3: Chapter 3 SSS Rank! Martial Law Declared Citywide

"Cough, cough, cough..."

As the thick smoke dissipated, the Middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle stood there with his hair smoked into a frizzy mess. His face was streaked with black and white, making him look exactly like a miner who had just crawled out of a coal kiln.

He stared blankly at the pile of scrap metal sparking with electricity in front of him. That was an Elementary gene testing device worth three million!

Even when an A-rank Genius appeared in the neighboring city, this machine had only lit up a red light. How did it end up self-destructing on the spot when it came to this kid?

"You... what exactly did you do?" The man pointed at Wang Dachui, his finger trembling.

Wang Dachui spread his hands innocently, blinking his large eyes:

"Comrade Examiner, this really isn't on me. I told you, I came here for the future of humanity. Maybe my patriotic passion was so high that the machine felt the pressure?"

"What the hell kind of patriotic passion is that!" The man nearly choked on his breath.

Just then, a flurry of urgent footsteps came from backstage.

The general manager of the audition site, a majestic middle-aged man in a dark uniform, walked over with large strides. He was the Deputy Director of the Jiangcheng Supernatural Bureau, Director Zhao Gang.

"What happened? Was there an attack? Where did that explosion come from?"

Director Zhao Gang's gaze was like lightning as he scanned the room, finally locking onto the pile of scrap metal and Wang Dachui, who had an "I'm a good boy" look on his face.

Seeing his superior arrive, the Middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle quickly stood at attention and saluted, his voice still shaking: "Reporting to Director Zhao! This... this candidate was being tested when the device... exploded."

"Exploded?" Director Zhao Gang's brows furrowed. He stepped forward to inspect the wreckage, and his expression instantly became solemn.

As a battle-hardened retired soldier king, he knew the construction of this device very well. Unless the instantaneous energy input exceeded the threshold by a hundredfold, it was impossible for the core chip to be charred like this.

He turned around and for the first time, looked at Wang Dachui properly.

Handsome.

That was the first impression. Other than that, there wasn't a single ripple of spiritual power on his body; he looked like a handsome guy who couldn't be more ordinary.

"Which Family are you from? Or... have you awakened some hidden ability?" Director Zhao Gang asked in a heavy voice.

Wang Dachui puffed out his chest and raised his head: "Reporting to the leader! My name is Wang Dachui, I live in Building Two of Fandou Garden. I have no sect, no faction, and no abilities! My only specialties are being handsome and patriotic!"

Director Zhao Gang's mouth twitched. What the hell was Fandou Garden?

"Bring the Black Box here." Director Zhao Gang waved to the assistant behind him.

The assistant turned pale with shock: "Director, the Black Box is a military-grade portable tester. It's usually only used to detect the energy fluctuations of War God-level experts. Using it for an audition..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Go now!" Director Zhao Gang's intuition told him that this seemingly unreliable young man might not be as simple as he appeared.

Soon, a black metal briefcase was brought up.

When opened, inside was a silver metal sphere full of sci-fi aesthetics, with several probes floating around it.

"Kid, this is military-grade equipment. It can withstand the full impact of a Planet-level powerhouse."

Director Zhao Gang pointed at the silver sphere. "Put your hand on it. If there's no reaction this time, I'll arrest you for damaging public property!"

Hearing he might be arrested, Wang Dachui hurriedly reached out. "Don't do that, leader. I'll test, I'll test right now."

Everyone's gaze focused once more. This time, Wang Dachui took a deep breath and muttered in his heart: "System, don't explode. Keep it low-key, just light up a bulb."

However, the System clearly didn't understand the meaning of 'low-key'.

The moment Wang Dachui's palm touched the silver sphere, there was no beep, no vibration. It was as if heaven and earth stood still for a second.

Immediately following— ROAR!

A dragon's roar that seemed to come from the ancient primordial wilderness actually exploded directly in everyone's minds!

The silver sphere instantly transformed into a small golden sun. The light was no longer blinding, but gentle, sacred, and filled with a pressure that made one want to bow down and worship!

