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The space there exhibited a bizarre, visible distortion, as if observing the world through a layer of boiling water. The dissipating storm of psychic energy continued to rage silently, the invisible energy scraping across the broken walls, leaving smooth, mirror-like cuts.
The aftershocks of this force are enough to cause any ordinary person with a slightly weak mental defense to suffer brain death the moment they step inside.
Lin Che held his breath, making his elf companions follow closely behind, step by step entering the energy field.
A heavy pressure instantly descended upon his mind, his temples throbbing as if countless steel needles were piercing him simultaneously. He groaned, but his steps did not falter in the slightest.
After passing through this death zone, the view suddenly opened up.
In the core area of the laboratory, a giant culture tank with a diameter of over twenty meters has broken in the middle, with countless thick cables and pipes hanging down, helplessly soaking in the dark green culture medium residue.
Lin Che's gaze was immediately drawn to the inconspicuous metallic luster at the very bottom of the broken tank.
He strode forward, stood at the edge of the massive chasm, and looked down.
That was a spoon.
A metal spoon that had been twisted into a braid shape by an unimaginable, terrifying force.
Its surface was covered with fine cracks, yet strangely, it did not shatter completely. A faint, almost imperceptible purple halo flickered on the metal surface of the spoon like breathing.
A heart-stopping, overwhelming sensation emanated from that spoon.
A bent spoon!
Completely imbued with Mewtwo's primal psychic power, it can even be said to be a manifestation of a portion of its power!
Lin Che's Adam's apple bobbed.
He could feel every cell in his body sending out alarms, every nerve ending screaming for him to get away from that thing. The residual power on it was still a deadly poison to him.
He didn't reach out.
"Zhixing".
Lin Che called out softly.
Hovering beside him, the small, silvery-white, shimmering gray monster, seemingly forged from moonlight, silently flew forward.
It seemed to be the only being unaffected by this terrifying aura; even its pure golden eyes revealed a hint of curiosity and longing.
An invisible yet tangible silver telekinetic field emanated from Zhixing, precisely enveloping the twisted spoon.
hum-
The spoon trembled slightly, and the purple halo suddenly lit up, as if a powerful will was about to awaken from its slumber, trying to resist the external force.
Zhixing's golden eyes suddenly narrowed.
The silver telekinetic field instantly intensified, like a gentle yet firm stream, enveloping, soothing, and ultimately completely suppressing that violent will.
The twisted spoon was steadily lifted and slowly ascended into the air.
Lin Che immediately took out a specially made suitcase made of heavy lead metal, the inside of which was filled with special cushioning material that could insulate against energy radiation.
Zhixing carefully controlled the spoon and placed it steadily into the box.
"Click."
As the lid closed and the latch locked, the suffocating, terrifying atmosphere that had enveloped the entire core area finally vanished completely.
Lin Che finally let out a long breath, his tense back relaxed slightly, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Having achieved his most important objective, he made no further lingering on the perilous Crimson Lotus Island.
That night, the resounding cry of the Warrior Eagle pierced the night sky of Shanghai, and Lin Che's figure landed on the campus of Shanghai Elf University.
The familiar sycamore trees, the familiar lights, and the familiar, tranquil atmosphere full of youthful vitality gave him a feeling of being in another world.
He immediately dialed Xu Qingyan's number.
In the grove where they often trained together at night, Xu Qingyan was already waiting there.
Under the moonlight, the girl was dressed in a light sportswear outfit, her long hair tied into a neat ponytail. When she saw Lin Che's figure, her face, which was originally smiling, changed slightly as she approached.
She could still smell the faint scent of gunpowder and blood lingering on him.
Lin Che recounted his experience on Hongling Island, omitting the most dangerous parts and giving her a brief account.
But when he uttered the words "Rocket Team," "elite cadres," and "direct confrontation," Xu Qingyan's breath hitched.
"Are you OK?!"
The next second, she instinctively took a step forward, gripping Lin Che's arm tightly with both hands, her clear eyes filled with undisguised worry. Her fingertips were a little cold, and they were even slightly white from gripping so tightly.
Her gaze swept quickly over him, as if searching for any possible wound.
"I am fine."
Lin Che felt a warmth in his heart. He took her wrist in his hand and could feel her rapid pulse. He shook his head, a gentle smile on his face.
To ease her still tense emotions, he spoke mysteriously.
Let me introduce you to my new partner.
With a thought, a Poké Ball opened in his palm.
