As the golden door opened, a black shadow entered the room. Every part of it was strictly symmetrical and unaffected by the light, indicating its owner’s perfection.

At the same time, the Shang Jianyao and Du Heng inside disappeared.

Piles of red-hot rocks were in close proximity. As streams of water fell, they created hot mist. This made the entire room feel like a paradise.

An extremely hot and stuffy feeling arose.

In the depths of the mist, a woman with beautiful curves appeared faintly. This was August’s Kalendaria, Door of Scorching. Her name was Dufftiel Osira.

She was known by many in the school when she was a student. Not only was she beautiful with an outstanding figure, but she was ahead of her peers academically. Later on, she entered the Eighth Research Institute and gradually became a permanent researcher for a core project.

What was even more precious was that she had a cheerful personality and a kind heart. As a result, she became the goddess in the hearts of many unmarried men in the Eighth Institute.

After becoming a Kalendaria, her flaw was her fear of the cold.

Upon seeing the Door of Scorching appear, the owner of the black shadow—Golden Scale Richard, who was walking out of the darkness outside—whispered angrily, “Dufftiel, I’ve confirmed that you have two more eyelashes on your left than on your right!”

He had been brooding over this matter.

This Kalendaria was ordinary in height, and his face was like that of a boy-next-door. His hairline was a little receding, but every strand of golden hair was placed just right, exactly symmetrical with his other side.

…

The door that highlighted a human face opened with a clang. Truth, who was wearing a colorful floral shirt, beach shorts, and a pair of sunglasses over his head, walked in step by step.

Here, he didn’t see a particular personality of Master Zhuang. He only discovered a thin and long shadow appearing on the wall opposite him.

The black shadow wore a featureless white mask that covered its face.

Truth immediately laughed. “Haha, Mono, how dare you appear? I thought you would cower in a corner and tremble!”

Mono was the name of March’s Kalendaria, Last Man. Back then, he was considered one of the more ordinary ones in the Eighth Research Institute. He was surrounded by geniuses like Lin Sui that made his confidence take a beating. After becoming a Kalendaria, his flaw was being weak-minded.

The white-mask-wearing Last Man replied softly, “I’m only weak-minded, not timid.”

“How can one be weak-minded if they aren’t timid?” Truth scoffed at this.

…

Behind the half-open door, a female figure walked toward the light in the deep darkness.

Where the lights were brightest, April’s Kalendaria, Shadow of Distortion Winst Garland, stood with a bear biscuit in one hand and the other hand in his pocket.

The white cloth strips that appeared around his eyes wrapped around him repeatedly as if he had become blind. As long as he couldn’t see, he naturally wouldn’t be frightened by distorted creatures!

Sensing Eidolon Nun’s entry into the room, Shadow of Distortion sighed and said, “I remember that I often lazed around back then and used patrolling as an excuse to chat with you guys in finance. You always made me share my bear biscuits.”

Eidolon Nun fell silent for a second before asking angrily, “Are you trying to say that I was freeloading?”

…

Pangu Biology. Underground building, in the radio station.

There was nobody in the recording studio except for a guy standing at the entrance of the controls. He leaned against the wall and flipped through a book leisurely, enjoying the comfort of slacking off at work.

Suddenly, he saw two pairs of gray military boots appear in his line of sight.

“You are?” The male employee failed to finish his question.

His neck was pinched by a cold palm, and his voice stopped. He looked at the man and woman in front of him in horror, not understanding what had happened.

In Pangu Biology, there was no point in robbery, and it was even more meaningless to destroy the radio station. At this moment, the male employee could only think of whether a certain program team had reported something bad about a department, causing someone to be punished. They then came over to beat them up.

He wanted to complain that he was wronged and say that he was only a technician mainly in charge of handling the equipment and had nothing to do with all the program teams. However, his mouth was stuffed by the man and woman.

Then, Long Yuehong used the backup machine’s wires to tie the technician’s hands behind his back.

He definitely didn’t want to injure the innocent when carrying out an operation internally. He didn’t even want to knock the other party out lest the other party missed the opportunity to escape the underground building. It was equivalent to being killed by him.

