Accompanied by the sound of splicing parts, a mechanical armor with thick material and exquisite structure covered Dave's whole body.
So, just kill everyone here.
Dave thought this as he felt his strength multiplying.
Although the mysterious Mr. Y said that all he had to do was kill the woman named Deep Blue, but if he had the ability, why would he be satisfied with this?
Yes, that’s right, that’s what it has to be!
There is no high-sounding reason, just because I can do it!
The so-called human beings are like this. As long as you pick up a hammer in your hand, everything will look like a nail. Morality, conscience, laws... they are all just bullshit. They are just excuses used to cover up one's own incompetence when one is incompetent.
Why do children tear off the wings of dragonflies and crush ants on the roadside in vain?
No reason, just because they can, that's all.
And once power is gained, the indescribable anger originating from the depths of the soul will immediately appear.
Just like myself now.
At this moment, Dave wanted to destroy, smash, cut, chop, and tear...
Everything within sight, within reach of thoughts, should be shattered into powder that cannot be destroyed any further.
It wasn't until then that he was able to stop.
Since I have the power now, I should do it.
Getting up, Dave casually smashed the imitation marble square table in front of him, and then scratched the surrounding walls with the ceramic claw blade that popped out from the wrist guard, destroying all the valuable decorations around him.
not enough……
Feeling the blood vessels beating on his temples, and breathing gradually heavier, he had decided to turn the nameless anger in his heart into an apparent humanitarian disaster.
Ah, it's already here.
The thermal imager of the exoskeleton armor had already allowed him to see a tall, strong man slowly walking to the door.
What a coincidence.
Clenching his fist, the armor part on his right arm transformed into a giant power glove.
Gathering energy, he opened a small booster at his elbow.
Under the helmet, Dave gritted his teeth with an angry look on his face.
It's just...it's strange. If that's the case, why did you have to live so carefully in the past?
This was the last thought that ran through Dave's mind before he was completely consumed by anger.
…………
With a loud bang, everyone in the bar turned their attention to the conversation room.
The reinforced door of Session Room 021, carrying Blake along with it, flew out like a cannonball and hit the opposite wall hard.
The display device on the wall instantly shattered to the ground. Blake's hands and feet, which were caught between the wall and the door, twitched violently for a while, and then immediately stopped moving.
I don’t know if I am alive or dead.
However, no one in the bar at this moment, except for his sister White, had the intention to care about Blake's life or death at this moment.
Because a man covered in bronze armor slowly walked out of the previous conversation room.
The man seemed to be about two meters tall. On his left shoulder was a small rail gun emitting a faint blue light, and his right arm was like a gorilla's arm, which was a bit larger than that of an ordinary person.
The armor on his chest kept deforming, covering a black box that kept flashing red light under the armor.
"White..."
After realizing what happened, Shen Lan stretched out his arm and stopped White next to him.
"Don't be stupid, the security center's task force will be here soon."
Listening to the heavy breathing behind her, she whispered softly with barely moving her lips.
Even a fool can easily see that the guy in front of them is not an opponent they can deal with - the opponent is obviously wearing battlefield-level individual equipment.
With White's genetic enhancement that usually dealt with troublesome gangsters, he had no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.
Fortunately, she had already spoken to the person in charge of the security center on the phone before. It only took a minute or two for reinforcements to arrive immediately.
Shenlan planned this, planning to say some nonsense to delay time.
However, although her idea was very reasonable, the reality was not at all what she wanted.
As soon as Shenlan finished speaking, the sound behind her was the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
She turned her head and planned to continue to dissuade him, but she never thought that it was not White who had just drawn the knife, but Liao Qi who had woken up at some point.
At this moment, Liao Qi gently covered White's hand that was about to draw the sword with one hand. The latter glared at him at this moment, but even if she tried her best, she could not pull out the knife in her hand.
Liao Qi's other hand was holding his own knife, and he pulled it behind him to cut off the data cable connected to the brain-computer interface that affected his actions. Only a short piece of thread was left dangling on the back of his head, like a small braid.
