Chapter 49 Humanoid Weapon 16
The people behind seemed to have discovered their position a long time ago, but they were in no hurry to come up, and they would never confront them head-on. They just kept doing things to harass them.
During this period, Sha Jia found the opportunity to track them down, but every time they escaped cunningly before Sha Jia could make a move.
They seemed to know Yan Bei's terrifying destructive power better than anyone else, but if they didn't dare to confront Yan Bei head-on, then what was the point of them continuing to do all this?
Is he stalling for time? After realizing this, Sha Jia felt that he should not waste time on this, and he should take Yan Bei away as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Sha Jia turned to look at Yan Bei who was sitting in the passenger seat. Unexpectedly, a look of irritation appeared on the white-haired young man's face. He himself hadn't noticed it yet, but such an expression on his face was definitely unusual, which made Sha Jia more certain of his guess.
Arnold probably also knew where these people behind him came from.
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The shells fired from behind landed on the ground, leaving large holes.
The shabby car sped through the mountains and forests. Shajia drove the car calmly to avoid the attack from behind.
At this moment, Yan Bei, who was sitting next to him, had a dazed look in his eyes for a moment, and then suddenly grabbed his arm. Shajia was disturbed by him, and the whole vehicle slid to the right, and finally, after hitting a steep rock wall, the engine stalled.
Thick smoke billowed out of the car. Shajia opened the door and rolled out, then put out the small flames on his body on the ground.
He didn't even notice the unknown person who was quickly catching up with him from behind, but immediately rushed to the other side of the car door and dragged out Yan Bei who was stuck in the seat due to the collision.
During the time when they had the accident, the guy who had been following them for so many days finally stopped hiding.
One after another, pure black ghost-like landers surrounded the two.
Sha Jia was vigilantly observing the enemies on all sides, his brain working frantically to think of countermeasures. At this time, Yan Bei pulled him behind him. Sha Jia was stunned for a moment. In that moment, all he could see was Yan Bei's thin back. Although he was far less tall than the enemy, he was able to block the young Sha Jia seriously.
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Yan Bei doesn't know these people very well, but they give Yan Bei a very familiar feeling.
Yan Bei couldn't figure out why he felt familiar, but no matter what, he just had to help Sha Jia deal with all the bad intentions as he did before.
A gust of wind blew up out of nowhere.
A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Yan Bei's mouth, and his internal organs were in excruciating pain. This was the price he paid for using his abilities to the fullest.
He protected Sha Jia behind him. Just as the two sides were confronting each other silently, Yan Bei suddenly felt his strength weakened and found that he could not move.
What's going on?
He was in a trance because of a situation he had never encountered before. He wondered why he couldn't control his body.
At this time, the landers surrounding them on both sides slowly moved to make way, and a lander of extremely dark color stopped in the middle.
The black-clad attendant respectfully opened the door for him.
An old man with white hair and complicated clothes got off the car. He was leaning on a black, smooth, alien skull-shaped cane, and a black alien fur cloak dragged on the ground. The wrinkles on his face looked like a pool of molten magma, and the crown was branded with a dark curse.
A pair of old eyes on the magma moved slowly. He glanced at Sha Jia and then fixed his gaze on Yan Bei's face.
"Come here."
He gave an unquestionable command. As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Bei immediately felt a force driving him towards the man. He tried to resist this force, desperately resisting the feeling of being out of control of his body.
But how can people fight against their own will?
Yan Bei took a step forward, and then he walked towards the old man like a robot that had been successfully turned on.
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Shajia looked at the strange situation around him with a confused look on his face. What was this? Who were they? It was very different from what Shajia had imagined. How come this serious group of guys looked like Arnold's family? How was it possible? Didn't Arnold escape from the laboratory?
He looked at Yan Bei in panic.
The silver-haired man lowered his head. From Shajia's perspective, his entire face was covered by his hair, with only the tip of his snow-white nose showing.
Arnold...
A feeling of fear emerged from Sha Jia's heart, and he reached out to grab Yan Bei, but before he could touch him, Sha Jia walked towards the old man without hesitation.
Sha Jia stared at his back in a daze, his outstretched hand frozen in mid-air. He turned his head stiffly little by little to look at Yan Bei's back, watching him walk quickly to the old man, stand beside him respectfully, then turn around, revealing a face that Sha Jia was very familiar with, but he didn't even look at Sha Jia, staring coldly at the front.
The fear of losing what he had gained was like a storm sweeping through Shajia's heart. His body suddenly didn't seem like his own body, the world before him became white and dazzling, and the sun was shaking in the sky.
