Chapter 21 On Suppression

"Indeed, they didn't just happen to be passing by."

After witnessing Calvados's entire operation, the two who had "left" reappeared in the same spot as the air rippled.

Miao looked up at the ceiling, somewhat speechless. Why was she playing this detective game with this kid? And those big shots in the Wings were also eager to try it out.

Especially the supervisor here, when he heard that strangers were loitering around, he first wondered what was so special about his run-down place that would attract people.

This guy popped out from the group of employees, whispered something to the supervisor, and the two hit it off immediately, even including himself.

Dazai Osamu, who had just been calm, looked at the elevator that had entered the underground and seemed to see a bright future beckoning to him. One more employee meant one more burden to bear. In his eyes, Calvados was simply shining.

Calvados, who was exploring little by little, was secretly alarmed as the area he passed through expanded. The underground facilities here could be described as intricate and complex, like a large net.

The scale and commotion during the construction of this place must have been considerable, yet the organization's base, located not far away, found nothing unusual.

He thought to himself that he needed to report back, while secretly becoming more vigilant, as an underground base of this size couldn't possibly be without security forces.

There was no one there, not a single person.

Only the pale light overhead illuminated Calvados as he moved forward alone, and he seemed to have entered a completely new area. It was no longer a simple corridor; now, there was a thick hatch every so often on the wall.

Like a sealed ship's cabin door, the iron door had no windows for anyone to peek through, as if it were meant to keep out some terrifying substance or creature...

Thinking of this, Calvados recalled the "beast" the boy had mentioned. Could there actually be some kind of large animal being kept here?

He touched the gun in his hand, pressed his ear against a door, and listened carefully to the sounds inside.

Heavy breathing could be heard coming from inside. Was it really some kind of wild beast?

Calvados continued listening to the sounds inside.

The "beast" inside seemed to know someone was outside the door, and its noise grew louder. Calvados, hearing the increasingly loud noise, immediately left the door.

If this door is all show and no substance, his head will be in serious trouble.

In the monitoring room, the black-haired youth also felt that something was wrong. How did this person end up at "Nothing to My Name"?

The "cute little dog" was getting restless in the containment room. The young man stared in astonishment as the numbers on the reverse kabbalah counter above the containment room jumped.

Oh no, we're doomed.

The thick iron door was torn open from the inside as if it were a sheet of paper, and a terrifying-looking monster slowly walked out of the room.

A square head is topped with a blue human arm, and the fingers on it are more like the claws of a wild beast, with a glint of light from their sharpness.

With four distorted eyes on its face, Calvados looked at the twisted "creature" and felt a tightness in his throat, a huge feeling of nausea making him want to vomit.

He knew he should fire at this moment, but his fingers were already spasming together due to immense fear.

He could feel his limbs trembling involuntarily, as a tidal wave of despair overwhelmed him.

Unbeknownst to him, the supervisor observing everything through the screen was also desperate, thinking, "You think you can play games? You think you can play games? You've messed up now."

The young man, who had been slumped in his chair, looked at Calvados, whose words seemed to convey a sense of bewilderment, and slowly sat up.

This doesn't make sense, does it? A dog that isn't wearing human skin wouldn't deduct an employee's mental energy, right? Why did he panic?

On the monitor screen, the chibi-style image of Calvados's face contorted into a ferocious expression as he held a small pistol, attempting to attack the seemingly worthless.

The door to the monitoring room was opened from the outside, and the blue-haired secretary led Dazai Osamu and Miao in.

The three of them clearly saw Calvados's actions on the giant screen. Instead of shooting at the anomalous entity like civilians, he threw the entire pistol out like a dart.

Has he completely gone mad?

Miao stared at Calvados on the monitor, bewildered, and asked in surprise.

Calvados demonstrated through his actions that although he had lost his mind, he still knew the basics of using weapons.

He pulled out another pistol and fired at the monster that was gradually approaching him.

So, is he the type who suffers from courage phobia?

The young man observed this uninvited guest. Almost instantly, he ran out of bullets. The chibi-style figure threw down the gun and pulled out a new one.

Wow! How many weapons is this guy carrying?

The youthful voice came from a young black mud spirit who forgot his fatigue when he was having fun.

"Have you figured out how to suppress 'Nothing', supervisor?"

Oh dear, I'm suddenly drenched in sweat.

Ordinary bullets wouldn't even scratch Wuwu's body, not even drawing a drop of blood. Calvados's mind went blank. All he knew was that killing this monster would allow him to survive.

"You're so annoying! Go to hell!"

