The massive circular virtual light screen was playing an intense action movie.
The light and shadow kept changing, with the battle scenes remarkably fiery and intense.
Zhou Lang was lying back on the boss's chair, his feet propped on the luxurious solid wood desk, lazily watching the movie.
On his left hand side, there were two small virtual light screens, clearly showing the two people standing outside the door.
Zhou Lang did not notice anything abnormal, but there was a vague feeling of unease.
He was naturally sensitive, always able to sense danger early.
It was because of this gift that Zhou Lang could become the general manager of Beiyang Province.
Although Beiyang Province was vast and sparsely populated, constantly under low temperature conditions, it was still a major province with rich resources.
As the general manager of the Blood God Association here, Zhou Lang lived quite comfortably.
The Beikun Base was a project assigned by higher-ups, originally aimed at testing the effects of using Spirit Race genes.
After several years, the project leader disappeared without a trace.
The Beikun Base already invested a substantial amount of money and resources, and Zhou Lang feared the higher-ups would investigate the results, so he could only continue running the base.
After more than a decade of effort, only dozens of young assassins were trained.
Frankly speaking, Zhou Lang felt he had greatly lost out on this business deal.
The Beikun Base invested at least billions; such funds could have hired a small fleet.
The young assassins had growth potential, but their development cycle was too long, making it hard to guarantee returns.
However, these trained assassins couldn't be wasted.
As their manager, Zhou Lang had to find ways to extract value out of these individuals.
He had no interest in dealing with base personnel, handing everything over to Xu Hui.
The fact that the security captain Vulture came to him was peculiar.
Vulture ought to report to Xu Hui, so why was he bypassing levels to reach him?
Zhou Lang didn't mind meeting Vulture, but the unease in his heart made him uncomfortable.
He pondered for a moment, didn't respond to Vulture, and instead contacted Xu Hui.
To Zhou Lang's surprise, Xu Hui had no response whatsoever. He opened the virtual light screen on the light computer, searched Xu Hui with personal permissions, but couldn't find his location.
Zhou Lang felt even worse, wondering what was going on.
He touched the black ring on his left ring finger—what danger could there be in this completely sealed base?
Zhou Lang looked at Gao Xuan on the virtual light screen, pondering.
He remembered this student because of his stunning good looks; anyone who saw him even once would never forget.
Gao Xuan, with such superlative appearance, a natural lady-killer.
Though, this boy wore sunglasses with eyes closed, what was up with that?
Zhou Lang, having done many misdeeds, was particularly vigilant. He formed an early warning again, noticing details were off, immediately increasing his vigilance.
Even through the alloy door, the closed-eye Gao Xuan sensed the subtle changes in Zhou Lang's state.
Six-winged Celestial Cicada, the first in spirituality.
Gao Xuan, with eyes closed, the sensitivity of the Six-winged Celestial Cicada was even sharper.
On the chair, Zhou Lang already sat properly, his internal Source Power rapidly gathering and operating, his face grew slightly suspicious.
The whole person clearly entered a height state of readiness.
Zhou Lang lived up to the role of Beiyang Province manager, exceptionally alert.
Gao Xuan was quite familiar with Zhou Lang, having followed him for several years in the previous life.
Only because Zhou Lang forced him to sell himself did he resist bravely. In that battle, Yun Qingshang died to save him.
From the timing, that incident happened seventy to eighty years ago.
Recalling these, Gao Xuan felt it was dreamlike.
But being able to be reborn, he wanted to control his destiny, never allowing the tragedy of the past life to repeat.
Since Zhou Lang had doubts, they couldn't easily blend in again. Gao Xuan knew he had to break the silence, slightly raising his head, saying in a deep voice: "9673, open the door, I have an urgent matter to discuss."
Zhou Lang's face was full of surprise: "Who are you?"
9673 was his secret code in the Blood God Association, only known to direct superior of this line.
Even Xu Hui couldn't know his code. How did Gao Xuan, merely a trainee student, know his secret code?
"Relax, I am an observer for the Spirit Race Gene screening plan. Directly under Dr. Xu Yan. My organization sequence is 9031."
Gao Xuan calmly reported his Blood God Association sequence number and position.
Dr. Xu Yan was precisely the host of the Spirit Race gene plan. With Xu Yan's accident, this plan was abandoned halfway.
These were all top-secret data, known only to Zhou Lang in the entire base.
Gao Xuan who had reincarnated knew everything about the base, making Zhou Lang bewildered.