The scene became stiff. There were many people standing nearby, but no one cared about Sha Jia. After seeing Yan Bei coming back, the old man prepared to return to the car.
Seeing Yan Bei was about to leave with him, Sha Jia suddenly woke up and shouted, "Wait a minute, who are you——"
Before he could finish, he felt a sudden pain in his back and was knocked to the ground by a stick. At the same time, the people who had surrounded him suddenly came over.
The two people who were preparing to get on the car also stopped and looked at the besieged boy on the ground with indifference.
At this time, Shaka was not yet the general who commanded the three armies many years later. His body was maldeveloped due to long-term lack of nutrition, and he had almost no ability to fight back when facing a group of normal adults, even though these people did not use weapons with great destructive power, but instead used the most primitive and violent weapons against him.
They murdered and silenced people as if they were performing a traditional and elegant musical for the nobility.
The white-haired old man stared coldly at the musical performed for him. At this moment, the silver-haired boy standing next to him began to tremble uncontrollably.
The white-haired old man turned his head and saw that his most important sword was grieving for others at an inappropriate time. His whole body was controlled and he couldn't even move his eyeballs, so he could only watch this tragedy with tears flowing from his eyes that couldn't close.
The white-haired old man sneered contemptuously. He stretched out a slender hand from under his cloak and pinched Yan Bei's chin. The cold voice rang in his ears like a poisonous snake licking his cheek.
"Did you see that? This is what happens when you disobey my orders."
Yan Bei's body was stiff and he couldn't speak.
"Your Majesty, perhaps he is of some other use?" A man's voice sounded in the old man's ears, but he just frowned and then waved away the owner of the unnecessary voice.
"Get lost, idiot! Stop teaching me. You're interested in such inferior materials. Are you planning to take advantage of me again?"
The man standing in the shadows did not dare to retort and quietly retreated to his original position.
I didn't know how much blood had flowed out of my body. I could only feel my brain slowly getting colder and every bone in my body felt as if it was broken.
Is he going to die?
The black-clad men around him gradually dispersed. Shajia fell in the mud, his ears filled with blood and mud, and he could only see a blurry, distorted and deformed world.
The pain slowly left my body.
Shajia shook her fingers and gently closed her eyelids.
"Brother!" A young man's voice pierced the darkness and exploded in Shajia's ears like thunder.
It's Arnold.
Shajia opened his eyes suddenly and tried to keep them open, but his eyes were so swollen as if they were soaked in formaldehyde. Everything in front of him was blurry and he couldn't see clearly where the voice calling him came from.
At this moment, a pair of hands gently touched his face. A soft, gentle and cautious touch appeared on his face, cold but soft.
"Brother...Brother." Yan Bei knelt down and stroked Sha Jia's face while dropping pearls. All around him, the black-clad servants were lying on the ground, except for the old man.
Under his touch, Shaka felt the pain in his body begin to ease a lot. He blinked and could see the scene in front of him much more clearly.
elder brother……?
Although he thought they had this kind of relationship before, this was the first time Arnold called him that.
Sha Jia couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to touch Yan Bei's face, but because he was too weak, he only touched his smooth hair that was hanging down, and his hand dropped because of weakness.
The world went dark.
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In the pure white ward, Shajia suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, the instruments monitoring vital signs around him rang at the same time.
Then, the door of the ward was flung open, and a group of people in white and yellow uniforms rushed in at the same time. They all wanted to be the first to rush in, but they were squeezed and shoved in the door, and in the end no one let anyone in.
Shajia was still lying flat, staring blankly at the ceiling, his mind still not free from the emotions of the dream.
"Get out of my way!"
At this moment, a familiar voice pulled him down from the floating sky to the hospital bed. He couldn't get up for a moment, so he turned his head to look. The crowded crowd stopped moving, and then one by one they were ruthlessly pushed out by a pair of hands.
The door of the ward was suddenly empty, and the owner of the hand revealed his true identity at this time. He was an ordinary young man with a buzz cut. After driving away, he only left Shajia's doctor in the room, and then closed the door mercilessly, blocking out a row of curious heads looking in.
Shajia was helped to sit up. While the doctor examined him, he began to question his adjutant.
"Thank you for your hard work. How have you been lately?"
Shaka's adjutant, the short-haired young man who had driven everyone away, said, "Everything is going according to plan. Although your absence has caused unrest among the soldiers, should we pass on the news that you have awakened?"
"No." After listening to the adjutant's description of the current situation, Shajia thought quickly for a while and then made a new decision, "Don't let the news of my awakening spread. The current situation in the army is good. If possible, the funeral can continue to be arranged."
"Okay, General." The adjutant responded calmly without asking any more questions.
