Special Forces Medic

From the top level directly to the third layer below, it only took Xiao Lin a minute and a half. Sitting in such an elevator, you must have a strong heart. The rapid descent causes the body's functions to exceed their load capacity, giving one a feeling of weightlessness, and a normal person may experience dizziness, vertigo, tinnitus, vomiting, or even fainting.

However, if you exhibit such symptoms here, you'll be eliminated. Dragon Soul has absolute requirements for the physical fitness of its members. The elevator is a convenient transportation tool and also serves as the lowest threshold for daily screening of your physical condition. Xiao Lin always wanted to say that whoever came up with such screening measures was truly twisted.

Of course, there are few in the Dragon Soul experiment group who aren't twisted. Everyone has issues with their minds, but from his medical theory perspective, their abnormalities only dance on the edge of real psychological disorders. You can't determine they are sick; it's a major gray area. Xiao Lin himself believes he has such maladies. In this group, you either go mad or turn demonic.

Arriving at the third layer, Xiao Lin stepped out of the elevator. The smooth floor could reflect his own shadow. After verifying through the eyeball visual nuclear membrane, Xiao Lin entered a room.

"Brother!" Hua Qingyi stood up from the chair, and there was no one beside him.

"Where's Lian?" Xiao Lin frowned. The fact he couldn't see Lian made him a bit irritated: "I told you to keep her with you."

"As soon as we came in, Lian was taken away." In Dragon Soul, Hua Qingyi was just one of them. His rank was not as high as Xiao Lin's, so here, he was just a regular Dragon Soul member. No matter how noble your identity was outside, it meant nothing in Dragon Soul. So, Hua Qingyi could only helplessly say, "They came to take her, and I was powerless."

"Hmm!" Xiao Lin didn't rush to find Lian. He knew very well where she would be taken. His anger was hidden within his eyes. Had Lao Long made this decision to imply that he need not intervene anymore?

"Heh heh heh!"

Hua Qingyi didn't understand why Xiao Lin suddenly laughed. Returning from the top, he looked sullen: "Brother!"

"Do you think this will push me out of the game?" Xiao Lin spoke to the wall, "Perhaps I had little interest just now, but since you're acting so unilaterally, don't blame me."

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Hua Qingyi became increasingly curious.

"Nothing."

"Lies! Are you trying to leave me behind again?" Hua Qingyi circled in front of Xiao Lin, feeling displeased:

"What did that old man say to you?"

"The old man and your family's old man, along with those old ghosts, have hidden quite a few things from us!" Xiao Lin smiled roguishly, but there was not a hint of jest in his eyes: "This is not good, not good at all!"

"What does Brother intend to do?" Hua Qingyi laughed slyly; he was equally restless.

"Not this time, it's too dangerous. Your Hua family only has one promising member. I can't let your family line end." Xiao Lin patted Hua Qingyi's shoulder. From Lao Long's melancholy expression, they faced a very strong opponent, seemingly surpassing the realm of human imagination. However, he believed that there were no ghosts in this world, and humans were more terrifying than ghosts.

"Brother, isn't it the same for you?"

Xiao Lin raised his head, resting his hands on his knees, bending his body. From Elder Miao of Miao Family Village to the Military Advisor, and now to the person behind Fourth Lord, how much is hidden?

Intuition told him that the Military Advisor's accident wasn't just an accident. Lao Long might use the gentleman as bait for him; then he might also use the Military Advisor as bigger bait. Night Eagle hadn't returned to Yanjing and was likely still in the Middle East. What exactly did Lao Long or the old group of old ghosts want?

"Hmm!" Xiao Lin let out a low voice, "The old ghosts went too far this time." He made such a conclusion, and Hua Qingyi knew very well who Xiao Lin was referring to as the old ghosts, although being deceived was always a bit uncomfortable.

"Brother, wherever you go, I naturally go. This is an agreement we made since childhood. I'm sure you won't forget that!"

Since childhood, Hua Qingyi liked to follow Xiao Lin, earning the nickname "tail wagging puppy." It wasn't a clingy habit, but he only clung to Xiao Lin. When adults realized this, the Hua family was proud and delighted, as the Xiao Family was hard to approach, and Xiao Lin accepting Hua Qingyi's closeness was unfathomable to many.

"Got it!" Xiao Lin stood up. Without a clear objective, he wouldn't act rashly, but Lao Long's whereabouts had to be thoroughly studied unless he didn't leave the building.

The fifth underground layer of Dragon Soul, already close to the lowest level, has the worst ventilation and living facilities. There's no guard, no human presence, very quiet and very damp.

"Stop!" Soldiers stationed on the fifth layer rotate every hour, dressed in thick cotton coats, holding real guns loaded with live ammunition.

After Xiao Lin showed his officer ID, he was allowed to pass.

Military boots made a creaking sound on the cement ground. There are only two or three rooms on the bottom five layers because not many people are sent here. When he left the top office, Lao Long made such a decision. He would rather mistakenly kill one than let the danger involve others. But in fact, if such a possibility exists, is it too late to mistakenly kill now? People have already reached the core. Isn't it too late to defend?

The room door wasn't locked. This was Dragon Soul's lowest layer, no exit, only an entrance. Even if you could kill the guard, you still couldn't get out. The elevator doors are auto-locked; unless you blow them up, it's hard to enter the elevator doors. Of course, if you blow them up, it becomes even less likely to go up as the entire operating system would be destroyed.

Lian wasn't surprised by Xiao Lin's arrival. She sat quietly in this room, which had no extra facilities, just a bed, a set of chairs, toiletries, and a towel on it. There's a bamboo basket for placing laundry and a clothes rack. The toilet and bathroom were connected, very small, only for one person to enter and exit.

It was Xiao Lin's first time here. He couldn't quite call the environment good or bad, but it was much better compared to the slums in the Middle East.

"I just met the gentleman!" Xiao Lin took out a cigarette and lit it; he seldom smoked.

"You're troubled." Lian watched Xiao Lin light up, inhale, and exhale smoke in such smooth and skilled motions: "Because of me?" she asked impulsively, with a glimmer of hope in her bright eyes. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)