In the Southern City Laboratory.
Located on the third underground level.
Inside a spacious suite.
The place was brilliantly lit, the air was fresh, and dynamic simulations of garden and ocean images floated on the glass walls all around. No matter how closely one looked, there was no hint of falsity.
Chen Ziwen, bare from the waist up, lay sprawled with a lazy, beautiful young girl.
Even hidden in a heavily guarded underground lair, he had all the luxuries one could want.
This is the plain life of the rich.
Perhaps due to the emptiness after tiredness, Chen Ziwen's mood was not very good.
He felt oppressed.
This time, the losses had been significant...
He had not only lost all of his elite combat teams, but also Number Two and Number Three, two gene modifiers who would have been extremely useful in the future.
Importantly, the true owners of these gene modifiers were not him.
It was Chen Guangyuan, the Chairman of Taihe Pharmaceuticals, the old man in the family.
