The newcomer's aura is formidable, even more intense than the aura of the black-clad figure.

"Who are you?" The black-clad figure's eyes narrowed as he saw the person blocking his way, his right hand reaching toward his waist. He intended to use a firearm to quickly resolve the newcomer.

"I advise you not to think about firing a gun in front of me, or I'll kill you right now." The newcomer was one of Lin Tian's secret bodyguards, Lin Guodong.

"Hmph! Who exactly are you, and why do you meddle in other people's business?" The black-clad figure, intimidated by Lin Guodong's threat, dared not reach for his gun. For experts at their level, unless significantly stronger, it's almost impossible to fire a gun when the other is more powerful, as the opponent will take action before the gun is even raised.

"First, tell me why you want to capture him, whose orders you're following, and for what purpose. Tell me, and I'll let you go." Lin Guodong asked arrogantly.

"I advise you to mind your own business. My master detests those who interfere in others' affairs." The black-clad figure's anger flared at Lin Guodong's demeanor.

"I love meddling, especially with thieves like you. Don't think you can disguise your Australian identity just by dressing in black. Tell me, who sent you to stir trouble in Huaxia?" Lin Guodong didn't concern himself with Ye Hao, who was captured, only asking what he wanted to know.

"What if I refuse to speak?!" The black-clad figure raised his head, his blue eyes flashing with madness.

"Then you shall stay in Huaxia forever!" With that, Lin Guodong rushed in at great speed.

The black-clad figure didn't expect Lin Guodong to disregard Ye Hao's life and attack fiercely right away. He hurriedly tossed Ye Hao aside and raised both his hands to block the attack.

Ye Hao was thrown forcefully by the black-clad figure, his body spinning in the air several times. He quickly used a body technique to stop spinning and landed gently on the ground.

Deep inside, he cursed, what's the grass, don't want me to die from a fall! That damned black-clad figure.

"Bang! Bang!"

Lin Guodong's hands were like a ferocious tiger out of the cage, each strike landing on the black-clad figure, causing him to retreat step by step.

Although Lin Guodong was only one level higher in strength than the black-clad figure, at their level, a single level represents an impassable gap. Either one must break through to the same level, or be endowed with a powerful cultivation technique. Just like Ye Hao possesses a formidable body technique; without it, he couldn't transcend his level and fight others.

"Sir, you're meddling too much. Don't force me." The black-clad figure coldly glared at Lin Guodong and grunted.

"Talking tough at this point, seems like I have to finish you off!" Lin Guodong was even more unyielding.

In an instant, the ground between the two turned into a whirlwind of sand and stones, and within the sand, they exchanged blows swiftly. The fierce battle made Ye Hao's blood boil–this is true power. Ordinary firearms are utterly powerless in the face of such strength.

"Impressive, Qianqian, is that senior at the eleventh level of National Martial Arts?" Ye Hao asked Qianqian.

"Yes, Master."

"Bang!" Another clash, Lin Guodong's feet remained firm while the black-clad figure staggered backward, almost collapsing onto the sand.

Seeing this, Ye Hao grinned at Qianqian, "Qianqian, if I turn him into a cyborg, do you think his strength could be enhanced?"

"If his potential hasn't been fully tapped, it can certainly be increased. However, the stronger the expert, the harder it is to control them once turned into a cyborg."

"Oh? Is there another way to control such a skilled expert?" Ye Hao asked, puzzled.

"Capture him, bind him with chains..."

"Stop!" Ye Hao dreaded Qianqian's mundane answers! If they had to capture and lock him up at home, they might as well shoot him.

"Isn't there another way? Like making him subject to us."

"Yes! Manufacture a computer chip to make him a Saiyan."

"What? Is that possible?" Ye Hao knew there were a kind of people in the vast universe known as Saiyans who were born without any consciousness, meaning they had no soul, just a body. But their bodies could withstand any hardship without feeling anything. Later, the cultural universe people developed a kind of chip that, once implanted into a Saiyan's brain, what's commonly known as the soul's hiding place by humans.

Once implanted, the Saiyan becomes controlled by a computer, able to simultaneously execute up to ten commands. If he cannot simultaneously complete all ten tasks, then this exceeds his capacity.

"According to the eighth-generation system inspection, his body can handle it, but a chip with at least 100GB memory is needed to implant in his brain."

"Can our Heaven-Filling Heroic Spirit's machinery produce chips surpassing 100GB memory?" Ye Hao inquired.

"It can, but they're too crude and will lose control in about three years. If a new chip isn't replaced in a timely manner, his body's blood circulation will cease, leading to complete death."

"Haha! As long as we can control him for three years, it's enough! After three years, whether he lives or dies, it doesn't matter, he wanted to kill me after all. Why show mercy?"