"By the way, Shajia." The young man with a crew cut no longer maintained his serious look. Instead, he took two steps forward and said to Shajia through gritted teeth, "You are not allowed to take risks alone like you did last time, without even leaving a message in advance."
"I didn't..." Sha Jia was stunned for a moment. This accident was really not something he had planned on purpose. However, before he could explain, he was interrupted again by the young man with a crew cut.
"Don't use that excuse that you think you have a blood-locking device to fool us. If you run around without our knowledge again, I can't stop them from breaking your legs."
After saying that, he stood up again and regained his serious look in a second, not disturbing Shajia's rest anymore. He saluted respectfully and left the ward with the doctor.
Looking at the back of his long-time friend leaving, Sha Jia couldn't help laughing for a moment.
After looking for a while, he slowly withdrew his gaze, covered his face with his hands, and slowly bent his back tiredly.
The huge amount of memory that suddenly came back had a great psychological impact on him. Even after waking up, there were still many complicated and heavy emotions lingering in his heart. The farce at the door of the room just now had dispersed a lot of emotions, but now that he suddenly calmed down, his resentment towards fate emerged uncontrollably.
He was clearly doomed, but why did he suddenly wake up? Later, he was fortunately saved by Mr. Clive.
Why didn't he die? The way those people attacked him at that time didn't seem like they would be kind enough to spare his life. However, he woke up again and even possessed unparalleled physical fitness and fighting talent.
He finally knew the memory he had been searching for so long, but now he desperately wanted God to erase this memory from his mind.
Why should I let him know?
The people he fought with all his might, the people he hated, the people he cursed, the people he framed, the people he wanted to kill, the people who put him to death were all his only relatives.
Why?
To tease him like this.
What should he do?
The light in the room gradually dimmed as the owner moved.
The black figure was hunched over, maintaining the same posture for a long time.
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The other side of the empire.
"Doctor, the escaped experiment has been brought back."
"Your Majesty." Seeing the old man surrounded by his servants, the doctor lowered his head in fear.
"Doctor, you won't make this mistake again, will you?" the old man asked, staring at his lowered head.
"Absolutely not, Your Majesty. Unless I die, I will never let him escape from my control again."
After receiving the doctor's reply of guarantee, the old emperor left with satisfaction, leaving only the doctor and the stiffly reacting white-haired experiment subject.
The doctor slowly raised his head long after the sound of the group leaving disappeared.
Looking at the dull and empty experiment in front of him, he took a closer look and muttered to himself, "What's different?"
After looking at it carefully for a while, he suddenly realized, "Where did you lose yours? Did you give it away? Ha, ha, if that's the case, it would be really interesting."
As he was speaking, he suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed in the empty room. However, the only listener just stood there blankly with empty white eyes, unable to respond to him at all.
[End of memories…]
Yan Bei woke up from the bed, looking dazed.
He was not too affected by the original owner's memory. Instead, he calmly weighed what information was revealed in this memory and what parts he could use.
But he did not think for long, because the unlocking of this memory also impacted the parts of the original owner that had been brainwashed countless times before. It was like a flood of memories that hit Yan Bei's brain, making his head hurt so much that it exploded instantly.
Because it was so painful, he fell off the bed. This movement startled the others. Not long after, after a burst of hurried and panicked footsteps, there was a knock on Yan Bei's door.
"Commander? What's wrong with you?" Lance stood at the door and called Yan Bei first. When he got no response, he shouted, "Edward! Open the door for me."
No, he can't be let in. Hearing his smart butler about to open the door, Yan Bei immediately gave Edward new instructions.
We absolutely cannot let that guy come in and see his broken character.
"Edward, close the door and don't let him in."
But the smart butler unexpectedly rejected his order. "No, Lord Commander, based on the violent fluctuations in your body data, you may not be able to give orders soberly now. After my data analysis, I think you need Mr. Lance's help now."
It said, and the door swung open smoothly.
"Commander!" Lance's eyes widened as he saw the situation inside.
In the dim room, a thin man with long silver hair was curled up on the ground, his whole body shaking uncontrollably from the pain. But one of his hands was still desperately reaching forward, as if he was trying to reach for the switch of the smart housekeeper.
Lance rushed in excitedly. He reached out and gently pressed the villain's body. At the same time, he contacted his subordinates in the earphones, "Immediately send Nightingale to my side, now."
No.
Yan Bei still wanted to stop him, but just enduring the pain took all his strength.
"Mr. Lance."
The smart butler silently transformed into a data figure behind him.
Lance didn't turn around, and asked as if it was normal, "What happened just now to cause the commander to suddenly have an attack?"
