398: Chapter 398 The Dark World, I'm Back Again

Ma Biao's smile froze.

He was stunned for two seconds, then flew into a rage, slapped the table, and stood up:

"Zhuo Feng! You fucking bastard, making groundless accusations! I am fiercely loyal to the organization, what right do you have to slander me?"

"Slander?"

A mocking arc curled the corners of Zhuo Feng's mouth:

"Just a moment ago, you tried to contact your superior, didn't you?"

"Zhuo, you've always had it in for me, but you don't need to invent such a lame excuse to throw dirt at me!"

Shamed into anger, Ma Biao immediately ripped off his floral shirt and violently flung it onto the ground.

"Come on, come on! Today I'll let you search me to your heart's content and see if I'm carrying any communication devices on me!"

He spread his arms wide, revealing the tight white undershirt underneath and his knotted muscles.

He even turned around and struck a few poses, showing off his physique to the others in the conference room to prove his innocence.

Seeing this, several cadres who were on good terms with him couldn't help muttering in low voices:

"Director Zhuo, isn't there some misunderstanding here? We still trust Lao Ma's character."

"Yeah, you can't just talk nonsense without evidence..."

In the crowd, Xu Hao and Chen Chen inadvertently exchanged glances, both seeing the relief of surviving a disaster in each other's eyes.

At the same time, the two couldn't help feeling curious about how Ma Biao, the mole who took the fall for them, had been exposed.

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

Zhuo Feng let out a cold snort, then raised his hand, pressed the communication switch on his headset, and ordered:

"Black Hawk Squad, Group A, target conference hall, take control of the scene immediately."

As soon as his voice fell, the heavy double doors of the conference hall were kicked wide open.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a group of pursuers wearing black combat uniforms and holding assault rifles poured in successively, blocking the door airtightly.

The tactical scopes with flashing red lights on the muzzles locked onto everyone present.

The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point, and all the cadres and bosses looked at each other in dismay, trembling like cicadas in winter.

In the oppressive silence, there was only the crisp sound of firearms parts colliding.

"What are you doing? Want to play torture to extract a confession?"

Ma Biao's expression changed repeatedly, and he still stubbornly insisted:

"I have rendered meritorious service for the organization, and I have shed blood for my superiors! Do you think you can convict an eighth-grade cadre just by saying a few casual words?"

He stiffened his neck, maintaining a rogue posture of flat-out denial.

Zhuo Feng curled his lips, looking at him as if sizing up a dead man.

"Lao Ma."

Station Chief Feng Jincai, who had been standing leisurely to the side, patted the metal box in his hand and slowly walked forward.

"To tell you the truth, in order to catch you, a deeply hidden mole, we deliberately designed today's trap just to flush the snake out of its hole."

"For this, Minister Luo even specially invited an inspector from headquarters, which is Great Master Jia Sangyi who interviewed you back then."

"He is a dignified Grade A psychic powerhouse who can monitor the consciousness fluctuations of everyone present in real-time. If you are willing, I can arrange for him to read your memories personally."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help drawing a cold breath.

Reading memories was even more spine-chilling and worse than death than any physical torture.

Even the slightest mistake would turn the victim into a complete idiot.

"So, do you still want to quibble?"

Station Chief Feng Jincai's tone was casual, and a cat-and-mouse smile appeared on his face:

"Oh, right, that mysterious guest you secretly contacted has probably already been captured personally by Minister Luo."

It was as if to confirm his words.

From below the building, a faint sound of successive gunshots came, short and dense, like a string of exploding firecrackers.

Immediately following, the marble floor tiles beneath everyone's feet produced another slight tremor.

Even after being weakened by the building's layers of structure, there was still an obvious shockwave.

Clearly, a fierce battle was erupting deep in the experimental area downstairs.

Ma Biao's complexion instantly turned pale.

He knew he was finished.

The next second, all the anger and astonishment on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by a nearly frantic ferocity.

"Since you've discovered me, let's all die together!"

He let out an inhuman roar, and the undershirt and trousers on his body were instantly ripped apart.

Rip, torn fabric debris splattered everywhere.

Ma Biao's whole body's muscles expanded rapidly, and dense black hair quickly covered his body like moss.

His bones made teeth-aching crack-crack loud noises, and with a sharp bursting sound, his ten fingers also transformed into sharp beast claws flashing with cold light.

In just two seconds, a werewolf over two and a half meters tall, exuding a violent aura all over, appeared in the conference room!

"Catch him!"

Zhuo Feng shouted sharply.

Amidst this series of shocking changes, the other cadres appeared at a loss.

Some people remembered past favors, while others knew their strength was inadequate, and unexpectedly not a single one stepped forward.