"Master decides."

Ye Hao walked over, and Lin Guodong frowned and shouted, "Kid, stay back, or else if he dies, he'll drag someone down with him."

Ye Hao stopped upon hearing that and asked, "May I know the grand name of the senior?"

"I was called by Lin Tian. What do you plan to do with this person?" Lin Guodong, seeing Ye Hao's courteous manner, became less cold.

"I want to take him for interrogation, could the senior help me knock him out?" Ye Hao smiled.

"Alright! How long should he be unconscious?"

"Three days!"

"Okay!" After Lin Guodong finished speaking, he stepped forward and tapped the back of the black-clothed man's neck a few times, then pointed at several spots on his body.

"It's done, be careful in the future." Lin Guodong said and quickly disappeared.

Ye Hao shouted a thank you, then threw the black-clothed man's body into the sea, stripped off his clothes, and dragged the man towards Heaven-Filling Heroic Spirit Island. Ye Hao couldn't dart across the land like the black-clothed man, but he could swim faster than an arrow in the sea.

Ye Hao asked Lin Tian for a three-day leave, then worked non-stop for three days and nights on the island to create a one-centimeter chip, with the lowest quality.

Ye Hao sighed inwardly; if Heaven-Filling Heroic Spirit could develop a little faster, creating more precise machines would be a small matter! However, for now, Heaven-Filling Heroic Spirit had to make do with simplicity.

Recently, Li Fu brought a hundred people to help with basic tasks at Heaven-Filling Heroic Spirit. They worked on parts, leaving the core aspects to Zhang Hua, the only four-stage National Martial Arts manager on the island.

Of course! This doesn't mean all core parts were handed to him. For example, core chemical tasks were assigned to Xia Liu, and computer cores to Ding Haoyun, who moved to the island after his mother's health improved.

Ye Hao knew that more and more families would come to Heaven-Filling Heroic Spirit, so he built some villas on the other side of the island, although they weren't completed yet.

Three days passed swiftly, and Ye Hao, with bloodshot eyes, was copying a large amount of data into the chip before the black-clothed man woke up. Ye Hao had already completed the copying.

He urgently took Ye Lang and Fei Gou into a surgical room equipped with various traditional and modern medical items, bought by Li Yi at Ye Hao's request, to avoid the need to send anyone to the city for treatment.

"Lift the black-clothed man onto the table," Ye Hao instructed Ye Lang and Fei Gou.

They obeyed, though they didn't understand why Ye Hao was doing this, they trusted that he wasn't doing it out of boredom.

"Cranial saw..."

Ye Lang and Fei Gou flinched at the words but didn't dare interrupt Ye Hao.

"Brain spoon." One by one, items rolled off Ye Hao's tongue, and fortunately, a cloth covered the black-clothed man's head. Otherwise, the sight would have likely scared Ye Lang and Fei Gou senseless.

The black-clothed man's skull was partially opened by Ye Hao, and he was extracting some white matter, implanting the chip in its place.

"The chip is implanted, requesting connection to the eighth-generation system." Qianqian's voice came through.

"Connect!" Ye Hao nodded.

"Data is connecting, please wait." The eighth-generation system began to send electric currents through the black-clothed man's body, integrating the various parts with the chip, making the body function under chip control.

"Data is being imported..."

"Data import complete..."

"Accepting data from chip..."

"Data reception complete..."

A series of reports played, reminding Ye Hao of when he connected to the eighth-generation system himself.

"Master! You can sew him up now." After data reception, Qianqian spoke to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao smiled happily inside. Haha! A ten-stage expert!

Afterward, Ye Hao stitched up his head. Under the eighth-generation system's operation, there was no visible scar. Coupled with the cover of hair, the black-clothed man appeared intact again.

"When can I command the Saiyan?" Ye Hao asked Qianqian after finishing.

"In one hour."

Subsequently, Ye Hao, Ye Lang, and Fei Gou waited at the door for an hour.

An hour passed and the chip transmitted a message.

"Master, how may I assist you?"

The voice was similar to Qianqian's, but lacked some of the liveliness of the Qianqian inside the eighth-generation system.

Whatever Ye Hao thought, the eighth-generation system would transmit as a command within just 0.01 seconds.

Ye Hao instructed him to hold back his strength at the three-stage National Martial Arts level and spar with Ye Lang and Fei Gou!

As expected, the Saiyan appeared instantly, fiercely engaging Ye Lang and Fei Gou.

"Boss... what's going on?" Ye Lang and Fei Gou looked at the man in shock as he fought them without a word.

Ye Hao watched, eyes shining with amazement... (To be continued. If you like this story, you're welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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