Chapter 1102 Risks and Rewards

For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world was silent.

Huai Shi's heart is convulsing instinctively.

At this moment, in front of him, full of ridicule, joking, contempt, contempt, and even all malice, the withered old man's body exuded waves of premonitions of death that made Huai Shi shudder.

"Beheading? Beheading?"

The old man raised the long knife in his hand with great care, as if he was protecting some hard-to-get treasure. He was gentle and careful, but it made his opponent's whole body tremble and he couldn't help but feel a tremor.

"If you want to kill the enemy, why bother?"

Shangquan whispered softly: "As long as...kill the soul!"

At that moment, in his hand, the complete sword turned into powder silently, twisted and shattered, completely changed beyond recognition, and disappeared without a trace.

But what replaced it was a cold light condensed by some kind of will and soul.

His eyes could not witness it, his body could not touch it, and he could not feel it, but in Huai Shi's soul he could clearly see a scene that could contradict reality and illusion!

That blade of nothingness forged from the sword master's will.

Tens of meters away, Huai Shi's vision went dark, as if an ordinary person was standing in front of a giant cannon, locked by a force that could destroy everything.

Being pointed at by such a sword, I couldn't breathe at all——

Now, the old man holding the soul-killing sword took one step forward and crossed the insignificant distance. The blade of nothingness in his hand swept over Huai Shi's body like a breeze.

It brought about tangible coldness and pain, the terrifying feeling of flesh and blood being cut apart by steel, and the despair of having your life taken away from you.

The stigmata, the soul, the power, everything seemed to have abandoned Huai Shi and left.

They are all like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Consciousness is blank.

He could only watch in despair as the soul-killing sword penetrated his body, disintegrating all his defenses, driving straight in, and penetrated the heavy protection of Guixu and Tianque.

Finally, it stopped abruptly before Huai Shi's soul.

Just one touch left behind the trembling and haze gifted from the top of the sword, enough to mark the gap of despair for a lifetime.

In the dead silence, Huai Shi froze in place.

The light in his eyes gradually extinguished, and his consciousness had already gone blank.

The outcome is decided!

Right in front of him, Shangquan looked at him one last time and shook his head.

"The Sword of Disaster? Nothing more than that."

Filled with the disappointment of not being able to attack with all his strength and the satisfaction of having tortured the food, he sneered and turned to leave.

But after taking two steps, the movement stopped abruptly.

pause.

As if he had discovered something incredible, he turned around in shock.

Behind him, the sluggish young man, the opponent who should have fainted, and Huai Shi who fainted completely under the shock of the soul-killing sword.

The hanging fingers twitched once, then twitched again.

In this brief void of unconsciousness and soul, the remaining obsession still drives the body and raises the palm of the hand.

It's like holding an invisible pistol tightly.

Use all your strength.

A trigger that didn't exist was pulled.

At that moment, the smile on Shangquan's face disappeared completely.

As if he saw the bullet fired by Huai Shi, he grasped the non-existent sword and chopped it down. There was obviously no counterattack and blockage, but everyone present seemed to have heard the high-pitched sound that erupted when the iron blade collided with the bullet.

After that blow, Huai Shi made no move.

It wasn't until a long time passed that a faint light appeared in those empty pupils again, and he woke up from the long nightmare, panting with all his strength.

When he lowered his head, he saw his raised palm.

Gradually it dawned on me.

"Look, senior."

He smiled and sighed softly: "Even if the soul dies, there will still be people who can move it."

He raised his head and reminded seriously: "Don't take this junior lightly."

Shangquan looked at him.

During the brief silence, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It was hoarse and sharp, making the decaying heart choke with laughter, and it made a hollow echo.

"Very good, Huai Shi, you are very good!"

Shangquan did not hide his appreciation and surprise at all, shaking his head and exclaiming: "With just this sword, in the future world, you will definitely have achievements that are not inferior to anyone else - or, death that is not inferior to anyone else."

Huai Shi was at a loss.

Look at his 'gun' hand.

"Is this a sword?"

"It's just a tool, what's the difference in what it's called?" Shangquan shook his head nonchalantly, "Besides, wasn't what you thrust out at me your own counterattack sword?"

Just like that, he sighed, staggered, and left slowly.

Walking out of the collapsed and broken door, he returned to his chair again.

The medical staff who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward, put on the oxygen mask again on the dying body, injected life-sustaining medicine, carefully and hurriedly bandaged and repaired it, but they could not stop the cracks that opened on Shangquan's body.

It's already on the verge of reaching its limit.

