This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 138 - 94: Getting Killed Before the Plan Even Starts? That’s too harsh!_2

Chapter 138: Chapter 94: Getting Killed Before the Plan Even Starts? That’s too harsh!_2

Huo Ming bent down, staring intently at the fish, "If it’s just about trading Li Ming, there’s no benefit for your family, so why would your father agree?"

"Huh?" Bian Li was slightly stunned, then his pupils suddenly dilated, "Wu Yanqing?"

"Exactly, your family’s goal is most likely Wu Yanqing, or even more than that—not just your family, but many others as well."

"You kill Li Ming, Wu Yanqing kills you, and then those people go after Wu Yanqing. Maybe that’s how it goes," Huo Ming paused, then continued, "As for your way out, isn’t your brother still in school? Whether it’s you or him, what difference does it make who dies?"

Bian Li immediately laughed, "Looks like you’re still hung up about that slap. What should I do then?"

"Just grab a few people around him, force him to commit suicide!" Huo Ming suddenly raised his voice.

"How could he possibly commit suicide?" Bian Li shook his head.

Huo Ming turned around, his mouth curling upwards, "Of course he won’t, but that’s where the conflict comes in. He’ll definitely come looking for you. Let him beat you to a severe injury, then tell him it was your brother who ordered you to do it..."

As he spoke, he stopped, and Bian Li, who was listening intently, saw a look of uncertainty spread over Huo Ming’s face.

Then, boom!

The wall behind him shattered, the fish tank cracked, and water mixed with glass shards sprayed everywhere.

A dark figure charged through the water towards Huo Ming!

Huo Ming sensed a life-and-death crisis, his eyebrows twitched, his heart pounded with fear, but it was too late to turn around. He could only try to dodge to the side.

His smartly pressed trouser legs burst into shreds, his legs swelled by more than a circle, blowing a big hole in the floor.

But the person behind him was incredibly fast, already closing in, their fist encased in alloy armor smashed hard onto Huo Ming’s back.

Boom!

He flew backward like a cannonball, and in an instant, he hit the wall on the other side.

His whole body was deeply embedded, at a weird angle, bending backwards, and Bian Li could hear the sound of his spine breaking, clear and distinct.

Bian Li’s face turned pale with shock. Huo Ming was a D-level Life Form; how could he not withstand a single blow?

Only now did he clearly see the figure of the assailant—tall and imposing, covered in black armor, with slits that emitted red flames, mingled with some sort of particles.

Their head nearly touched the ceiling, standing three meters tall.

Without thinking, Bian Li pulled out his smart terminal to call for help, but it immediately broke into pieces, sparks flying everywhere as the shadow engulfed him. He looked up, cowering.

The other person looked down, their entire head encased in an alloy helmet. Bian Li couldn’t see their expression, but a chilling cold gradually enveloped him.

The wind howled, Bian Li’s hair fluttered, his face frozen in shock, while Huo Ming, trying to break free from the wall, vanished without a trace, his scream cut short.

Two bodies fell in front of Bian Li, blood flowing, Huo Ming’s eyes, still not closing in death, met his, and then the corpse spontaneously burst into flames.

A shudder of horror and fear rose in Bian Li’s heart, his body trembling like a leaf.

"I didn’t expect this kind of enhancement to come with a progress bar," even Li Ming felt surprised internally.

After he took control of the surveillance room, he randomly captured a few people and quickly understood the situation.

The most noteworthy person was called Huo Ming, the owner of this bar, specifically supported by the Bian Family, a D-level Life Form.

To avoid any accidents, Li Ming used a "Thermo-Pressure Projectile," elevating his life form class to D-level.

Unexpectedly, the enhancement was not just reaching the D-level standard but a significant leap in large increments.

According to estimates, he was now at 92% strength of a D-level.

His energy level was approaching a C suffix.

In this situation, he did not need to change his Controlled Objects, still using four pairs of D-level shoes.

With this level of strength, his speed reached an unimaginably high level. Huo Ming, a D-level Life Form, had almost no power to resist him.

Looking at the frightened Bian Li in front of him, Li Ming said indifferently, "Now, we can talk."

"Don’t worry, the soundproofing here is very good. This little commotion won’t disturb those revelers below," he added.

