Bo Jin’s words were equivalent to admitting his identity as a modified human.

But what puzzled Chi Yao was that during the test with Chun Qin’s drug, the other party hadn’t revealed any flaws.

Seeming to know what Chi Yao was thinking, Bo Jin spoke up: “Face can be changed, pheromones can naturally be disguised too. Look down on modified humans?”

Chi Yao: “…”

Are you proud?

Chi Yao went back and sat down. He had too many questions and didn’t know where to start.

A sharp electronic notification sound rang out inside the cave. Before he could figure out the situation, Xiao Hei’s voice sounded in his mind.

[The little monsters are going out to forage.]

There was a fissure in the cave. Bo Jin stood there, holding a dial about the size of a pocket watch, seeming to confirm something.

Chi Yao walked over. From this angle, he could see the moving “forest” at the foot of the mountain perfectly.

“What exactly is it?”

Bo Jin: “Essentially, not much different from us.”

Chi Yao: “Did you know about this thing’s existence from the beginning?”

Bo Jin glanced at him and strode out: “This isn’t the time to talk about this. Since you’re here, help me.”

Chi Yao remained unmoved, standing there looking at his retreating back, and said unhurriedly: “What do you want me to help with?”

Bo Jin: “Can’t let them eat too much, or they will lose control.”

Fly out if not full, lose control if full; really hard to serve.

“Did you get the C85 data the same way?” Chi Yao asked calmly.

Running alone to this kind of place, unknown how many high-risk tests were conducted.

Bo Jin picked up the weapon bag leaning against the cave entrance and said expressionlessly: “The situation over there is a bit better than here.”

So lure them to C85?

Chi Yao didn’t want to overthink, but couldn’t control it.

Even if the person in front of him was his “father”, up to now, he still didn’t know what role the other party played in this whole matter.

Bo Jin: “South is plains, North is mountains. Nearby are mostly level one and two mutated beasts. I’ll take South, you take North.”

Chi Yao looked out through the fissure.

The northern mountain area was similar to here, all bare snow mountains with almost no beast activity. The East and West were primeval forests with lower altitude and no snow, exactly where most beasts liked to stay.

“You aren’t asking me about the method to solve them?” Chi Yao asked casually.

Bo Jin stood at the cave entrance: “Whatever method, we have to lure them away first.”

The cave suddenly fell silent.

Cold wind mixed with ice and snow blew in. Inhaling it into the lungs, it was chilling to the bone.

After a moment of silence, Chi Yao walked towards the entrance.

Seeing him follow, Bo Jin asked: “Are you piloting the Flying Dragon?”

Chi Yao stood side by side with him at the entrance and asked back: “What did you come in?”

Bo Jin: “Mecha.”

Chi Yao guessed blindly: “Xuanwu?”

He had heard the old man mention before that excellent legion commanders could get mechas named after their legions, a glory exclusive to commanders.

Standing close, Chi Yao saw the light in Bo Jin’s eyes flicker slightly.

Bo Jin nodded gently: “You still remember?”

Chi Yao curled his lips: “Do you think those people would let me remember childhood things?”

The light that had just lit up in Bo Jin’s eyes dimmed again, but his expression control was very good, making it hard to notice.

“This vortex, none of us can escape.”

He avoided Chi Yao’s gaze and looked at the white snow hanging on the trees, his voice also carrying ice and snow: “I tried to take you out, but the result only made you sink deeper.”

Chi Yao sneered: “So you just ignored me?”

Bo Jin: “I found you the best teacher.”

Chi Yao laughed in anger: “Found a killer to be my teacher?”

Bo Jin turned to him: “The greatest effort I could make was to ensure your survival.”

Chi Yao: “You never thought about rescuing me? I’m your son!”

Bo Jin’s lips tightened into a straight line: “The situation was very complicated then—”

“Is anything more important than saving your son?”

Chi Yao smiled self-deprecatingly, “Right, if a son is gone, you can have another one. Indeed not that important.”

Bo Jin’s knuckles holding the weapon bag turned white.

He lowered his voice: “As my son, you are destined to endure more than others. If you can’t withstand it—”

Stopping here, he paused, pronouncing almost word by word: “Then ending it early might be a relief too.”

Chi Yao’s hand hanging by his side clenched fiercely, his ears buzzing.

Even in the most treacherous star pirate circles, he never thought he would one day hear such words from his own kin.

—Ending it early.

