120: I have another request

The alloy gate opened into a passageway filled with the lingering smell of gunpowder from the battle and the acrid scent of residual energy.

Lin Feng, supporting Wang Yin, was about to hobble out of the chaotic scene.

Just as Wang Yin's foot was about to step over the threshold, Lin Feng's body suddenly froze.

He tightened his grip on Wang Yin's arm, steadying his weakened companion against himself, then slowly turned around.

His gaze swept over the scattered debris and groaning guards, past Zhao Tieying, whose face was ashen and whose breathing had not fully calmed, finally settling on the old man by the door, who had just quelled all the chaos and whose aura was as deep as the sea.

The old man's eyes remained calm and unruffled, as if everything that had just happened was a trivial interlude.

He quietly watched Lin Feng, waiting for him to speak.

"President."

Lin Feng's voice was not loud, but it clearly cut through the silence of the experimental lab.

"To compensate for the pain and harm my friend suffered here, I hope President Chen can offer him some compensation."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zhao Tieying's mouth twitched uncontrollably, his eyes filled with absurdity and disbelief!

This kid, he actually still dared to ask for compensation?!

Did he not know that he almost tore down the Professional Association Headquarters' research lab just now?!

The wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to deepen, and for the first time, a clear hint of... speechlessness flickered in his world-weary eyes.

"Compensation?"

The old man's voice betrayed no emotion, yet it carried a weight as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Young Friend Lin, do you know that if not for the Professional Association taking him in and treating him, your friend would have long since died at the hands of a Beastmaster in the Barren World? We saved his life! Now you're asking us for compensation! What kind of logic is that?!"

However, Lin Feng seemed to have completely ignored the old man's words.

"This compensation is to make up for the mental and physical trauma my friend suffered! My friend participated in the Professional Association-organized Professional College Entrance Examination, and receiving compensation after being injured is the Professional Association's due responsibility!"

He paused, meeting the old man's profound gaze, and slowly articulated the number that was enough to make anyone's heart stop: "146 Extraordinay Potions."

"That is the compensation I demand."

"What?!"

"Hiss...!"

Gasps of cold air rose and fell, even the injured and groaning guards forgot their pain, looking at Lin Feng in horror.

Zhao Tieying nearly thought he had misheard, his eyes wide as saucers.

146 Extraordinary Potions?!

What kind of concept was that?

One bottle of Extraordinary Potion could artificially boost a Black Iron Level to Gold-level peak, or even awaken a trace of the power of rules!

146 bottles!

This kid was absolutely insane!

No, not just insane, he wanted to poke a hole in the sky!

The calm on the old man's face was finally completely shattered, his brows furrowed tightly, and an indescribable pressure emanated from him, the air seeming to become thick and heavy, and even the light appeared to dim a few shades.

The power of rules silently flowed around him, signifying the violent fluctuations within his heart at this moment.

He stared at Lin Feng, as if truly seeing this young man for the first time.

"146 portions?"

The old man's voice deepened, carrying the oppressive feeling of an impending storm.

"Young Friend Lin, do you know what you are saying? Extraordinary Potion is not cabbage! Its value, its risks..."

"I know its value!"

Lin Feng interrupted decisively.

"And I know the harm it has caused my friend even more! These 146 portions are compensation! Not one less!"

Thoughts raced through his mind.

This was not a spur-of-the-moment decision; rather, when he saw Wang Yin's power surge, even vaguely touching upon the power of rules, a bold and crazy idea had formed in his mind!

His Xenomorph Legion, those hundreds of Gold-level terrifying existences, if each one consumed an Extraordinary Potion... what would that create?

An Alien Army with hundreds of Transcendent-level powers?!

What a terrifying force that would be!

Enough to sweep away all obstacles!

This was simply a godsend, an excellent opportunity to improve his strength and deal with future crises!

He had to seize it!

Before the old man could speak, a cold voice, with a metallic friction-like texture yet filled with uncontrollable excitement, suddenly echoed throughout the entire experimental lab through the omnipresent loudspeakers.

"146 portions? Yes!"

The owner of this voice was none other than Chen Xuantong!

Everyone was stunned, including the old man and Zhao Tieying.

They had never expected Chen Xuantong to agree?

And to agree so... readily?

In the monitoring room, Chen Xuantong's pale face was flushed with a sickly red, and his eyes burned with a greed more intense than before.

He stared intently at Lin Feng on the screen, as if watching a rare treasure suddenly crack open, revealing an even more brilliant core inside!

"Hundreds of Gold-level xenomorphs... simultaneously consuming Extraordinary Potions... Hahahaha! Perfect! Too perfect!"

"This will be an unprecedented experiment!"

"It's an excellent observation sample for the diffusion, mutation, and evolution of the power of rules in group organisms!"

"This opportunity... is once in a lifetime! Lin Feng, oh Lin Feng, you truly are my lucky star! You actually handed the research material to me yourself!"

He was so excited he almost danced, but his voice forcefully suppressed his excitement, transmitting clearly through the loudspeaker.

"However, Lin Feng, I can prepare the potions for you."

"But you must agree to one condition, my only condition."

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, without the slightest hesitation.

"Speak!"

"These 146 Extraordinary Potions, you must use them on your familiars in my research lab, in front of me!"

Chen Xuantong's voice was decisive, carrying the unyielding obsession of a research fanatic.

Lin Feng sneered inwardly.

Sure enough! This madman had guessed his intention!

The sight of hundreds of Gold-level xenomorphs simultaneously advancing was nothing short of the most delicious feast for a research maniac like Chen Xuantong!

He simply could not refuse the temptation to observe such a "miracle"!

And the research lab... that was Chen Xuantong's home ground, meaning he had the most complete monitoring and analysis equipment to capture every detail of energy fluctuation!

Risk?

There was none!

With the Alien Queen present, even if the Alien Queen fell into slumber due to evolution, Lin Feng believed his Xenomorph Legion would not be affected by the Extraordinary Potion!

Moreover, judging from Wang Yin's state, the Extraordinary Potion seemed to start at the genetic level when enhancing a professional's abilities, and for genetic modification, xenomorphs were ancestral-level!

"Good! I agree!"

Lin Feng's voice was crisp and clear.

"When?"

"One day!"

Chen Xuantong's voice carried impatience.

"Tomorrow at this time! Right here! I will have 146 potions ready!"

"You, bring your familiar legion! Remember, if even one is missing! I will not give you the potions!"

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"