In their view, Ma Biao was a dignified eighth-grade cadre; if they were to make a move, it should be the two big bosses Zhuo Feng and Station Chief Feng Jincai taking the stage.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several pursuers standing in the front row reacted extremely quickly and immediately raised their guns to shoot.

Tongues of fire spewed from the muzzles, and the bullets accurately hit the target, making a dull thudding sound.

They only embedded into the thick muscles, splashing a few blood blossoms, which was far from enough to cause fatal damage.

The werewolf Incarnation of Ma Biao was covered in bullet holes all over, as if completely devoid of pain.

He swung a claw, and the heavy conference table was easily torn open with a huge gap as if made of paper.

Half the table was lifted by him, blocking the subsequent incoming bullets, and he violently smashed it toward several pursuers and cadres closest to him.

Those people didn't have time to react before being swept away by this huge force, crashing heavily into the wall, vomiting blood, their life or death unknown.

Station Chief Feng Jincai still stood in place, his expression calm.

This was the top floor of the Noah Building; there were numerous cadres in the conference hall, well-equipped guards were spread all over the corridors, and Minister Luo would also come up soon.

In his view, Ma Biao's actions were at most a desperate last stand and a dying struggle.

"You're asking for death!"

A cold gleam flashed in Zhuo Feng's eyes, and those already sharp pupils suddenly burst forth with a blinding silver light.

Two scorching impact beams shot out from his pupils, carrying a sizzling sound of burning air straight toward Ma Biao's chest.

Wherever they passed, the temperature rose sharply, and even the air distorted.

However, Ma Biao's seemingly clumsy body was unexpectedly agile.

With a side-sliding step, he narrowly dodged the beam attack.

The two beams flew past his shoulder, instantly piercing through a marble pillar behind him.

Like cutting tofu, it left two charred holes whose edges were still melting.

The huge-figured werewolf let out a wild laugh, advancing instead of retreating, and violently charged into the crowd.

Zhuo Feng's gaze moved with his figure, and the impact beams chased closely behind.

Numerous cadres and bosses were frightened into Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, scrambling to dodge in all directions.

Xu Hao and Chen Chen were also among them.

Especially Xu Hao, who awkwardly lunged forward and fell flat on the ground.

In his heart, he secretly cursed whether Ma Biao had gone crazy, wanting to drag someone down with him but not picking his own brothers!

But Ma Biao did not go on a killing spree, nor did he break out from the door amidst the chaos; instead, he crashed straight toward that huge floor-to-ceiling window!

"He wants to jump out of the building!"

Someone exclaimed with a trembling voice.

Everyone's heart chilled; this was the 90th floor, nearly three hundred meters high!

No matter how formidable Ma Biao became after transformation, falling down would turn him into a puddle of meat paste.

Bang!

Under the werewolf's powerful impact, the curtain wall made of tempered glass supported for less than half a second before emitting a deafening roar.

Countless glass fragments splattered everywhere like ice crystals, reflecting the lights inside the conference hall.

Enwrapped by wind and rain, Ma Biao's massive body unhesitatingly lunged into the high altitude outside the window.

Everyone in the conference room froze in place.

"Zhuo Feng, Skinflint Feng, I will still come back——to settle accounts with you——"

The howling high-altitude turbulence stretched Ma Biao's roar into intermittent pieces, and along with his rapidly falling figure, it was soon swallowed up.

From the shattered window, fierce wind mixed with rain poured backward, wetting the few people closest to it.

The light in Zhuo Feng's eyes slowly dimmed, ending the release of his ability, while also revealing an incredulous expression.

Station Chief Feng Jincai's metal box dropped to the ground with a clang.

His expression was livid as he rushed to the window in quick steps.

The fish that had fallen into the net actually escaped in this manner; if Minister Luo were to blame him, he wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility.

"Brother Biao... so ruthless?"

Xu Hao was also dumbfounded, his mouth half-open, twitching slightly.

In a flash, the conference hall went from chaotic and noisy to dead silent.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over.

Suddenly, a slight buzzing sound came from the ceiling, and the air fluctuated like the surface of water.

Thud!

A heavy object fell out of thin air from the ceiling, accompanied by countless glass shards, smashing onto the marble floor.

"Ouch——"

Then, a painful muffled groan sounded, a voice extremely familiar.

Everyone focused their gaze and looked over.

The one who fell from the ceiling was shockingly a person.

And... it was precisely Ma Biao who had just jumped out of the building!

At this moment, he had transformed back into human form, lying sprawled on the ground, wincing in pain.

He had just vowed, "I will still come back to settle accounts with you".

Only a few seconds had passed, and he actually came back so quickly?

More crucially, how on earth did he fall from the sky? Could it be that he can fly?

Everyone was so surprised their mouths dropped open, their minds blank, completely unable to understand everything happening before their eyes.

Ma Biao took quite a beating from this fall, lying on the ground for a long time without recovering, naturally unable to answer their questions.

