The man's violet eyes softened, a tone that, for him, was already bordering on appeasement.
It was rare.
"Fine then."
Xu Qian casually grabbed her scattered hair and secured it with a clip. A few wisps fell loose at the side, revealing a slender, fair neck.
Crimson robe, black hair, pale skin—exquisite beauty.
Song Xiaoping's eyes darkened as he focused on her pulsing vein.
He remembered her blood was very sweet.
Everyone was stunned. In the apocalypse, it was rare to see such a beautiful woman.
It was completely understandable for their own commander to be infatuated.
Xu Qian's thoughts shifted, and a combat knife materialized in her palm.
The hilt and blade were obsidian black, with a faint silver sheen emanating from the blade.
The crowd instinctively took a step back. This knife was no joke; it could sever a head with a single strike.
A staff member opened the glass door. After Xu Qian walked in, she immediately locked it from the inside.
The robot remained motionless.
Song Xiaoping raised his hand and waved. The robot launched a sudden attack.
Xu Qian had initially intended to hold back her strength, but this contraption was surprisingly formidable.
Man and machine fought fiercely, their movements so rapid that it was impossible to discern their actions.
The staff member sitting in the corner quietly increased the robot's attack power to maximum.
The man beside him widened his eyes but did not intervene.
This woman, Xu Qian, was a calamity if allowed to live.
Suddenly, blades emerged from the robot's palms. Caught off guard, Xu Qian's arm was slashed.
Blood spurted out, splattering against the glass.
Song Xiaoping's violet eyes narrowed, and he stood up abruptly.
"Stop it immediately."
The staff member looked troubled.
"Commander, this robot has a time limit."
Song Xiaoping walked to the control panel with a cold expression. He saw that the attack power had been set to one hundred percent and the time to ten minutes.
He had explicitly instructed them to set it to seventy percent plus five minutes.
He was well aware of the capabilities of such mechanical beings.
Even for an experiment, he would never gamble with Xu Qian's life.
A cold smile touched the man's lips, and his violet eyes swept over the two of them.
Both were drenched in cold sweat, their hearts trembling.
Xu Qian, enduring the searing pain, dodged and weaved. Flesh was exposed on her arm; she could barely move her entire left arm.
Now, within X Group, she absolutely could not enter her spatial dimension or bring out Little Da.
Song Xiaoping, surely he wouldn't just stand by?
Suddenly, a beam of white light flashed.
The glass began to melt. The man's figure flickered as he grabbed the robot's neck, flung it against the glass, and the glass rebounded.
The robot rolled onto the ground. White light emanated from his hands, and the robot melted into a pool of molten steel.
Everyone was terrified and distressed.
This robot had been under research for nearly a month.
The man bent down and scooped the young woman into his arms, her blood soaking his black robe.
A strong, sweet fragrance filled the air.
Song Xiaoping's expression grew grimmer. He coldly ordered, "Everyone at the control console, voluntarily enter the experiment chamber today."
A chill ran down both their spines, and they collapsed to the ground.
Entering the experiment chamber was tantamount to death; it was worse than dying to be sent to the experiment chamber.
Everyone lowered their heads, daring not to speak.
Xu Qian leaned into Song Xiaoping's embrace without a word. A spark flickered in her eyes.
An opportunity to increase his favorability had arrived.
The man did not carry her to the infirmary. Instead, he took her back to his room and instructed someone to come and treat her.
He carefully placed her on a chair, looking down at her bloody wound.
Song Xiaoping's Adam's apple bobbed, his throat tightening.
"Does it hurt?"
Xu Qian's eyes were red, and her voice was soft and weak.
"Do you think it hurts?"
Song Xiaoping froze. The desire to drink her blood instantly vanished.
He looked up at her reddened eyes, his chest tightening with pain.
"I'll tell them to hurry."