Han Lang's mouth was stained with blood, and his figure appeared unusually disheveled, but he still managed a contemptuous smile.
"Your fist, its power is indeed immense. But don't forget, your current strength, after such depletion, is far from what it was. A punch like this, even at full power, is merely the might of the late Nascent Soul stage. Do you think someone without the strength of the Deity Transformation stage can finish me with one punch?"
Dr. Sim suddenly understood.
He had indeed overlooked this issue.
The reason Han Lang was sent flying so far with a single punch.
It was because the force of this punch was indeed great, and Han Lang, due to excessive consumption, was simply unable to resist it.
However, the energy contained within this punch was, at most, equivalent to the late Nascent Soul stage.
And Han Lang's strength was solid late Nascent Soul stage.
His physical resilience had long since surpassed the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
While such a punch had caused him injuries and discomfort, it was absolutely incapable of delivering a fatal blow.
Therefore, after a brief recovery and taking the last of the inferior quality Spirit Preserving Pills, he had fully recuperated.
This was also why he was able to arrive at the last moment to save Dan Nan and the others.
"Pfft!"
Upon learning the truth, Dr. Sim spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Golden Luo phantom gradually dissipated as Dr. Sim's main body suffered severe injuries.
An intense dizziness and profound weakness assaulted every cell of Dr. Sim, overwhelming him, causing him to collapse straight down.
To be safe, Han Lang did not immediately finish him off. Instead, he first guided golden needles to pierce Dr. Sim's vital acupuncture points. After confirming that he had absolutely no means of resistance, Han Lang flipped his hand and walked over slowly, holding a spiritual artifact sword.
With the tip of the sword pointed at Dr. Sim's throat, he said indifferently.
"You lost!"
At this moment, Dr. Sim, whether due to weakness or resignation, showed no ripple in his eyes. He merely stared blankly at Han Lang and replied.
"The entire mutant army is my life's work. They are still here, how can I say I've lost?"
"I can finish you, and I can also terminate your mutant army. Without you, at least this world will no longer see X-class mutants!"
"Hahaha..."
Dr. Sim burst into laughter.
"Naive! Truly naive!"
"Do you know how many researchers our mutants have? Although they haven't reached my level yet, mastering the technology to alter the genes of Chinese people, the mutant modification technology is already exceptionally mature."
"For your Chinese special forces to completely eradicate the existence of mutants is basically impossible!"
"Moreover, we have the ability to infiltrate your China!"
"Do you think that without experimental support, where would I get the knowledge that cultivators can be transformed into higher-level mutants?"
"Do you think that in your China, we only have secret bases in Le City?"
"I will not be the last X-class mutant. One day, my comrades will avenge me!"
Han Lang heard these words without any reaction.
Of course, he knew that if mutant bases could appear in Le City, then they could naturally appear elsewhere.
Otherwise, why would the high command of China establish special investigation bureaus in various prefecture-level cities according to their ranking?
"Wait!"
Han Lang thought for a moment and suddenly felt something was wrong.
According to Dr. Sim, he was able to successfully transform into an X-class because he had experimental basis.
That means, the modification of X-class mutants by mutants has already had successful cases in other, or rather, secret mutant bases within China.
Doesn't that mean that X-class mutants have already appeared within China?
This...
Wouldn't this pose a huge hidden danger to national security?
Thinking of this, he quickly asked.
"You mean, you have successfully modified X-class mutants within China? Who is it? Where are they?"
"Hahaha..."
Han Lang's nervousness seemed to make Dr. Sim extremely proud.
He laughed heartily and replied.
"You're not entirely foolish, managing to find clues from my few words. But do you think I would tell you?"
Han Lang's heart was even more shocked after hearing this.
Although Dr. Sim did not fully admit it, didn't this statement equate to tacitly approving Han Lang's guess?
If this person could not be found and dealt with quickly, and if they were to create more and more X-class mutants over time, wouldn't they be able to collude with mutants outside the country?
At that time, wouldn't the entire country be in their grasp?
Han Lang was terrified.
In his urgency, he pressed the sword firmly against Dr. Sim's throat and threatened.
"Tell me everything you know, or I'll kill you right now!"
Upon hearing this, Dr. Sim not only showed no fear but his eyes became even more mocking.
"Hmph! Do you think I care about such petty tricks? Three blood sacrifices have consumed nearly twenty years of my life force. At this moment, my body is decrepit and I don't have much time left. Even if you don't kill me, how long can I live?"
"So, Han Lang. Don't get any ideas!"
"I will never tell you about this! You, those behind you, and the entire China, will sooner or later fall under the authority of us mutants!"
After Dr. Sim finished speaking, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Taking advantage of Han Lang's lack of vigilance, he mustered his last ounce of strength and forcefully sat up.
"Ugh!"
A muffled grunt.
The sharp spiritual artifact sword instantly pierced his throat, and dark green blood immediately sprayed from his throat and mouth.
Han Lang was greatly alarmed. He quickly dropped the sword, and the Shen Nong Eighteen Needles were instantly inserted into Dr. Sim's throat, attempting to save his life.
However,
No matter how strong his medical skills were, he could not save someone who was determined to die.
Dr. Sim's trachea had already been severed. In a mere instant, he had died under the spiritual artifact sword.
"You can't die! You can't die!"
Han Lang was somewhat deranged.
His mind was now filled with Dr. Sim's last words.
Such a great crisis lurking within China.
He could not allow it!
But no matter how hard he tried, the soul power and energy within Dr. Sim were slowly dissipating.
No matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to save him.
Looking at the deceased Dr. Sim, Han Lang was filled with despair.
This...
China is so vast, how can we possibly unearth this X-class mutant modification base that Dr. Sim spoke of?
Under the surge of anger, Han Lang, who was already extremely exhausted from the battle, also spat out a mouthful of blood and completely collapsed onto the ground.
Dan Nan and the others also walked over at this time.
Seeing Han Lang's unusual state, everyone quickly stepped forward to support him. Even Ma Long, who could not use his arms, used his back to prop up Han Lang with all his might.
Han Lang looked at everyone, his eyes listless, and said.
"Dr. Sim said that within China, there is still a hidden entity capable of modifying X-class mutants!"