Then what did his persistence all these years count for?

After saying it, Bo Jin knew the words were too harsh.

Even if it was his true inner thought, it shouldn’t have been said so bluntly on the first day of reunion.

The “forest” at the foot of the mountain had already expanded to twice its original size; they couldn’t delay any longer.

“If you still want to listen to me, after this ends, whatever you want to know, I’ll explain to you.”

Bo Jin finished speaking and stepped into the snow, his wrist grabbed from behind.

“What about Dad?”

Chi Yao’s voice was dry, “Where is Dad?”

Bo Jin stopped: “He’s not dead.”

Three simple words made the heart Chi Yao had been holding in suspense drop back into place.

“What about Jing Xi’s parents?”

Bo Jin broke free from his hand and walked down stepping on the snow.

“I’ll tell you after we deal with this.”

The trees here were dense; there was only one slightly larger rock platform where the mecha could park.

When Bo Jin arrived, Xuanwu was already covered with a thin layer of snow.

Footsteps finally came from behind, and Bo Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, he wondered if he should say something nice to comfort this bad boy.

But before he could come up with any nice words, he was grabbed by the collar and pulled over, receiving a punch straight to the face.

The force was so great it seemed like he was going to be slapped directly to the foot of the mountain.

Chi Yao rubbed his wrist, looked down at Bo Jin sitting in the snow, his eyes very cold.

“The rest, I’ll settle with you slowly after it’s over.”

After speaking, he went around the tree trunk towards the Flying Dragon.

Only when the person was out of sight did Bo Jin stand up from the ground.

Rubbing his punched face, he jumped onto the mecha and entered the cockpit.

When powering on, he suddenly chuckled lowly, the smile bitter.

“When you aren’t here, I’m always doing the getting beaten up part.”

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Separated by a small grove, one black and one white mecha took off simultaneously, one heading North and one heading South.

Inside the Flying Dragon cockpit, Chi Yao had a dark face, in a very bad mood.

Xiao Hei’: [That punch just now was still too light. Why didn’t you use steel claws?]

Chi Yao glanced at the palm-sized prompt screen, his voice chilly: “Aren’t steel claws for scratching you?”

Xiao Hei’: […]

Above the “forest”, Chi Yao had the Flying Dragon release sound wave signals.

These sound wave frequency bands sounded like provocation to mutated beasts, unknown if they worked on these monsters.

Not long after emitting them, a monster directly below looked towards him. At the same time, the Flying Dragon AI’s urgent voice sounded.

[Sound wave attack intensified, load at 310%, entering self-protection mode in 10 seconds, 10… 9… 8…]

Chi Yao pulled the joystick, circled above these few monsters, and retreated rapidly.

The monsters’ movement speed and their eating speed were two extremes, very slow.

While moving, the parasitic vines on their bodies constantly probed around, absorbing all absorbable nutrients.

With this sweeping mode, if they entered a residential area, no one could escape at all.

Sound waves would make ordinary people instantly lose mobility, then parasitic vines could easily suck people dry.

Chi Yao tried to have the Flying Dragon contact the Xuanwu mecha, but firstly the signal was very weak, and secondly Bo Jin might have deliberately blocked all signals, causing total loss of contact on the way.

Once far enough away, Chi Yao set autopilot and went to search for things in Jing Xi’s rest cabin.

The rest cabin space on the mecha wasn’t large, and the furnishings inside were very military style, as if putting one more item would be fatal; ridiculously simple.

Chi Yao rummaged through the drawers, nothing.

Opposite the rest cabin was a small warehouse, piling some spare small parts and tools.

Chi Yao found a micro-injector among a pile of unopened items, placed together with a handgun.

He picked up the handgun to look, too inferior, and threw it back.

Returning to the cockpit, he ripped off a cufflink, rolled up his sleeve, stabbed the injector into his arm and drew blood.

“Hei-ge, gun mode.”

Xiao Hei’ floated over from the console, the small metal bean rapidly changing and expanding.

[Master can check my work log.]

Chi Yao drew one tube, put it down, and drew another.

“Delete after done, do I need to teach you this?”

Xiao Hei’: [Just telling you, makes me appear more respectful to you.]

Chi Yao: “The second half was redundant.”

Little Black: […]

After drawing blood, Chi Yao grasped the floating gun in his hand, loading the micro-injector filled with blood.

Walking to the hatch door, he made a gesture, and the hatch slowly rose.