"I don't know, Mr. Lance. I can't detect it. The commander suddenly woke up from his sleep."
"Can't find anything unusual?"
"Yes, Mr. Lance, I can't find any abnormalities with my function alone. Please help the commander to do a comprehensive examination."
"You don't need to remind me. My people are coming. Open the door for them." Lance listened to the message on the other end of the headset. While replying to the smart butler, he repeated it to Nightingale, "Just come in. Don't worry about anything else."
The door opened again, and in the bright corridor, a group of "nightingales" dressed in black stood against the light.
As soon as he saw the door open, Lance immediately reached out and picked up Yan Bei, and at the same time said to the man and the intelligence, "Edward, open the passage to the medical room, Nightingale, follow."
Yan Bei, who had fainted due to a headache just now, was now somewhat sober. He heard words like hospital and examination in a daze, and subconsciously developed a rebellious mentality. He reached out and grabbed the uniform on Lance's chest, "No, don't go."
"What did you say, Commander?" Lance didn't hear clearly what he said.
Yan Bei was in a trance due to the pain, and he just kept muttering subconsciously, "No, I can't go there, I'll be discovered..."
"Wait a moment, Commander. Don't be anxious. Tell me after the doctor helps you relieve your symptoms." Lance gently comforted the fragile patient and placed him on the examination table.
As the medicine was injected, Yan Bei's body, which had been shaking due to pain, slowly calmed down.
This underground medical room was built by Lance in the past two years under the supervision of the Emperor and Wyatt. He had been planning this as early as when the commander showed the first abnormality.
He had always suspected that the Imperial Laboratory had done something bad to his leader, so he secretly purchased equipment and formed a medical team in order to avoid the Imperial Laboratory and be ready to take over Yan Bei's physical examination and treatment at any time.
But after he had done all this, he found that the hardest part was actually convincing the commander to undergo examination. This sudden and unexplained attack also gave him an opportunity.
In the entire hidden medical room, everyone except Lance was busy in an orderly manner.
After a few hours, they finally found out some results. Someone stopped and came to Lance. Lance also put down the communicator in his hand. Because of the abnormality of the two, Wyatt's test message had been sent, but Lance didn't want to pay attention to him at this time.
"What's the reason?" Lance asked the visitor.
"It's a microchip." said Nightingale.
"Chip? What's it for?"
"I haven't figured it out yet. The energy used by this thing in the leader's brain is very strange and has never been seen before. But it seems that something has affected the chip and caused the patient's headache."
"Can you stop him from feeling pain first?" Lance frowned in pain.
"It should stop once you take it out."
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A very small object was brought to Lance on the tray.
"That's it. Its messaging device seems to have been damaged, so it can't send messages smoothly. Should we intercept its messages?"
"Well, now I want to know who this message is for."
“Found it!”
It turned out to be——the imperial palace.
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“They really did it.”
Looking at Yan Bei, who was pale and unconscious on the hospital bed, Lance crushed the thing in his hand with a cold face.
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After taking out the thing in Yan Bei's brain that had controlled him for many years, Lance installed an identical prop that was enough to conceal the truth.
Obviously, now is not the time to lay everything out. After all, the old monster that has been lingering in the clouds of the empire for more than a hundred years is not so easy to catch.
And Lance was going to make him pay.
With a gloomy face, he sent the message.
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On the other side, Shajia, who was lying on the hospital bed, received an unknown message.
He carefully checked the source of the message and tried to trace back to the sender, but all these methods were useless. In the end, he returned to the message itself.
The message is anonymous, but there is a tiny orchid painted on the corner?
After translating the code in the message, Shajia decided to set off without hesitation.
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Early in the morning, when the adjutant and his team opened Shajia's ward for inspection as usual, he was stunned at the door for a moment. The people behind him didn't know what was going on and kept urging him impatiently not to block the door.
However, the adjutant standing in front did not respond to him directly. He just shook his head and then moved aside a little so that the people behind could see the situation inside clearly.
"That guy ran away again."
"Who ran away?"
The people behind looked into the room in confusion, only to see that the clean white ward was no different from when they left yesterday. Even the flowers on the bedside cabinet had not wilted much.
There was no one there except the bed.
"Ah... what a dare this guy is. He just ran away alone without even saying a word." The admiral who had been handling all matters on Shajia's behalf while she was unconscious was completely furious.
"Yeah... Looks like you have to deal with today's affairs again. Haha." A gloating voice came from the side, but the angry admiral had already turned and walked away.
The adjutant put away his smile, took one last look at the room, and gently closed the door.
In a bunch of yellow flowers in a glass bottle, a small card with a secret contact code was gently spinning in the wind.
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