52: Chapter 52 Miss Spy, Welcome to the Hellish Laboratory

"Snap!"

The exquisite crystal goblet shattered on the carpet, and the dark red wine exploded like fresh blood.

Elena's pupils constricted to the size of pinpoints.

As the ace spy cultivated by Pfizer with all their might, she had undergone the most rigorous drug tolerance training.

But "Datura No. 3" was different; it was a biochemical toxin that acted directly on neural synapses, and even a Siberian brown bear would collapse if it drank it.

Is this man a monster?

"It seems you are very surprised."

Chen Yuan walked around the dining table, his leather shoes crushing the glass shards on the floor, producing a teeth-gritting crunch.

"Don't come over here!"

The terror in Elena's eyes lasted only a tenth of a second.

The next moment, her lazy drunkenness vanished instantly, replaced by the sharpness only a top-tier assassin possesses.

She slammed the table over, and using the splashing soup as cover, she pulled a razor-thin ceramic dagger from the inside of her thigh with her right hand.

This knife wouldn't pass airport security, but it could easily sever a person's carotid artery.

"Die!"

Like a black panther, she lunged at Chen Yuan with resolute killing intent.

Her movements were fast, accurate, and ruthless, aiming straight for his throat.

However, Chen Yuan didn't even raise a hand.

He just watched her quietly, a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Bang!"

Just as the knife tip was half a meter away from Chen Yuan, a foot wearing a high heel kicked out from the side without any warning.

The kick was so fast that the afterimage couldn't be seen, slamming heavily into Elena's lower abdomen.

"Cough—!"

Elena felt as if her intestines were about to rupture.

Her whole body flew backward like a broken ragdoll, smashing hard into the decorative painting on the wall, falling to the ground along with the frame.

"Moving against my boss on my turf?"

From the shadows, Alice slowly walked out.

She was still wearing that meticulous professional attire, and she was even holding a white towel used for wiping her hands.

"Miss Elena, was your etiquette class taught by a P.E. teacher?"

Elena struggled to get up, only to find that Alice's high heel was already stepping on her wrist.

"Crack."

"Ah—!!!"

The crisp sound of bone cracking was accompanied by a shrill scream.

The ceramic dagger fell to the ground, and Elena's wrist was bent at a strange angle, completely ruined.

"Shh."

Chen Yuan walked over, squatted down, and placed his index finger to his lips.

"Keep the noise down. Although this place is soundproof, I don't like noise."

He reached out and grabbed Elena's delicate chin, forcing her to look up.

That face, originally cold and noble, was now twisted from intense pain, her makeup ruined by cold sweat, making her look utterly disheveled.

"Pfizer wants to steal my technology?"

Chen Yuan patted her cheek, his smile so gentle it was hair-raising.

"No problem. I am a very generous person."

"Since you're here, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I'll take you to visit the real 'core technology'."

"After all, that showroom shown to outsiders is simply too low-level."

...

Half an hour later.

The fifth underground floor of the Pharmaceutical Factory.

This was an absolute restricted area; even Victor did not have permission to enter.

The feeling of weightlessness brought by the elevator's rapid descent made Elena's face, with her broken wrist, even paler.

She was dragged by Alice like a dead dog, her consciousness already somewhat blurred.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened.

A bone-chilling cold rushed towards them, and the air was filled with high concentrations of ozone and some indescribable fishy sweetness.

"Welcome to—Hell."

Chen Yuan spread his arms, and the sensor lights behind him turned on row by row.

The scene before her made Elena instantly forget the intense pain in her wrist, her pupils dilating to the limit.

This was a huge underground space, as if it were a xenomorph nest buried deep underground.

Countless thick, transparent pipes crisscrossed, with green nutrient solution flowing inside.

And at the terminals where the pipes connected were rows of huge cylindrical cultivation tanks.

In that eerie green liquid, monsters that would cause nightmares were suspended.

A three-meter-tall Tyrant, with gray-white skin and muscles like iron, pressed its huge sharp claws against the glass wall, as if it would break through in the next second.

