Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster!
Chapter 289 - 126: The Spark Project

Chapter 289: Chapter 126: The Spark Project

"You know her? You all know her??"

Chen Jian stared dumbfoundedly at the "family reunion" scene before him, his tone filled with undisguised suspicion.

The "Queen" named Lin Jing did not respond, while Ji Xing exhaled a long sigh and nodded slowly:

"I know her."

"She used to be a Supervisor at the Holy Blood Temple... the weakest Supervisor, and also the weakest Holy Blood."

"She had no physique beyond ordinary people. Even when I was still at the Holy Blood Temple, I had heard many legends about her."

"I had seen her many times. Back then, she was also a... doctor."

"I don’t know why she’s here... she can’t die yet."

"We need to ask her clearly!"

As he finished speaking, Chen Jian turned to Xu He, who was still weeping beside him.

Xu He was trying various ways to "resuscitate" Lin Jing, but visibly, her life was rapidly fading.

This was not behavior befitting a Holy Blood.

Chen Jian realized that Ji Xing was not lying to her.

So, he decisively ordered:

"Lei Jie, give her two shots of adrenaline to keep her alive."

"She won’t survive; we don’t have the ability to save her."

"Get as much information as possible!"

"Understood."

Lei Jie immediately did as commanded, two large doses of adrenaline injected, and the unconscious Lin Jing suddenly opened her eyes.

"She’s alive! Hey, she’s alive!"

Xu He shook Chen Jian excitedly, and taking advantage of the exoskeleton’s strength, Chen Jian pushed him aside and then crouched in front of Lin Jing, saying:

"I don’t care what crimes you’ve committed or what mistakes you’ve made, you’re about to die, and I won’t pursue them."

"But you must tell me what you’re trying to do."

"I’ll start asking questions now; you answer."

"When a person is about to die, their words are kind, don’t deceive me, alright?"

Lin Jing nodded slowly.

Then, Chen Jian asked:

"Are you a Holy Blood from the Holy Blood Temple? Why did you leave?"

"I once was. Ideological differences."

Lin Jing spoke with difficulty, her short words nearly exhausting her strength.

Chen Jian wasted no time and followed up with another question:

"Why don’t you have the physique of a Holy Blood? What makes you special?"

"Longevity. I age slower than others."

"Noticed."

Chen Jian nodded again and continued asking:

"What did you do after leaving?"

"I went to Huadu and used drugs to control the people there."

"Where did the drugs come from?"

"Some document from the Holy Blood Temple, it’s not important."

Lin Jing’s spirits recovered somewhat, but it was clear that this was her final resurgence.

Chen Jian knew he must act quickly and address the most critical questions.

"What is the purpose of researching the Terror Demon?"

"The stability of genetic genes. I want to continue my genes."

"You understand genes?"

"I do, and I know more than that..."

"Okay, are the Terror Demon and Mimic Heretics artificial creations?"

"Yes, so are the Holy Blood."

As Lin Jing’s words fell, several Holy Bloods around Chen Jian were all stunned on the spot.

"Holy Blood are also artificial creations? Holy Blood were originally artificial creations, what do you mean?"

Lin Jing took a deep breath and said slightly hastily:

"Holy Blood are the products of genetic technology; they are artificial creations of the same origin as Mimic Heretics, but represent two branches."

"Blood Skull is a failed by-product, but just one of many by-products."

"I’ll just tell you everything directly."

"Mimic Heretics, or genetic originals, are the first generation."

"From their genes, someone cultivated the second generation, which are the Blood Skull."

"After the Blood Skull, the third generation, the Holy Blood, were further modified."

"But Holy Blood have natural genetic defects; they have extremely high genetic instability and cannot pass on superior genes."

"What I want to do is cultivate the fourth generation."

"Everything I do is for the fourth generation."

"But you’ve already destroyed everything..."

As Lin Jing finished speaking, Chen Jian’s brain fell into temporary paralysis.

First generation, second generation, third generation...

He had never imagined that these three "special humans" would be such a relationship.

Even though he was already aware that the three kinds of human individuals were related, he had only thought it was some kind of parallel relationship.

And now Lin Jing actually told him that this is the product of version iteration??

No time for excessive thinking, as Lin Jing’s breathing grew more and more urgent, Chen Jian quickly continued to ask:

"You want to continue your genes? Why?"

"Because this is the correct solution for the fourth generation..."

Lin Jing exhaled a long breath and answered with difficulty:

"I am the most special one among the Holy Blood, my metabolism is slower than anyone else, granting me a very long life."

"I need to solidify this trait, and the genes of the Blood Skull are the solution."

"They have extremely high genetic stability, which can solve the problem of reproduction."

"As long as their secret is cracked, everyone on the wasteland can obtain longevity genes like mine."

"This is the true method that can change this world..."

"Power eventually fades, but as long as people live, they can create everything..."

As the words fell, Lin Jing closed her eyes.

Chen Jian reached out to check her pulse, but after quietly waiting for half a minute, he still couldn’t feel any pulse.

Chen Jian let out a long sigh and stopped Xu He from rushing forward.

Then, he said:

"Dead."

"This person was a lunatic... a lunatic who had quite a bit of information."

"However, what she said also indirectly proves that the so-called genetic originals, Terror Demons, and Holy Blood are absolutely not as simple as they seem."

"Even the Holy Blood Temple is not that simple."

"We really need to make a trip to the Imperial City... and maybe also to the headquarters of the Holy Blood Temple."

"Come on, move her away, clear out the ruins."

"Look around, see if she left any other useful information."

"Understood."

Lei Jie and Li Shi immediately started to work, Xu He was still going crazy on the side, but Xie Liu and Ji Xing stood together, neither moving.

"Problem?"

Chen Jian frowned slightly and asked.

"...No."

Ji Xing slowly shook her head.

After a moment of silence, she said:

"I was just thinking..."

"If only she had held on a few more years at the Holy Blood Temple."

"Yes."

Xie Liu sighed and said:

"To be precise, 7 years."

"Leader, if she hadn’t committed those crimes, perhaps... she could have really waited for you."

"Indeed."

Chen Jian nodded lightly, looking at Lin Jing’s body that had been moved aside.

But at that moment, the body suddenly sat up violently.

Then, a hoarse wailing sound came from her mouth.

"Go to the Imperial City..."

"Fireseed... Fireseed Plan..."