"That's right!" Number 50 admitted it openly.
Ding Meng laughed again. "At least you know your place!"
Number 50 was a little surprised. "Oh?"
Ding Meng laughed. "You know that you can't run away and you can't get reinforcements. You should have told me the truth and I might have let you live."
Number 50 put his hands behind his back and raised his head proudly. "It's hard to say who will win. You only have the strength of a Battle-Saint. You can't possibly think that a Battle-Saint can do whatever you want in the Hidden Front's territory, right?"
"Very good!" Ding Meng replied calmly. "Since you admit that this is the Hidden Front's modified base, then that's right."
Number 50 said, "You must be quite capable to be able to find this place. If I'm not wrong, you must have been sent by the military."
Ding Meng laughed. "So what if I am?
So what if I'm not? "
Number 50 said proudly, "If you are, then I'm sorry, but your journey has come to an end today. If you aren't, you can consider joining us. The Hidden Front loves to recruit all kinds of talents."
Ding Meng laughed even more happily. "Maybe there's something you haven't figured out yet. With your current situation, the person you should be worried about is not me, but yourself."
Number 50 lowered his head and stroked his palm. "You're wrong. You really shouldn't have come to this place..."
He suddenly waved his hand and the black glove on his hand turned into a dark light. The person following him also moved. He was faster than Number 51 and Number 51 could still Blink. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was already in front of Ding Meng. His fist landed directly on Ding Meng's face.
At least, he thought that this punch had already smashed Ding Meng's face into a meat patty. Who knew that Ding Meng would casually wave his hand and send him flying with a slap. Number 50 was also sent flying like the AI robot. He crashed into a row of shelves far away and was buried under a large pile of crystal bottles and petri dishes that fell down.
As these devices broke, all kinds of liquid materials leaked out, forming a large cloud of seven-colored mist in the air. Ding Meng frowned and sniffed. The smell was very unpleasant.
Not long after, Number 50 crawled out of the pile of junk in a sorry state. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. Ding Meng's slap was too precise. Not only did it knock off his mask, but it also knocked off a bunch of molars on his right side. Among them, the one that contained a lethal poison was among them.
It was obvious that the young man in front of him knew the methods of the Hidden Front. Now, he could not even commit suicide.
Ding Meng looked at Number 50's old, bark-like face and said, "Hehe, you still wear a mask and refuse to show your true face. I thought you might have some ability, but it turns out that you are worse than the previous two."
Red blood kept oozing out of Number 50's mouth. Half of his teeth were broken. "Who the hell are you?"
"You don't have to worry about that!"
Ding Meng said calmly. "Let me ask you. The Hidden Front uses numerical codes to replace your identities. The three of you are respectively 50, 51, and 94. That means that there are at least 94 mercenaries like you in the Hidden Front."
Number 50 said hatefully, "That's right. Everyone below 100 is a core member!"
Ding Meng said, "Then what about Number 1? Is he the strongest among you?"
Number 50 said, "Number 1 is our boss!"
"I believe you!"
Ding Meng looked at him meaningfully. "You are not lying. Because if you want to live, you have to tell the truth."
Number 50 seemed to be gritting his teeth. "You are not from the military. The military's lackeys will not be so long-winded."
Ding Meng said, "How many modification bases are there for the fifth-generation warriors?"
Number 50 said, "Just this one!"
Ding Meng said, "Oh?
There are so many modified monsters in the Fertile Chalk System's frontline. All of them are from here? "
Number 50 said, "You don't have to be so proud. Although you killed Dr. Q and cut off this route, what awaits you is our boss's endless pursuit. You will either suffer a fate worse than death or live in fear for the rest of your life."
"I said, you don't have to worry about me!"
Ding Meng waved his hand. "I only want to ask you one thing. Was Zhao Yue from the Christine Academy modified by Dr. Q here?"
Number 50 was silent for a long time before saying, "Yes!"
"Was it sent by Han Feng outside?"
Number 50 said, "Yes!"
"Very good!"
Ding Meng showed a satisfied expression. "I am only here for this matter. Since you are willing to admit it, that is enough."
Number 50 looked at the other party in shock. To be able to find this spaceship, the other party must have paid a heavy price. He did not expect the reason to be so simple. However, he was still very smart. "However, I did not do this. It was Number 94 who did it."
"Say whatever you want. A dead man will not defend himself."
Ding Meng said, "Let me ask you another question. The Hidden Front has deployed the regenerated warriors on the frontline of the Fertile Chalk System and is also infiltrating the Devouring Sector. What is your boss planning?"
This question was actually quite crucial. Because of what happened on the Flame Planet and the frontline situation described by Qu Xiaoqing, all signs indicated that the Hidden Front, like the Black Handprint, was looking for something valuable in outer space. The Black Handprint was looking for the Divine Light energy source, but the Hidden Front might not be.
Ding Meng did not expect this person to answer him, but Number 50 said decisively, "The higher-ups have been looking for a key."
