"After all, a normal person can't understand the thought processes of a pervert."
Chloe gave a meaningful look at the middle-aged man in front of her. "Isn't that right, you pervert?"
The middle-aged man, now labeled a pervert, couldn't utter a single word.
The Ion Cannon blast to his abdomen, if not fatal, would certainly leave him half-crippled. Now he was only being kept alive by the drug Chloe had forcibly given him.
The composition of that drug was unknown, but it was clear that the middle-aged man now couldn't die even if he wanted to, leaving him in unbearable agony.
Seeing that she couldn't get anything more out of him, Chloe stood up, bored, and walked directly to the group of lackeys.
They were truly cowardly, a bunch of powerless researchers now crying their eyes out, looking exceptionally ugly.
Chloe looked at them with disgust.
Her height was exceptionally tall, and as she stood there looking down on them, the pressure was intense.
The group of researchers didn't dare make a sound. After enduring for a few minutes, they couldn't take it anymore. The one at the back struggled to his feet and tried to run outside.
Chloe calmly watched his retreating figure, not bothering to stop him.
After about half a second, she pulled out a dagger from her waist.
With a sharp whistling sound, the dagger pierced the researcher's chest. In the end, he fell to the ground, crawling inch by inch towards the exit.
The dagger was embedded so deeply - Chloe had no intention of leaving him alive - that to the naked eye, only a small part of the hilt remained visible outside his body.
Before long, the man collapsed on the ground and never moved again.
Everyone watched as he became a lifeless piece of dead meat, a stark contrast to their living selves.
The remaining people froze, no longer daring to move.
This act of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys had worked quite well.
Chloe nodded with satisfaction.
She put her hands in her pockets, her black hair tied up high, dark red eyes flickering with a hint of bloodlust, her voice low:
"Now, tell me, why did you release these monsters into the Forest of Life, and how exactly were these creatures created?"
The researchers didn't dare to hide anything, afraid that one small mistake would cost them their lives.
After hearing their account, Chloe finally understood what was going on.
In short, the Viper Group had been asking for trouble all these years, determined to cause earth-shattering events before they'd be satisfied.
The Elf Race was their carefully selected unfortunate target, and choosing a place as important as the Forest of Life showed their malicious intent.
It would be bad enough if these monsters ravaged the native creatures of the Forest of Life, but if they escaped from here to the Elf Race's territory...
It was a pity that this was destined to fail.
After all, Chloe and her team had already tracked them down here.
As for the method of creating these monsters.
The researchers mentioned an unfamiliar term. They said that in recent years, the group's leader had received divine instructions and discovered many previously unknown biological genes from God's Land.
The strange creatures that had been emerging in recent years were all created by the leader of the Viper Group.
It sounds absurd, doesn't it? Divine instructions, God's Land.
It sounds like the ravings of a madman, but considering the strange species they had created, it didn't seem so unbelievable.
Chloe pondered for a moment, feeling that with her current level of knowledge, she probably couldn't solve something this advanced.
So she decided not to think about it anymore. Instead, she picked up a particularly small and thin researcher and brought him to the control panel, saying:
"Turn off this machine, quickly!"
The researcher's body twitched, his expression tense, his entire face contorted.
It was a look of someone on the verge of tears, clearly terrified.
Chloe looked down at his trembling hands, a bit worried that he might mess things up due to his shaking, so she tried to reassure him:
"Don't be afraid. Just operate it like you normally would. I'm not a bad person, you know. I have a very kind heart and never kill people without reason."
The researcher: "..."
He swallowed hard, obviously even more frightened now, his hands shaking even more violently.
Chloe saw this and frowned in displeasure.
Could this guy have some kind of hidden illness? Being this scared, it would be bad if he wet himself on her.
Chloe let go of him in disgust, allowing the researcher to stand in front of the control panel by himself. After a moment's thought, still worried he might try something sneaky, she finally pulled out her large sword and held it at a distance against the researcher's neck.
The researcher wore a pained expression, his hands trembling as he reached for the control panel.
Perhaps due to extreme nervousness, he was muttering something under his breath, the constant mumbling quite annoying.
Chloe stared at him intently and said, "Don't try to outsmart me."
"If I find out you've played any tricks, death will be the least of your worries."
Saying this, Chloe remembered the Viper Group member who had committed suicide by poison earlier, and inwardly cursed before adding:
"No, you'll wish for death. I have many ways to torture people, and if you really don't listen, I might try them out on you."
The researcher's body shook again, clearly terrified beyond measure.
Seeing this, Chloe felt a subtle satisfaction.
Since he was this scared, he probably wouldn't dare to try anything funny...
Just as she thought this, she saw the researcher close his eyes and press a red button on the control panel. Instantly, alarms went off all around, and Chloe snapped back to attention just in time to see the researcher throw himself onto her blade!
Blood gushed out, and the researcher's face still wore a smile even as he died.
"Fuck," Chloe finally couldn't help but curse. Chaos erupted around her, behind her was the desperate crying of the researchers, the control panel was covered in red lights, and an ominous humming sound came from inside the culture tank, which seemed to be slowly opening.
The situation didn't look good.
Chloe threw aside the researcher's corpse and decisively stabbed her sword into the culture tank!
Screams immediately erupted around her.
"Are you crazy?! Get down from there!"
The culture tank was full of monsters about to fully form, and the control panel was continuously producing more. If the tank were to open, everyone present would die.
Chloe understood this principle all too well. She had tried to destroy the control panel earlier, but it was useless.
That thing was incredibly hard, impossible to pry open no matter how she tried.
Rather than waiting for the monsters to escape on their own, it was better to take the initiative.
The space vortex was no longer appearing, so Ren Yunying's side wouldn't face an endless wave of enemies anymore.
She should be able to come for support soon.
As for the control panel... they'd see if Ren Yunying could deal with it when she arrived.
Right now, Chloe was facing a major battle.
At this point, the culture tank shattered under her soul-breaking sword!
Cultivation fluid poured out endlessly, and a large group of nearly-formed monsters crawled out from the tank's exit.
They charged straight towards Chloe!