"The armor on his body looks familiar to me. If it's really what I imagined, ten of you wouldn't be enough to kill him in half a minute."
Turning the knife back in front of him, Liao Qi said to White.
After saying that, he turned to look at Shen Lan and continued:
"Besides, I guess the task force you are waiting for will not arrive in time."
"Varied……"
Before Shenlan finished speaking, Liao Qi in front of her instantly turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
With a "click" sound, Liao Qi swung his sword with both hands and accurately blocked the powerful punch from the armored man.
His blade was embedded in the power glove, breaking several of the opponent's fingers and shooting out a few wisps of electric sparks. But he himself was pushed back several steps by the opponent's huge force, and his mouth burst open.
Originally, Liao Qi could easily dodge this power punch. But in order to protect Shen Lan behind him, he had no choice but to rush forward and catch it with his sword.
"And the other party doesn't intend to have any communication with you... So, why are you still staying here? Get out first!"
After blocking the opponent, he said to the person behind him without looking back.
"how about you?"
Shenlan stood up immediately after hearing the words and asked immediately.
"Since I get the maximum salary from you, I have to fulfill my job content."
As he spoke, Liao Qi grinned, revealing his white teeth.
"But we have to agree first. I won't even compensate you for anything you break."
After saying that, he drew his knife and blocked the opponent's punch again.
Feeling the strong wind blowing through her hair, Shenlan planned to say something, but Liao Qi kicked the armored man five or six meters away, then took a breath and said:
"Let's go, I can't do anything with you here."
After saying that, he lowered the knife and moved his finger to the high-frequency switch on the handle of the knife.
At the same time, Ye Qian, who was in Tartarus, finally received the information fed back to him by the puppet circuit.
Even after reaching the level of Depth 4, the adjuster walking on the path of Theseus still cannot perfectly control his "puppet" in real time.
In terms of performance, the adjuster controls the puppet just like an octopus controls its tentacles - each tentacle of the octopus is a relatively independent existence, and the main body can give them some instructions: pick up this, pick up that, kill It...but the specific methods that the other party will take when executing the instructions are beyond the control of the subject.
This is why the Path of Theseus has very high requirements for the quality of the puppet itself and needs to be carefully selected.
If you give an instruction to a puppet with an intelligence of 60 points to pass the company selection exam within three days, the puppet will not be able to do it no matter how hard he tries.
If you want to complete some more specific instructions, you must either completely seal the other party's mind first, and then clumsily control the other party's body like a puppeteer holding strings; or, through detailed emotional control like hypnosis in the early stage, Make the other party completely obey your own words.
Since those refined "puppet" are like this, let alone "disposable products" that are simply implanted with a puppet circuit.
In most cases, those disposable items are infused with strong emotions such as "anger" and "fear", which will fill the opponent's bloodthirsty and violent nature.
After they fell into a state of complete violence, the information that the other party could feed back through the puppet circuit became intermittent.
That guy Dave, about half a minute after starting up, Ye Qian received the first intelligence feedback.
It was intermittent, blurry visual images, and pain from the fingers of the right fist...
And endless anger.
Randomly erasing the anger and pain, Ye Qian focused on the intermittent visual images.
The adjustment plug-in in the brain decoded it immediately, and after a period of changes, the pictures gradually became clear.
Knife, super fast reaction speed, provocative expression...
Um? That Shen Lan actually had an adjuster bodyguard accompanying him?
Ye Qian muttered, waiting for the bodyguard's appearance to be decoded more clearly, and then...
The moment he saw that person's appearance, Ye Qian was stunned.
Isn't this the punk boy who ruined one of his plans at Chiron House before? What does it seem like to be called Liao?
Why is it him again?
Before he could feel any emotions, Ye Qian received an encrypted emergency message in his private communication channel. The content was very brief.
[Xuanyan-27, died due to combat compartment malfunction]
(End of chapter)
