Chapter 20 — My House Is 42 Degrees Hot, Turns Out It's A Horrifying Plot

Full video. Complete recording. Complete customer profile. Complete organ culture data. Every crime. Every secret. Any evidence. I compressed it all into a data bomb. Press the send button. All major media agencies in the world. Along with the highest level security agencies of many countries. The man in the black coat let out a desperate scream. He could only look helplessly at the main screen. Countless data streams. Like a flood breaking a dike. Madness spread across the world. He's done. His organization is also finished. I looked at the red icon indicating successful sending. Then immediately turn around. Start running back to the old path. Right at that moment. A terrible explosion rang out from behind. Shaking the whole earth. Uncle Ly was successful. The maintenance tunnel where I was was shaking violently. Each light bulb on the ceiling exploded in succession. Broken glass rained down. I couldn't stand at all. Can only crawl with both hands and feet. Weaving through the collapsing tunnel. Siren sound. Panic screams. Mix together. Forming an apocalyptic symphony. I don't have much time left. When the backup power source is exhausted. The entire base will be plunged into permanent darkness. Will be buried alive in this giant steel tomb. I put in all my strength. Finally crawled back to the main ventilation shaft. The hand holding the vine was cold. I didn't dare look back. Just risk your life to climb up. Never stop climbing. Both arms were so painful that they lost feeling. Lungs felt like they were about to explode. Every time I pull myself up. It's like exchanging one's life for one more meter of distance. But I'm not allowed to stop. By below. Hell is falling. And above. It's my only chance of survival. But in my head at that time. Only one thought remained. I must survive. I don't know how long I climbed. Or an hour. Time seems to have lost its meaning. Just when I felt my body was about to completely exhaust itself. I see above my head. A cave entrance was letting in a little weak light. I see hope. A roar like a beast burst out of his throat. I poured out the last bit of my strength. Desperately climb up. Until his exhausted body rolled out of the cave entrance. Lying on the cold rock. I saw the most majestic sight of my life. The building disguised as an abandoned factory. It's collapsing little by little from the inside. The ground shook. The mountains seem to be groaning. A giant mushroom cloud. Carrying away rocks and fire. Launch straight into the sky. The Lazarus Plan. The evil laboratory once tried to play God. Hidden in the human world. In today. Has been completely wiped off the map. I lie on the ground. Open your mouth and take a sip of air. Look at the deep blue sky above. Then burst out laughing. But tears. Uncontrollable again. Quietly flowing down from the corner of my eyes. He didn't come out. He chose to stay. Stay with your lost son. Stay with all your hatred and pain. In that hell. He used his own life. To complete the final revenge. In exchange for a new life for me. A few days later. An unprecedented storm swept across the world. A series of characters stand at the top of the power pyramid. People who are always proud flashy and respectable in the eyes of the public. After just one night. The body is paralyzed. Dreams of immortality. Built from money. From power. From countless heinous crimes. Completely crushed by the evidence I spread. The whole world shook. The person who sparked that earthquake. Disappeared again like it never existed. The authorities secretly protected me. They gave me a new identity. A new name. The same amount of money is enough to last a lifetime without having to worry. They only asked me for one thing. Forget everything. And never mention this to anyone again. I agree. One year later. A small coastal city in the South. I bought a white house close to the beach. The house has a large yard. And a large glass window facing straight to the ocean. I no longer grow betel leaves. I just sat by the window. Watch the tide rise and fall. Look at the clouds drifting lazily in the sky. Summer here is very long. But there was no more stifling heat of more than forty degrees. The sea breeze carries a gentle salty taste. Slide through the door frame. Gently caress my face. The feeling of your skin touching the cool breeze. A feeling I haven't enjoyed in a long time. Makes my heart feel strangely peaceful. I have escaped that "oven". Also get rid of the nightmare that lasted all these years. I bowed my head. Look at the thin silver bracelet on your wrist. It is made from the metal shell of the other hard drive. After melting. I asked someone to make this bracelet. It always reminds me. That all peace. All the coolness. All the new life I have today. All are exchanged for one person's life. I stood up. Walk to the window. Push the door open. The sea breeze immediately rushed in. I closed my eyes. Take a deep breath. Taste of freedom. Taste of life. Taste of tomorrow. A new life. Has officially begun.