Chapter 284: Bloodline of the Gods
In the central courtyard, local time July 3rd, 10 a.m.
The observation room, styled in a traditional Chinese domestic fashion, had a soft glow and was furnished with all kinds of furniture.
Hidden speakers were playing soothing music from somewhere unseen.
The enclosed space, reminiscent of ancient times but less populated, made the world feel less disorienting.
Jiang Yan lay on the bed in a patient gown, numbly staring at the ceiling.
Her hands and feet were bound, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed several soldiers approaching. Two other women, also masked, exhibited expressions of indifference, tension, excitement, and fear.
This was what Elvin referred to as a full-body inspection that could take an entire day to complete; no matter how elegant and comfortable the environment was, it could not conceal the cold-blooded essence of what was happening.
It was said that many organizations required sampling operations to be conducted without anesthesia to eliminate unforeseen factors, naturally bringing unimaginable pain to Jiang Yan.
Hmm, downstairs came sounds similar to a sewing machine, and she tightly shut her eyes, her whole body trembling. At the foot of the bed, a nurse dressed as a woman with an ample bosom was expressionlessly operating a medical device.
Bloodied instruments were slowly withdrawn, and a doctor in a white coat hurriedly took them. Apart from Jiang Yan’s painful groans, the place was eerily silent.
Minutes later, Jiang Yan was drenched in sweat, her chest heaving violently, yet she remained silent. Her bound wrists and ankles throbbed from the uncontrollable pulling, forming blisters, and her fingernails were already digging into her palms.
Sweat soaked her back, wetting the sheets, and the past few minutes felt like an eternity of agony.
Jiang Yan turned her head to look at the wall where no furniture was placed, a hint of scorn flickering across her pale face.
A nutrition supplement would be added, an hour of rest, then the next sampling… Hmm, only two more to go.
In the room, a middle-aged Caucasian man who appeared to be an authoritative scholar was flipping through a folder, then yawned lightly in a certain spot.
On the other side of the wall was a spacious classical study filled with books, the image reflected in a transparent glass wall within the observation room.
Indeed, a soldier by upbringing; she was even stronger than most men I’ve encountered. Mr. Zhong, I heard you have a close relationship with Miss Jiang Yan and Miss Jiang Yao. Have they ever made you uncomfortable?
Elvin pondered, crossing his legs nonchalantly while holding a diary. With a twist of his abdomen, he turned back to ask.
Jiang Yao was sitting on the sofa, her expression numb, her fingers fidgeting while her gaze lingered on Mr. Zhong. After a few seconds, she spoke, “Perhaps even a queen would not be considered a resource for research in your eyes?”
“No, it’s just that under the divine, all beings are equal.”
Elvin continued to read his great-grandfather’s diary as he casually replied, “If she can prove to be the true perfect Saiyan royal, she will become the deity here and enjoy the treatment befitting a deity.”
“Mr. Zhong, did you know? After the birth of this round’s queen, I transformed the adjacent area into her residence, all styled like those in China, hoping to one day have such a room for myself. I’ve prepared two in total.”
Jiang Yao frowned, lowering the temperature in her gaze once again: “What will happen if she stays in those rooms?”
As she spoke, Jiang Yao turned to look at the glass wall, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.
“Mr. Zhong, do you mind that?”
Elvin set down the diary and slowly approached Jiang Yao, looking down coldly at her as if she had no respect for the grand plan and the bloodline sweating before her.
Suddenly, Elvin leaned down and grabbed Jiang Yao by the collar, lifting her with one hand and slamming her against the bookshelf, scattering books all around.
Jiang Yao felt as if her entire body was shattering; her lips struggled to support her as she tried several times without success to rise.
In fact, in this world, many ordinary people’s positions are placed upon ordinary girls to seek happiness. Therefore, I find it quite normal for events to transpire for someone of Mr. Zhong’s status; I even tacitly accept it.
However, everything has its limits!
Once again, with Elvin’s actions, Jiang Yao was lifted into the air, his flesh twitching in anger, his pale blue eyes glinting with a hint of murder.