A flash of white light, and a small, entirely silver-white creature silently floated in mid-air between the two.
It lacks the cute appearance of traditional elves, with an extremely simple structure: a round, silver head, a slender body, and a pair of small arms hanging naturally.
What's most striking is its pair of eyes.
Those were eyes without any whites, composed entirely of pure, flowing golden light, as if containing two tiny nebulae.
Xu Qingyan's attention was instantly drawn to this peculiar little creature, which possessed a mysterious beauty.
The tension and worry in her eyes were quickly replaced by curiosity and amazement.
"What... kind of spirit is this?"
She asked softly, not daring to speak too loudly, for fear of disturbing this little life that was like a work of art.
"Zhixing, my new partner."
Lin Che's tone carried a hint of pride that he himself was unaware of.
Just then, a loud, boisterous voice came from not far away.
"Che-ge! Qingyan! You really are here!"
Chen Hao, accompanied by several familiar classmates, strode over.
However, when their gazes fell upon Zhixing, who was suspended in mid-air, everyone's steps seemed to be frozen in place, coming to an abrupt halt.
The scene fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, their expressions frozen on their faces.
"What...what is this?!"
Chen Hao's voice changed tone. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
It is entirely silver-white with iridescent shimmer!
Its appearance is unlike anything ever heard of or seen before!
This familiar, heart-stopping shock instantly reminded them of the first time they saw the shiny pufferfish.
"Brother Che, tell me honestly, are you the illegitimate child of those 1.9 divine beasts?!"
Chen Hao finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a wail that was half joking and half serious.
"This is too outrageous!"
His shout instantly shattered the silence, drawing good-natured laughter and a chorus of agreement.
After carefully taking the bent spoon out of the lead box and handing it to Zhixing, allowing it to slowly and safely guide and absorb the immense power within it through its unique mental field during daily meditation, Lin Che knew that an important task for his current stage had been completed.
And the next goal clearly emerged in his mind.
He contacted his advisor again and applied for a long leave of absence.
This time, his target was no longer any known island or secret place.
His sword was aimed directly at the legendary place described by the Dragon King: a place listed as the highest forbidden zone by the Alliance, filled with unknowns and temporal dangers, yet possibly containing "Stardust of Destiny."
At the summit of Kunlun, the Stardust Grottoes!
Chapter 72 Forbidden Land, the Rules of Stardust Cave! Say goodbye to reality and step into a distorted world!
The aircraft pierced through the thin clouds, and below, the continuous snow-white mountain range stretched endlessly into the distance, eventually merging into a vast expanse of bluish-gray.
This is Kunlun.
It is not any of the scenic spots marked on tourist maps, but rather deep in its heartland, a deserted snowfield forgotten by both geography and legend.
Irregular and violent turbulence began to occur inside the cabin, not from airflow, but from a deeper level of spatial disturbance. The screen of the expensive tactical watch on Lin Che's wrist flickered twice and then went completely black.
The signal is cut off.
This specially designed "Peregrine" class high-altitude aircraft from the Alliance is the only means of transportation capable of reaching this location. It does not rely on any sophisticated electronic navigation, but instead follows a "safe route" forcibly carved out in a distorted magnetic field by generations of powerful beings using their lives and the power of space-type spirits to achieve its flight.
The scenery outside the window became increasingly desolate, with the continuous snow-capped mountains being replaced by towering black mountains that shimmered with an eerie crystalline luster.
Finally, the aircraft landed slowly on a leveled mountaintop platform. This was the Alliance's supply depot at the forefront of the restricted zone, and also the end point of the civilized world.
The hatch opened, and a blast of cold wind, mixed with the smell of ice shards and ozone, rushed in, cutting like a knife against my face.
A man in a dark green military uniform was already waiting on the tarmac. He stood ramrod straight, and the general's stars on his epaulets reflected a cold light in the pale sunlight of the plateau.
His gaze remained unchanged, but he precisely locked onto Lin Che as Lin Che stepped off the gangway.
"Mr. Lin Che".
The man's voice was deep and powerful, without a trace of politeness.
"The Dragon King has already informed us."
Instead of reaching out, he handed over a heavy folder secured with a metal clip.
"This is the Stardust Cave Exploration Agreement, an S-level classified document. You must read each of the 19 clauses before entering, and then sign it."
His wording was "must," leaving no room for negotiation.
Lin Che took the folder; it was cold to the touch.