bioinnovel Chapter 113 You call this a battery?
Chapter 113 You call this a battery?
"Reimbursement...?"
Su Wanqing looked at the man in front of her who had just vanished into thin air with a wave of his hand, but now he was talking about non-existent repair costs like a petty bourgeois.
The last breath that kept her standing finally dissipated.
Her knees buckled, and she slid down uncontrollably.
Contrary to expectations, she didn't fall awkwardly; a warm and strong hand steadily supported her elbow.
"Boss, hold on tight." Bai Che's voice was right next to my ear, with a hint of casual laughter. "If you fall at a time like this, wouldn't all those millions spent on special effects be wasted?"
Su Wanqing used the support to steady herself, her eyes scanning her surroundings in a daze.
Where is that sophisticated laboratory anymore?
The alloy floor looked as if it had been plowed by high temperatures, the walls were cracked, and the twisted gun parts scattered on the ground and the mercenaries still twitching reminded her of this absurd sense of reality.
"Is this... over?" she murmured to herself.
Before Bai Che could answer, a series of rapid, heavy footsteps suddenly came from outside the blast door, accompanied by Li Jianguo's almost roaring shout: "Medical team, follow! Bomb disposal team, prepare for a forced entry! Protect the people at all costs! Even if it's just corpses, get them back!"
That was really urgent.
It even carried a hint of despair.
Bai Che raised an eyebrow and gently patted his chest.
hum-
The reactor's blinding white light quickly subsided, returning to its original tranquil blue. The data waterfall on the holographic glasses disappeared, and the menacing mechanical arms obediently drooped, retreating into the shadows.
He casually patted off non-existent dust from his cuffs, then pointed to Su Wanqing's slightly messy bangs: "Your hairstyle is messed up. Fix it. Even as a victim, you have to maintain your image."
Before he could finish speaking...
boom!
The heavy blast-proof door was violently blasted open by directional explosives.
Sparks flew and smoke filled the air.
Wearing a full set of heavy tactical bulletproof vest and carrying a Type 95 assault rifle, Li Jianguo, like an enraged lion, was the first to break through the smoke and rush in.
His eyes were bloodshot and he was covered in sweat, clearly prepared for the worst-case scenario—perhaps blood everywhere, perhaps Bai Che being held hostage, or even a cold corpse.
"Don't move! Everyone—"
Li Jianguo's roar abruptly stopped in his throat.
He remained in the position of searching with his gun, as if frozen in place by a spell.
There was no bloodshed.
They did not put up a stubborn resistance.
As far as the eye could see, the "Night Demon" squad, known as the nightmare of the mercenary world, looked like a bunch of broken rag dolls.
Some were embedded in the cracked walls like abstract murals, while others lay unconscious in the rubble, their limbs twisted. The fearsome captain, "Shadow," lay utterly humiliated on the broken lab table, his fate unknown.
The person he was desperately trying to protect—the frail scholar Bai Che—was standing next to the pile of scrap metal, casually waving at him.
"Director Li, your cleanup is a bit slow."
Bai Che spoke casually, as if he were just complaining about the late delivery.
"this……"
Li Jianguo swallowed hard, lowering the gun barrel.
Fully armed special forces soldiers filed in behind him and quickly took control of the scene.
"Target confirmed safe!"
"Enemy forces confirmed to be completely incapacitated!"
"Threat eliminated!"
As reports came in one after another, Li Jianguo's tense nerves finally relaxed, replaced by a wave of shock.
He walked to the almost structurally collapsed concrete load-bearing wall, reached out and touched the human-shaped dent in the wall, and then looked at the severely deformed Kevlar bulletproof vest next to it.
As a veteran who had crawled out of piles of corpses, he knew all too well what had caused this.
This is not a gunfight.
This is a one-sided, overwhelming, and violent output.
"This...you did all of this?" Li Jianguo turned around abruptly, staring at Bai Che in disbelief. "With your pile of...'industrial equipment'?"
Bai Che pointed innocently to the seemingly bulky robotic arms behind him: "Sometimes, demolition tools are more effective than weapons, which is scientifically sound."
Several military experts accompanying the team quickly entered the venue carrying their equipment.
They originally intended to search for any remaining biological or chemical gas or time bombs.
However, as they approached the unfortunate mercenaries and the robotic arm, the portable energy detector in their hands suddenly emitted a sharp, piercing alarm.
Beep beep beep beep—!!!
The red light was flashing wildly.
The experts looked at each other, their faces turning deathly pale.
"What's going on? Is there poison gas?" Li Jianguo frowned.
"No...it's not poison gas, nor is it gunpowder residue."
An elderly expert, over fifty years old, walked shakily toward the spot where Bai Che had just fired the "repulsion cannon".
