155: Chapter 155 Bro, why does your pharmaceutical factory have electric fences and machine guns?

The camera remained fixed tightly on the towering estate wall.

It was definitely not a standard iron fence meant to deter poachers or thieves.

The ten-meter-high explosion-proof concrete walls shimmered with a cold, hard, gray luster under the blinding Texas sun.

The top of the wall was covered in thick, dense layers of special alloy barbed wire.

Deep blue electric arcs crackled between the wires from time to time.

It was a 100,000-volt high-voltage electric fence capable of instantly turning an adult elephant into charcoal.

But that wasn't even the deadliest part.

In the shadows of the high wall, every ten meters, there was a semi-concealed alloy bunker.

Mounted conspicuously above each bunker was an autonomous dual-barreled six-tube Gatling heavy machine gun.

The pitch-black barrels were as thick as an adult's arm.

A red thermal imaging radar rotated at a constant speed, and the gun barrels emitted a teeth-grinding mechanical servo sound as they tracked the radar's lock.

That aura of death, capable of shredding any carbon-based lifeform, hit everyone through the screen.

The comments in the livestream, which had just been frantically scrolling with expressions of being moved and praise, were instantly wiped clean.

There was a ten-second silence.

The worldviews of tens of millions of netizens were ruthlessly crushed at this moment.

Then, a geometrically explosive surge of comments flooded the screen.

The massive torrent of traffic even caused the livestream platform's backup servers to groan under the overload.

Especially those hardcore military enthusiasts who had been lurking in the livestream.

They simply couldn't believe their eyes.

"Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t! What on earth am I looking at?!"

"If my eyes aren't deceiving me, that's an M134 Minigun! And it's an extremely rare dual-barreled autonomous anti-missile model!"

"The hell kind of 'veterinary Pharmaceutical Factory' is this?! Whose Pharmaceutical Factory has walls made of military-grade explosion-proof concrete? That thickness wouldn't even be breached by C4 explosives!"

"The transformer scale for this electric fence is definitely over 100,000 volts! Forget about thieves stealing medicine; even a fly would be vaporized if it flew past!"

"Brothers, this is no joke! A firepower net of this density combined with an automated radar fire control system..."

"This defensive system is enough to withstand a frontal assault from a fully armed heavy armored company!"

"Is this really to stop thieves? This is clearly meant to stop a regular army!"

"Streamer, run! Your brother is definitely not some legitimate pharmaceutical entrepreneur!"

"This is definitely a drug lord's den or a secret military base for an international arms dealer! Streamer, you're in a den of thieves right now!"

The comments scrolled frantically like falling snowflakes.

The screen full of red exclamation marks and panicked warning words made Chen Nuo feel dizzy.

She held the selfie stick blankly.

Her whole body was frozen in place as if under a paralysis spell.

A dry, hot breeze carrying the scent of gunpowder and dust blew past.

Chen Nuo couldn't help but shiver violently.

She had originally thought she was just coming abroad to visit her self-made, loving, and inspirational brother.

She had thought that the terrifying Husky with the "severe skin disease" from earlier was the most unbelievable thing in this estate.

But this war fortress, interwoven with steel and gunpowder, stood before her.

It ruthlessly tore apart all her naive fantasies.

Who in their right mind would set up such a deranged heavy machine gun position in their own home?

What kind of Pharmaceutical Factory needs explosion-proof walls and a 100,000-volt high-voltage electric fence?

Chen Nuo swallowed hard.

She felt the phone in her hand become heavy as a mountain, as if she were holding a ticking time bomb that could detonate at any moment.

The brother who had been gentle, considerate, and always protective of her since she was a child...

...now seemed completely like a stranger in her mind.

She turned around stiffly.

Her gaze crossed the massive landscape fountain spraying water and landed on Chen Yuan, who was standing not far away.

Chen Yuan was still wearing the lab coat he had put on for disguise.

Gold-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of his high nose, with sunlight refracting soft halos on the lenses.

He looked gentle, refined, and full of academic aura.

But this veneer of gentility seemed incredibly absurd and ridiculous against the backdrop of the cold machine guns.

"Brother..."

Chen Nuo's voice was trembling.

She stared fixedly at the brother who usually doted on her the most, her eyes rapidly welling up with tears from extreme shock and fear.

"What... what exactly are you doing?"

She pointed a trembling finger at the machine gun bunker that was rotating its muzzle with the wind direction.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Why... why does your Pharmaceutical Factory have an electric fence and machine guns?"

Chen Nuo's questioning voice echoed in the open garden.

It carried a hint of despair and helplessness, as if she were about to cry.

How she wished her brother would smile and pat her head like he used to.

Tell her this was just a prank, or a movie set built by a Hollywood crew.

But he didn't.

Chen Yuan didn't answer immediately.

He stood with one hand in his lab coat pocket.

His deep gaze looked quietly through his gold-rimmed glasses at his overly frightened sister.

Victor stood two meters behind Chen Yuan, the fat on his face twitching wildly.

He had already prepared for the worst.

He was even frantically calculating in his mind which model of EMP bomb to use to cut off the entire North American satellite network to cover up this epic PR disaster.

Alice's fingers were slightly curled, the cold light of liquid metal flickering in her palm.

With just one look from Chen Yuan, she could destroy the phone that was currently livestreaming in 0.1 seconds.

But Chen Yuan didn't do that.

He just turned his head slightly, scanning with his peripheral vision the comments on his sister's phone screen that were about to explode.

"Call the police! I've already called the international police!"

"This is definitely illegal armed separatism! Streamer, your brother is dead meat!"

"This is clearly a military fortress! Investigate! We must thoroughly investigate his background!"

"They're saying this is an armory..." Chen Nuo added with a choke.

The screen was full of questions like "Is this an armory?", almost bursting out of the screen, carrying a fanaticism that wanted to nail him to the cross.

Facing this scene that would make any transnational crime syndicate leader panic.

The gentleness on Chen Yuan's face completely vanished in an instant.

He slowly took a deep breath.

There was no panic in those pitch-black eyes; instead, they revealed a deep, unfathomable calmness typical of a person in a position of power.

He looked at the camera, his expression becoming extremely serious.

《I Told You to Sell Medicine, Not Create Umbrella Corporation!》