Originally, I thought you possessed a more noble character than those loyal politicians or high-ranking military officials; you have a more vigorous heart… It seems I overestimated the boundaries of the ordinary person.
Before his words fell, Jiang Yao’s body fell to the ground again, now spitting blood, breathing heavily.
A feminine voice echoed from the Alphas’ new estate, “Ms. Monica, a message has come through.”
On the glass wall, an area transformed into a picture-in-picture display, and Emma’s voice came through the study’s speaker: “Bring her in five minutes.”
Elvin coldly watched the slumped Jiang Yao, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then walked to Jiang Yao, “Take her away and lock her up in the backup room on the seventh floor.”
With that, Elvin returned to his seat, picked up his great-grandfather’s diary, and resumed reading.
…
On the western coast of the Gulf of Aden, Djibouti.
In this world, no other country has filled a military base as small as Djibouti with the forces from more than a dozen nations.
Since the new century began, the second portion of the twentieth century has responded to the incessant emergence of piracy in the Gulf of Aden and Somalia by establishing a naval supply support base in Djibouti.
The dock area, extending over three hundred meters, was still under construction, and the aircraft carrier could only anchor temporarily several hundred meters away.
Stationed on the coast, it attracted countless eyes.
From the amphibious assault ships in Zhuhai, to the Yu Shan-class amphibious dock landing vessels, more than thirty planes had almost filled the small airport within the Chinese base.
Not only that, but the Marine Corps on land would undergo short breaks here before commencing their next phase of overseas training.
News spread that the Chinese Marine Corps would engage in joint exercises with the Russian Marine Corps, and even reports emerged online about a multinational humanitarian aid exercise being held in conjunction with North America, the Soviet Union, and Russia.
After the Korean War, the three largest countries in the world chose to confront one another instead of cooperating, leaving many netizens who couldn’t get enough of the drama feeling disappointed.
Only Indian netizens continued persistently discussing on various platforms, stating that a superpower vibe was emerging.
At local time, on July 3rd, at 2 p.m.
In a building of a certain base, Han Wei, wearing the insignia of the Chinese Marine Corps, was sitting in a conference room with a group of frontline operational commanders.
Han Wei pointed, and a clear satellite map appeared on the large screen at one end of the room.
Thanks to good diplomatic relations, headquarters and relevant institutions in Egypt and the Soviet Union had reached a cooperation agreement, allowing us to enter Bishkek Airport from land or air. The scheduled operation time is set for 5 a.m. local time on July 4th, with twenty-five hours remaining. All participating personnel will enter silent mode from now on.
As soon as his words fell, nearly everyone started looking down at their watches.
The specific operational plan had reached an agreement with the Russian special forces, to launch an attack on the base from three directions.
The aircraft from North America and our carrier-based aircraft will engage in airstrikes to break the ground blockade!
The first team will advance with the Wang family, coming from the southern population center!
The second team will advance with Blood Dragon Squad and Hyacinth, quickly approaching from the west!
The third team will advance with the Russian special forces, approaching from the northern airfield!
Han Wei’s pointer danced on the satellite map as the surrounding commanders watched with rapt attention. His gaze occasionally landed on the mixed team composed of meticulously selected covert units, totaling over eight hundred personnel.
After presenting the action routes, Han Wei opened several new images filled with intricate lines and symbols, nearly overwhelming to look at.
“This is the underground layout of the base. Everyone must take the time to familiarize themselves. Note that the base’s ancestral heritage is in the main passage! There are about three hundred armed personnel in the base, along with a large number of automated defense systems.”
“I can say frankly, although the North Americans are only providing intelligence and air support and haven’t stated they would deploy ground troops, force must be left behind within the base for cover!”
“Alright, now is the Q&A session. Any questions or suggestions, feel free to speak up now!”
After finishing his words, Han Wei returned to his seat and picked up a teacup.
In the bustling atmosphere of the Chinese base, based on the shoes and military uniforms, it was evident that there were over a hundred authentic Russian soldiers.
“Why do they dress like us? Could it be that we’ve been too conservative with our covert operations?”
