149: Chapter 149, SCP-1314

Donghai City Bureau of Abnormal Affairs, seventh basement level.

The elevator door opened with a "ding," and a cold breeze smelling of ozone rushed into his face.

This was not a dark, damp dungeon, nor did it have rusty torture instruments or moldy straw. On the contrary, it was brightly lit; white shadowless lamps illuminated every inch of the corner with crystal clarity.

The air was filled with the mixed scent of disinfectant and machine oil.

Gu Changan carried the silver-white [Soul Isolation Chamber] and strode along the polished, mirror-like alloy corridor.

Behind the glass walls on both sides were bustling laboratories. Researchers in white coats were slicing and analyzing various strange biological samples. Some petri dishes contained still-beating mutant hearts, while others held tentacles covered in eyeballs.

"Good day, Bureau Chief."

"Director Gu, is this a new shipment?"

The researchers passing by saw the box in Gu Changan's hand; there was no fear in their eyes, only the excitement of seeing a new toy.

"Just caught it, it's fresh," Gu Changan replied casually, his military boots clicking crisply on the floor.

He walked to a heavy lead door at the end of the corridor. After iris scanning and voiceprint verification, the door slowly slid open.

This was a huge circular hall, as large as half a football field.

In the center of the hall stood a transparent cylindrical container five meters high. The container was not made of ordinary glass, but of a high-strength superconducting crystal Material.

The cylinder was wrapped in dense purple copper coils, and the bottom was connected to countless cables and pipes, looking like a giant transformer.

On the inner wall of the container were micron-level laser-etched runes. These runes were not for blessing, but to form a perfect one-way energy conducting circuit.

"Put him in." Gu Changan handed the silver box to the technical director beside him.

"Understood."

The director took the box and snapped it into a dedicated interface at the bottom of the container.

Click.

The mechanical locks engaged.

"Injection program started, vacuum valve opened."

With a hissing sound of air pressure release, the strong magnetic restraint in the box was instantly lifted.

Whoosh!

A dark red ball of light, frozen somewhat stiff, was sucked along the pipe into the huge transparent cylinder.

It was none other than the Primordial Spirit of the Old Ancestor of the Blood River, Su Yang.

As soon as he entered this spacious space, Su Yang immediately felt the extreme cold that had been suffocating him disappear.

His Primordial Spirit expanded rapidly, reshaping into that hideous humanoid outline.

"Hahahaha! I'm out!"

Su Yang looked at the transparent walls around him. Although he felt something was wrong, compared to that narrow, cold box, this place was simply heaven.

He slammed into the transparent wall, wanting to rush out and go on a killing spree.

Sizzle—!

The moment his Soul body touched the inner wall of the container, a blinding blue-white electric arc instantly snapped.

That was not ordinary electricity; it was high-frequency oscillating Golden Light of Demon Subduing, mixed with high-voltage electric shocks.

"Ah!!!"

Su Yang let out a scream, his Soul body was violently bounced back, and a puff of green smoke rose from him.

He refused to believe it and changed direction to crash into it again.

Sizzle—!

Another, more violent electric shock.

After crashing more than a dozen times, Su Yang was trembling all over from the electric shocks, and his originally solid Primordial Spirit had thinned a bit more.

He finally realized that he hadn't escaped; he had fallen into an even larger cage.

Through the transparent crystal walls, he saw a group of people standing outside.

Those Mortals in white coats were holding clipboards and pointing at him; there was no awe in their eyes, but rather, it was as if they were looking at a monkey in a cage.

Gu Changan took a sticker in his hand, walked up unhurriedly, and slapped it onto the glass on the front of the container with a "thwack."

The label was printed with a line of bold text:

[Serial Number: SCP-1314]

[Name: High-Risk Psionic Aggregate (Old Ancestor of the Blood River)]

[Containment Rank: Keter (Extremely Dangerous)]

[Usage: Biological Energy / Weapon Test Target]

Although Su Yang couldn't read the English, he understood the look in their eyes.

That was the look of looking at an object.

"Gu Changan! What is the meaning of this?!"

Su Yang pressed against the glass, his face twisting as he roared.

The container was equipped with high-sensitivity microphones, and his voice was transmitted through the speakers in the hall.

Because it had undergone electronic synthesis processing, the originally eerie and terrifying demonic voice became somewhat comical, like a duck quacking.

"Let me out! I am a Grandmaster of the Demonic Path! I am the successor of the thousand-year Blood River! I have heaven-shaking and earth-shattering means!"

"You ants, how dare you lock me in this fish tank?!"

"When I get out, I will refine you all into blood! I will make the entire Donghai City be buried with me!"

Gu Changan picked his ear and turned to look at the technical director next to him: "Is this sound System a bit noisy? Why does it sound so loud?"

"I'll have someone adjust the frequency later to filter out the high-frequency screeching in his voice." The director adjusted his glasses and recorded it seriously.

Gu Changan nodded, walked to the container, and tapped the thick crystal wall with his finger.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound was crisp, like knocking on a watermelon.

"Save your energy, Old Ancestor Su."

