Chapter 5: Is It Too Late to Spit It Out Now?_1

There really was an underground laboratory buried here!

No, considering its size, it should be called an experiment base.

Through the exploration of the telekinetic field, the base was at least ten meters deep, resembling the hive from the first Resident Evil movie, albeit a smaller version.

At that moment, Qin Ming almost thought he had crossed over not into Endless, but into Resident Evil!

These underground experiment bases usually are involved in unspeakable projects: either inhumane human experiments or the research of some lethal virus.

So what was the purpose of constructing this laboratory? Merely for the research of NZT-48?

This made Qin Ming very curious. He used his telekinetic field to cover the inside of the base, quickening his investigation, and soon figured out the general situation.

So that's how it is...

Qin Ming suddenly realized and did not linger any longer.

Although he believed he could handle the security personnel inside with his telekinetic field by himself, to take complete control of this experiment base alone was not enough. He still needed the help of Ross and others. Of course, before that, he had to prepare some things.

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Before long, Ross had also gathered most of his people. He called over everyone he could, then informed Qin Ming, who quickened to the meeting place based on the contact address.

Inside an abandoned warehouse, a dozen burly men were happily shooting the breeze—talking about either women or boasting about how fierce they had been when they were soldiers.

After detecting no issues with his telekinetic field, Qin Ming pushed the door and entered.

The burly men stopped their chatter as the awaited person arrived, looking him up and down with scrutinizing eyes before turning to Ross with skepticism.

"Ross, is this the Dr. Qin you mentioned, just a teenage kid?"

Qin Ming was not new to being called a kid. Although he was now 16 years old, in front of these thirty-something men, he certainly appeared just a child by age, yet housed an adult soul in his body.

Of course, such things were unnecessary and tiresome for Qin Ming to explain.

"Hello everyone, I am Dr. Qin. I believe Ross has already briefed you all."

He took out about a dozen pills, all cut in half, and spread his hand open: "This is NZT-48, a drug that can develop the brain. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

A full pill's effect could maintain only for a day, and Ross, whose effect had long worn off, was the first to grab a half and swallow it. He then said earnestly, "Fellows, give it a try. Trust me, after taking it, you'll feel wonderful."

Ross seemed to have a lot of credibility among the group, and the people on site began to swallow their pills one by one.

"Ok, I trust you, Ross."

"Let's give it a try then, I hope you're not lying."

After glancing at the time and waiting until the drug effects were about to kick in, Qin Ming clapped his hands and spoke first, "Gentlemen, there's something I have to tell you."

Once everyone's attention focused on him, he continued.

"Just yesterday, my laboratory was occupied by a group of mercenaries, and I need your help to take it back!"

"I forgot to remind you that while this drug can develop your brains, making you smarter, into sharpshooters, the side effect is that if you stop taking it, your brains will quickly degrade and die."

"The pills are now produced in small quantities by the laboratory. If we don't take back the lab, you will have no more drugs to consume, and you'll all die in agony!"

Is it still possible to spit it out now?

The crowd, having already started feeling the drug's effects and initially excited, were suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water after hearing Qin Ming's words.

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"How do I know you're not lying to make us help you with your lies!" a man shouted in disbelief,

Qin Ming looked towards the man with the scar on his face, his expression icy cold, "If you don't trust me, you can leave right now. But when you're about to die, I hope you don't come begging for my help."

"Haha, beg you? Kid, are you joking with me?"

Before he had finished speaking, the man with the scar whips out a pistol at lightning speed, pointing it at Qin Ming's head, he said with disdain, "Get down on your knees and beg me, hand over all the medication, and maybe I'll spare your life."

At that moment, the atmosphere suddenly became tense,

Ross's gaze turned extremely sharp, his body taut like a hunting cheetah, ready to rescue Qin Ming from the brink of death at any moment.

It wasn't for any other reason, but because the man had promised to find his fiancée, so he couldn't just die like this.

Apart from Ross, the others were just coldly watching.

Worrying about how to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, the chicken just delivered itself to the door.

Qin Ming chuckled inwardly, his face emotionless as he said, "I'm someone who really doesn't like being pointed at with a gun."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the muscular body of the man with the scar thudded to the ground, dead without understanding why.

Ross and the others were shocked but also felt eeriness and fear.

In their view, this seemingly harmless young man had just spoken a sentence, and the scarred man had died swiftly and neatly.

Even with their intelligence enhanced by NZT-48, they couldn't understand how the scarred man had died; it was like something out of a horror movie.

Could it be that he possessed the devil's abilities?

The look in everyone's eyes towards Qin Ming now carried a touch of awe, no longer the contempt and skepticism they had before.

Noticing the change in these people, Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, if you don't want to end up like him, then obediently follow my orders and complete the tasks I assign."

"Of course, this won't take long. You only need to cooperate with me for a month, and after one month I will give each of you ten million dollars and the medication with no side effects."

"How about it, have you thought it through?" A big stick followed by a sweet date, Qin Ming was quite adept at making grand promises.

Based on his past life experience finding a girlfriend, a man might not be handsome or wealthy, but he must be good at making grand promises.

Ten million dollars.

For everyone there, this was an astronomical figure they hadn't even dared to dream of before; with this money, their future lives would be dramatically different...

Without a second thought, everyone agreed, of course, they had no other choice.

"You have one hour to prepare, bring your gear, and then take back my lab."

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The efficiency of the soldiers was indeed high, in less than an hour, a temporary squad led by Ross had assembled. They had all brought their prized weapons; after all, according to Dr. Qin's information, they were facing unknown mercenaries.

Ross had dealt with mercenaries many times over the years, many of whom were former military members or even special forces members, with formidable capabilities.

Barrett sniper rifles, M4 carbines, M249 squad automatic weapons, high-explosive grenades, smoke grenades, flash grenades, C4 explosives, bulletproof vests, helmets.

They were armed to the teeth, emitting a fierce killing intent, ready to move out at a single command.

Qin Ming looked at the squad armed to the teeth and couldn't help but silently mourn for the security at Aiben Experiment Base.

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