Despair rose in Bian Li’s eyes, then a certain ferocity, as he demanded, "Who are you? Who sent you to kill me?"

"You were dealing with Li Ming?" The voice that came through the helmet, resonating with a unique hollow echo, reached Bian Li’s ears.

His eyes suddenly became incredibly perplexed, "Li Ming? Wu Yanqing’s man!?"

He couldn’t believe it. The plan had only just begun, or rather, it hadn’t even truly started, and Wu Yanqing had already sent someone to kill him?

He had only heard about Wu Yanqing’s ruthlessness but hadn’t expected him to be this extreme!

"Answer my question," Li Ming insisted.

"Heh..." Bian Li sneered with a hoarse voice, "Even if I answer, will you let me go?"

"No, but you can choose the way you die. I can slice your flesh off piece by piece, and rest assured, with absolute precision to within 0.1mm, you won’t die for twenty-four hours, watching helplessly," Li Ming said calmly, but it turned Bian Li’s face pale.

"I’m giving you three seconds." As soon as Li Ming finished speaking, Bian Li said in a pitiful voice, "I’ll talk..."

There was a certain decisiveness on his face as he picked up a shattered wine bottle from the ground and drained the liquid inside.

Soon after, Bian Li slumped to the ground, his face covered in blood, uttering his last words, "Huo Ming’s office is at the very end."

The flames roared as Li Ming turned and headed to Huo Ming’s office.

...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Li Ming, what are you doing?" The knocking persisted as Qi Xing shouted.

Click—the door opened.

"What are you up to? You’re not meeting with Nuo Xing in secret, are you?" Qi Xing peered inside with a squint as Li Ming stepped aside, and Qi Xing, seemingly drunk, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Roth and Zhao Jingang followed, surveying the room.

"That’s..." Roth’s pupils shrank as he quickly pulled a bottle out from under the blanket.

Development potion!?

"No way, big brother," Qi Xing moved closer, his face flushed red in disbelief, "Are you even human? You come to a banquet and bring a development potion with you, getting halfway through drinking and then you come up to develop gene seeds in your room!?"

Roth looked at Li Ming with an indescribable expression.

Zhao Jingang’s face changed, equally feeling his worldview shaken, "I’ve lived for so many years, and this is the first time I’ve ever met someone like you."

"Give me a break, big brother, Roth is already involved enough, but at least he takes a day or two off, you—," Qi Xing howled, "Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had a close encounter with the girls."

Li Ming was just as helpless, "The environment downstairs isn’t quite suitable for me, I find developing gene seeds easier."

"I’ll smash you..." Qi Xing, holding a wine bottle with the intent to throw it, was quickly blocked by Roth, "Sorry for this, he gets like this when he drinks too much—goes crazy."

"It’s fine," Li Ming said, taking out two more bottles of nutrient solution from another corner, smiling, "Let’s go, the banquet’s over, isn’t it?"

"Far from it, it’s not even ten o’clock yet," Qi Xing shook his head, "You can’t work out, so you have to go down and drink, you must drink."

He dragged Li Ming down to drink until around twelve o’clock, and it was only when Qi Xing was completely out that the party finally ended.

"Had quite a bit to drink today, didn’t you?" Wang Zhaoyuan asked, beaming.

"Ran into a drunkard," Opening the window, the cold wind came in, the speed of the car also slowed down, and his slightly dizzy head cleared up a lot.

Star Creation Company... Bian Family... Old Wu...

From Bian Li, he had already learned about the general truth, which was not too surprising. He had grasped most of it yesterday already.

It was a complex and intertwined web, entangled with many elements, and he was just the catalyst.

To say that was also not quite accurate—Star Creation Company really did want to kill him.

They had, with untold efforts, managed to suppress the matter with Silver Grey Star, but because of Li Ming, it was brought back up, and moreover, Li Ming endorsed their rival company.

And Old Wu, for some reason, was coveted by others and had some old grudges as well.

But due to Yitelan and various other factors, they also didn’t dare to act openly, which counted as good news.

"Tonight, there will be quite a few people who can’t sleep," The night wind brushed his face, his hair lifted, as he already saw the incessantly flickering red and blue lights not far away.