I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 269 - 267 1 second 57

Chapter 269: Chapter 267 1 second 57

Chen Ran was horrified, his back hair standing on end, instinctively taking a step back with his right foot when a black hand reached out and grabbed his chin!

His view was filled with Wei Tianyang’s face and the azure sky, then, turning a few degrees to the left, his cheek rapidly approached the ground, the pain from the friction of mud and gravel against his cheek was both real and cruel.

Pain seared on his cheek, half of his head buried in the mud, as he crazily rushed in a certain direction, his body tipping over, his hands trying to grasp something, but catching only air.

In a brief moment, he left the ground and then, was also far from Wei Tianyang.

Suddenly, he realized that he had been thrown out by Wei Tianyang.

The fierce wind howled, chilling like a knife, his body swayed in the tempest, not yet touching the ground, when he saw Wei Tianyang jump in front of him, his exposed skin turning an iron-like gray.

Then, his stomach felt as if it had been brutally poked by an iron rod, his body still in mid-air hit the ground like a basketball, but didn’t bounce.

Chen Ran opened his mouth, vomiting out the food he had eaten that morning, and at the same time, Wei Tianyang reappeared in front of him, yanking him up from the ground by his tie!

Then, his abdomen was stabbed again, ribs broken, organs damaged, pain engulfing his entire body, but the motion was almost in the blink of an eye, he hadn’t even seen what Wei Tianyang had done.

Then, his face was pressed against the ground again, he couldn’t understand how he had fallen, but he could clearly feel his left leg and right arm were broken.

He stared in astonishment, all of this, everything, occurred within one second!

Chen Ran’s eyes emitted a green glint.

Soon, the wind around him stopped, the mud no longer moving arbitrarily, the campsite returned to calm, utterly silent.

Chen Ran made a whining sound from his throat, severe pain in his abdomen, well aware of his own injuries; his pancreas and liver were probably bleeding internally, at least eight ribs broken, his forehead pressing against the ground, he propped up his body using his right leg’s knee, struggling to stand up.

He leaned his entire body’s weight on the elbow of his left hand, turning his head to look at the campsite.

The campsite was in complete disarray, the fierce wind had toppled the tents, shipping containers were tipped over and burning, power suits inexplicably compacted into an iron ball, the soldiers inside mashed into a pulp, while the others were nowhere to be seen.

Wei Tianyang stood twelve steps away in front of him, his skin color returning to normal under the influence of the superpower seal.

"1 second and 57," Wei Tianyang said, looking at his watch.

"What are you... talking about..." Chen Ran said. Just as he spoke, a sudden heat surged up his throat, accompanied by severe abdominal pain, spewing out black-red blood.

"Uh... whew... uh-hmm..." Chen Ran lay on his side, groaning continuously in pain, his left hand covering his upper abdomen, eyes tightly shut, his body trembling non-stop.

"I ran from a kilometer away to beat you up, took 1 second 57," Wei Tianyang explained.

He walked over to Chen Ran, knelt down, turned him over, moved his hand, and unbuttoned his shirt.

Chen Ran’s abdomen was red and slightly purple, obviously internally bleeding.

"Actually, it wasn’t easy because, while attacking, I didn’t want to be a killer," Wei Tianyang explained.

He touched Chen Ran’s upper abdomen, moving his fingers down along the contours of the abdominal muscles, all the way to the belly button.

Chen Ran hissed in pain and said, "You now... can’t use your superpower... right?"

"Yeah, you sealed it. If I had been slower, it would have been me lying here," Wei Tianyang nodded.

Chen Ran closed his eyes, calling out in frustration twice.

Wei Tianyang was indeed sealed.

But it was meaningless now.

Chen Ran had been beaten to a cripple, even without superpowers, Wei Tianyang could easily kill him by stomping.

At that moment, a black SUV drove up, Zhao Ling got out of the car, looking in astonishment at the campsite swept by the fierce wind, and when she saw Chen Ran lying on the ground, anger surged up, and she quickly walked over.

"You little fucker... did you think you’d never see this day?!"

Zhao Ling said as she kicked Chen Ran in the stomach, her high heel piercing deep into him.

"Ugh! Ugh! Blargh!!" Chen Ran, with his eyes tightly shut, endured the pain for a moment before opening his mouth and vomiting a clump of undigested food mixed with blood.

"Wait... spare his life for now!" Wei Tianyang looked up at Zhao Ling and then grabbed Chen Ran by the collar and demanded, "Where is the Lingxian Sect hiding?!"

"It’s useless! He won’t tell you anything. Those who have risen to his position in the Lingxian Sect are more loyal than those who have sworn allegiance to our party emblems."

Chen Ran was barely holding on; his eyes were hazy, devoid of any color.

Wei Tianyang felt his superpower had restored, so he seized Chen Ran by the neck, ruthlessly invading his mind.

The sea of memory surged, with countless fragmented images floating around Wei Tianyang. The vastness of Chen Ran’s memories left him in awe; he could not see the end in any direction, his eyes filled with blurred images and his ears with incessant whispered voices.

He appeared to be about 30, but he definitely, like Zhao Ling, had lived for a long time.

The Lingxian Sect indeed possessed life-extending technologies. Chen Ran, known as the Heavenly Emperor within their organization, definitely held a high rank, but the longer one lived, the easier it was to forget past memories.

He entered one of the clearest memories, which had probably occurred a few months ago and was quite significant.

Wei Tianyang found himself in this memory scene, standing in a corner of a room as Chen Ran. The room was no more than 20 square meters, and at the moment, President Fogen was sitting at his desk with his back to him.

From this position, Chen Ran would have been standing behind Fogen, on the inner side of the desk.

At that moment, Fogen, Xue Bi, and Chiharu were seated on a sofa across the desk, reporting to Fogen.

"The experiment has entered the next phase, and the number of infected is now up to 40,000," Chiharu reported.

"Tell me the results," Fogen demanded.

"Some subjects indeed completed the transformation, but there were also instances of mutation," Chiharu replied.

"Is there any hope for a cure for those mutations?" Fogen asked.

"It doesn’t seem likely," Chiharu shook his head.

"Xue Bi, evaluate the public opinion risk," Fogen commanded.

Xue Bi pouted, clearly not very pleased, and said, "Mr. President, to block the news, we’ve already employed construction companies from Yin Country to build walls, shut down internet access externally, and released news of an infectious disease..."

"So, hypothetically, if everyone in this city died, do we have any means to block the news and guide public opinion?" Fogen asked.

"That would be difficult... We don’t have a good excuse to shift blame or convince the public why such a massive health disaster would occur under today’s medical conditions," Xue Bi replied.

"President Fogen, our patience is limited; I need to take that girl away soon," Chen Ran said.

"I understand, Human Dawn has also made concessions; they can give up the girl, but we must acquire the Rebirth Technology; Chiharu’s experiments need her..." Fogen turned and replied.

"Then you’d better hasten your progress; I won’t keep waiting," Chen Ran said.

"I need more experimental data, which requires more people to test the drug," Chiharu said with a smile.

"A city with 40,000 people infected with an unknown disease is already enough to warrant an emergency intervention by the health departments, and you want more?" Xue Bi was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Give her more, Xue Bi, we’re running out of time," Fogen shook his head.

"If the infection further expands, what kind of lies should we invent to convince the public?" Xue Bi asked.

"Since mutations are occurring, why not package it as bioterrorism? That way, we can deploy the military to handle it and logically lock down the entire city," Banlangen suggested.

"They are our fellow citizens," Xue Bi said.

"They are... resources," Fogen laughed.