory.

They took the elevator straight to the top of the Black Tower and were led into a very spacious office. The decor here was exquisite. Not far from the entrance, they saw a very magnificent mermaid statue, which clearly looked like the work of a master.

Beside the desk facing the office door, a figure was leaning comfortably in a high-backed chair. The commotion of Kurokawa Saki and his group being shoved in did not interrupt his thoughts.

It was only when the soldiers brought the dispirited Japan officials to a halt a few meters in front of the desk that he opened his eyes.

Kurokawa Saki and the others instantly felt as if they were being stared at by the God of Death. A chill involuntarily rose from their spines, as if they were no longer living people, but were being scrutinized by some higher-dimensional existence. The fear this brought was no less than what the virus had caused them earlier.

Fortunately, after a short while, this feeling vanished.

They finally saw the figure sitting in the chair clearly. It was a young man with a hint of evil in his eyes, who was sizing them up.

Kurokawa Saki recognized him. The person before them was exactly the man they had dreamed of either capturing or eliminating, hailed as the greatest entrepreneur in the entire World, and the source of all their current suffering.

The founder of Third-Party Technology, Lin Fang!

"Gentlemen, welcome here. If there is anything lacking in our hospitality, please bear with us."

Lin Fang stood up, his slender figure walking in front of Kurokawa Saki and the others. With a smile on his face, he waved his hand to dismiss the soldiers, leaving himself alone.

In the vast top-floor office, only these officials and that young founder remained, standing just a few steps away from them.

Perhaps this was a chance to survive? If they could capture him and use him as a threat, perhaps they could leave this place?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Kurokawa Saki's mind.

If they used him as a hostage, they could leave! If they controlled him, the soldiers outside would be afraid to act! This was their only chance, the only chance to escape this hell, and perhaps even turn the situation around.

"Mr. Kurokawa Saki, as Prime Minister, why aren't you speaking?" A calm voice exploded in Kurokawa Saki's ear, and he was startled to realize that the young man had arrived beside him without him knowing when.

This sentence instantly froze all of Kurokawa Saki's delusions and extinguished the bit of courage he had just mustered. He hadn't even noticed when the other party had moved over.

That gaze seemed to have long since seen through the calculations in his heart. All his scheming and struggling were nothing more than the performance of a clown, laughable and pathetic.

Furthermore, Kurokawa Saki had a very dangerous premonition: he could not make a move; if he did, he would die.

"Mr... Mr. Lin Fang..."

Even Kurokawa Saki, who could chat and laugh freely when facing leaders of other countries, felt his tongue was like a piece of frozen meat that wouldn't obey him.

Kurokawa Saki twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly, ingratiating smile. After a moment, he finally squeezed out a voice.

"Meeting you is better than hearing about you. We... are very happy to see you."

"I'm afraid that's not the case."

Lin Fang smiled and retorted, "Why do I feel like you're afraid? What are you afraid of? Do you think I'm going to eat you?"

"N-no,"

Kurokawa Saki stammered in defense, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Mr. Lin is joking. We are just... just seeing you for the first time, so we're a bit nervous."

Kurokawa Saki tried desperately to maintain the dignity of the Prime Minister, but his legs couldn't stop trembling; he couldn't even stand steadily. The officials behind him were all bowing their heads, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Just this...

Seeing them like this, Lin Fang felt a sense of boredom and had no intention of wasting words with them, so he simply said:

"I can let you go back."

These words caused everyone to freeze in place, yet they couldn't suppress the excitement that surged within them—like the ecstasy of someone in a desperate situation grabbing a lifeline.

"Mr... Mr. Lin, are you serious?" Kurokawa Saki's voice became a bit more urgent. The officials behind him also raised their heads one after another; no one dared to believe it easily, yet they couldn't help but hope for that glimmer of survival.

Lin Fang looked at them, the corners of his mouth curling up.

"The premise is that from now on, Japan will serve me for generations to come, acting as the dogs of Third-Party Technology. Otherwise, you can go back downstairs and become test subjects..."

That was the Black Water virus Lin Fang had obtained from Verland, which he had handed over to Yodelion not long ago.

There were no surprises.

These people had long since been scared out of their wits. After implanting the hades brain-control chip into them and having them collectively recite the Third-Party Technology vassal code...

Lin Fang let them go back. From now on, as long as Third-Party Technology existed, Japan would never be able to escape the fate of being enslaved.

This was also just to resolve some troubles that might arise after the strike.