Chapter 496: Chapter 496

After witnessing Ding Fan's formidable methods, Kameda didn't dare to play any tricks in front of him.

Kameda honestly led Ding Fan to the Asahi Pharmaceutical Factory.

The location of the Asahi Pharmaceutical Factory was in the suburbs of Kyoto.

The entire factory occupied a large area, but what puzzled Ding Fan at the moment was the extremely tight security around the factory.

Just at the main entrance of the factory alone, there were two fully armed soldiers on guard, and beyond that, Ding Fan also spotted soldiers patrolling other areas.

Although it was his first time seeing a factory in Japan, Ding Fan did not believe that Japan would protect a pharmaceutical factory to such an extent; there had to be some major secret inside the factory.

"This… this is the Asahi Pharmaceutical Factory… I've brought you here, please let me go," Kameda begged with a face full of pleas.

"Come in with me," said Ding Fan, speaking indifferently, as if he hadn't heard Kameda's words at all.

Upon hearing that Ding Fan wanted to take him inside, Kameda couldn't hold it in and wet himself again. "There are many experts inside… and today there are also important military figures visiting. The factory is on high alert, going in would be like seeking death…"

"If you don't go in, I don't mind killing you right now," Ding Fan said with an icy tone, brimming with killing intent.

After hearing Ding Fan's words, Kameda's face turned pale.

Kameda didn't doubt Ding Fan's words at all; the previous thirty-odd people were killed cleanly by Ding Fan without as much as a blink. Killing him would probably be nothing more than lifting a finger to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan suddenly stretched out his right hand and with a thud, he grabbed Kameda and lifted him up.

Kameda, who weighed about 150 to 160 pounds, was as easy to lift as a small chicken in Ding Fan's hand.

"No more nonsense, I'll kill you straight away!" Ding Fan unleashed a towering killing intent.

The killing intent of an Eighth Level Qi Cultivation Practitioner, if Kameda could bear it, scared him senseless. In no time, he shut up and didn't dare talk nonsense anymore.

At that moment, Ding Fan directly lifted Kameda, his body flickered, and he vanished from the scene.

Kameda saw a flash of white before his eyes, and all he could feel were gusts of wind beside his ears.

By the time Kameda could see his surroundings again, he was already in an unoccupied corner inside the factory, being held by Ding Fan.

"How? How is this possible?" Kameda looked at Ding Fan beside him, his face incredulous. Follow current novels on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝

In just the blink of an eye, Ding Fan had brought him inside the factory, an area so tightly guarded that not even a bird could fly in easily.

And yet, Ding Fan brought him in effortlessly despite such tight security.

At this time, the way Kameda looked at Ding Fan was filled with even more fear.

Ding Fan fully released his Divine Sense.

Now that Ding Fan was an Eighth Level Qi Practitioner, he could use his Divine Sense to explore conditions within a few kilometers. So, after a while, Ding Fan had roughly scouted the factory.

The factory was divided into two parts. The first part was the surface level, which was mainly responsible for the production of pharmaceuticals and was not much different from normal operations.

The second part was underground.

Below the factory, there was a fairly large underground factory.

The entire underground factory had two levels, the first was presumably a resting area for staff and a meeting place. Here, under the scrutiny of Ding Fan's Divine Sense, he found some soldiers on guard and a few Ninjas.

The second underground level seemed to be laboratories and some production lines, but Ding Fan was not yet sure what exactly was being produced and researched there.

Then, Ding Fan once again picked up Kameda and headed for the first underground level.

No guts, no glory. On the first underground level, there was a conference room where several people seemed to be having a meeting. That was Ding Fan's target.

Ding Fan's movement technique was very skilled, and although he was carrying someone, he managed to infiltrate the area without being detected by anyone.

Having entered the first level underground, Ding Fan found a hidden spot with Kameda and lay in wait. After making sure that no one had discovered them, Ding Fan focused his Divine Sense on the conference room.

This was a not-so-large conference room, but the security was very tight. At the moment, two fully armed soldiers were on guard at the door, and there was also a Ninja in hiding, protecting the place.

Currently, there were seven or eight people standing in the conference room, among them, a middle-aged man with a goatee seemed to be the leader, with all the others gathered around him.

"Xiao Dao, how is the progress of the pharmaceutical research you are conducting?" Ren Danhu spoke with a solemn expression.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a suit hurriedly stood up. In front of Ren Danhu, the man in the suit showed great respect.

