Li Yifei smiled faintly and said, "Is your final goal here to create these 'Type III People'?"
"Hahaha, kid, you talk too much. I don't want to hear your voice anymore, so..."
"Wait!" Li Yifei raised his hand, glanced at the time, and realized he still had a few seconds before his appointment with the Saintess. So he said, "Are you sure you don't want to chat a bit more?"
"In your next life!" Randolf said, waving his hand. But Li Yifei replied, "I at least need to know what's in those guns—is it bullets or something else?"
"It's a highly corrosive liquid that can eat away at a person or any other being in no time," replied a gunman.
Li Yifei nodded and said, "So if I get hit by you guys, my body will quickly corrode away?"
"Exactly, so..." The man started to pull the trigger, but Li Yifei flashed a smile. Just as they were about to fire, alarms in the room blared loudly and several screens on the wall of monitors shattered instantly.