After breaking through the limit, the only path left is destruction.

"Save it, it's hopeless."

After putting on the mask, Shangquan said vaguely.

He glanced at the futile guys beside him, and finally looked at 008: "I still have half a month, no, about thirteen days. I hope your arrangements can be more efficient."

"That's enough." 008 nodded and replied, "Then, do you want to come with us now?"

"Everything that should be arranged has been arranged."

Shangquan replied without any attachment: "It's time to go, no need to waste time."

008 nodded, and behind him, the door to nothingness suddenly opened.

Two figures wearing chemical protective suits and gas masks walked out like him. After pushing away the obstructive medical staff, they pushed Shangquan's wheelchair and turned towards the darkness behind the door.

At the end, I went to the spring and took another look at Huaishi.

A husky goodbye.

"I will ask you to take care of that child Haruka from now on..."

Just like that, he disappeared behind the door.

The door closed, never seen again.

The parting came so abruptly and so unexpectedly.

Huaishi's poems were dull for a long time.

Finally, he looked at 008 who was still there.

"What are you going to do?"

"A gamble."

008's electronic voice replied: "Mr. Huaishi, you are also on the waiting list."

He lowered his head and glanced at the data on the screen, without commenting on anything, and continued to explain: "This time, in addition to checking Mr. Ueizumi's status, we also need to confirm your status."

Huaishi was amused and shook her head: "I didn't agree to join the Sunset Red Club for the elderly."

"..."

008 was strangely silent for a moment, and even the rigid electronic voice showed a hint of sympathy and pity: "Mr. Russell signed for you."

"Grass……"

Huai Shi cursed subconsciously.

He should have thought of it a long time ago. The old bastard had been quiet for so long. How could he let himself, a tool, idle at home without making any arrangements?

But he usually sells his students, but this time he actually sold himself to the Continuing Institute.

This is so damn off the mark!

"Of course, you still have the right to refuse."

008 tied his hands aside and waited until Huai Shi figured out the cause and effect and calmed down again before he continued unhurriedly: "But before that, I hope you can listen to me finish the matter -"

Huai Shi took a deep breath, restrained her urge to smoke, turned the lighter that was out of gas several times, and held it in her hand.

"All ears," he said.

"You will participate in a struggle, possibly facing an unsolvable dead end, fighting as a tool, as a chess piece, and in the end, you may be required to sacrifice your life."

008 told the truth: "I don't deny the danger. After all, this action is also a big gamble for the Survival Institute."

"But the greater the risk, the greater the reward, right?"

Huai Shi was unmoved, "Danger, death, sacrifice... I have been a senior tool and chess piece for so long, I have long been accustomed to these.

But what about the price, Mr. 008? "

He looked at 008 and asked solemnly: "You seem to have never said what I can gain?"

"Of course you won't leave empty-handed, Mr. Huaishi."

Like a machine, without using any negotiation skills, 008 made the offer straightforwardly: "Except for what Mr. Russell received, if you can come back successfully, in addition to the upgrade and modification of the Nemo engine, In the future, the liquefied essence needed by the Nautilus will be provided by the Survival Institute."

After a pause, he added: "What we provide is not the most basic liquefied essence, but the pure soul and supreme essence after six levels of qualitative transformation."

Huaishi froze on the spot.

Well, the original astronomical figure has now increased tenfold.

Ten times an astronomical figure is still an astronomical figure!

It just left him a little unbelievable.

"Such a big number? Are you sure?" he asked.

"It's just energy that can be obtained by squeezing the soul. Sublimated or solidified, there is no difference."

008 replied: “We have enough bases in hell to specialize in the production of this energy to supply the consumption of the Survival Institute itself.

Even now, all source supplements made with supreme essence, including those distributed by the governing bureau, have raw materials provided by us. "

If the meaning of the Administrative Bureau is to connect everything and control, then the special attributes of the Survival Institute are destined to be independent and closed.

Even if it is within the current situation, it is still independent of the current situation.

In terms of finance, output, demand... everything is self-sufficient and does not rely on the support of the governing bureau.

Even if the entire reality is destroyed tomorrow, the Continuity Institute will still be able to adhere to the theoretical cycle that it set when it was originally designed.

Huaishi has no doubts about 008's words.

In fact, he had already made a move.

Do you want to put your hands together...

After all, upgrading and modifying Nemo's engine is also fun!

And then, the price offered by 008 made him no longer hesitate.

"In addition, we will provide you with a clue——"

008 said, "About, [Dead Sun]."

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