He crouched down and looked at the scorch marks on the ground that had a strange radial pattern.
The concrete there even showed slight vitrification.
"This is impossible..."
The veteran expert abruptly stood up, strode to Li Jianguo's side, and his deliberately lowered voice betrayed his horror: "Director, there was no gunpowder smoke at the scene. All these people's injuries are caused by internal organ rupture and bone shattering due to instantaneous extreme overload."
He pointed to the scorched area: "An extremely terrifying energy burst just occurred here. The energy level... is equivalent to detonating a miniature tactical missile in a confined space, but strangely, there was no radioactive fallout; the energy was terrifyingly pure!"
Li Jianguo suddenly turned his head and stared at Bai Che, his eyes becoming extremely complicated.
If he thought Bai Che was a genius before, now he felt that he was seeing a monster.
He originally thought that Bai Che had just made a "bulletproof vest" or some kind of ingenious self-defense weapon.
I never expected this kid to build a "human tank".
Facing Li Jianguo's murderous glare, Bai Che shrugged and pointed to a still-steaming tube on the robotic arm: "I already said it's for industrial use. That was a slightly higher power mode for 'obstacle clearing.' Director Li, don't look at me like I'm a terrorist. I'm a law-abiding citizen, acting in self-defense."
"Law-abiding citizen?"
Li Jianguo laughed in anger and strode up to Bai Che.
His gaze passed over Bai Che's face and locked onto the small ring that was still emitting a faint blue light.
As the two got closer.
The composite detector in the old expert's hand suddenly emitted a shrill long whistle, and the pointer instantly hit the bottom, jamming.
"Chief, watch out!!"
The elderly expert shouted in terror, even trying to rush forward and pull Li Jianguo away, disregarding his image, "Back off! That light source... that light source has an extremely high-energy neutron flux reaction inside! But this is impossible... it's only the size of a palm!"
Neutron flux.
This word struck Li Jianguo like a thunderbolt, making his scalp tingle.
He grabbed the expert by the collar: "Did you see that clearly?! What is that thing?!"
"No...that's right! Although it was bound by a strong magnetic field, this is definitely an energy fluctuation at the level of a nuclear reaction!" The expert stammered.
Li Jianguo released his grip as if he had been electrocuted, looking in horror at the beautiful blue light on Bai Che's chest.
That beauty, at this moment, became the smile of death in his eyes.
He pointed at the reactor, his fingers trembling violently from extreme shock, his voice cracking and distorting: "You... what did you say this was when you reported it to me? You said it was a 'high-capacity battery' to power the exoskeleton?!"
Bai Che blinked, still with that matter-of-fact expression: "Yeah, a nuclear battery is a battery too, just like a button cell or a lithium battery, they're all power supply units."
"Power supply unit my ass!!!"
Li Jianguo felt as if his skull was about to be ripped open; his thirty years of cultivating his inner strength had completely crumbled at this moment.
He pointed at the small, glowing ring, his roar echoing through the basement: "You call this a battery? This is the sun! You've conjured up controlled nuclear fusion in this tiny basement?!"
Controlled nuclear fusion.
The ultimate dream of human energy.
The eternal "fifty years later".
Now, it's just casually hanging around a college student's neck, like a cheap LED ornament.
"Miniature, very miniature," Bai Che kindly corrected. "It's just providing power to a few machine tools, making things a little more stable."
A little...stable?
Li Jianguo's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down before this "living ancestor".
He instantly realized that this was neither a simple attack nor an invention exhibition by a genius teenager.
The nature of this matter has completely gone beyond the scope of a "criminal case" or "espionage case".
This is like flipping a table.
This is like uprooting the entire tree of human technology and then planting a new one in its place.
Li Jianguo whirled around, grabbed the communicator, and roared into the other end, his voice hoarse and rough from extreme tension: "Everyone listen up! Activate the 'Top-Level' contingency plan immediately! I repeat, Top-Level contingency plan!"
"Seal off an area within a five-kilometer radius! Mobilize garrison troops to take over defense! Cut off all external network connections to the area!"
Li Jianguo turned and gave the blue halo a deep look, then gritted his teeth and ordered, "From this moment on, everything here is upgraded to 'Human Heritage' level security! Not even a fly is allowed to escape! Anyone who dares to leak a single word will be charged with treason!"
Whoosh!
The special forces soldiers, who were cleaning up the battlefield, instantly became alert, all pointing their guns outwards, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
Seeing the surrounding area instantly enter a state of high alert, Bai Che sighed helplessly.
He turned his head and whispered to Su Wanqing, who was equally dumbfounded, completely unable to understand, but deeply shocked, "Looks like I really can't keep a low profile now. Senior, I might really need a full-time PR person from now on."