Several heavy-burdened Russian special forces^ soldiers walked by from a distance, and Han Jie stood bewildered as his jaw nearly hit the floor.
A standard 120 mm recoilless rifle had been disassembled into two large sections, each carried by a Russian soldier in heavy boots. Their combined weight exceeded two hundred kilograms, not including the ammunition.
They are the Blood Clan, should be just like the Blood Dragon Squad… Grabbing water, they stared fixedly at the Russian soldiers passing by, knowing their threshold could handle the weight of over a hundred kilograms for long periods.
Perhaps feeling the presence of kindred, one of the heavy soldiers turned and yelled towards them, laughing boldly, “Привет, товарищ! Как дела? Как,同志，一起喝点？”
Suddenly, a medium-height Russian officer with a smiling face rushed in and waved his hand, making it clear with simple gestures.
“Brother… we’re launching operations tonight; don’t mess with them.”
The Russian officer lightly nudged Han Jie with his elbow, gesturing for caution while speaking.
However, he called me comrade… he must be quite a significant figure since the old Soviet era, haha, am I to be scared!
Han Jie slowly turned his gaze towards the Russian officer.
The two walked shoulder to shoulder, with a bitter smile as the officer shook his head repeatedly and turned towards a very secretive guard post.
Could it be that the officer had already made arrangements? He wouldn’t betray the Hyacinth, would he?
The officer, wearing a small-sized Marine Corps uniform, sluggishly walked up to Mondo, gently shaking a bottle of spring water meant to appease.
“He’s my brother; I can trust him, Mondo. The other party is sending us spring water,” the officer smiled gently, “Xiao He, you stay on the ground to provide rear support for us. Don’t enter the underground base.”
“Do you think I’m a burden?”
The officer raised his head, looking quite vigilant.
“I promised Mondo I would protect you. Your bleeding threshold is dangerously low; you must stop bleeding. Mondo also said that even if you have a strong self-healing ability, stability is best not to be pushed.”
He said these casually.
“Is my sister in danger? Do you really care at all?”
Xiao He lowered her head, her fingers intertwined, deep in thought.
In this vast sea of people, finding a point to spend a lifetime is already a great happiness.
Watching the comings and goings in the base, Xiao He smiled happily.
“Also, given your personalities, to get along with ordinary people is indeed harder than winning the lottery…”
Xiao He made a face, her cheeks resting on her hands, pondering quietly.
Suddenly, a hand touched her head, gently ruffling her hair. Xiao He turned in surprise to see Mondo’s dazed, smiling face.
“Are you two still getting along? What more is there to say?”
Xiao He mumbled something and stood up, running towards the Hyacinth’s station.
…
At Eden Base, at 4 p.m.,
On the main passage to the seventh floor, Elvin’s expression was cold, while the passing security personnel quickly lowered their heads to avoid him.
Only Duan, who was behind Elvin, knew the latter’s emotions.
The head servant from the Alphas family brought Elvin an “unexpected” bad news: Members of the Paul family, who maintained contacts with the Engel family, had declined the invitation to visit the scientific achievements of the Eden garden.
With Ai Jin in attendance, such a situation would never arise. The only reason is that there is pressure behind the scenes, making these European aristocratic families take a stand against Elvin.
The suspicions surrounding the Engel family and the Reis family were only overshadowed by the James family’s considerable influence over the European nobility.
Passing through various security barriers, they reached the central observation room.
Ai Jin, dressed in a black evening gown and seated in a wheelchair pushed by Emma, was a striking sight amidst a high wall that could exceed two basketball courts in area, still sheltering the slumbering ancestor.
“Feeling better?”
Elvin snapped his fingers at the wheelchair’s control handle, smiling as if caring for his cherished Ai Jin, his expression softening.
Ai Jin turned her head, coldly glancing at Elvin, offering no reply.
“Mr. Elvin, all the examination reports have come in. I’m afraid I can only say it’s truly incredible! Miss Meng is very stable, and she doesn’t resemble a queen who has entered the second stage at all!”
The thirty or so chief experts, who were elderly and hunched, presented a folder to Elvin, their wrinkled faces tinged with a sickly flush.
