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At two in the morning, the headquarters of the Qi Gong Association loomed like a steel behemoth against the night sky, exuding a chilling aura. In the distance, the occasional bark of a dog added to the desolation.
Lin Yuan, dressed in stealth gear, clung to the cold wall like a gecko. He moved cautiously, afraid to make even the slightest sound. Although his outfit was high-end, the special concealment talisman made by Su Jiu'er stuck to his back emitted an indescribable odor. "Does this thing really work? It feels like I've got a piece of stinky tofu plastered to me," Lin Yuan thought, mentally complaining about the smell that made him feel like a walking piece of rotten tofu, likely to attract a horde of "sensitive-nosed" guards at any moment.
Taking a deep breath, he tried to ignore the strange scent and focused his mind, activating his Guan Qi Abilities. Oddly enough, ever since it had been struck by lightning last time, it had become exceptionally sensitive, as if it had opened a third eye.
The complex Spiritual Energy Veins inside the building appeared before him like a clear 3D projection, glowing in shades of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet—brighter than neon lights. "Infrared? No big deal," Lin Yuan scoffed as he followed the guidance of the Spiritual Energy Veins, effortlessly avoiding all infrared detectors and slipping into the Ventilation Duct like an eel. This duct was narrow and filthy, filled with dust and unidentified objects, reminding him of his childhood days crawling through dog holes—a memory he would rather forget.
"Report: Abnormal energy fluctuations detected in Ventilation Duct Zone C," announced the AI Monitoring System in a cold electronic voice that lacked any emotion, sounding like an unfeeling tape recorder.
"What? Is there a mouse with magical powers?" The Captain of the Guards scratched his head in confusion. "At this hour, even mice are more dedicated than us!" he muttered. "Go check it out! We can't let some monster sneak in."
Several Guards armed to the teeth charged toward the Ventilation Duct but found nothing except for a pile of mouse droppings. The air was thick with a stale odor mixed with the "fragrance" of rodent waste—it was suffocating.
"Captain, there's nothing here! Is there a bug in the system?" one Guard asked while pinching his nose in disgust.
"You ask me? Who should I ask? This damn system malfunctions every few days! Probably some programmer is sneaking in overtime to play games and messed up the code!" The Captain kicked the Ventilation Duct with a loud bang.
Lin Yuan crouched inside the duct, covering his ears while cursing inwardly: "Come on! Be gentle! My heart can't take this! If you shake me down and I end up half-paralyzed, are you going to take responsibility?"
He cautiously continued forward; this Ventilation Duct twisted and turned like a maze, making him feel like a lost rat. Finally, he arrived at the Core Area of the laboratory.
Before him stood a massive Energy Reactor emitting an eerie blue glow. Surrounding it were various complex instruments and circuits that looked straight out of a science fiction movie. Countless indicator lights flickered incessantly, producing beeping sounds that resembled an electronic symphony.
Han Lingyun stood in front of the reactor, holding a device resembling a game controller, pressing buttons incessantly like an elementary school student engrossed in a video game. Her brow furrowed, and she muttered to herself, seemingly engaged in some complex calculations.
"What is this woman doing? Is she really playing Super Mario?" Lin Yuan thought to himself, finding the scene somewhat amusing—a cool and composed scientist lost in a "game"? Meanwhile, he activated the special device Su Jiu'er had given him, a small gadget akin to a USB drive, and began recording experimental data. This device had cost Su Jiu'er a fortune on the black market and was said to be capable of copying any electronic data—an essential tool for any household or adventurous endeavor.
Suddenly, Han Lingyun spun around, her icy gaze locking onto Lin Yuan's hiding spot as if she could see through everything. "Who’s there?" Her voice was as chilling as ice, sending shivers down his spine.
Lin Yuan's heart sank. "Oh no, I've been discovered! This woman's sixth sense is too strong! Could it be the legendary 'third eye'?"
He steeled himself and jumped down from the ventilation duct, putting on an innocent smile. "Hi there, beautiful! Working late, huh? You must be exhausted!" He attempted to lighten the mood with a casual tone, but inside he was as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
Han Lingyun let out a cold laugh. "Working late? I'm saving the world! Who are you to dare intrude into the Core Laboratory?" Her tone dripped with disdain, as if she were looking at an insignificant insect.
"It's all a misunderstanding!" Lin Yuan quickly explained. "I'm just delivering food and took a wrong turn... Look, here's your Spicy Crawfish—extra spicy, no cilantro!" He said this while pulling out a bag of chips from his pocket in an attempt to bluff his way out.
"Delivering food? Do you think I'm stupid?" A glint of murderous intent flashed in Han Lingyun's eyes. "It seems you're a spy sent by the Qi Yun Investigation Bureau!" She saw right through Lin Yuan's flimsy lie; his poor acting was an insult to her intelligence.
Suddenly, a gleaming dagger appeared in her hand, dark as night and radiating a chilling aura—it was clearly no ordinary weapon. She lunged at Lin Yuan with lightning speed.
Lin Yuan quickly dodged, breaking into a cold sweat. "Hey! Let's talk this out without weapons! I really am just delivering food; look at my order!" He fumbled for his phone while evading her attacks, desperately trying to show her an order that didn’t exist.
Han Lingyun pressed forward relentlessly, each strike deadly. Lin Yuan could only run for his life, utterly defenseless. Her movements were swift and precise, like that of a leopard ready to tear its prey apart.
"With such little skill, you dare come here to die?" Han Lingyun mocked him, her tone dripping with contempt as if she were playing with a mouse.
As Lin Yuan dodged and pondered his next move, a sense of desperation washed over him. "Am I really going to meet my end here today? No way! I haven't lived enough yet! I haven't married or held my grandchildren!"
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he shouted, "Jiu'er, help me!" His voice was filled with despair and helplessness, as if he were pleading for divine intervention.
Han Lingyun was momentarily taken aback; she hadn't expected Lin Yuan to shout such a bizarre thing. Caught off guard, she hesitated just long enough for Lin Yuan to seize the opportunity. He quickly pulled out the talisman that Su Jiu'er had given him and haphazardly stuck it onto Han Lingyun. The talisman radiated a strange energy, as if imbued with some mysterious power.
Instantly, Han Lingyun's movements slowed down, resembling a drunken person swaying unsteadily. Her gaze became unfocused, as if she had lost her bearings.
Taking advantage of her disorientation, Lin Yuan grabbed the experimental data and turned to flee. He dashed away like the wind, terrified that Han Lingyun would suddenly regain her senses.
"Stop right there, you little brat!" Han Lingyun shouted angrily, but her body betrayed her as it collapsed to the ground. Her voice was filled with rage and frustration, yet she was powerless to prevent Lin Yuan's escape.
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