Chapter 116 About Accidentally Entering the Hatchery
Dazai Osamu, unaware that he was about to be remotely called by his supervisor, was taking care of a child, or rather, the child was taking care of him.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa is writing some observation diaries, and the subject of his observation is Mr. Dazai, who is standing in front of him.
However, under Liangxiu's influence, he clearly deviated from normal children in some ways, which was specifically reflected in his writing.
Dazai Osamu was playing a game with Gin when Akutagawa became increasingly horrified by what he saw.
After one of his subordinates made a mistake, this gaming genius fell into a trap and was immediately declared game over.
Gin Akutagawa gripped the game controller in his hand, stunned for a moment. Something wasn't right!
She hadn't even started to exert her strength, so why did Mr. Dazai collapse in a strange place first?
Dazai Osamu, feeling goosebumps from being stared at, turned to look at the source of the gaze, his amber eyes meeting those of sparkling black eyes.
The owner of the dark-eyed man had perfected the art of separating hand and eye; while staring at him, his hands were constantly moving, rapidly writing something in a notebook.
Whether it was Dazai Osamu's imagination or not, he felt that the notebook held in Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hand was emanating a dangerous aura.
This seems to be a bad sign.
The boy with black and white gradient hair also noticed Dazai Osamu's gaze, smiled at him, and continued to write something quickly with his pen.
The girl with long black hair put down the game controller, looked at Dazai Osamu with some confusion, and asked curiously:
"What's wrong, Mr. Dazai?"
She saw no problem with Ryunosuke Akutagawa's strange behavior; wasn't that perfectly normal?
Her brother didn't suddenly say anything as simple as Ms. Ryoshu, so why did Mr. Dazai react this way?
Dazai Osamu looked at this and then at that, and suddenly began to doubt himself. Could it be that something was really wrong with him?
Is he not in Lobotomy Corporation's underground facilities? Shouldn't he be on the surface now?
Why does he still have the illusion of facing those crazy colleagues?
Just when he was questioning his life, the communication from X seemed so lovely, even though the communication from his supervisor was usually something like overtime notices.
But now, he would rather go back to work.
Manager! The Akutagawa siblings have been spoiled by Ms. Yoshihide!!
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Gogol poked Dostoevsky's body, which had landed at the secret outpost, leaving a small dent in his pale, fleshless cheek.
Unlike its seemingly sickly owner, the demon's face was very resilient; the small dent disappeared when the clown removed his fingertips.
"So slow... Where did they go? And Tuosi-jun hasn't come back either..."
The clown poked at it a few times before losing interest and moving his hand away.
He can't just leave himself here...
The utterly bored clown paced back and forth in the small room, sighing occasionally.
Finally, this magician, who was so bored he was about to meet his maker, made a bold decision: since Dostoevsky couldn't live without people, why didn't he just take Dostoevsky with him?
The demon trapped in his own supernatural body had no idea what a huge mess his friend had made behind his back.
The main reason was that he didn't expect that he couldn't log out, thus achieving a second backstabbing by his own superpower.
The Joker, along with his friends, followed the clues of the "Crime and Punishment" duo to Japan.
He simply abandoned his destination and spread rumors, as his previous acquisition of the Golden Branch was an unexpected bonus from spreading rumors.
What's more, he can bring his friends along on this adventure!
And so, a civet cat, carrying the shell of a Dolce & Gabbana, embarked on a path of no return.
He got stuck right at the moment the rabbits activated the hatchery and removed the spatial blockade, and ended up inside R Company's branch.
To be more precise, he got stuck in a rabbit's hatchery and, as soon as he landed, witnessed thousands of rabbits with the same face fighting each other.
"Wow, the Joker never expected to see this."
The white-haired magician, who was hit by a severed limb as soon as he landed, fell silent after a moment of surprise.
What kind of place is this?
This was a vast space, and as far as the eye could see, apart from him and the still unaware Dostoevsky, all the living things here had the same face.
Judging from Gogol's discerning eye as a magician, all these people had the same physical parameters, which meant... were they all clones?
The owner here really has some low-class, perverse tastes.
No matter how far one's thoughts may leap, a magician born and raised in this world could never have imagined it.
This is simply a normal daily necessity for the mercenaries of Company R; it's not a matter of the rich man's perverse tastes.
This is simply to select the strongest among these individuals, nothing more.
People had already noticed the two who seemed out of place among them, and more and more clones gathered around. Gogol bowed to them as a farewell.
He didn't want to get involved; he and Dostoevsky were leaving.
The white-haired magician suddenly flung his cloak away, and the rabbit warily eyed the strange stranger.
In the end, he merely fanned his cloak, and nothing happened; the wind he stirred up wasn't even that strong. The assessment was that it was nothing, not even as good as a fan.
The clown looked at the rabbits still surrounding him, and at the look of utter disbelief on their faces, and scratched his head in confusion. What was going on?
However... if it fails at long distances, it should work at close range, right?