The golden light did not spread outward but condensed into a lifelike phantom of a five-clawed golden Dragon, circling above Wang Dachui's head without dissipating for a long time!

At the same time, the display on the metal box refreshed data streams frantically, finally freezing on a line of bright red, constantly flashing large characters:

[Genetic Sequence: 001 - Primordial Divinity]

[Rating: SSS (Flawless)]

[Status: Human Perfect Primarch (Theoretically compatible with all supernatural genes)]

Clatter.

The communicator in Director Zhao Gang's hand dropped to the ground. His entire body was as if struck by lightning, frozen in place, his mouth open wide enough to fit two eggs.

"S... SSS-rank?"

"Human... Perfect Primarch?"

Each of these words was like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly smashing against his worldview.

The current record holder was that S-rank Thunder God in Kyoto, but even he had genetic defects.

But a Perfect Primarch only existed in the wild concepts of scientists from a hundred years ago. That was the ultimate direction of human evolution, the theoretical body of a god!

"Quick! Connect me to the capital immediately!"

Director Zhao Gang suddenly snapped back to his senses and lunged at the communicator on the ground like a madman, his fingers trembling so much he pressed the wrong password several times.

At this moment, to hell with poise and dignity!

He only knew one thing: he had struck gold! He had found a national treasure capable of changing the country's destiny!

The call connected, and an impatient voice came from the other end: "Zhao Gang? What's the rush? Didn't I say not to occupy the line unless it's Level 1 combat readiness?"

Director Zhao Gang took a deep breath and lowered his voice, shouting in a near-roaring whisper:

"Chief! Forget about Level 1 combat readiness!"

"I've caught... no, I've discovered a live Perfect Primarch here! SSS-rank! I repeat, SSS-rank!"

There was silence on the other end for three seconds. Then came the sound of a chair flipping over, followed by a thunderous roar:

"Zhao Gang! If you dare joke about something like this, I'll execute you!"

"I dare to sign a military order! The data is right in front of my eyes! That golden dragon phantom hasn't even dissipated yet!"

"Watch him closely for me! Seal the scene! No one is allowed in or out! Anyone who dares to come within five meters of him, kill on sight!"

"I'm coming too! No, send the Dragon Squad! I'm going to ask the Grand Elder for instructions right now!"

Beep— Beep— The call disconnected.

Director Zhao Gang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned around to look at the still-innocent-looking Wang Dachui, his gaze becoming incredibly complex.

That look was like seeing a peerless Vicious Beast in sheep's clothing, or like looking at a beautiful woman without clothes... cough, cough, anyway, it was full of fanaticism.

"Uh... leader?" Wang Dachui felt uneasy under the gaze and weakly raised his hand: "It didn't explode this time, right? Did I pass? Can I be assigned a wife now?"

Director Zhao Gang took a deep breath, suddenly stood at attention, and gave Wang Dachui a standard military salute!

"Comrade Wang Dachui! Please stay calm!"

"There will be a wife! There will be a house! Everything will be provided!"

Before Wang Dachui could react, the sky outside suddenly darkened.

Rumble—

The roar of massive propellers approached from afar, making the glass of the sports center buzz.

The crowd grew restless and flocked to the windows.

"Holy crap! Is that... a WZ-20?"

"One, two... my god, a whole squadron!"

"Look down there! Armored vehicles! SWAT! Which big shot is coming?"

In less than ten minutes, several dark figures descended from the sky on ropes above the sports center. Wearing exoskeleton combat armor and holding heavy laser guns, their movements were perfectly synchronized as they instantly took control of every corner of the scene.

The dark muzzles of the guns were not pointed at Wang Dachui but were turned away from him, forming an airtight protective circle of steel.

A special forces captain at the head of the group quickly walked up to Director Zhao Gang and flashed his ID: "Dragon Squad Special Action Team, ordered to take over the scene!"

"Where is the target individual?"

Director Zhao Gang pointed at the bewildered Wang Dachui surrounded in the middle.

The captain walked up to Wang Dachui. His expression was hidden behind a tactical mask, but his tone was exceptionally respectful:

"Mr. Wang, for your safety, please come with us."

"Your existence has now been classified as the nation's highest secret."