The atmosphere was incredibly tense.
Hearing Xie Xuan's voice, no one responded at this moment.
Because just now, everyone had heard that name.
—The Xu family!
That unnamed Turing City traitor actually had ties to the Xu family!
The expressions on the faces of the Turing City engineers could no longer be described as merely ugly; it was an icy look of betrayal.
Xie Xuan sat there, fingers interlaced, his expression unreadable. “What a piece of work, this Xu family.”
He turned his head, his eyes locking onto Liu Yun. Exercising immense self-restraint, he said, “We will demand an explanation from Dawn City for this when we return.”
Liu Yun closed her eyes and nodded in silence.
She was speechless.
You can't wrap fire in paper. Perhaps from the moment the Masked Hermit Society set its sights on Dawn City, everything here was bound to spiral out of control.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Xie Xuan said nothing more and turned his gaze back to the screen.
The only thing that brought him any comfort was the way this Teacher Bai handled things—it was incredibly satisfying.
There were still good people in Dawn City after all!
...
On the red soil.
Xu Mo raised an eyebrow at Wang Gaofeng's words. He hadn't expected to actually get something useful.
He pressed the tip of his sword down another inch, pinning it against Wang Gaofeng's neck.
“An experiment?”
“What kind of experiment?”
Wang Gaofeng's pupils dilated with terror. Looking at the beautiful face before him, he felt she was three times more terrifying than a malicious ghost crawling out of hell.
“I...”
Wang Gaofeng swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, his lips trembling as if he were hesitating.
Without a word, Xu Mo stabbed him again.
Wang Gaofeng shrieked in pain, his hesitation instantly thrown out the window.
“I'll talk! I'll talk! It's an experiment related to the potions...”
“But I don't know the specifics!”
His voice cracked, as if terrified that “Bai Feifei” would suddenly strike again. No longer holding anything back, he frantically spilled everything like beans pouring out of a bag:
“I'm not in charge of the research, I'm just the one executing it! They tell me what to do and I do it. They never tell me the actual purpose of the experiment!”
Terrified that Xu Mo wouldn't believe him, spit flew from his mouth. “Everything I said is true! It's the truth! Don't kill me!”
Xu Mo squinted his eyes, staring at him.
He didn't have a way to detect lies yet, so he could only use the most direct method to interrogate him.
He asked another question: “They tell you what to do... Who are ‘they’? The Xu family?”
“Yes! Ah... No, not just them.”
“There are also the higher-ups from our side.”
Gripped by the absolute terror of death, Wang Gaofeng was now frantically selling out his allies. There was no such thing as ironclad loyalty in Old Ones' Awakening.
“And United Pharmaceuticals! That's the name, right? They are researching the potions together with our people. The technology is ours, and then they conduct the experiments and provide the potions to your students this time.”
Hearing this, Xu Mo was momentarily taken aback.
The technology was theirs?
So there were scientific researchers among this group of people.
He had wondered how these inexplicable potions suddenly appeared in Dawn City. It turned out they relied on external talent. The storyline of Dawn City in this segment was surprisingly coherent.
He had a feeling that once he finished this interrogation, his storyline progress for the Calamity of Dawn would probably increase again.
During the few seconds he spent lost in thought, Wang Gaofeng's face grew paler and paler.
Most of all, Xu Mo's erratic, psychotic behavior from earlier had left him deeply traumatized.
This silent daze made him worry that he was about to die. He frantically racked his brain, trying to think of any other information the other party might want to know.
This interrogation was truly unprecedented—the interrogatee actually had to find ways to guess what the interrogator wanted to hear.
In his panic, he rambled incoherently again:
“Also, they... they should have planted moles in most of the academies. This was to let them know where to find aberrations so they could farm points, and also for us to conduct subsequent experiments.”
“But we found out that... all the aberrations in the plan were killed by you, so I came out to find you!”
“That's all I know, I really don't know anything else! Or is there anything else you want to ask?”
Xu Mo stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded, the corners of his mouth curving upward slightly.
What an unexpected harvest. This NPC had really provided a lot of storyline clues.
So now, the dialogue should be considered complete.
Retracting his sword, he weighed it in his hand and spoke as if to himself, “Alright, not bad. We'll leave it at that for this time.”
Wang Gaofeng froze, a dazed look still lingering on his face.
Was it finally... over?
He let out a massive sigh of relief, as if a heavy boulder pressing down on his chest had finally been lifted.
Had he survived?
Once he relaxed, the wounds all over his body began to flare up. The agonizing pain was almost too much to bear.
“Quick...” He struggled to raise his one remaining movable hand, hope shining in his eyes. “Help me, I'm not going to make it!”
As he spoke, his voice was extremely weak, making him sound as if he were on the verge of death.
Yet, deep within his eyes, there was a seething hatred known only to himself.
Once he recovered, once he got his strength back, he would use every means possible to torture this bitch to death!
He would shatter every single bone in her body, and that beautiful face...
Countless vicious thoughts swirled in his mind, but his face squeezed out the most humble, harmless expression.
But just as these thoughts crossed his mind, he suddenly felt a cold sensation beneath his chin.
Pfft!
A silver flash of light streaked by.
It was a blade—the silver short sword transformed from the morphing bracer.
The blade was thrust violently upward, piercing straight through his jaw and clean out the back of his head!
Wang Gaofeng's pupils contracted violently, his mind turning completely blank.
Why...?
Didn't she say we were done?
Xu Mo stood before him, looking down. His dark eyes were filled with surprise as he spoke in a highly puzzled tone:
“I didn't expect you to be so impatient for your new life in the afterlife.”
“Even asking me to help you speed it along?”
“What a bizarre request.”
Shring!
He drew the blade out, wiped it clean on the man's clothes, and shook off the brain matter and blood droplets.
...
In the camp, everyone looked at the bloody scene on the screen before them with grave expressions.
Bai Feifei's brutal interrogation and final slaughter were naturally highly jarring to the senses.
But as far as this was concerned, the people of Dawn City had already been shocked to their core long ago and had developed a certain level of resistance.
What truly plunged them into a collective silence were the words Wang Gaofeng had spoken before his death.
The Xu family, United Pharmaceuticals, providing drugs to the students, experiments, and cheating in the Graduation Show.
In just a few short minutes, the density of information was simply too high, so high that they couldn't even process it.
Clap, clap, clap—
In the quiet space, a sudden sound shattered the silence. Only Xie Xuan sat there, looking at the screen, clapping his hands in earnest...
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