He activated his supernatural ability again, intending to teleport to a place further away from the center of the crowd.
Good news, the teleportation was successful. Bad news, only he succeeded; Tuosijun didn't come along.
Dostoevsky!!
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"Eh, has Mr. Sonia been subjected to supernatural powers?"
After leaving the Akutagawa siblings, Dazai Osamu looked at the newly hired white-haired man in front of him and spoke in a strange tone.
"However, supervisor, I need to have direct contact with someone before I can activate my special ability."
The implication is that if someone uses remote abilities, "No Longer Human" might go on strike.
"Give it a try. The main thing is to eliminate any interference from supernatural abilities. If that still doesn't work..."
Right after get off work, I took Sonia to find Bai Ye and decided to make things clear face to face.
X tucked a strand of long white hair that was obscuring her vision behind her ear, glanced at the monitor screen, and saw that the work results were consistently coming out in the white night.
It remains to be seen whether Bai Ye, who dislikes Adam, can coexist peacefully with herself, who is disguised as Adam.
With the supervisor's words in hand, Dazai Osamu looked at Sonia's purple eyes and felt that her expression was somewhat familiar, so he grabbed her hand.
After all, the being named Sonia was wearing a mimicry suit, and those skin-like materials clung tightly to him, making it impossible for him to even grasp his wrist.
Unfortunately, Gogol's rescue failed, the shell left behind by Dostoevsky was killed by a rabbit, and after being interfered with by "No Longer Human," the logout button finally worked.
Although he was resurrected in someone else's body, at least he came out of that strange place.
No, for the first time, the meticulously counted mice experienced headaches, foot pains, and pains all over their bodies.
What kind of place is this?!
Even the rabbits that were tearing at each other were startled; it was haunted!
Another "self" performed a miraculous transformation right in front of me; the withered grass, which had little chewiness, was eaten by "myself," and at the same time, "myself" turned into that grass!
He was a rather cautious individual; he kept an eye on the other side while simultaneously battling with himself.
Then, the second, the third, every single one of them who killed that purple-eyed man became him.
Gradually, the rabbits stopped biting each other; it was no longer a question of whether or not to hatch.
this……
"Has this already broken a taboo?"
The quick-tongued rabbit has already spoken his mind: "Yes, isn't this a perfect, costless resurrection?"
"Is the leader coming?" Rabbit Number Two asked.
"Don't be silly, this isn't a city, where would a leader come from?" Rabbit No. 3 scoffed.
The mice that kept reappearing on the rabbit remembered their words.
Gogol was stunned. He had wanted to burst into tears, but could someone tell him why Dostoevsky could keep coming back to life? Was this the true purpose of his superpower?
The anomalies at the hatchery belonging to a rabbit named Griffin also drew attention.
The loudspeaker blared:
"Why did you stop?"
The Griffins looked at each other, then chose the one who seemed the smartest to speak to the commander on their behalf.
Miao hasn't returned yet; she's still at Lobotomy Corporation, so the selection of the rabbits is naturally left to the highest-ranking officer there.
"Commander, there are outsiders here."
The walkie-talkie representing the ultimate victor was thrown to him by the other Griffins so he could speak with the commander.
The closed door in the distance slowly opened, and a new batch of rabbits, who had completed the selection process, pointed their guns at the inside.
Nikolai's choice was simple: since this batch of Griffins had gone wrong, they would just hatch a new batch, since they had no shortage of energy and time.
"Commander! Don't fire!!"
Griffin's words were obviously not as fast as bullets, but fortunately it was Rabbit who fired the gun, watching as the man with purple eyes rapidly turned into his companion.
Griffin remained silent; it seemed some unlucky creatures were going to have to hatch again along with him.
Because of the precedent set by that unknown rabbit, the resurrected Dostoevsky was brought to the ground, a task personally undertaken by Nikolai.
If she were to hand it over to a rabbit, she couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be another rabbit to be selected from scratch.
These battle maniacs might not be able to control their bloodlust, and while they're holding them down, they might just tear their heads off.
"Commander, there's one more inside." With nothing else to do and having taken his medicine properly, the reindeer captain was in good spirits. He had come with the commander to watch the excitement.
Not just him, all the reindeer were quite idle, after all, Lobotomy Corporation only accepts rabbits into its facilities.
Seeing that the group's attention was focused on him, the clown smiled. He could feel the door opening.
The space that had just been confined is now movable again, and he can teleport away directly.
The rat, pinned to the ground, glanced at Gogol from afar. He naturally understood Dostoevsky's meaning, and with a flick of his cloak, prepared to teleport away.
He even tried to move Dostoevsky, who was pinned to the ground, from below after he left, showing great compassion, but unfortunately, he was caught in the instant he disappeared.
The spatial blockade has been reactivated to ensure that no more variables can escape.
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Author's Note: Civet Cat: Doss! [bursting into tears] Wait, how did you come back to life? Eh, you died again, [bursting into tears] Wait, how did you come back to life?
Kind Russian rice ball: Thank you.
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