Chapter 23
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Chapter 23: Remnants of Yi Tenglóng
AB356 Planet.
According to federal rules, planets starting with the letter ‘A’ are all controlled by humanity in the galaxy.
Only planets beginning with the letter ‘A’ have been transformed to be suitable for human life.
Planets that start with two letters belong to various types of resource planets.
AB356 Planet is classified as a resource planet.
The entire planet is a thousand times the size of Blue Star.
It contains an extremely rich supply of metal ores.
The mining rights are divided among three major mining giants.
In the southern hemisphere.
Deep underground.
Inside a secret base.
In the center, there is a room that resembles a prison.
Inside this room, various terrifying torture devices can be seen everywhere.
At this moment, a tall, burly old man with hair and beard all white sits in a torture chair.
Sharp spikes constantly extend from the back of the chair, piercing into his back.
Blood flows freely.
From the armrests of the chair, numerous tentacles reach out and stick to his fingers.
Pulses of electricity continuously flow through the tentacles, stimulating his fingertips.
Excruciating pain surges from his back and fingertips into his brain, causing the old man’s face to twist in agony.
Droplets of sweat roll down like beans, landing on the wounds on his back, bringing an indescribable burning sensation.
Yet, this old man grits his teeth, not making a sound.
His gaze remains fixed ahead.
There, a large virtual screen displays Yi Chen experiencing the cold winds of the exile planet.
In the old man’s murky eyes, which carry an air of authority and strength, a fervent light flashes from time to time, a glow only seen in devoted believers.
“Grandpa!”
A tall, stunning girl walks in.
“Speak!”
The intense pain from the torture makes it extremely difficult for the old man even to utter a single word.
“Experimenters Number Sixty-Five to Seventy all ended in failure. According to information from our insider, the secret research institute created by the military has also seen no successful cases, and there has been no progress at all.”
The girl explained.
The old man said nothing, but a smile surprisingly appeared on his pained face.
For the investors in the major skill research institutes, constant experimental failures were clearly bad news.
This not only meant that their massive investments were wasted, but it also indicated that they could not gain powerful personal strength and extended life through the research institutes.
This old man was the only exception.
He actually hoped for the experiments to fail.
Because if the experiments failed, it meant that only Yi Chen could create skills for all humanity.
“Additionally, there are signs that the traitors cultivated by various races among us seem to be planning some kind of action,” the girl added.
The old man remained silent because he no longer had the strength to speak.
The girl clearly understood this and stood at a distance, waiting.
Watching the old man’s tortured face and his bloodied back, compassion flickered in her eyes.
Drip, drip, drip…
A crisp sound came from the Torture Chair.
The execution time had ended.
The sharp spikes from the back of the chair and the tentacles from the armrests all retracted.
The old man slumped in the chair, breathing heavily.
The girl quickly stepped forward to support him and helped him lie down in a nearby medical pod.
His injuries began to heal.
The old man regained some energy.
After calculating for a moment, he spoke, “Mobilize all the hackers. Find a way to infiltrate the intelligence of the unmanned battleships on the exile planet and disrupt their operating systems.”
“Once accomplished, we’ll have our controlled council members push for sending a large battleship to the exile planet to transport a new batch of heavy criminals while also proposing repairs for the operating system!”
The girl looked surprised. “Does Grandpa want to rescue the young master from the exile planet?”
“We don’t have a large battleship; we can’t save the young master. Moreover, the young master is actually safer on the exile planet,” the old man shook his head. “We need to send someone to the exile planet to protect the young master!”
“It’s no problem to mobilize hackers to disrupt the battleship’s operating system, but we have very few federal council members under our control. It’s impossible to push for sending heavy criminals to the exile planet ahead of schedule,” the girl reminded him.
“Our family cannot control the federal council’s decisions. But do you think we are the only ones?” the old man countered.
The girl, who was clearly very intelligent, quickly grasped the situation after just one or two seconds of surprise.
Those powerful figures, the top wealthy individuals who formed skill research institutes, and the traitors cultivated by various races within humanity…
After confirming that the skill research institute had made no progress, it seemed others also wanted to send people to the exile planet to approach Yi Chen.
However, their purposes were different.
“Make arrangements to select a group of exceptionally intelligent and loyal individuals to go to the exile planet and protect the young master!” the old man continued.
The girl was somewhat surprised. “To ensure the young master’s safety, wouldn’t it be best to send the most powerful genetic warriors?”
“No, with the young master’s rate of development, he doesn’t need our protection in terms of strength. Sending those with sharp minds will ensure that no one who wants to harm him sneaks in.”
The old man said calmly, “Various forces have different purposes. Some simply want to quickly obtain his latest created skills. This type poses the least threat.”
“However, some wish to control the young master by any means necessary. The traitors cultivated by Various Races want to get close to him and assassinate him to eliminate future dangers.”
“I understand!” the girl nodded.
“Go!” the old man waved his hand.
The girl hesitated for a moment, looking at the old man’s tired and aged face. She felt a pang of sympathy.
“Grandpa, the young master has emerged brilliantly; even on the exile planet, his light cannot be concealed. As long as we bring him back, we can surely regain the peak under his leadership. You don’t need to keep blaming yourself or punishing yourself every day.”
“I didn’t go to death with my comrades back then just to avenge the general. Living is the greatest torment for me.”
The old man waved his hand again, “These punishments are just to stimulate my nerves, to lift my spirits, to endure the torment of my mind, and continue to live.”
A fervent light flickered in his eyes: “The day we welcome back the young master will be the moment my soul finds relief.”
The girl fell silent and could only leave the room that resembled a prison.
In the deep and calm world of humanity, storms were brewing.
A new era, new rivalries, the world was set to rise again!
…
At the center of all the whirlpools.
Exile Planet.
Flame Mountain.
The cold wind howled.
The snow was pristine and dazzling.
After spending around a month’s time,
with powerful perception and persistent spirit,
Yi Chen finally gained a deep understanding of the characteristics of the wind and the traits of flying birds and walking beasts.
He reached the level where he could begin to research Movement Techniques.
