I Have Infinite Skill Points

Arriving at Fragrant Courtyard Bay, Wang Lan hadn't even gotten out of the car when Song Jia rushed out from her house. She threw herself into Wang Lan's arms. "Wang Lan, what should we do? My mom has been abducted... WAH WAH WAH... I'm so scared..."

"Don't worry. Tell me, who abducted your auntie?"

"They were dressed in security uniforms... They showed some badges after coming in... and then... then Mom was taken away by them..."

"Was your aunt taken by force, or did she go willingly?"

"Mom... Mom went with them willingly."

"Did they put handcuffs on your aunt?"

"No... No!"

Once Wang Lan had the details, he dialed Hu Qing's number.

"Hello, Brother Wang Lan, Happy New Year."

"Hu Qing, I need to ask you something. Was my auntie arrested by the police?"

"Your auntie? Ms. Wang Qi?" Hu Qing asked hesitantly.

"Yes!"

"I haven't heard anything about it. Hold on, let me call the station and confirm."

After Hu Qing hung up, Wang Lan's expression instantly darkened. Almost instantly, Wang Lan recalled the visit from Senma Pharmaceutical the previous afternoon. The negotiations had failed yesterday, and today his aunt had been arrested—could Senma Technologies be behind this?

While he was speculating, Wang Lan's phone rang. He hurriedly answered, and Hu Qing's voice came through.

"Wang Lan, I can assure you, the Suzhou City police did not arrest Ms. Wang Qi today. Ms. Wang Qi has a significant profile; she's a listed entrepreneur in Suzhou City. An arrest of Ms. Wang Qi wouldn't be carried out so casually."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive!"

"Got it, thanks."

After hanging up, Wang Lan's heart instantly clenched. If the police had genuinely taken her, Wang Lan wouldn't have been overly concerned. But if it wasn't the police, or if someone was impersonating them, then it was a serious matter.

Suddenly, Wang Lan felt a gaze directed at him. He quickly looked toward the source. The gaze shifted away instantly, and Wang Lan couldn't see anyone watching him from the shadows.

A sense of alarm rose within him.

"Xinyu, take Jiajia inside."

"Do you need help?"

"No need. You know my strength; don't worry."

Jiang Xinyu nodded gravely and led Jiajia into the house. Wang Lan pretended to follow them, but as he passed the flowerbed by the entrance, his figure flickered and vanished.

He activated Star Cloud Sword Dance in an instant, transforming into a streak of light as he sprinted towards the suspected ambush position on the opposite side. About two or three seconds later, the other party seemed to notice Wang Lan's rapid approach.

However, they didn't immediately try to evade. Instead, they boldly stepped out from the shadows.

With a flash of light, Wang Lan appeared before the person. "Who are you... Wait! Are you... Yao Zhixin?"

Wang Lan's voice suddenly rose, his face filled with disbelief. Wang Lan recognized Yao Zhixin. He was a member of the Tianjian Bureau's Intelligence Action Team in Suzhou City.

"What's going on? Did you guys take my aunt?"

"Brother Wang Lan, I apologize. We were acting under orders."

"Orders? Director Wang's orders?" Wang Lan's eyes narrowed as he spoke in a low voice.

"Yes! Ms. Wang Qi is very likely the developer of the Demonic Transformation Potion. We didn't tell you in order to avoid suspicion. I'm sorry..." Yao Zhixin said, carefully observing Wang Lan, wary that he might suddenly fly into a rage.

But strangely, after frowning for a few moments, Wang Lan's expression calmed.

The phrase 'to avoid suspicion' made Wang Lan sense something was amiss. If this had truly happened and Song Jia wasn't prevented from calling him, he would have known immediately. So, what suspicion was there to avoid?

But Yao Zhixin looked conflicted. This isn't going according to the script! Isn't Wang Lan supposed to have an incredibly close relationship with Ms. Wang Qi? Learning that his closest relative has been captured by his own comrades—shouldn't he look despairing and furious? Shouldn't he be grabbing my collar and yelling, 'Why... why... why did you take my aunt?!' But what's with the calm expression on his face? He's completely off-script! How are we supposed to continue with the act now?

Initially, Wang Lan had indeed been agitated. Even if the Tianjian Bureau had taken his aunt, doing so without any forewarning was unacceptable. But 'avoiding suspicion'? That made Wang Lan realize the Tianjian Bureau seemed to be plotting something, and he, too, was a pawn on their chessboard. He had accumulated so much merit—and while one could argue it was for humanity and Jade Country, hadn't the Tianjian Bureau also benefited? When it came time to turn on him, would they truly disregard all past connections? Right, perhaps I, Wang Lan, am just insignificant, not worthy of their concern for my feelings. But Wang Qianfeng was my mom's former subordinate, left in Suzhou City ostensibly to look after me. And what about my aunt? As my mother's own sister, wouldn't Wang Qianfeng look out for her too? The creator of the Demonic Transformation Potion? What a joke. Was Auntie so bored with her comfortable life in Jade Country, where she's practically a protected species, that she decided to create Demonic Transformation Potions for the Demon Clan? Besides, my mom is the Flame Emperor of the South. Would the Flame Emperor's only sister betray Jade Country? It's logically incoherent. Whether analyzed emotionally or rationally, it's absolutely impossible for my aunt to be involved in anything nefarious. If my aunt isn't the problem, then the Tianjian Bureau must be... If they truly wanted to hide this from me, Song Jia would never have been able to make that call. Knowing the Tianjian Bureau's methods, such a contradictory oversight was impossible. Therefore, there could only be one reason they hadn't told him earlier. To infuriate me?

