Chapter 78

At two o'clock in the morning, in the suburbs of Weibin City, a flying craft roared to the sky above an estate, its wings folding as it landed on the rooftop.

The cabin door opened, and two fully armed men leaped out, vigilantly observing the surroundings. Their sharp eyes glinted in the darkness, revealing their high-level martial arts skills.

Then, a burly man was escorted out by a team of fully armed people, bound tightly and with a black tape over his mouth. This burly man was the young man who had helped Muxin clean the laboratory.

The team treated him like an extremely dangerous criminal, lifting the young man and quickly rushing into the building. Soon, they threw him into a secret room.

Inside the secret room, the young man lay on the ground, struggling. When he saw the two people in the room, he was first startled, then showed surprise, and repeatedly turned his head, making muffled sounds.

The two people in the secret room, one standing and one sitting, were Manager Mu and Manager Wu.

Looking at the young man on the ground, Manager Mu's face was grim, as if suppressing deep emotions. After a long while, he sighed helplessly.

"Untie his mouth," Manager Mu ordered in a low voice.

Manager Wu stepped forward, tearing off the tape from the young man's mouth, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mudong."

As soon as the tape was removed, the young man called out, "Uncle Mu, what's going on? Why am I tied up like this?"

Manager Mu, sitting in a chair, looked down at the young man on the ground and said in a low, stern voice, "Mudong, how have I treated you normally?"

Hearing Manager Mu call him by his name, Mudong felt uneasy and said, "Uncle Mu, you adopted me, and your kindness is like a mountain. I have always followed your instructions and taken care of Young Master Tong with all my heart."

"Very good, the quality I appreciate most about you, Mudong, is your loyalty to the family."

Manager Mu nodded slightly, then changed the subject, his tone turning cold, "If Young Master Tong is in danger, what would you do?"

Mudong was taken aback but answered without hesitation, "My life belongs to Young Master Tong. If he is in danger, I will naturally protect him with my life."

Hearing this, Manager Mu nodded again, sighed, and muttered, "Mudong, I am sorry. Young Master Tong has always been mischievous, and in the end, he has involved you. Manager Wu, untie him."

Once the restraints were removed, Mudong quickly approached and asked respectfully, "Uncle Mu, what's going on?"

Mudong was quite frustrated. He had been bound and brought here for no apparent reason, and Manager Mu's strange words made it seem like he was to take the punishment for Young Master Tong. Protecting the young master with his life was a principle Mudong had been taught from a young age, and he was not afraid of sacrificing himself.

However, although Young Master Tong liked to play around, he had not caused any serious trouble. Otherwise, Mudong would have been the first to know.

Manager Mu glanced at him and sighed again, taking out a box from the table and opening it. Inside was a red crystal container, which was the first work of Sun Yan.

Mudong looked at it, even more confused, and raised his head to look at Manager Mu, not understanding the meaning.

Manager Wu also examined the red crystal container. The genetic fluid inside looked to be of the lowest quality, not even H-grade, and it was not even worth giving away.

Pointing to the red crystal container, Manager Mu said in a low voice, "Do you know what this is?"

Mudong's lips twitched, feeling that today was truly bizarre, and answered, "I know, it should be considered H-grade genetic fluid." He added in his mind, "If it were three grades higher, it could be considered H-grade genetic fluid."

"Blind fool!" Manager Mu shouted in anger, slamming the armrest of his chair, which groaned and almost fell apart.

Manager Wu and Mudong were so frightened that they trembled and dared not say another word. An enraged Manager Mu was extremely terrifying.

Manager Mu sighed, calming down, and muttered, "This is not your fault, nor is it Young Master Tong's. I wouldn't have recognized this thing at your age either."

Hearing this, Manager Wu and Mudong were both stunned. They looked at the container again but still couldn't figure out what it was.

"Never mind, I'll let you know what major mistake Young Master Tong has made," Manager Mu said, shaking his head helplessly and pointing to the red crystal container. "This genetic fluid is indeed only H-grade quality, and it is the lowest quality of H-grade, so no one would want it as a gift."

Manager Wu and Mudong nodded slowly, saying nothing, both waiting for the next part. If this could make Manager Mu so serious, there must be something extraordinary about it.

"Do you know what has grown on this genetic fluid?" Manager Mu asked.

Looking at the container, Manager Wu examined it carefully and said, "Is it just a sign of mold due to being stored for too long?"

Mudong was taken aback and said instinctively, "No, Manager Wu, these six genetic fluids were mixed less than four days ago."

"What?" Manager Wu's face changed dramatically. As the head of the auction house, he was well-informed and exclaimed, "Accompanying organisms of the genetic fluid!"

During the mixing process of genetic fluid, there is a very rare chance that some derivatives can appear, which are the accompanying organisms of the genetic fluid.

Accompanying organisms of the genetic fluid are very rare, so any type of accompanying organism is extremely valuable.

Manager Wu's expression was serious, and he understood the severity of the situation. The six identical containers indicated that the mixing technician who created these genetic fluids had mastered the secret of mass-producing these accompanying organisms.

Manager Wu asked in a low voice, "Manager Mu, what kind of accompanying organism is this?"

Manager Mu's face was grim, and he said slowly, "Snow Condensation Worm Silk!"

Thump!

