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As Xiao Qiang stepped through the entrance, he sensed something was off. All the doors here were push-and-pull, and there were cherry blossoms in the courtyard...
Ms. Bell led the way while he walked behind, scanning the surroundings with vigilance. The seemingly tranquil space carried an undercurrent of hidden danger.
An emaciated old man, little more than skin and bones, lay gasping on a specialized sponge mattress.
"We are not purely of Rus National blood; we are mixed blood," the famous Mr. Shagu, reclining on the expandable sponge bed, told Xiao Qiang. He was the father of C. Shagu Huo Nan, the president linked to Professor R's jd Copy Cloning Project.
Mr. Shagu continued, "Thousands of billions of years ago, our Shagu Family ancestors were actually kor. Later, they migrated to that isolated island, which has now sunk beneath the ocean and disappeared from Earth as Rus."
Mr. Shagu's private doctor was a strikingly familiar-looking woman. Xiao Qiang sat by the bedside, listening to the old man's historical tales while she observed coldly, occasionally checking the time and glancing at the large screen displaying Mr. Shagu's pulse and heartbeat status.
"In five minutes, it's time for your medication."
Xiao Qiang had been secretly observing this female doctor. Although her appearance showed no flaws, he felt as if she wore a mask behind her chilling gaze.
"She looks just like a housekeeper," Mr. Shagu complained about his private doctor's five-minute conversation limit. In his frail state, he was racing against death. If it weren't for the special medicine keeping him barely alive, he might have already passed away on Xiao Qiang's way here.
"Old sir, you didn't call me here just to ramble on like this," Xiao Qiang said directly, preferring straightforwardness.
"My lifelong dream is yet to be fulfilled; you are all my achievements. Remember, there is a very apt saying in your country: 'A drop of water shall be returned with a burst of spring.' You are a miracle I personally supervised and created..."
Xiao Qiang felt uneasy upon hearing this and abruptly replied, "I don't like that statement, old sir. I don't belong to anyone; I am myself."
Coughing repeatedly, Mr. Shagu appeared drowsy and weakly stretched his neck as the sponge adjusted to keep him comfortable. He fixed his gaze on Xiao Qiang and said, "Your blood can give me another chance at life; I can help you be reborn."
Listening to this dying man's greedy words about clinging to life, Xiao Qiang suddenly understood why they had sought him out— they wanted his blood.
"How could one possibly be reborn after death?" He quickly stepped back, feeling a chill from Mr. Shagu's murky yet menacing gaze.
"Don't be afraid, little brother; Huo Nan will take care of everything for you."
Huo Nan was already standing behind Xiao Qiang, a fair-skinned, well-dressed middle-aged man who had appeared unnoticed.
Shagu Huo Nan looked like an intellectual; he was tall and thin, wearing a pair of glasses that gave him a gentlemanly demeanor. A smile was perpetually on his face, but it was a smile that made one feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Hello," the man extended a long, pale hand devoid of color in front of Xiao Qiang. Hesitating, Xiao Qiang's mind raced as he realized he had been deceived. This place was clearly an Abyss, and their intention in bringing him here was to exchange blood.
The so-called blood exchange meant transferring Xiao Qiang's blood into someone on the brink of death. Mr. Shagu's capillaries were already withered and exhausted. His blood possessed regenerative and antibody energy; once injected into Mr. Shagu's capillaries, Xiao Qiang would become a desiccated corpse.
In contrast, Mr. Shagu would be reborn and revived, gaining all of Xiao Qiang's energy and abilities.
Shagu Huo Nan kept his hand extended, his deep-set eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses fixed intently on him.
"Hello, I think there's nothing more to discuss here; perhaps it's best if I leave," Xiao Qiang said apologetically with a smile at Shagu Huo Nan, hurriedly turning to exit without looking back at Mr. Shagu.
"Wait."
Shagu Huo Nan's smile remained, but it was laced with a chilling undertone. Stopping in his tracks, Xiao Qiang turned back defiantly and asked, "Is there anything else you need, Mr. Shagu?"
"Do you think this is a public place where anyone can come and go as they please?" His words carried an underlying threat; the smile twisted into something feral, and the greedy look in his eyes sent shivers down one's spine.
"What a joke! You found me and invited me here; why can't I leave?"
"Haha, look at you getting anxious," Shagu Huo Nan laughed heartily as he casually stepped out of the room. Mr. Shagu's personal doctor quickly entered the room before the door closed behind them.
This was a traditional courtyard-style building; to escape, Xiao Qiang would have to pass through several layers of doors. The cold wind howled through the still corridor; apart from Shagu Huo Nan and himself, it felt as if no one else existed.
But this was merely an illusion; countless pairs of murderous eyes were watching him from the shadows. Xiao Qiang reminded himself to stay calm and think carefully about his next move.
Shagu Huo Nan did not seem angry at Xiao Qiang's refusal to shake hands; his smile persisted, though his tone softened slightly. "It's getting late; little brother should take a moment to rest. Leaving isn't impossible either. We understand that our father's demands are excessive; as children, we cannot turn a blind eye. Since you've already rejected us to our faces, father should also know when to back down."
Is this Shagu Huo Nan? I’ve heard Matt say that his ruthlessness is comparable to that of Professor R. How could he possibly give up on their blood exchange plan so easily? Xiao Qiang pondered, not speaking to him in time.
"Ah, it seems you have a deep prejudice against me. Our Shagu Family will still rely on your support in the future. My father is getting old, and his career has just begun. The burden on me is quite heavy."
Damn it, go to hell, Rus National. How could I, a dignified person, be subordinate to you? Xiao Qiang felt displeased but forced a magnanimous expression and said, "There are no divisions of race now. If there's a place where I can be of use, I'm willing to help."
As he spoke, Ms. Bell and the nanny appeared.
Shagu Huo Nan instructed the nanny, "Please ask Mr. Xiao Qiang to rest."
Knowing full well that this was a den of wolves, Xiao Qiang felt uneasy but couldn't afford to clash with Shagu Huo Nan, who had once been considered a leader of the base. All he could think about was leaving this place as soon as dawn broke.
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