"Uh, Brother Wang Lan, are you alright?"

"I'm fine! What's up?"

"Don't you want to know why we suspect Ms. Wang Qi is the creator of the Demonic Transformation Potion?"

"Sure, I do! But didn't you say I needed to avoid suspicion? So? You can tell me now?"

"She's already been apprehended; whether you need to avoid suspicion is no longer important." Saying this, he pulled out his phone and opened a few photos. "Look, these are from clinical trials at Jiayi Biotech Company. These patients are all in the late stages of cancer, undergoing Jiayi Biotech's gene-coding treatment. The cancer was indeed effectively suppressed, but look at their bodies."

In several clear, enlarged images, the patients' bodies showed distinct signs of mutation, a mutation that resembled the carapaces formed during demonization.

"Moreover, when we extracted the molecular formula of the gene potion Ms. Wang Qi submitted to the Pharmaceutical Supervisory Bureau, we found it was ninety percent similar to the Demonic Transformation Potion you provided. This is definitely not a coincidence."

After listening to Yao Zhixin, Wang Lan nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it's not a coincidence. What a clever frame-up. Thankfully, you acted quickly. If you had been any slower, and the other party had managed to stir up public opinion first, then even if my aunt were later cleared of all charges, she would still be a black mark in the public's mind."

"That's not... Wang Lan, have you misunderstood our intention?"

"I say, Brother Yao? What kind of mission to provoke me did you accept? Don't you think playing this kind of push-and-pull game is pretty boring? This is clearly a protective arrest. Do you take me for a fool?"

"How can you be sure it's a protective arrest and not a genuine one?" A voice suddenly cut in. Wang Qianfeng had appeared beside Wang Lan at some point.

His face was very dark, conveying a sense of suppressed fury he couldn't unleash.

"Firstly, consider my aunt's identity. To others, she might just be an ordinary entrepreneur, the founder of Jiayi Biotech. But Director Wang knows that she's my mom's only sister. She's closer to me than any blood relation. As long as my aunt doesn't collude with the enemy and betray the country, no one would target her."

"But the evidence I possess indicates the exact opposite: that she has colluded with the enemy, and the Demonic Transformation Potion very likely originated from her."

"That's the second reason it's impossible! Her status means she has absolutely no reason to betray the country. The fact that clinical trials showed signs of demonization directly eliminates my aunt as a suspect. If she had created the Demonic Transformation Potion, why would she use it in clinical trials? Moreover, the Demon Clan already knows we've obtained the Demonic Transformation Potion. If my aunt really were its creator, why would she still submit the gene potion to the Pharmaceutical Supervisory Bureau? If the gene potion were indeed almost identical to the Demonic Transformation Potion, and my aunt was aware of this, wouldn't submitting the potion be tantamount to a confession? Clearly, this is a frame-up by the Demon Clan."

"What if I told you that the gene potion submitted by Ms. Wang Qi is indeed almost identical to the Demonic Transformation Potion?"

"It would still be a frame-up!" Wang Lan replied calmly.

"And how do you figure that?"

"I've already analyzed it!"

"But Ms. Wang Qi doesn't see it that way." Wang Qianfeng sighed, his hands behind his back. "Ms. Wang Qi stated that she is the only one who knows the gene-encoding formula for her potion. Furthermore, the molecular formula of her gene potion can only be derived using her specific gene-encoding formula, a process that required extensive experimentation. She spent ten years overcoming all the obstacles. So, when I told her about the Demonic Transformation Potion, she... appeared very agitated."

"Agitated?" Wang Lan's face showed surprise.

"Yes, agitated!" Wang Qianfeng's gaze grew exceptionally profound. "Because she said there were only two people who knew that molecular formula—one is her, and the other is…"

"Song Zifeng!"

"Exactly!"

"So you suspect that Song Zifeng is the one producing the Demonic Transformation Potion?" As Wang Lan reached this conclusion, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. "Are you planning to use Jiajia?"

"Song Jia is Song Zifeng's daughter. My script was already prepared. Our arrest of Wang Qi was intended to cause a break between you and us. Then, since you are Jiajia's only remaining relative, she would undoubtedly stay with you. We would then create circumstances to lure out Song Zifeng, using Jiajia as bait."

"Isn't the feasibility of this plan too low?" Wang Lan shook his head immediately. "First, we can't be one hundred percent certain that Song Zifeng is the one producing the Demonic Transformation Potion. Even if it is him, how can you be sure he has any affection for Jiajia? Moreover, the Demon Clan might have already replaced Song Zifeng. If he has been replaced, he's even less likely to take the bait. The feasibility is far too low."

"Not necessarily! First of all, Song Zifeng is a great scientist. His value lay not only in the achievements he had made before his presumed death but also in his boundless future creative potential. Do you remember the experimental data you copied after discovering the Demon Clan base during your first entry into the trial grounds?"

"I remember."

"That scientist—would you say he was human or a member of the Demon Clan?"

Wang Lan's brow furrowed. Back then, that scientist was killed by a single slap from the rampaging Biochemical Demon General, unable even to attempt an evasion. If he were a Demon Clan member, he wouldn't have been so vulnerable. Besides, he was in a wheelchair. Clearly, he was a human scientist.