315: Chapter 315: Limit Experiment 315: Chapter 315: Limit Experiment Hong Kong, the high-level meeting room of the security department.
Outside the door, several men in black suits stood rigidly on both sides, each wearing an earpiece.
The oversized sunglasses added to their mystique.
One by one, individuals walked in: some in suits, some in uniform, and yet others in military attire.
A middle-aged man slowly made his way to one end of the long table, sat down with a straight posture, looking somewhat haggard and as if his spirits were not at their best.
He glanced at both sides—on the left, a row of men in military uniforms; on the right, a row of men in suits.
“Cough, cough.” The middle-aged man coughed lightly, which was clearly audible in the silent conference room, drawing everyone’s attention onto him.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you all know why we have convened this meeting,” the middle-aged man spoke blandly, pressing a button on the remote, and a slide with a strange symbol appeared behind him—a circle of five ghosts around a skull.
“The Tomb Spirit Organization has shown up again,” the middle-aged man said, causing everyone present to draw a sharp breath.
“Moreover, last night, they made a move at the docks, killed the escort team, and successfully stole experimental materials.”
“Chief Executive, I suggest we immediately mobilize all forces in Hong Kong to apprehend the Tomb Spirit Organization,” a man on the left said, while handing over a document.
What can you apprehend with, Chief Gao?
Without a strong net, it’s impossible to catch these cunning big fish,” a man on the right said coldly, his tone laced with mockery.
“The Extreme Experiment was conceived precisely to counter the Tomb Spirit Organization.
Now even the materials for the experiment have been taken,” another man on the right added.
The purpose of this meeting is not to see you blame each other.
Director Chen, you head the security department and are most familiar with combating the Tomb Spirit Organization.
Tell us your thoughts,” the middle-aged man yelled before turning to look at a man on the left.
In Hong Kong, public security is the responsibility of the Hong Kong Police Department, with the security department being its subsidiary.
In other words, Director Chen is subordinate to Chief Gao.
However, when it comes to methods of countering the Tomb Spirit Organization, this frontline director is the expert.
Director Chen’s full name is Chen Hangyu.
Although the security department is a subsidiary of the police department, Chen Hangyu’s status is sufficient for him to interact with Deputy Director Guan Kai of the police department on equal terms.
At this moment, however, the experienced veteran fell silent, deep in thought.
“Chief Executive, I suggest strengthening the capabilities of SAD.
After all, they are Hong Kong’s strongest force,” Guan Kai suggested, both offering a strategy and easing the awkward atmosphere.
“Deputy Director Guan, are you unaware that it was under SAD’s siege that those people broke through last night?” a man on the right countered, his eyes filled with disdain.
The middle-aged man in the center also frowned upon this.
The Extreme Experiment was Hong Kong’s most confidential project, known only to the few present in the room.
Its goal was to break the limits of human potential, making people stronger in all aspects—in simpler terms,
The attendees knew more or less about cultivators.
To not delve too far, the Tomb Spirit Organization’s members were cultivators.
If the experiment were successful, SAD could match and even surpass the Tomb Spirit Organization.
The materials for the Extreme Experiment had arrived last night in a box, the most critical element of the project.
Now, the hard-won materials had been hijacked by the enemy, further empowering the Tomb Spirit Organization.
This thought almost brought the middle-aged man to tears.
“I propose we call for assistance from the National Security Bureau headquarters,” Chen Hangyu suddenly interjected after a while.
Hong Kong, in terms of administrative hierarchy, is included within Mainland territory, and the National Security Bureau is Huaxia’s leading agency.
As a result, the security department has always looked up to the National Security Bureau.
Collaboration between them has also been frequent in recent years.
“Time is of the essence.
Since the Extreme Project cannot proceed for now, we should seek support from the central National Security Bureau.
Otherwise, SAD alone is no match for the Tomb Spirit Organization,” Chen Hangyu analyzed calmly.
The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, showing a look of approval.
“This is a matter for Hong Kong.
I think it shouldn’t trouble the central government,” a man on the right said, showing a troubled expression.
“Director Nie, forgive my bluntness, but without the protection of special personnel once we leave this building, any one of us could easily be assassinated by the Tomb Spirit Organization outside,” Chen Hangyu said coolly, leaving Director Nie without a comeback.
“Therefore, only by dealing with them swiftly can everyone in Hong Kong be guaranteed safety,” Chen Hangyu continued, preferring practicality over pride, as solving the issue at hand was most realistic.
“Well, I agree with Director Chen’s proposal.
If any of you have a better plan, please speak up,” the middle-aged man said.
He emphasized “a better one,” and everyone beneath him fell silent.
“Alright, it’s decided.
I will contact the National Security Bureau right now,” the middle-aged man said, picking up the desk phone and dialing a number.
After two or three seconds, the call was answered.
“Hello, Jin, it’s me.”
Hong Kong, in an underground room.
Three men and a woman stood by a table, their eyes fixed on the stone the size of a school bag atop it.
The ordinary stone emitted a faint light in the darkness, along with a mysterious energy.
“Ah, this feels so good,” one man said.
This was Rong Yuan, his face showing a look of enjoyment.
“With every breath, I feel a continuous stream of energy flowing into my body.”
This operation was worth it,” Refining Mo stretched out his hand to touch the cold stone in front of him.
Energy continuously flowed into his Dantian and meridians.
Refining Mo’s complexion turned slightly red, as though he had been in a sauna.
Half an hour later, the light from the stone dimmed further until it was ultimately extinguished, leaving a drab stone.
Refining Mo picked up the stone and pressed lightly—what had seemed indestructible crumbled to powder after releasing its energy.
Illusion Fox beside him breathed lightly.
When the stone shattered, she opened her eyes, which seemed to emit a faint white glow.
Refining Mo walked over, patted her shoulder, and whispered into her ear.
As soon as you’ve completed that task, come back quickly.”