Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 584 - 0: The Evil Black Rose_1

In a secret chamber within mysterious ancient ruins in Europe, many bizarre machines were running perfectly, emitting all sorts of light.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP... An interference wave is disrupting the controller... BEEP, BEEP, BEEP...

A machine the size of a cabinet suddenly began blaring an alarm, repeating the message incessantly.

"What? Which controller is being affected?" a red-haired man with a grim expression leaped from his seat, demanding in confusion.

"A110," the machine responded in a clear voice.

Evidently, this was the main base of the Black Bell Assassin Organization. They monitored all the brain-implanted controllers from here, and now, they had detected an anomaly.

"A110? That’s a beauty from China. Could she be planning to betray the organization?" The redhead’s face twisted into an icy, sinister smile. "So she’s trying to remove the controller using interference waves? Initiate the self-destruct sequence immediately."

"Reporting to Master, due to the interference, the controller’s operational speed has slowed. Initiating the explosion will take approximately ten seconds," the smart brain responded.

"Ten seconds? Do it now, quickly!" the redhead commanded sternly.

A chilling, murderous aura erupted from him, followed by a Heaven-Destroying, Earth-Extinguishing presence that surged forth, completely filling the underground base.

"Yes, Master," the smart brain replied.

"Jefferson, what’s happening?"

A blonde woman wearing a golden mask appeared in the secret chamber like a ghost. It was impossible to tell how she had arrived; she was simply enigmatic. She appeared to be of mixed race and no older than thirty. Her aura, however, was so terrifying it could make Heaven and Earth tremble. Clearly, she was a frightfully powerful master.

"Greetings, Master. We’ve detected another..." Jefferson quickly briefed her on the situation.

"An interference wave? The audacity!" the woman in the Golden Mask roared. "To think another traitor has appeared. Show no mercy!"

"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! The controller has been removed from the subject’s head. The explosion was delayed by a fraction of a second and failed to terminate A110," the smart brain reported again.

"Excellent. After so many years, a truly capable traitor has finally appeared, one who can use technology to remove the controller from her brain," the woman in the Golden Mask sneered. "Contact the Enforcement Team immediately. Exterminate her entire family, and then completely eliminate A110..."

"Reporting to Master, this situation is unique. It might involve two special individuals: Divine Doctor Zhang Bin and King of Gamblers Zhang Bin," Jefferson reported. "It’s possible our client was being tailed by Zhang Bin. He then killed our contact, infiltrated the secret chamber, and captured A110, who subsequently betrayed us. Divine Doctor Zhang Bin is also a Superpower User capable of interfering with the controller, and he possesses miraculous medical skills. That must be how he removed it. What are your instructions?"

"Divine Doctor Zhang Bin? Excellent. Dispatch the Gold Medal Assassins. Eliminate him and acquire his elixir formulas." The masked woman approached the smart brain and gave the icy command.

The smart brain responded respectfully, "Yes, Master. The command has been issued."

For some reason, the woman in the Golden Mask grew excited. She strode over and straddled Jefferson, beginning to unbuckle his belt. Jefferson immediately began to pant, his face turning crimson as his eyes burned with a fervent light.

Soon, they were entwined. However, from beginning to end, the woman in the Golden Mask took the initiative, as if she were the man.

Afterward, the woman in the Golden Mask coldly asked, "Jefferson, how is your Cultivation progressing?"

"Reporting to Master, I am a hair’s breadth from the Mid Nascent Soul stage, and both of my Special Abilities have broken through to SSS-level," Jefferson answered respectfully.

"You worthless fool! Progressing so slowly and wasting so much merit," the woman in the Golden Mask scolded.

"Master, you are a genius of unrivaled talent; it’s only natural that you progress swiftly. My aptitude pales in comparison to yours, so my progress is naturally slower," Jefferson said with a fawning expression.

If Zhang Bin were to overhear their conversation, his heart would pound with terror. He would never again dare to speak of destroying the Black Bell Organization. After all, even Jefferson was no weaker than Zhou Tianyu, let alone the far more powerful woman in the Golden Mask. For years, these terrifying individuals had accumulated wealth through their Assassin Organization, exchanging vast fortunes for merit. Their progress in Cultivation was naturally frighteningly fast. It was clear they had perfected the art of deceiving the heavens.

"Once you break through to the Mid Nascent Soul stage, I will pass on the next two levels of the Cultivation Technique. You will gain a long life and might even achieve Ascension to the Immortal Realm with me," the woman in the Golden Mask said faintly.

"Thank you, Master!" Overcome with excitement, Jefferson knelt and began licking the toes of the woman in the Golden Mask like a dog.

A closer look revealed Jefferson’s face was a mask of pure obsession, his eyes brimming with fervent desire. It was as if his infatuation with the woman in the Golden Mask knew no bounds; he would sacrifice anything for her, including his own life.

The woman in the Golden Mask made a pleased sound, but an eerie light flashed in her eyes. Her charm instantly increased manifold. Her translucent skin emitted a faint glow, and a strange, intoxicating fragrance wafted from her body.

Jefferson was completely mesmerized, and he grew much bolder. He swept her up in his arms and dashed into a room, tumbling onto a luxurious bed. Then he put his tongue to work with extraordinary skill, serving and attending to the woman in the Golden Mask.

As he carefully removed her clothes, an unbelievably perfect body was revealed—a truly devilish figure. On her lower abdomen was a mysterious tattoo: a black bell that emitted an evil aura. It also resembled a black rose, releasing a seductive light. The room filled with black mist, as if a demon had been born into the world.

A wanton cackle rang out, a sound that would stir the heart and sway the mind of any who heard it. Jefferson once again let out a series of heavy pants.

After a while, Jefferson staggered out, leaning against the wall for support. Another man, just as robust as Jefferson, walked in from outside, and once more, the sounds that could make one’s cheeks flush and heart race began anew...

As soon as Jefferson emerged, he sat down cross-legged and consumed a special Elixir. He began to cultivate earnestly, replenishing the True Qi that the woman in the Golden Mask had devoured.

Cultivating for my Master, providing True Qi for her, is my honor. My Master is such a beautiful goddess! Jefferson screamed with infatuation in his heart, his face a picture of pure bliss.