"Hey, look outside quickly!"

Xu Hao suddenly pointed outside the window and shouted loudly: "How did it suddenly turn pitch black?"

Everyone raised their heads one after another, looking toward the shattered floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, the city night view that should have been brightly lit was pitch black at this moment.

Those towering skyscrapers, those dazzling neon lights, those bustling streets, all of them had disappeared.

Only the rain still fell from the night sky, hitting the shattered window sill and making a ticking sound.

The entire world seemed to be completely covered by a giant black cloth, leaving only endless darkness.

This sudden bizarre spectacle was even more creeping than the previous scene of catching the mole.

"A power outage?"

A cadre asked subconsciously.

"Impossible!"

Chen Chen frowned and softly retorted: "In a city as big as Dongdu, how could there be a city-wide power outage?"

Liu Yu also muttered a few words:

"That's right, isn't the Noah Building completely fine? The lights here are still on."

Before his voice fell, the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling suddenly emitted a current sound, and the lights flickered a few times.

The entire conference hall flickered on and off, instantly tightening everyone's hearts.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhuo Feng shoved away the person blocking in front, walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and peered down through the breach.

He saw that grayish-white thick fog was pervading outside, covering the glass curtain wall of the lower half of the Noah Building.

With his vision far surpassing ordinary people, he could only barely see the scenery four or five floors below.

Those mists seemed to have life, churning upwards from below and devouring all light.

Zhuo Feng's brows were tightly knitted, and then he raised his head to look ahead.

Outside the building, the entire world was an endless darkness, and no other scenery could be seen at all.

Those office buildings, overpasses, and bustling districts that should have existed had all disappeared.

The Noah Building at this moment was like an isolated island standing in a dark ocean.

"Station Chief..."

Zhuo Feng withdrew his gaze and looked doubtfully at Station Chief Feng Jincai, who had been observing for a long time.

Station Chief Feng Jincai narrowed his eyes, his fat face devoid of the slightest smile.

His lips were tightly pursed, and after a long while, he slowly spat out a sentence:

"I have a bad premonition; we might have... entered some sort of 'Inner World'."

"'Inner World'?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Feng was slightly startled.

Station Chief Feng Jincai suddenly turned to look at him, his tone carrying a trace of urgency:

"Zhuo Feng, contact Minister Luo immediately and ask him about the situation in the experimental area!"

"Alright."

Zhuo Feng quickly raised his hand to press his headset, sending out a calling signal.

But inside, only a burst of noisy current sound came; the signal seemed to have suffered severe interference, making it completely impossible to establish clear communication.

He then switched channels again to contact Black Hawk, the captain in charge of the defense work of the experimental area.

But the situation remained the same; there was only a faint sound in the headset, vaguely mixed with gunshots and shouts, and then the communication was completely cut off.

Just at this moment, near the door of the conference hall, a commotion came.

"What's going on? So much smoke, who set off a smoke bomb?"

Those pursuers raised their guns with suspicion and uncertainty, aiming outside the door.

They saw that grayish-white mist was drilling in from the corridor like a snake, rapidly spreading into the conference hall.

After a moment, terrified screams suddenly came from the far end of the corridor.

"What the hell is that thing?"

"Careful, don't get close!"

"Fuck! Open fire, open fire quickly!"

Gunshots suddenly flared up, but then abruptly stopped.

Replacing them were scalp-tingling weeping and laughter and shrill screams.

...

The rain curtain hung low and neon lights flickered, dyeing Dongdu's night sky into a deep indigo.

Traffic on the streets was weaving like a loom, and taillights drew flowing ribbons of light on the wet asphalt road.

Gao Jin held a black umbrella, standing quietly on the rooftop of an office building.

Raindrops hit the surface of the umbrella, making a dense sound.

As the wind grew stronger, the rain also fell faster and faster, like countless tiny drumbeats.

His gaze penetrated the rain curtain, falling on the opposite Noah Building.

This reinforced concrete giant beast had fallen into complete dead silence at this moment.

All the windows were pitch black, and even the white "NOAH" logo at the top had completely extinguished.

"What happened inside?"

Gao Jin muttered to himself in a low voice.

He tried several times, pressing the communicator, attempting to contact Cheng Jiashu who had sneaked into the building.

But besides the static noise of the current, there was no response at all.

The signal seemed to have been completely cut off by some invisible force.

As the living coordinates for White Owl to wield space-shuttling abilities, he had to stay in place.

Any large-scale displacement might affect the subsequent precise and dangerous Transmigration process.

This sense of restriction of not being able to move, under the bizarre scene before him, inevitably made one somewhat restless and uneasy.

Suddenly, Gao Jin's pupils shrank slightly, his line of sight falling on the pitch-black glass curtain wall of the Noah Building.

"That guy... who is he? What is he trying to do?"