“If the blood of the ancients contains blood protein, and Miss Ai has the same status as an ordinary person, then she truly is human…”
The chief expert trembled as he flipped through the folder. If we were to use existing knowledge to express Miss Ai’s condition, it would be akin to a princess!
Moreover, we’ve detected six types from Miss Ai. Mr. Elvin, this can no longer be described simply as royalty! This is a brand new Sophia bloodline, no, it’s a new kind of humanity!
As the chief expert explained, all expressions in the room turned excited, and the air grew tense.
Elvin pushed the wheelchair, listening to the chief expert’s elaborate description, gradually breaking into a smile, “What you say only proves ninety percent; we are still one step away from success.”
Upon hearing this, the people present were taken aback, only the chief expert seemed deep in thought. “But Mr. Elvin, the ancestor’s current condition is too unstable to undergo blood tests and experiments.”
Elvin stopped, releasing the wheelchair as he slowly approached the chief expert, coldly saying, “Sir, I originally gave you a week, but now, I’m afraid I can only give you one hour!”
“This is impossible… the ancestor’s stability has not met the standard. If we stimulate her now, it could turn this place into hell!”
The chief expert’s face turned red. The folder in his hands slipped to the ground, and his aged body trembled in fear.
Elvin smiled, while the third party directly pressed the chief expert’s head.
“Mr. Mondo, you have one hour. I must see a result. If she succeeds, she will become my true queen, and together we will nurture a whole new pure-blooded family…”
Without even giving the chief expert a glance, Elvin knelt before Ai Jin, taking her hand in his and kissing it passionately, his eyes glowing with fervor.
Ai Jin patted several times, unable to pacify Elvin, her voice helplessly saying, “Mr. Aimegel, I believe you are not a fundamentally bad person in your methods. You should understand that this multiple entity once belonged to a man named Xia Tien.”
A cold smile emerged on Ai Jin’s face, as she stared unwaveringly at the young European in front of her, seemingly mocking him.
“A man… no, the soul of that ordinary person has long become the impurity of your divinity’s birth. Moreover, the attributes of divinity are the most trivial of attributes.”
This two-thousand-year evolution has finally allowed the bloodline world to possess a perfect future! No, it marks a new epoch for the Serger family as a divine lineage!
Elvin stood upright, brimming with excited fervor that threatened to spill over.
“What about my sister… is she the flawed one then?”
Ai Jin sighed softly.
“No, as a queen or a newly reborn non-Saiyan bloodline, she should succeed. However, whether she does or not, I shall not further proceed. My great-grandfather’s diary only notes that giving up halfway would suppress the capability of reproduction.”
But that is now in the past; we can look towards the future… Frank!
“Yes, Lord Elvin.”
Frank approached with a wide smile, this time he didn’t dare to glance at Ai Jin.
“Take care of things here… Let them fight over the ancestor. Next, we must create a new Eden.”
Elvin steadied himself against the wheelchair and headed toward the exit.
As the two were about to leave the central observation room, Ai Jin couldn’t help but glance back.
The ancestor had begun a new slumber, and there were still so many research projects left; could he truly bear to give this up?
Many people are eagerly anticipating a glimpse of the ancestor, the last remnants of the East Asian bloodlines. This ancient and twisted existence shall set the stage for your coronation…
As he spoke, the fervor in Elvin’s eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a cold and cunning glint. “Are you planning to take it out?”
Yan Ban’s pupils constricted, a chill running through her as images of that night when the Wang family besieged Zangyuan Jiushan flooded her mind.
Elvin made no reply, pushing Yan Ban into a secret elevator, continuing downward. The elevator display showed they had reached the sixth floor.
At Eden Base’s central database, the underground only has eight floors.
At this moment, every monitored layer, each transport area, and every room was in chaos, with only a few individuals aware of the predatory world outside.
…
Local time, July 3rd, nine hours remain until the operation commences.
In the Red Sea, Djibouti, the Chinese naval logistics support base. Over thirty transport helicopters were loading equipment, while soldiers in all-encompassing black protective suits awaited boarding.
