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Beidu - Research Institute Headquarters
Deep within the Research Institute's underground, a figure pushed open the tightly closed door of a secret laboratory.
It was a middle-aged man with glasses, appearing refined and gentle, as he walked in.
Trailing behind him was a broad and muscular man, his footsteps blustering like a gale.
"Liu, how are you holding up?"
The bespectacled middle-aged man looked up at Liu Zhengyun, who was sitting in the middle of the lab, his body wrapped in bandages.
"Not too bad," leaned back in his wheelchair, Liu Zhengyun replied, "I've clung onto life, but it looks like I'll need some time to recuperate. I can't engage in martial arts for a while."
Then he looked at the bespectacled middle-aged man, "Did you get it?"
"Of course, we got it."
Responding to him was the burly man standing behind the middle-aged man with glasses. He took out a rectangular small wooden box and held it in front of himself, opening it towards Liu Zhengyun.