The cognitive filter was worried that supervisors might not be able to hear their employees clearly, so it thoughtfully added subtitles for supervisors in the video.

Looking at these incredibly familiar words, the supervisor couldn't help but marvel at the abundance of talent in this world.

This wild employee actually has a courage level of four, but his mental strength is pitifully low. He panics when faced with nothing but emptiness and no human skin.

Then he thought of Dazai Osamu, who had a mental EX. The supervisor stroked his chin and pondered an important matter. Could it be that everyone in this world is a one-sided genius?

No, no, no, it's probably because they're professionals. The two people loitering nearby this time don't seem like ordinary people. They give X the feeling of being special agents?

Could it be that someone from the Seven Association infiltrated this place? This isn't the city.

Feeling the gaze of the Lobotomy Corporation executive on him, Miao immediately said:

"There are only six rabbits left. I don't think we can handle this on our own."

Rabbits can only be deployed once a day. The supervisor has already used them today. Moreover, even if the contract is changed temporarily, the rabbits that are not replenished will not be of much use. The maximum number of rabbits is thirty-two.

On the screen, Nothingness had begun to form a cocoon, and He was about to enter the next stage. To X's surprise, Calvados was still breathing. He had used up all his ammunition and was attacking the scarlet flesh cocoon made of flesh and blood in front of him with a dagger.

There's no other way. Let's call the staff on duty below. Luckily, the one who escaped had nothing. Dog is considered easy to deal with among the A-level anomalies. If it were one of the other dads...

The young man began directing employees through the control panel in the monitoring room, while speaking:

"Dazai-kun".

One of the kids who was suddenly called out for entertainment shuddered.

"Since it was your suggestion, why don't you go and see it for yourself with that gentleman?"

"Besides, you also know your partner this time."

The boy, who had been stuffed with a pink outfit by his secretary, turned green with rage. He tried to explain, but the young man didn't give him a chance to speak.

He had already begun giving instructions to the transferred employees through the microphone, and Kingsley, an employee of Paradise Lost dressed in his White Night buff, had to begin his night shift.

When the facility contained the anomaly named White Night, the EGO armor extracted from it achieved an astonishing 0.2 in all resistances, making it arguably the best choice for tanking damage when fighting dogs.

The EGO armor given to Dazai Osamu is a pink magical girl outfit similar to Mia's, from the Queen of Hatred, in the name of love and hate.

Dazai Osamu, who was originally severely unbalanced in his studies, would not have been able to wear this uniform, but the supervisor was surprised to find that after a day's work, he had leveled up.

He could heal Kingsley while attacking, although the main method of healing was still the HP bullets fired by the supervisor.

Forced into the task, Dazai Osamu had no choice but to put on that light, flowing dress and stand at a distance at the end of the corridor, occasionally firing mysterious beams of light at Kingsley, who was being suppressed, with his star-shaped staff.

Surprisingly, once he held the staff in his hand, Dazai Osamu automatically knew how to use it.

And, as expected, his special abilities had no effect on these strange creations.

Kingsley was radiant after being freed from his work in the archives. He held a serpent staff taller than a man, its appearance extremely exaggerated and full of religious significance.

Another employee hurried past Dazai Osamu, carrying a large sword. He wasn't on duty tonight; he had been called up to work overtime.

The supervisor didn't want to either, but Bo Ming, the God of War, was like a brick; he had to go wherever he was needed.

This is a limited-time return of the cabbage set. He replaced the Justice Arbiter he had been using with the Thin Dark set, which has a stronger attack.

While the white-haired boy, who was not much taller than Dazai Osamu, was focused on attacking Kingsley, Wuwu lay in the back and unleashed a barrage of attacks. In no time, he sent the three-form Wuwu, who had become a tall, crimson humanoid, back to the containment chamber.

Calvados's mental energy was restored by the random healing effect of Dazai Osamu's staff, stopping his futile attacks. However, he was caught in the area-of-effect attack of Paradise Lost and was barely alive. If it weren't for Dazai Osamu's healing, he would have been dead long ago.

After the crackdown ended, Kingsley looked at Dazai Osamu, who was standing far away and dressed in pink, and whistled with amusement. How did he turn into a little girl after work? He was actually quite cute.

Dazai Osamu looked at this familiar face with a sense of utter despair, while the man himself seemed to brighten up, his hair no longer the messy mess it was yesterday.

Kingsley displayed the composure of a seasoned employee; like a rogue, he grabbed the unhappy child and asked:

How are you feeling about work?

Bai Cai nudged the dying Calvados and looked up at the monitor:

"Supervisor, what should we do with this person?"

A note from the author:

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