Long Yuehong looked at Bai Chen, who was walking to the operations room, and threw Shang Jianyao’s recording pen over. Then, he lowered his head and said to the technician, “Don’t make a fuss; we’ll release you later. Otherwise…”

Long Yuehong did a neck-pinching action with his steel right hand.

Before the technician could nod, the door to the recording studio was suddenly pushed open. Accompanying this was a familiar and slightly childlike sweet voice: “Brother Shan, I’m here to test…”

Long Yuehong turned around and met Hou Yi’s eyes, who was staring at him with an expression that gradually turned horrified.

He had already experienced many battles, so he didn’t hesitate and ran over in two steps.

Only then did Hou Yi react. She tried to turn around and escape, screaming for help.

Bang!

Long Yuehong punched her in the back of her ear, knocking her out. He held Hou Yi with his other hand and silently closed the studio door with his metallic hand.

Taking this opportunity, Bai Chen adjusted the equipment.

She and Long Yuehong had received special training from Genava, so they weren’t unfamiliar with how to use the radio station’s machines. Even if the model wasn’t the right one, as long as one could read and knew the exact model, they could quickly operate it.

Moreover, if it really didn’t work out, wasn’t there someone guarding the operations room beside them?

After exchanging looks with Long Yuehong, Bai Chen inserted Shang Jianyao’s recording pen into the corresponding interface.

At this moment, the team on this floor had received orders and had arrived at the entrance to the radio station. At the same time, two Awakened took the elevator and rushed to this floor.

Meanwhile, most of the employees were still working as normal. Everything was very calm.

…

In the whirlpool-shaped building, Jiang Baimian stood beside the experiment capsule and saw Shang Jianyao’s face contort under the transparent cover as if he were suffering indescribable pain.

The corresponding indicator lights didn’t go off, indicating that the brain development hadn’t been completed.

The wind around Jiang Baimian became stronger and stronger from somewhere as if it had turned into invisible hands that wanted to push her out of the hall.

I wonder how long it will take… Jiang Baimian muttered to herself anxiously.

She didn’t want to end up being too late to take his body away.

Once the brain development was successful, she would immediately carry her companion, leave behind the nuclear bomb, and quickly leave this small city and the Eighth Research Institute before detonating it remotely.

During this process, she had to inform Genava via telegram to meet the fleeing employees at the entrance of Pangu Biology’s underground building.

…

In Master Zhuang’s room filled with machines.

Shang Jianyao sat cross-legged on the ground, his face in a grimace.

All his personalities had been retracted, and they floated around him like spirits.

These personalities alternated between pain and nonchalance. Their independence and autonomy seemed to be further enhanced.

More projections appeared over Shang Jianyao’s body, giving one the feeling that he was about to break through the restrictions and fully develop his price.

“That’s pretty good progress.” Master Zhuang Du Heng, who was beside him, nodded gently.

Shang Jianyao’s expression twisted as he suddenly exclaimed, “F*ck! Little Red and Little White have also begun!”

This way, while accepting further development of the brain, he had to pay attention to the situation at Pangu Biology, lest his abilities weren’t direct enough to affect those in the Management Zone and the internal forces immediately.

At the same time, Shang Jianyao had to provide support and strive to handle most of the Mind Corridor-level Awakened in the first wave. Then, he had to make them take the initiative to deal with the remaining ones in order to escape.

This was delicate work, and it was a little difficult for him in his current state.

Du Heng glanced at him and planned on giving him some help.

At this moment, a female voice that Shang Jianyao was extremely familiar with sounded. “Dufftiel, Mono, Garland, I don’t think you realize that the President doesn’t want to maintain the status quo at all. He plans on destroying all of this. He has even sent a nuclear bomb to the Second Research Zone.”

The person who spoke was Pangu Biology’s Big Boss, December’s Kalendaria, Arbiter of Fate Zhao Danlin.

When Du Heng heard Arbiter of Fate’s words, his expression immediately changed slightly. She had already discovered it?