Chapter 119 Do you know what is in my body? (6K)
Assistant Rob stood in front of the factory director's office holding the documents. He took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door. A low and vague voice came out first: "Come in directly, Rob."
Robo was not surprised by the factory director's proactive reaction and slowly pushed the door open.
The office was dark. Although it was broad daylight, the curtains were drawn.
There was a foul smell in the office. A huge black shadow was crawling in front of the desk, making loud chewing sounds. Robo knew that it was his factory manager, Dak.
"Director." Robbo suppressed the stench, saluted to Dak, closed the door and walked in, "There are new instructions from above."
The huge black shadow stopped moving, and then a pale face rose from below, with blood stains at the corners of his mouth.
"Above?" Dak spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and vague, as if there was something in his mouth that he had not swallowed, "Which above? Is it Bishop Weisen or..."
"It's the Zhuxin Society." Luo Bo replied quickly.
Dak said "Oh", and then said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "In this case, you should be more clear."
"Yes, yes." Robbo wiped the sweat from his forehead without leaving a trace, "But Bishop Weisen has not contacted us for ten years."
"Oh... has it been ten years?" Dak repeated the time, seeming to be somewhat relieved. "It looks like the result is about to be decided... What did the Zhuxin Society say?"
“They’re asking us to continue to increase our capacity this month.”
"Continue to increase production capacity?" Dak raised his eyebrows with some effort. "Why do I remember that this month's production capacity is already 10% higher than last month?"
"Yes." Robbo nodded, "But they said it's not enough and asked us to add more."
"They want us to keep adding more..." Dak muttered, his mind seemed to wander a little, but he quickly recovered and said calmly, "Then let's do as they wish and keep adding more."
As he said this, he was about to lower his head again.
Robbo said quickly: "But our production capacity has reached its limit, and the workers are already working without sleep. If this continues..."
Dak paused as he lowered his head, as if he had grasped the key words: "Worker?"
Then, Rob saw Dake raise his head and look at him with a half-smile: "You actually still regard those things... as human beings?"
Rob choked suddenly.
"Be realistic, Rob." Dak said calmly, "Those creatures that don't need sleep or food and can survive by drinking source oil can no longer be considered human beings. You can treat them as tools, machines, or anything else, but not as human beings. Do you understand?"
Robbo lowered his head and said nothing.
Then, Dake seemed to remember something and patted his head as if he suddenly realized something: "Oh, I almost forgot that your father is among them."
Rob pursed his lips tightly.
"No wonder you have always sympathized with them." Dak made a "gurgling" sound, as if he was laughing. "But unfortunately, Rob, your father... has been integrated into this factory forever. Oh, no, no, no, this should not be a regrettable thing. Your father has always been an excellent employee of this factory. He has always wanted to give everything for this factory, and now, he has succeeded, hasn't he?"
Dark's body squirmed again, as if stretching.
"He has become a part of this factory, helping this factory... no, helping this city move towards a new world. As his son, you should understand him, support him, and help him. As a human, he still had his limits, and couldn't do so many things. But now, he can do much more than when he was alive, you know what I mean... Humans can't [overload], but machines can."
As he spoke, Dark patted Robb's shoulder gently.
Robbo's body trembled slightly.
Because Dak's body was at least three meters away from him, but Dak just patted his shoulder so lightly.
"I... understand." Robo lowered his head again, because he knew he had no choice, "I will do as you wish."
"Very good." Dak nodded with satisfaction, "Your father will be proud of you."
Robb said nothing and was about to leave, but he noticed that Duck's hand had not loosened.
"In fact, I've always thought that you should join us?" Dak stretched out his other hand in front of Robbo.
Robo's eyes widened because he saw that what Dak held in front of him was a gnawed, rotten leg of flesh.
The strong stench and smell of blood almost made Robo vomit.
"You are the only one in the factory who hasn't come to us, right?" Dak's voice rang in Robo's ears. Robo turned his head subconsciously and saw that Dak's face was already beside him, looking at him with a smile, but Dak's body was still on the office chair three meters away. "Whether it's your father, you, or me, we should all move closer to the new era, right? Come on, just take a bite, just one bite will do."