A skinless Licker, its brain exposed directly to the air, its long tongue swaying unconsciously in the liquid.

There were many more deformed creatures whose names she couldn't call, some with three heads, some covered in tentacles...

"My God..."

Elena trembled all over, her teeth chattering.

"These... what are these?"

"These?"

Chen Yuan walked over to a cultivation tank containing a Tyrant and knocked on the thick bulletproof glass.

"These are the 'biotechnology' that Pfizer dreams of."

"Didn't you want immortality? Didn't you want human enhancement?"

Chen Yuan pointed at the Tyrant's powerful muscles.

"Look, a perfect biological weapon. No pain, tireless, and strength ten times that of a human. Apart from being a bit ugly, it has almost no flaws."

"No... this isn't real... you are a devil..."

Elena collapsed.

She thought she was facing a business genius or some kind of high-tech criminal.

But she was wrong.

This was a madman! A thorough, life-defiling mad scientist!

If Pfizer really got this technology, the world would be destroyed!

"Don't look at me like that."

Chen Yuan turned around, his gaze falling on Elena, as if inspecting raw material waiting to be processed.

"Scientific progress is always accompanied by sacrifice. You at Pfizer use lab mice for experiments, while I..."

He pointed to the end of the laboratory, where there was an empty cultivation tank.

The hatch was wide open, and the connecting lines inside hung down like tentacles, waiting for a new Host.

"I prefer to use higher-level primates."

Elena looked in the direction of his finger, and a chill rushed from the soles of her feet straight to her scalp.

"No! You can't do this!"

She struggled desperately, wanting to escape this terrifying place.

"I am a U.S. citizen! I am a senior consultant for Pfizer! If I go missing, the FBI will turn this place upside down!"

"Save it."

Alice kicked her in the back of the knee, making her kneel on the ground.

"The Red Queen has already deleted all your travel records. In this world, the person named Elena has been 'non-existent' since yesterday."

"Take her over there."

Chen Yuan ordered coldly.

Alice grabbed Elena by the hair, ignoring her crying and pleading, and dragged her directly toward that empty cultivation tank.

"Let me go! Please! I have money! I have five million U.S. dollars in a Swiss bank! I'll give it all to you!"

"I can be a double agent! I can help you take down Pfizer! Don't turn me into one of those monsters!"

Elena screamed hysterically, her fingernails scratching bloody marks into the floor.

She wasn't afraid of death; she had made up her mind the day she became a spy.

But she was afraid of becoming a walking corpse with no thoughts, only capable of slaughter!

That was worse than death!

"A double agent?"

Chen Yuan walked over to the cultivation tank, looking at Elena, who had been forced into the tank by Alice and whose limbs were locked by metal restraints.

He shook his head and sighed with some regret:

"Sorry, that position is already filled. Natasha is doing a good job, and I don't need a backup for now."

"As for your value..."

Chen Yuan reached out and pressed a few buttons on the console.

The cultivation tank began to fill with water.

Pale green nutrient solution gushed out from the bottom, covering Elena's calves, waist, and chest...

"Your value lies in your body."

Chen Yuan looked at the beautiful face behind the glass, twisted and distorted by fear.

"Pfizer's genetic technology has always been in a bottleneck period. I think, if their ace spy is transformed into a super soldier and sent back..."

"That scene would be very exciting."

The liquid covered Elena's neck.

She tilted her head back desperately, trying to breathe one last breath of air, her eyes filled with tears of despair.

"Wuwuwu!!!"

She wanted to speak, but a breathing tube had already been inserted into her mouth.

Chen Yuan leaned close to the glass, looking at her eyes filled with fear, and a smile as warm as a spring breeze appeared on his face.

It was just like a doctor comforting a patient about to go on the operating table:

"Don't be afraid, take a deep breath."

"It's just a small surgery."

"When you wake up, you will find yourself becoming stronger, faster, and more... obedient."

"You will thank me."