After all, the Beikun Underground Base was a completely enclosed base, Zhou Lang couldn't contact the outside directly.
Even if doubting his identity, Zhou Lang had no way to verify.
The Blood God Association was hierarchically strict. The sequence number Gao Xuan reported was ahead of Zhou Lang's.
Under normal circumstances, Zhou Lang had to follow Gao Xuan's orders.
Of course, in this closed base, Zhou Lang was the boss. Cunning and suspicious, he could completely refuse orders.
Zhou Lang pondered repeatedly, ultimately not daring to act rashly. He deeply understood the terror of the organization and had to clarify before deciding.
With a buzz, the alloy door smoothly slid open to the sides. Armed robots guarding the door also stepped back, making a passage.
Yun Qingshang followed Gao Xuan into the office, hearing the alloy door close behind her, she finally relaxed a bit: finally got in.
Gao Xuan actually knew the secret code, she wondered where he got this information from? Yun Qingshang felt quite puzzled, today's Gao Xuan was mysterious, completely beyond her comprehension.
However, regardless of how Gao Xuan changed, hiding many secrets, she just needed to follow Gao Xuan. Other things were simply not important.
Yun Qingshang was pure-minded, and precisely due to her character, she could stand out among many assassin trainees, becoming the most outstanding.
Yun Qingshang didn't think much about Gao Xuan's change, her focus was entirely on Zhou Lang.
Zhou Lang's office was very large, over three hundred square meters, furnished with solid wood, pure white wool carpet, and displayed some modern crafts, with an overall luxurious style.
Sitting behind the desk, Zhou Lang appeared in his forties, hair slicked back neatly, a neat and tidy mustache. His clothes were trim and fitting.
Your eyes were as sharp as an eagle, exuding authority.
Yun Qingshang and Zhou Lang's eyes met, instinctively looked down to avoid his gaze.
Zhou Lang didn't pay attention to Yun Qingshang either.
A man like Vulture was merely muscle, not considered management, insignificant in his eyes.
The crucial factor was Gao Xuan. When did this eighteen-year-old assassin trainee become an observer for the organization? Code sequence actually ahead of his? Simply unbelievable!
"Wow, the office is so luxurious...tsk tsk..."
Gao Xuan, having successfully entered the office, felt immensely relaxed, becoming talkative.
"Damn, I've suffered through hard training, almost dying so many times, while you hide in here enjoying life. Truly unfair."
Gao Xuan didn't hurry to act, instead was interested in playing with the crafts on the display shelf.
Zhou Lang saw Gao Xuan's confident, calm demeanor, growing more confused. Could this boy truly be an observer sent by higher-ups?
Gao Xuan didn't even look at Zhou Lang, he fetched a pair of black matte short blades from the weapon rack, thirty centimeters long, straight ridge double edge, with a substantial weight in hand.
"Titanium steel material, Black Tortoise product, good stuff!"
The Black Tortoise was a super weapon company traversing multiple star systems, especially skilled in manufacturing high-end equipment.
This pair of titanium steel alloy short blades was valued at least seventy to eighty thousand credit points.
Gao Xuan wielded the blades, making a flourish before sheathing them skillfully.
He fastened the blades on his back waist clasp, politely saying to Zhou Lang, "President Zhou is truly generous, gifting such valuable items on first encounter, feels a bit awkward."
Zhou Lang remained expressionless; he didn't see Gao Xuan appearing awkward, nor had thoughts of gifting.
This pair of Black Crow short blades was the most precious among all collections, also very suitable for combat.
Gao Xuan, a mere student, had keen vision. Boldly snatching them, Zhou Lang was more inclined to believe in Gao Xuan's observer status.
Gao Xuan casually walked to Zhou Lang's desk, "President Zhou, could you hand me all data records from the Spirit Race Gene plan? I need to report back to the doctor..."
Looking at Gao Xuan closing in, Zhou Lang's gaze intensified with coldness. Gao Xuan had crossed the boundary line; he was about to lose self-control.
Just as Zhou Lang was about to act, Gao Xuan suddenly stopped. Smiling, he said, "President Zhou seems rather tense, relax. I'm merely a third-level warrior, could I possibly ambush you? Hahaha..."
Zhou Lang didn't laugh, but agreed with Gao Xuan. Gao Xuan's Source Power Level was third-level; that was undeniable.
With that mere third-level Source Power, he couldn't perform any tricks before Zhou Lang.
Zhou Lang was about to speak, when an exceptionally sharp blood-colored blade light flickered across the sky, piercing directly towards his brow.