Rob saw the rotten leg of flesh approaching him little by little. He wanted to escape, but was held down tightly by Dak's other hand. He couldn't help but feel despair.
But at this moment, Dak's movements suddenly stopped.
Robbo saw that Dak's face, which was originally full of smiles, gradually turned into surprise, and then from surprise to anger.
"Who!" He yelled, the sound like a wild animal roaring, "Who is destroying my factory!"
Robbo didn't understand what was happening at first, but he soon figured it out.
Because the fire has spread here.
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Ina stood in front of a prosthetics store in District 4 and took out her pocket watch for the third time to check the time.
It was already ten minutes past the meeting time she and Deni had agreed on.
This made her feel a little irritated and...uneasy.
The Devil Army should be the people with the best sense of time in Tianqin. Because of the existence of the emergency device, those who have no sense of time have died. The ticking sound of the pointer is as disturbing to them as the countdown of the emergency device.
Therefore, being late is almost impossible for members of the Devil Corps.
But Deni was late.
Last night, Ina went to assist the Skeleton Corps in finding Gerard's whereabouts, while Deni went to report to his superiors, and then agreed to meet at this time today.
But Deni has not appeared until now.
Just as Ina begins to wonder if something has happened to Deni, she spots a man in a Babel uniform walking towards her.
"Sir Ina."
Ina looked over and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm just an ordinary employee of the Tower of Babel." The other party said politely, "I just came to inform you that Mr. Denis has a new mission and cannot join you. Please return to District 5 on your own."
Even though she had guessed what the other party would say, when she really heard it, Ina still frowned slightly: "He has a new mission? What is it? Why can't he tell me himself."
"I'm sorry, Master Ina, this is confidential."
"Confidential?" Ina looked into the other person's eyes. "You should know the special nature of the Devil's Army. There are only three people who can directly call upon the Devil's Army. Now that Bishop Holman is gone, who asked Deni to carry out the confidential mission? Was it Bishop Babel or Bishop Ethan?"
"I'm sorry I can't answer you." The other party said calmly, "But I can guarantee that all operations are in compliance with the regulations."
"Are they all in compliance? Who made the rules?" Ina continued to ask, "Is it the two bishops I just mentioned, or the one you have been talking about... Lord Yongxin?"
Ina kept looking at the employee's face, trying to read some information from his expression.
But the employee always maintained the same expression and kept repeating in his mouth like a machine, "Sorry, Ms. Ina, I can't answer your question."
This made Ina feel even more uneasy. She could smell a hint of conspiracy, but she had no way to verify it. So after a long silence, she asked, "Do I not need to continue the mission of searching for Gerald?"
"No need." The employee said politely again, "That's the job of the Skeleton Corps. You should return to District 5 as soon as possible and do your job well."
"This is different from what you said yesterday." Ina said coldly.
The employees just smiled.
Just as Ina was thinking about what else she could do, she suddenly caught a glimpse of thick smoke out of the corner of her eye, accompanied by the screams of passers-by.
"Ahhh! There's a fire over there!"
“Really?”
She subconsciously turned her head and saw thick smoke rising in the distance. She was stunned.
"Is that direction... District 5?" She thought for a moment and then quickly came up with the answer, "Original Oil Processing Plant?"
The source oil processing plant caught fire?
Could it be...
The familiar figure quickly flashed through Ina's mind, so she pursed her lips and immediately ran over there.
Only the employee was still standing behind her, smiling formally and muttering, "Please return to District 5 as soon as possible. Please return to District 5 as soon as possible."
Ina looked back at him, but said nothing. She quickly disappeared in the crowd of people who were panicking because of the fire.
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"How could this happen! How could this happen?!"
Dak's roar was deafening.
"Who is destroying my factory!?"
At this moment, the well-organized factory has turned into a red purgatory.
The flames burning everywhere devoured everything.
But the workers are still working. They sit honestly at their workstations and do their tasks meticulously. They will not stop until the flames climb up their bodies and burn them completely to ashes.
"Idiot!" Dak grabbed one of the employees pushing the oil cart and roared into his ear, "It's on fire, get out of here!"
Then he threw him away, but accidentally threw him into the sea of fire.
