Chapter 1032: Chapter 354: Demigod (End of Volume)
"Tap, tap..."
Crisp footsteps echoed in the steel corridor, melodious like a piano yet with a resounding echo, until at the end of the corridor, the image of an elderly but upright man slowly became clear.
He walked through the corridor filled with the stench of decay and blood, as if deep in thought, or perhaps apprehensive, his steps gradually slowing until a clear cry sounded from within his embrace.
"Wah~~ Wah~~"
The baby had no complex thoughts; for an infant less than a year old, he could only sense the surrounding air was somewhat suffocating and acrid.
"Hush now, don’t cry, don’t cry, Grandpa’s here."
The man comforted the small life in his arms, taking a deep sigh before stepping forward directly to the end of the corridor.
Fingerprint verification, retinal verification, password input, electronic key, and even a mechanical lock.
One verification after another.
Until a pleasant mechanical voice sounded: "Welcome, Commander Lin."
"Buzz~~"
The steel door vibrated open, and the lights inside the room made Lin Haifeng feel momentarily dazzled. After adjusting to the light, Lin Haifeng once again surveyed the entire secret chamber.
Spotless and pristine, apart from the cultivation tank in the center of the room, there was nothing else.
In the dark-colored cultivation tank, a tall humanoid creature could be vaguely seen, curled up in the cultivation fluid like a fetus in a womb.
"Gulp."
Lin Haifeng’s Adam’s apple trembled as he swallowed and stared at the humanoid creature in the cultivation tank, striding forward to press several buttons on the tank.
"Activate the Demigod?"
The mechanical voice from the cultivation tank made Lin Haifeng’s fingers tremble twice. After a moment of contemplation, he took out a card-like object from his space ring and placed it in the tank’s slot.
"Authorization granted, please confirm again to activate the Demigod?"
The prompt sounded again, but this time, Lin Haifeng did not hesitate.
He placed his index finger on the word "Confirm" displayed on the light screen. Accompanied by mechanical roaring, the fluid in the tank was gradually drained, the level lowering until the humanoid creature inside gently trembled and then slowly opened its eyes.
Lin Haifeng slowly stepped back a few paces, waiting for the tank’s liquid to be fully drained. The chamber door of the cultivation tank opened, and the humanoid creature stumbled out, unsteadily falling to the ground.
Just like a baby learning to walk, the Demigod on the ground constantly sought physical balance, its movements becoming more coordinated and forceful, the irregularly quivering body even pressing cracks into the steel floor.
Lin Haifeng just watched, observing the tall, strong, and otherwise indistinguishable-from-human male nude in front of him, seeing the familiar face of the Demigod.
As the Demigod adjusted to its new body, gradually standing up straight, eyes turning from bewildered to clear, Lin Haifeng finally spoke.
"Welcome back."
Then, he presented the baby from his arms to the Demigod.
"This is your son."
Lin Haifeng’s tone carried an indescribable special emotion, watching the familiar one before him turn his head, fixating on the infant in his hands, and Lin Haifeng repeated his earlier words.
"Welcome back, my child."
...
"Gurgle... gurgle..."
Bubbles rose at the corners of its mouth, and with the bubbles rising slowly, the creature known as the Demigod gradually regained consciousness.
Memories began to surge in his mind, with the last image in his impressions appearing especially vivid.
"Lin Kuangliu! Come forth and meet your doom!!!"
The roar of rage echoed throughout Las Vegas; he fled for his life, yet seemed powerless under the pursuit of the Netherworld.
Until darkness shrouded the land, the black giant raised its massive foot, stomping mercilessly on his body.
The body was instantly crushed into pulp, followed by the black battle saber cleaving down, splitting him in half, with only the remaining head bouncing like a ball, rolling to a distant stranger’s feet.
Then, everything before his eyes dimmed...
"Gurgle gurgle... gurgle gurgle gurgle..."
Bubbles increased, and within the cultivation tank, the Demigod seemed to be in great pain, its body soaking in the liquid twitching rapidly until just under a minute later, it finally calmed down.
With memories fully awoken and thoughts clarified, reflecting on the scenes before his death, Kuangliu felt increasingly at peace within.
So-called conspiracy was merely a game of strategy; since it was a game, there must be winners and losers—the outcome was already predetermined. To the world, the fall of Sequence Number 3 might have long been buried in the tides of time, incapable of stirring any waves.
Reflecting upon past events again, Lin Kuangliu felt no resentment—neither towards Wen Yu nor his own father.
All in all, what happened is simply bygone...
However, a new question slowly surged in his heart.
I... wasn’t I dead...
Kuangliu pondered, and new memories from the cultivation tank began to surge.
In a haze, he saw his intact body placed on an operating table (Kuangliu’s body was fused by Tang Haofei using the True Words Technique, see previous volume), followed by a rough craniotomy, his long-quiet brain extracted by doctors in white coats and placed into an incubator.