Hearing this name, Manager Wu trembled as if he had seen a ghost, fell to the ground, and his face was drenched in sweat, which dripped to the floor.

"Snow Condensation Worm Silk, how can it be Snow Condensation Worm Silk! It's a key ingredient for making ATD incense, and just one strand of Snow Condensation Worm Silk can produce 1KG of ATD incense!"

Manager Wu's face was filled with fear, and he exclaimed, "It's said that to mix Snow Condensation Worm Silk, one can only rely on luck, and no one can master the technique for mass production! These six genetic fluids are identical, could it be, could it be..."

Manager Wu dared not think further. He deeply regretted being involved in this matter. A mixing technician who could mass-produce Snow Condensation Worm Silk would be a highly sought-after target by various forces.

In the history of mixing, there was once a unique mixing technician whose level was not high, but the genetic fluids he mixed often had rare accompanying organisms. Therefore, this mixing technician was recruited by the Zeus Phoenix financial group and even enjoyed a status equal to that of a master mixer. Such a person could be considered a rare exception and a unique genius among mixing technicians.

If the mixing technician who created these six Snow Condensation Worm Silks was not only an exception but also a genius in other aspects of mixing, how extraordinary would that be?

Instantly, Manager Wu's forehead was drenched in sweat. No matter which of the two scenarios applied to this mixing technician, he was absolutely not to be provoked. Young Master Tong had stolen six containers, and if this matter were to be exposed, with the influence of such a mixing technician, the Mu family could face unimaginable difficulties.

On the spot, Manager Wu wanted to faint and forget this matter entirely.

"Snow Condensation Worm Silk, a key ingredient for making ATD incense, and just one strand can produce 1KG of ATD incense?"

Mudong found it hard to believe. He was not familiar with Snow Condensation Worm Silk, but as a martial artist, he knew about ATD incense.

ATD incense, with its fragrance that can concentrate and solidify the inner essence, is a valuable item for martial artists to cultivate their inner essence. It is extremely expensive, with one piece of incense costing 100,000 credit points. Even for core members of a thousand-year-old martial arts family, ATD incense is considered a luxury.

Manager Mu's face was expressionless, and he said, "Mudong, you should now understand the major mistake Young Master Tong has made. We cannot offend such a mixing technician, and we can only sacrifice you to minimize the impact. Prepare yourself, and I will personally take you there. When the time comes, you will commit suicide in front of the mixing technician to atone for your sins."

However, Mudong seemed not to have heard these words and muttered to himself, "How is this possible? This is too incredible, it's truly enviable!"

"Mudong, what are you saying?" Manager Mu asked angrily.

Mudong looked up and smiled bitterly, "Uncle Mu, actually, these things were not stolen by Young Master Tong. They were mixed by Young Master Tong's friend, Sun Yan. Sun Yan, the friend Young Master Tong has played with since childhood."

"Uh..."

"What?"

Manager Mu and Manager Wu were immediately stunned, staring at Mudong as if they had heard the most shocking news of their lives.

...

In the early morning, before the sun had risen, Sun Yan opened the door with his backpack on his back.

Outside the door, two bald men were standing, one tall and one short. One was Feng Yan, and the other was Li Er.

Sun Yan had not told anyone about his trip to Baiyu Star for training, but he couldn't hide it from Li Er, who lived in the same building.

Li Er smiled and handed over a large package of food, his well-defined face showing a hint of sincerity, "Ayan, take this with you to eat on the way."

Sun Yan shook his head helplessly, "I'm not going on a trip, why do I need so much food? It's too inconvenient."

The longer he spent with this bald young man, the more Sun Yan felt his pure and genuine qualities. However, there was one thing Sun Yan found strange: Li Er's yuan force cultivation was only at the level of a second-grade martial artist, and he didn't know how he had managed to get into Difeng Academy.

Seeing the large package of food, Feng Yan immediately snatched it and said, "Indeed, it's too inconvenient to carry so much food. I'll take care of it."

Sun Yan pursed his lips. Since joining the school's law enforcement team three days ago, he had a feeling of being on a pirate ship.

Thus, waving goodbye to Li Er, Sun Yan followed Feng Yan and left. The young man secretly resolved that when he returned to Difeng Academy in two months, he would defeat Muxin, Qiushanlin, and Xuxuyao in the freshmen assessment.

Li Er stood at the entrance of the building, waving goodbye until Sun Yan and Feng Yan's figures disappeared. He continued to wave.

Looking at the end of the road, the bald young man muttered, "Two and a half months? Perfect, by the time Ayan and the others return, I can prepare a sumptuous meal for my friends and Uncle Tieshao, which will be like a last supper."

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the road, running towards No. 4444 Liuli Street. It was Muxin.

Rushing to the building entrance, Muxin was out of breath and asked, "Where is Ayan? Where is Ayan? Why can't I contact him? Is he still sleeping?"

"Uh, Ayan..." Li Er stammered, speaking vaguely.

With Muxin's keen eyesight, how could he not see that something was wrong? After a few casual questions, he got the information about Sun Yan's whereabouts from Li Er.

Hearing this, Muxin was speechless and began to jump around in frustration, deeply regretting his late arrival.

Muxin pounded his chest and roared, "Ayan, you must not get into trouble, you must come back safely!"