Gu Changan spoke into the microphone, his voice transmitting into the container flatly.

"This is the nation's highest-level anomalous creature containment center. What is trapping you is a three-layer superconducting magnetic shielding cage, plus two layers of quantum entanglement interference nets."

"Not to mention that you only have a remnant Soul left now, even in your prime, if you didn't have a physical body, don't even think about drilling out."

Su Yang's roaring stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at Gu Changan, then looked at the complex coils around him that were still flickering with faint light.

An unprecedented sense of despair surged into his heart.

Here, he could not sense even a trace of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, nor could he sense the blood Qi of any living person.

This place was an absolute energy vacuum.

"You... what do you want to do?" Su Yang's voice began to tremble, "Are you going to kill me? Then give me a quick death! A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!"

"Kill you? That would be a waste."

Gu Changan smiled, a smile that was even somewhat kind.

"According to the Law of Conservation of Energy, your thousand years of cultivation is solid, high-density energy. To just disperse it would be a waste of natural resources."

"We have to respond to the national call to engage in energy conservation and emission reduction, and develop green energy."

Gu Changan turned around and waved at the console.

"Close the switch, connect to the grid for power generation."

The technician immediately pressed a red button.

Hum—!!!

The huge container suddenly began to vibrate.

The coils wrapped around the outer wall of the container were instantly electrified.

A huge suction force was generated out of thin air. This suction was not aimed at the physical body, but specifically at the energy body.

Su Yang felt as if his body had been connected to ten thousand straws.

The Devilish Qi, Soul Power, and even that trace of Origin true spirit within his body were uncontrollably leaking outward.

"No! That is my cultivation! That is my life!"

Su Yang screamed in terror, desperately trying to shrink his Soul body and lock in his energy.

But in front of the superconducting magnetic field specifically targeted at spiritual particles, his resistance was like a child trying to hold back a galloping wild horse.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

The two huge electrode needles at the top of the container began to flash wildly.

The dark red Devilish Qi extracted from Su Yang's body was converted and filtered by the rune array, turning into pure blue electric current.

At this moment, an indicator light in the corner of the hall lit up.

Immediately after, a row followed.

Then, the lights on the entire seventh basement level flickered and became brighter.

The instrument panel on the console jumped wildly.

"Bureau Chief! Output power is stable!"

"Voltage 380V, current intensity is continuously rising!"

"Energy conversion rate is as high as 98%! This is more efficient than a nuclear power plant!"

The technicians cheered excitedly.

Gu Changan nodded with satisfaction, pointing to the huge light bulb that had lit up next to the container.

"Not bad, it seems the gold content of this thousand-year-old demon is still very high."

"From now on, the base's backup power source is settled. As long as he doesn't die, this electricity can keep being generated."

Inside the container, Su Yang had slumped to the ground.

This feeling of having his power extracted while alive was ten thousand times more painful than being sliced to death.

It was a sense of emptiness as his body was hollowed out bit by bit.

He watched helplessly as the Blood Fiend Devilish Qi he had painstakingly Cultivated flowed out through those pipes, and then lit up the light bulbs of those Mortals outside.

"You... you are using me as a battery?!"

Su Yang's voice carried a crying tone; it was the despair after his beliefs collapsed.

He had thought he might die under the Lightning Tribulation, might die under the sword of the Righteous Path.

But he never dreamed that one day he would become a battery!

And the kind that has facial recognition and can talk!

"Don't put it so harshly, this is called waste utilization."

Gu Changan walked to the container, looking at the red ball of light inside that had shrunk by a circle.

"You can be considered to have contributed to the construction of socialist modernization."

"Think about it, you killed so many people in your lifetime and created so much karma. Now using your body to generate electricity and provide lighting for everyone, isn't this atoning for your sins?"

"This is a blessing, Old Ancestor Su."

Gu Changan's words were like a sharp knife, fiercely stabbing into Su Yang's heart.

"Blessing... screw your blessing!"

Su Yang was so angry that his Soul body almost exploded.

He frantically slammed into the walls, wanting to commit suicide.

But the defense mechanism here was too perfect.

As long as his energy fluctuation exceeded the warning line, the System would automatically increase the extraction power, making him instantly weak, without even the strength to self-destruct.

Unable to live, unable to die.

"Alright, stop howling."

Gu Changan checked his watch, "That's it for tonight, let him adapt to the environment. Starting tomorrow, turn the power to the maximum; it just so happens that the base is testing that newly developed laser cannon tomorrow, and its charging will depend on him."

After speaking, Gu Changan turned and left.

The white coats behind him immediately surrounded him, each with eyes shining with the light of thirst for knowledge.

"Is this the Primordial Spirit of a Cultivator? The structure is truly unique."

"Record this: when the extraction speed reaches 300 Joules per second, the test subject will emit this frequency of screaming."

"Remember to feed him some low-level Spirit Stone, don't actually drain him dry, this is a non-renewable resource."

Su Yang curled up in the corner, listening to the conversation of those "devils" outside, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this moment, he missed the Cultivation world, which, although it would get him struck by lightning, at least still had dignity.