Abnormal Population Control Bureau

"Operator, hello. If you are hearing this broadcast, it means the erosion has already begun, and we have started to be forgotten by the world."

"If the erosion goes too deep and c...

Chapter 133 Secret

As 659 said, he killed all the guests at the table—without any fancy moves or techniques, he simply snapped his fingers, and one by one they exploded into a bloody mess, a scene as spectacular as a movie.

Then, as if he had thought of something interesting, he stood up, holding his wine, and leaned over to talk to Gikonno, placing his hand on her shoulder. At the dinner table, which had transformed from elegance to bloodshed, his actions were so simple, decisive, inhuman, and utterly without room for repentance.

The conversation was in a low voice, and He Yu couldn't hear what he was saying, but she could feel someone tremble slightly. The movement was very subtle. 659 was still talking, but after she finished listening, she only trembled more violently.

He watched the two interact with an amused yet icy expression, his purpose unknown.

"Come here, this is your new master, named He Yu. Now you need to take off..."

"Have you fucking had enough fun yet?"

He stared at 659, who smiled at him with interest.

He looked so arrogant, yet he still had the coldness of a nobleman, very casual and full of wicked humor. He smoothed Gikono's hair and finally came back.

Outside the inner hall, the newly arrived guests had already noticed the different style of this place, but none of them were willing to interfere. They simply continued to chat and receive service, each maintaining elegant manners and exuding a refined and cultured air that they had learned from who-knows-where.

659 looked around and saw that everyone was doing what they were doing.

Then, he walked over to He Yu, nervously patted the iron shield that held his head in place, and said, "It's rare for me to come home, it would be a disservice to these idiots if I didn't make a big show of it, don't you think?"

He Yu took a deep breath, glanced at him, and told himself to stay calm.

"Are you alright?" 659 asked with a grin.

“I’m not doing well.” He looked away, staring at the mangled chunks of flesh for a few seconds. “But it won’t last long. After that, I’ll be very, very good—”

His eyes reflected the mirror-like waters in front of the mansion, where a group of people were throwing pets into it. He witnessed it all, his expression both calm and frantic.

Their lives were utterly twisted here; all resistance became a role-playing game, a outlet for people's pent-up emotions, a source of rampant indulgence. Until they were burned to ashes, leaving nothing behind, their remains were flushed down the drain. Sometimes it was even worse; they were resurrected and the manipulation continued, trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation.

Do you know why you can't move?

659 pushed the wheelchair and slowly walked out. There were scenes of intercourse and torture everywhere on the road, creating an atmosphere of absurd revelry.

For the second wave layer, this represents the activity rate of the natives, but for those projected things, especially humans... it's just a deadly farce. But given that they have to live in such a carnival city, they can't resist it; exaggerated role-playing is everything.

“You’re not quite dead yet, and Joseph sent you in, so there’s a rejection reaction. Of course—he didn’t know you’d end up in this godforsaken place. As I mentioned before, that old codger rejected all his traits because of his strong will.”

"Then, they were admired by some of their own kind. Look... I said a long time ago that we should avoid interacting with humans. After spending too much time with them, they all started to feel a sense of honor. It's really laughable."

After hearing this, He Yu couldn't help but swear.

“If it were an ordinary infected, it would have already been swallowed up by the forbidden substances in the fluctuation layer. They will slowly select, since the flow of time is different. Once they have figured you out, they will send a representative out to devour your characteristics.” 659 continued, turning to look at him.

"In the second wave layer... well, let's just call them monsters. They have a very low opinion of anything, especially infected creatures, and will do everything they can to destroy them."

"If it weren't for me, they would have killed you the moment you arrived—of course, I'm not very popular either, after all, there are just too many things in the real world that I've influenced, regardless of their form of life."

"Before that, these cowards will carry out some crazy planning, such as extra choices. Most likely, after the projection ends, you will also be like that child, changing your gender, or having a few more organs of similar size, and then being fucked to death by a bunch of people."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, then ran to the pool on the side and vomited up everything he had eaten.

A strong smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

“If you ask me, we’re incredibly lucky. We just happened to be sent to the second fluctuation layer.” 659 walked back as if nothing had happened and pushed the wheelchair forward: “The people here are like children. No matter how wild they are at the party, as long as the adults take away the toys and alcohol and give them a few hard slaps, they have to stop for a while no matter how unwilling they are.”

"What exactly is 'fate'?" He Yu felt an unbearable headache. What a mess! Damn it, can't it be simpler? For example, it would be as clear as killing and being killed.

"This is really hard for me to explain to you." 659 clicked his tongue, thought of many technical terms, and finally said: "I can only say it's a movie script. That's right, every life goes to the movie theater after it dies."

“The second fluctuation layer is a transfer station that plays a role in purging. Joseph is now the GM with the authority to process garbage.”

He paused for a while, then reached out and touched He Yu's shoulder.

“‘Fate’ is the script. Every life in this cosmic web, whether you have seen it or not, is recorded in it and has a pre-arranged plot: when to be born, when to die, what to do, and what not to do.”

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