"Manager Xiao Lin, Project One is currently operating normally, and we have made some progress. In fact, we have already developed an experimental sample," the middle-aged man referred to as Xiao Dao replied.

"Oh? Then, as for the effectiveness, has it met our requirements?" Ren Danhu, known as Manager Xiao Lin, asked with bright eyes.

Although Ding Fan did not understand the Japanese language, he had linked his Divine Sense with Xiao Dao's sea of consciousness. Thus, he could understand the discussion within the meeting room through Xiao Dao's consciousness, which was the main reason why Ding Fan had brought Xiao Dao with him.

At this moment, Ding Fan was silently speculating on what this so-called Project One might be.

"We have not yet been able to meet Manager Xiao Lin's demands. The medicine we have developed can only temporarily enhance a soldier's physical capabilities. Sustaining it for a long period is impossible, and after the effects wear off, those who have taken the Pill will experience some severe side effects..."

Hearing this, Ding Fan had an epiphany. So this is what Xiao Dao was researching.

Temporarily enhancing soldiers' physical capabilities?

Was this a direct approach to improving combat effectiveness? Had Japan, after lying low for decades, once again become restless?

Upon hearing Xiao Dao's words, the person called Xiao Lin furrowed his brows tightly. "Kojima Saburou, we have invested no small amount of money into your research over the years, and it has been three full years now, yet there seems to be no favourable outcome. Do you think what you are doing is fair to our investment all these years?"

"Manager Xiao Lin... Please forgive me, but we have recently made a new breakthrough. I believe it won't take half a year before we can truly develop something that will satisfy you," Xiao Dao earnestly stated.

"Oh? You're this confident?" Xiao Lin looked towards Xiao Dao.

Xiao Dao nodded. "Manager Xiao Lin, I am sure you remember the zombie incident that occurred in Xingcheng, Huaxia Country, not long ago."

"Of course, we know about that. Huaxia Country's response was swift. They quelled the zombie incident in a very short time," Xiao Lin said as he gazed at Xiao Dao, not quite understanding what Xiao Dao was implying.

"If we could control zombies, just think about what the future would hold," Xiao Dao said, with a smile crossing his lips.

"Control zombies?! How could that be possible?" Manager Xiao Lin wore a look of disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible, Manager Xiao Lin. After the zombie crisis erupted in Huaxia Country, I quickly dispatched people there to investigate, and I discovered that the incident was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes," Xiao Dao explained.

"And then?" Xiao Lin asked, looking towards Xiao Dao.

"I have invited the Huaxia expert who controlled the zombies over to help us. With his assistance, I believe our research will make rapid progress."

Ding Fan's brows furrowed deeply in the shadows.

Chen Qiang, who had controlled the zombies, was already slain by Ding Fan, and his body was incinerated. How could he possibly still be alive?

While Ding Fan pondered this puzzling development, Xiao Dao had already arranged for someone to fetch the person in question.

Before long, the door to the meeting room opened, and a man dressed in black entered.

Ding Fan quickly used his Divine Sense to examine the newcomer. From his appearance, this man did not share any resemblance to the previously mentioned Chen Qiang; they were clearly two different people.

However, the man's eyes were cruel and cold.

Ding Fan distinctly remembered that Chen Qiang had also possessed such a gaze.

Could it be that Chen Qiang had been resurrected?

Ding Fan's brow furrowed tightly, and he was at a loss for a moment.

In the meeting room, Xiao Lin scrutinized the black-clad man. Then, in broken Huaxia language, he said, "Are you the one whom Lord Xiaodao mentioned who can control zombies?"

The man in black did not even acknowledge Xiao Lin. Instead, he calmly took a seat on the sofa and lit a cigar.

"You're being far too presumptuous! Manager Xiao Lin is here, and yet you dare to display such arrogance!" At this moment, a young man standing behind Xiao Lin pointed at the man in black and shouted out.

The man in black did not even spare a glance at the young man. With a wave of his right hand, a Wind Blade cut through the air, and the young man's fingers were cleanly severed by the attack.

"Ahh..." After losing his fingers, the young man let out a cry of agony.

"When speaking to the Honorable Saint Master, you had best be more humble..." the voice of the man in black was hoarse, filled with murderous intent as he spoke.

"We are in a cooperative relationship, so you should avoid speaking to me in a condescending tone," the man in black addressed Xiao Lin.