The flames instantly ignited him, but he seemed not to notice it. He stood up slowly, and then mechanically limped towards the cart, with the fire on his body falling like wax.
Robo did not expect something like this to happen. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, not sure if it was due to the heat or nervousness, and subconsciously wanted to leave. He wanted to see if his father was okay, but before he could take a step, Dak grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and pulled him over.
"Where else are you going to run to?!" Dak yelled at Robb, "This factory is destroyed, none of us can escape! No one can escape! Go contact the security department... No, that's not right."
Dak narrowed his eyes slightly.
The fire had already grown so big, but the security department didn't react much and no one was even seen. This was obviously abnormal.
Something happened.
The fire was clearly not an accident.
Dark's eyes, which were almost invisible due to the accumulation of fat, moved rapidly, and then he gradually thought of something, and shouted: "There are uninvited guests, you go and contact the Skeleton Army... No, go directly to the guys from the Zhuxin Society and see them... Hmm?"
He originally wanted to pull Robo to his side and have a good talk with him, but he suddenly felt his body become much lighter. Then he turned around and saw Robo still standing there, his face full of fear, and his hand was still on the back of Robo's neck.
But it was a broken hand.
Dak lowered his head and found that his left hand had been broken at some point and was now oozing gray blood.
"Director Dak, long time no see."
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.
Dark looked in the direction of the voice. When he saw who it was, his pupils shrank again, and his expression gradually became more ferocious: "So it's you...Jellard."
Gerard slowly walked out of the sea of fire, holding a worn chainsword in his hand. Gray and red blood was constantly oozing from the teeth of the chainsword. With this concentration, it was obvious that he had killed more than one person.
"I found this in your security office." Jellal pointed to the chainsaw sword in his hand. "If I remember correctly, this should be the souvenir I gave you more than ten years ago, Dark."
"Ah, yes." Dak smiled. He looked like he was reminiscing about the past, but his smile was full of ferocity. "At that time, I was just an ordinary employee in the security department, and you were not even the captain of Xiaoxing. You were just a newly recruited knight."
"Yes, we were still young then." Gerald paused, then looked at Dak's body that was obviously not human again, and said softly, "But now, how did you become like this?"
"This is evolution, Jellal. Outdated things will continue to be eliminated, just like the chainsaw sword in your hand." Dark smiled, "Only by constantly evolving and embracing new life can people survive better."
Jellal did not show much emotion in response to Dark's words. He just looked at him calmly and asked, "Can you still be considered a human being now?"
"Why not?" Dak slowly unfolded his body, tentacles one after another bursting through his clothes. "In the past, people used machines to complete their bodies, but in the future, people can embrace more limbs. Isn't this a kind of progress? Isn't this a kind of rebirth?"
Jellal looked at Dark, as if he wanted to find some of the image of the young security soldier in his memory from this monster.
It’s a pity that it’s too blurry.
Gerald shook his head and sighed softly: "You are beyond help."
“Don’t brag, Jellal!” Dark directed his tentacles to attack Jellal, and shouted, “You are no longer the Knight of the Evening Star, and I am no longer the same person!”
Looking at the attacking tentacles, Jellal leaned down slightly and gripped the chainsword in his hand tighter.
Although his current body was unable to [Overload] due to the lack of too many accessories, it also reduced his weight, making his body lighter.
So before the tentacles attacked, he dodged them easily and then rushed towards Dark.
Dak has obviously transformed his body into the same style as the pollutant, and these tentacles are the best proof. But he is not a pollutant after all, so the speed at which these tentacles move is even slower than that of the pollutants.
This allowed Jellal to easily dodge it without using [Overload] and still holding the Chainsword.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Jellal rushed in front of Dark.
Dark's expression suddenly changed from madness to shock. In his eyes, Jellal's unactivatable chainsaw sword was rapidly enlarging.
Then, there was a "puff" sound.
Dak's head jumped high, then rolled on the ground several times like a ball, and then there was no movement.
His body, which was as big as a mountain, also fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Is this so easy?
The battle that ended so quickly stunned Robo who was standing aside.
Although he knew from the previous conversation that the visitor was the former Xiaoxing, Robo did not expect the battle to end so quickly.
