Chu Feng snapped back to reality and emptied the cup of red tea in one gulp.
Ten minutes later, the projection room.
Chu Feng sat on the soft sofa, his deep gaze locked on the images projected in front of him, his right hand resting on the armrest, fingers tapping lightly.
The screen played a few clips on repeat.
In the steel corridors of the underground base, a young man with black hair burst in from outside, braving a dense hail of specialized bullets, his body exploding with a golden-red firelight. He then dove headfirst into the crowd and began a slaughter.
Around a corridor bend, the experimental subjects from Base 9 were released, entering a frenzied state of killing. However, they ran headlong into the same black-haired youth, who crushed them with his physical body, pummeling them into corpses with his fists.
Including the demon series of experimental subjects!
The test subjects only lasted a minute.
Before their jaws were shattered and their bodies dismembered.