"What kind of key?" Ding Meng asked.
Number 50 said, "I have only heard that once this key is found, it will open a mysterious place called the Silent Entropy Land. As long as you enter the Silent Entropy Land, you will be able to obtain supreme power."
As soon as he said this, Ding Meng did not show it on his face, but his heart was in turmoil. Was the Silent Entropy Land not the place that Little Rascal said was guarded by the Mou Xing Civilization?
Divine Light Technology was passed down here, which was also the legendary Holy Sanctum. Even a mercenary from the Hidden Front knew such an important secret. This did not seem right.
"Well, I believe you. You are telling the truth this time." Ding Meng looked at him mockingly.
Number 50 suddenly lowered his head and laughed sinisterly. His voice changed and became neither masculine nor feminine. "Of course, I have to be telling the truth."
Ding Meng laughed and said, "Of course you are telling the truth. Because you know that only by telling the truth can you buy some time."
Number 50 suddenly looked up with a wary look in his eyes. "How do you know that?"
Ding Meng laughed even more happily. "These little tricks of yours are the same ones that I have used many years ago. Do you still think you have made the right bet?"
Number 50's expression suddenly turned ferocious. "Then you can go to hell!"
With that, he threw out another punch. This punch was not as fast as the previous one, but it was at least five times more ferocious than before.
What appeared before Ding Meng was that the environment around him was rapidly becoming blurry and distorted like an illusion. He had experience in this area. This was caused by the energy in his opponent's fist. All the equipment, shelves, and workbenches in the laboratory were shattered by the extremely powerful energy.
With this fist as the center, the energy in the surroundings had formed a vortex. It felt like an energy vortex, but it also felt like a steel furnace. It even felt more like a scorching and violent sandstorm. This person was actually an expert in heat, body hardening, and gravity. His punch had burst forth with such exaggerated power in such a small room.
Smack!
This sound was very crisp and did not sound like the sound of a torrent passing through.
All of the energy flow, all of the illusions, and all of the debris disappeared. Ding Meng reached out her hand and accurately caught the punch. However, the huge energy wave had already turned all of the facilities in the laboratory into ashes. The room was instantly turned into an empty flat ground.
The problem was that Ding Meng was still perfectly fine. He was even talking. "You must be wondering why I haven't been poisoned after you purposely smashed the shelves and let the poisonous gas spread out. You've been stalling for so long."
Ding Meng suddenly twisted his wrist, and Number 50 fell to his knees with a thud. Half of his body and the expression on his face were distorted, and the sweat on his head was dripping down.
That was indeed what he had thought and done. Dr. Q had hidden this backup plan in the laboratory to prevent a strong enemy from coming, but this strong enemy happened to be a freak who was not afraid of any poison.
Number 50's body suddenly trembled, and he flipped backward like a hawk.
Ding Meng was stunned. He realized that he was holding a set of Hidden Front mercenaries' black clothes and mask. It turned out that Number 50 had taken off his outer clothes, but his real body had flipped back.
When he looked up again, Number 50 was already 30 meters away. At this moment, he had turned into another person.
Even though Ding Meng was experienced and knowledgeable, he still felt a little dizzy when he saw Number 50's real body. It was because it was a woman.
To be precise, it was a stunning beauty. She was dressed very simply, with a short jacket, jeans, and high boots, but this could not hide her good figure.
Her face was a standard round face. She was not stunning, but her facial features were surprisingly well-coordinated. No matter from which angle, she was perfect. Even people like Lan Bing and Eisendale were not as good as her.
Especially her long eyebrows and big eyes. Her expression was clearly very serious, but you would think that she was smiling. It was not the kind of smile that seduced people, but a sweet, generous, and peaceful smile. It was hard to imagine how charming this woman was when she really smiled. Her thin strands of hair fell down and matched her face. In the eyes of a hundred people, there were a hundred different impressions.
If you thought that she had the demeanor of a socialite, she really did. If you thought that she was very sexy, she really did meet that standard. If you found that she was attractive and pleasing to the eye, she really was very charming. She was the kind of beauty that would satisfy any man.
However, Ding Meng was not surprised. He had known for a long time that Number 50 had never shown his real face. Now that he saw the real person, he was only slightly surprised. This beauty was indeed not bad.
Ding Meng hooked his finger at him. "Come, let me see what you can do. Since you are stationed at this modified base, you must be quite strong."
Number 50 smiled gently. "You are very good. Few people can force me to show my true face. You are one of the few."
When she was not smiling, it felt like she was smiling. When she was smiling, her facial expression was very vivid. It truly illustrated the unique attraction that women had to the opposite sex. It was like a beautiful woman looking back in the spring breeze, making people's hearts palpitate.
Unfortunately, a man of steel would not be moved. Ding Meng had secretly activated the first five origins. He had already seen that Number 50 was not weak. This was not a character that could be defeated with a few punches and kicks.