After all, Dak can no longer be called a human being in that state.
But Jellal easily killed that guy in an instant with just the chainsword that couldn't be activated?
This made Rob feel like his ten years of fear of Dak had been a joke.
"brush".
The next second, Robo saw the blood-stained chainsaw sword pointed in front of him.
"You are that guy's assistant, right?" Gerard said coldly, "I can tell you that you are the only living person in the entire factory now. I want to ask you a few questions. If you are willing to answer, I can let you live. If you are not willing to answer..."
Gerald paused.
"That doesn't matter. Anyway, those people from the Security Department told me a lot of information before they died."
Security Department?
Robo finally understood why the Security Department had no reaction at all even after the fire.
So, he killed them all?
Robo swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat. Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. His eyes widened immediately, and he shouted, "Be careful!"
Gerard also heard the sound of breaking air behind him. He turned back immediately, but it was a little too late. Two mechanical chains had already flown in front of him.
"clang"!
He raised his chainsword to block, but he only blocked one of them. The other one climbed up his body and tied him up.
Gerard immediately raised his head and saw a scene that shocked him.
At this time, Dak stood up again. His mountain-like body had been untied, his clothes were torn to shreds, revealing his belly.
No, not a stomach, but a... blender.
A blender in action.
Gerald was very familiar with this thing, because in the polluted area, they used such blenders to turn the bodies of the pollutants into source oil.
And Dark actually sewed such a blender into his stomach, which was making a piercing roar at the moment, and the mechanical prosthetic limbs that bound Jellal were also extending from both sides of the blender.
"Jellal!"
Dark's voice came from behind him, and soon, Jellal saw Dark grab the head that had just been cut off with his tentacles, and then pressed it back on the neck that was still bleeding!
During this period, his expression remained ferocious and crazy.
"I told you, you should have been eliminated long ago!"
He yelled and pulled the chain, quickly pulling Jellal towards the blender.
Jellal wanted to break free, but as mentioned before, he no longer had the ability to [Overload], which meant that his current strength was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person, making it impossible for him to compete with the mechanical prosthesis.
So he was pulled to the blender in an instant.
He immediately held the chainsaw sword across his body, and the chainsaw sword and the blender "bite" each other, causing a series of crisp sounds and sparks.
But this obviously could not last long. The powerful force of the blender caused the chainsaw sword to vibrate wildly. With Jellal's current strength, it was difficult to hold it, as if it would be swallowed by the blender in the next second.
Dark became even crazier after seeing this. He shook his uneasy head and yelled at Jellal again: "I told you, Jellal! You can't beat me. You don't know at all. You don't know at all!"
"You have no idea what's inside my body!"
Dak roared again, and the sound was like that of a mad beast.
Then he heard a sigh.
"Then do you know what else is in my body?"
Dark was a little dazed. He looked at Jellal again, only to find that a smile that was completely inconsistent with Jellal's bitter and resentful face suddenly appeared.
…
Robo, who was standing by, picked up an iron rod and quickly approached the two men.
We absolutely, absolutely cannot let Dak succeed!
Thinking of his father, Robo clenched the iron rod.
He didn't know what he could do, but in this stalemate, giving Dak a hard blow might be helpful.
With this thought in mind, as soon as Robbo approached Dak, he saw a shocking scene.
"Jellal" suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Dark's head.
Then pull it out directly!
Amid Dak's wailing and shouting, he grabbed his head, pointed it at the blender, and pressed it down hard.
“Aa ...
Dak let out a scream that echoed throughout the entire factory. Rob was so frightened at the sight that he let go of the iron rod in his hand.
After just a few seconds, the blender stopped working, and the chains loosened Gerald, and Dark's mountain-like body fell down again.
But this time, it was obviously impossible for him to get up again.
Because of his head, only a small piece of the head was left, which was held in Gerard's hand like a melon rind.
The rest turned into source oil.
Robo sat there in a daze, watching Gerard casually throw the fool-like head aside, then patted the blood on his hands, walked up to him and looked down at him.
Then he smiled.
"Okay." "Jellal" said easily, "Let's continue with the previous topic."
(End of this chapter)
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