Chapter 500: The Mystery of the Blue Skin (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

40 days later.

11 p.m.

In the Tiger Soul Research Institute, a private plane flying to Twilight City set

off.

At this time, Feng Qi was not asleep yet.

This was because the first step of the owner of the fog’s plan to destroy the

Scarlet Research Institute had officially begun.

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the room. He took out his cell phone and called the Scarlet Research Institute.

After waiting for a long time, the call went through.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the line.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet? Don’t you know that you’ll go bald from staying up late?”

“Fog just left. I want to update you.”

“Wait a moment, I’ll record it.”

The sound of clothes being put on came from the other end of the phone, followed right on the heels of hurried footsteps.

About five minutes later, Wei Wei’s voice sounded again.

“You can tell me now.”

Feng Qi did not hesitate and immediately said.

“It’s like this. Do you remember the information I gave you that Twilight City will be attacked by the Science and Technology Research Institute? Actually, the owner of the fog is behind this matter. It’s like this…”

After spending half an hour, he told her everything about the owner of the fog’s plan.

He did not do this to find a way to deal with the owner of the fog in advance.

He chose to stand on the owner of the fog’s side in this timeline, so he wouldn’t consider any methods to target the owner of the fog.

The main reason was to remind the Scarlet Research Institute in advance.

So that when they faced the suppression of the Science and Technology Research Institute in the future, they could make preparations to minimize their losses.

Especially the casualties in Twilight City.

After hearing his story, Wei Wei’s tone was solemn.

“I didn’t expect the owner of the fog to be the real mastermind. I’ll hold a meeting later and discuss how to deal with this matter… But don’t worry, our defense strategy won’t affect you. It’s mainly to reduce our losses. After all, you’re the core.”

“Okay, have an early rest, Sister Wei.”

“You too, Little Brother.”

After hanging up, Feng Qi leaned against the sofa and fell into deep thought.

The owner of the fog had set off for Twilight City. The first step of the plan to destroy the Scarlet Research Institute had officially begun.

The owner of the fog’s plan had been clear and perfect these few days.

It planned to use the tragic death of the higher-ups of the Wolf Devourer Domain Combat Team to arouse the vigilance of the black shadow faction behind the Science and Technology Research Institute.

Apart from that, it would also simulate the higher-ups of the Wolf Devouring Domain Combat Team sending misleading news to the black shadow faction.

If this plan succeeded, the Scarlet Research Institute would definitely become a thorn in the side of the forces behind the Science and Technology Research

Institute.

This was the main reason why the Scarlet Research Institute’s sub-base in Twilight City was attacked in many timelines.

According to the normal historical timeline, the Scarlet Research Institute was not defeated by the black shadow faction behind the Science and Technology Research Institute.

However, the owner of the fog’s plan was very successful.

The main goal of the owner of the fog in launching the operation to destroy the Scarlet Research Institute was to snatch the spiritual resources that were originally allocated to them.

While the Scarlet Research Institute wasn’t vanquished, due to the intense suppression by the Science and Technology Research Institute, they opted to retreat to an underground secret base and had limited contact with the outside world.

The spiritual resources originally allocated to the Scarlet Research Institute would be redistributed in Star City.

Among them, the one with the greatest benefits was undoubtedly the Tiger

Soul Research Institute, another giant research institute in Star City.

Therefore, according to normal historical timeline, the owner of the fog’s plan had undoubtedly succeeded.

Feng Qi was worried about this plan.

He thought that his appearance had led to a deviation in history.

It made the owner of the fog think of targeting the Scarlet Research Institute. From the looks of it, this was clearly a plot that would happen in the normal historical timeline.

However, he did not find any relevant information back then.

After listening to the owner of the fog’s explanation and comparing it to the normal historical timeline, he realized that it was just a false alarm.

As long as Scarlet Research Institute did not collapse, his timeline would not be considered a failure.

In his opinion, it was good for the Scarlet Research Institute to hide in the secret underground base in advance.

Although the development of subsequent research projects would be limited by the lack of resources, at least safety would be guaranteed.

He had no reason to stop the owner of the fog from carrying out this plan against the Scarlet Research Institute.

Leaning on the sofa, he began to think about the press conference tomorrow. During this period, the owner of the fog used public opinion to create momentum for him.

The outside world was filled with comments about him and anticipation for Flesh Sacrifice.

Tomorrow was the day the results of the Flesh Sacrifice test were officially released.

At that time, he would have to accept interviews from the reporters sent by the major cities.

This was undoubtedly an important segment to help the owner of the fog promote Flesh Sacrifice.

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt danger approaching.

The Demon Dragon’s modified crisis perception made his hair stand on end. He immediately turned to look to his right.

A peculiar scythe materialized out of thin air and descended, aiming for his head. Following closely behind, a recognizable figure with blue skin manifested.

Realizing that the blue-skinned assassin had appeared again, he quickly dodged to the side.

Boom!

A black stream of light flashed, and the sofa he was leaning on was split into two. The scythe also left a deep mark on the wall.

Looking at the blue-skinned assassin who was about 1.5 meters tall and holding a large scythe, Feng Qi cursed inwardly.

During this period, the frequency of the blue-skinned assassins attempting to assassinate him steadily rose.

Fortunately, he had the owner of the fog by his side.

Any blue-skinned assassin would be swiftly dispatched by the owner of the fog-