Violent winds raged at high altitude. Chi Yao braced his foot against the wall to stabilize his body, but this distance was too far; the handgun’s explosive power wasn’t enough.

“Switch to sniper.”

As soon as the voice fell, the gun in his hand quickly elongated and deformed.

Chi Yao mounted the gun and looked through the scope, pressing the trigger a moment later.

The closest monster was shot in the eye, suddenly twisting and struggling, the trees on its back thrown off.

Under the thick mud was skin similar to a crocodile, only this looked harder.

Those parasitic vines were drilling out from the pores of the skin.

Chi Yao calculated the time in his mind.

But this time it didn’t take effect as quickly as on C85.

Five minutes later, this monster lay on the ground motionless, only its crimson eyes still rotating slowly.

Chi Yao frowned.

It seemed his blood wasn’t enough to kill them instantly.

Xiao Hei’: [Losing combat capability is already very good, don’t demand too much.]

Chi Yao: “…”

After the monster stopped moving, the relative sound wave intensity also decreased significantly.

After confirming the danger of the few over here was reduced, Chi Yao made a closing gesture.

“Go to Xuanwu’s side.”

He got up to walk inside, noticing something from the corner of his eye while passing a spot.

In the corner against the metal wall lay a tuft of white fur, looking unusually familiar.

Chi Yao picked it up to look, his face stiffening.

This should be the fur dropped when he transformed and got stuck in the door that time.

Such dark history naturally had to be destroyed to eliminate traces.

Just as he was about to throw it away, the guy giving Jing Xi a felt pendant suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Chi Yao looked at this big tuft of fur in his hand.

Could he also poke a felt pendant?

“Poke a little wolf head?”

Terminal AI Little Wolf Head: “Master, what orders do you have?”

Chi Yao put the fur into his pocket: “…Didn’t call you.”

Seeing a black mecha appear on the monitor, Chi Yao glanced at the various data and countless error reports on the virtual window, pulled the joystick to advance at full speed.

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On the warship, Jing Xi waited anxiously.

“Boss, sound waves weakened!” Someone suddenly shouted.

Jing Xi strode towards the console.

On the other side, someone else shouted: “There’s signal! Recovering gradually, attempting to connect!”

Jing Xi looked at the detection data on the screen, thought for a moment, and said calmly: “Land.”

Not long after descending into the atmosphere, Jing Xi’s terminal suddenly rang.

Chi Yao: “Xixi, try attacking with armor-piercing shells.”

Jing Xi’s heart skipped a beat: “Did you use it again?”

Actually discovered in one sentence, Chi Yao cleared his throat.

“A tiny bit.”

Jing Xi frowned, making an attack gesture to his subordinates.

“When we get back I’ll stew chicken soup to nourish you.”

Chi Yao: “…No need.”

Jing Xi: “Whole chicken banquet.”

Chi Yao: “…Then chicken soup it is.”

Three armor-piercing particle cannons fired, the strike range very precise.

A charred deep pit was blasted out on the plain.

On the thermal imaging, the scorched earth was cooling rapidly, gradually fading from crimson.

Chi Yao turned direction to fly towards the ground. Flying Dragon AI’s prompt sounded.

[Sound wave attack has weakened to normal range, initiating self-check repair procedure in three seconds—]

Chi Yao pulled out Flying Dragon’s saber and rummaged in the scorched earth.

As he expected, there were no newly sprouted parasitic vines, not even the monster’s corpse remained.

Qiu Tianlin said his blood could inhibit the activity of the regenerative enzyme HP6 in the monster’s body.

In other words, injected with his blood, the monster almost lost its self-healing regeneration ability. At this time, as long as its physical defense was breached, killing it was effortless.

“Effective,” Jing Xi said.

Surprise was hard to hide in his cool voice.

If what happened on C85 was just an accident, then now Chi Yao had confirmed this accident as inevitability.

Chi Yao’s blood was indeed the nemesis of these monsters.

However, without Chi Yao’s strong sound wave resistance ability, others, even with his blood, wouldn’t have the ability to inject this blood into the monster’s body.

Only Chi Yao could do this.

“What did you do?”

A third person’s voice suddenly appeared in their communication. Jing Xi asked tentatively: “Is it Mr. Zhang?”

Chi Yao sounded lazy: “His surname is Bo. Bo as in Bo Bing (thin pancake).”

Jing Xi: “…”

Bo Jin: “…”