On the temporary runway, various models of heavy transport aircraft had their doors wide open, dozens of armed munitions being loaded within. Further off, the North African military convoy and three Russian Il-transport aircraft were preparing for departure.
In this operation, the flight distance exceeded a thousand kilometers, and all helicopters could only refuel at temporary refueling points set within Soviet territory.
Han Jie and Yan De were led by an officer into a large tent beside the airport.
Inside, four production workers were present, and on the desk before them lay a large blue object.
“What is this?”
Han Jie looked at his enclosed helmet and the peculiar backpack, intrigued.
“This is a nuclear device; it can be manually or automatically set to detonate, and you must choose the activation code beforehand.”
“In case, I mean in the case, that everyone fails… do you understand what I mean?”
Han Wei lightly tapped on the backpack on the desk, his expression turning serious.
Han Jie lowered his head, taking a deep breath before standing straight, solemnly giving a military salute, “Yes! I will ensure the mission is accomplished!”
Yan De didn’t acknowledge the salute but instead quietly regarded the backpack-sized nuclear device.
“Xiao Jie, Yan De!”
Suddenly, a major female officer rushed in but was blocked at the entrance by one of the guards.
“Dad, the Chief of Staff said this should be handed over to the Blood Dragon Squad! Dad, you can’t do this!”
As the guards struggled to hold her back, Han Jie fought fiercely, tears streaming down as he pointed desperately towards the study direction.
“You can’t just stay at the front command center and run over here!”
Han Wei turned around, shouting angrily.
“Dad, Xiao Jie is the last of the Han family… you can’t do this!”
“He’s American! Drag him out! Lock him up to prevent escape!”
Han Jie’s cries faded away as Han Jie shook his head heavily, turning to Yan De.
“Yan Ge, help me.”
“Alright, this is heavy; at least thirty kilograms, right? Looks like I’ll be the hottest man in the world!”
With the heavy full-body protective suit and this backpack added, Han Jie swayed side to side a bit before finally stepping into the tent, grinning widely, baring a great white smile.
…
At 8:15 p.m., the first helicopter took off, while many large drones simultaneously launched from the Luen aircraft carrier.
The Hyacinth team had boarded a transport helicopter.
Unlike the ordinary covert troops, to not disrupt the operation, the Hyacinth members wore standard dark arrow combat uniforms, with at most four half-enclosed oxygen masks added.
“Your second uncle still trusts me, knowing to let you follow me,” Han Jie said as he smiled at the serious-looking Han Jie sitting in the cabin, “Let me say a few words before departure.”
Aside from the muffled noise of the helicopter engines, there was no sound in the cabin; everyone was dead silent, staring at Wan Yue, who was nervously biting her lips.
“Our primary mission for the Hyacinth is to rescue the Trojan Horse carrying a special agent targeting the ancestor, which may trigger a rampage. If such a situation arises, everyone must protect yourselves!”
As soon as Wan Yue finished speaking, everyone, including Meng Ke and Yan Yao, was left speechless.
Only then did Yan Yao realize why Meng Ke was so nervous, unconsciously clenching her fists.
The Trojan Horse would need a ticket to enter the Eden Base; initially, I had planned to force my way in, knowing that her pregnancy meant the Engel family wouldn’t do anything to her. But Yan Yao couldn’t hold on any longer. I apologize to everyone for this.
As she spoke, Yan Yao also gently shook her head at Meng Ke.
“What if the rescue fails?”
Meng Ke paused for a few seconds in silence before asking, glancing instinctively at Han Jie.
There were two Trojan Horses that could enter the Eden Base; in the best-case scenario, they would trigger simultaneously, multiplying in power. As for who the other person is, it remains a secret.
After stating this, Wan Yue waved her hand, and Meng Ke got up to hit the closed button.
The colossal rotor suddenly halted, and the tail of the helicopter slowly lifted. The immense power hoisted the aircraft over ten tons high into the air.
High above, a drone’s lens captured a small light point like a star cannon ascending from lit ground, drifting gracefully towards the west.
