Chapter 96 Oh, let me see what tricks you have (6K)
In the cover of night, three heavily armed dark figures were rapidly approaching Gerard's cabin.
When one of them approached the hut, he immediately leaned against the wall and looked inside through the window. But before he could figure out what was going on, the other one patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be so nervous, Carl. That guy is in the detention center of the Skeleton Headquarters. He can't be here."
The man called Carl was a little unhappy with his companion's interruption: "Jim, you are too much of a fool. Even if he is not here, he was once..."
"We all know about the 'Knight of the Evening Star', but you also said that it was a thing of the past." Jim shrugged and said, "The second generation of the pioneer troops have been in office for ten years now. You still remember the 'hero' from ten years ago. Don't you know that in this era, no matter how good the prosthetic limbs are, they will be eliminated after three years of use?"
Carl was obviously not satisfied with what Jim said. He was about to refute when the big man walking at the end, who was as big as a hill, spoke up: "Well, hurry up and do it. Don't forget why Lord Yongxin spent so much effort to hold Xiaoxing back. Don't waste time here."
The big guy was obviously the leader of the three. As soon as he spoke, Jim and Carl stopped talking and prepared to get to work.
With a loud bang.
Carl broke the old lock and the wooden door opened with a creaky sound.
Jim was about to push the door open, but was stopped by the big guy.
"Wait, look there." The big guy pointed behind the door.
The two of them looked in the direction of the door and discovered that there was a small and hidden mechanism behind the door. If they walked straight in, the mechanism would be triggered immediately, and a small crossbow arrow behind the mechanism would be fired.
Jim was shocked: "He even installed this on his doorstep."
Carl said, “That’s why I said to be careful of him.”
"But even if you say so, what good is such a small arrow?" said Jim. "Who can it hurt?"
The big guy walked forward and disassembled the small device with his extended prosthetic limbs. He then put the arrow in front of his nose and sniffed it, then said, "Dissolving liquid, this is not used to deal with people, but with pollutants. It was once the standard equipment of the pioneer troops... Of course, it was the first generation of pioneer troops."
Jim was a little skeptical: "Just this little bit of solvent on the arrow can kill a pollutant? That pollutant is too easy to deal with."
"Of course not. This amount of solvent can only cause the pollutant to stagnate for about ten seconds at most." The big guy explained, "After that, it will be restored to its original state."
"What's the use of that?"
The big guy glanced at Jim and said calmly, "In a polluted area, these nearly ten seconds are enough to save your life... Obviously, he doesn't expect this device to kill the pollutants, but to hold them back to buy more reaction time. In the polluted areas ten years ago, such devices were called doorbells, and they were necessary to sleep peacefully at night, so as not to be corroded by pollutants while sleeping."
After listening to the big guy's explanation, Carl nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: "But this is not a contaminated area. What is he going to deal with by setting up this thing?"
This question hits the nail on the head. Even the big guy couldn't answer it after a little thought.
"Maybe it's just his habit." The big guy said calmly, "It's not easy for anyone who comes back from the contaminated area."
Carl and Jim both understood the big guy's double entendre.
Because the big guy was once a member of the pioneer team, but he was a second-generation pioneer devil team. It was precisely because of this experience that Carl and Jim recognized him as the leader.
This is qualifications.
"Go in." The big guy checked the door again before speaking again, "There shouldn't be anything inside."
Carl and Jim just entered the house, but with the previous trap, they have become much more cautious now.
"What are we looking for?" Jim asked as he walked carefully in the narrow room.
"Anything that makes you feel suspicious." The big guy said in a deep voice, "The former Xiaoxing has changed more in the past few days than he has in the past ten years. Lord Yongxin believes that he must have encountered something, or... gained something."
"Just suspicious things... I think that's too much." Jim muttered, "Everything in this house is antique from ten years ago. I think that's enough. What is this, a museum?"
Jim's joke to liven up the atmosphere didn't get any response from anyone, which made him feel a little bored, so he just continued to work.
Then, a huge shadow blocked his way, and he was startled: "Fuck."
This immediately attracted the attention of Carl and the big guy: "What's wrong?"
"Come and see...what is this?"
In front of Jim was a large machine. It looked very old, and all its parts were covered with rust. According to Jim's standards, such a thing should be called scrap metal.
But Jim really couldn't treat the machine in front of him as scrap metal, because it looked too...majestic. Just standing there made Jim feel breathless.
"What the hell is this?" Jim asked.
The big guy had also walked over, and when he saw the machine, he also showed a surprised expression.
"This is... a pollution detector." The big guy said, "It's the instrument that the pioneer troops used to detect whether they were contaminated."
Karl was a little puzzled: "It's just for pollution detection, why is it so big?"
"Because detection is only one of its purposes." The big guy said in a low voice, "Its more direct effect is to remove the pollution after it is detected."
"How to clean up the pollution?" Jim asked subconsciously, "How to clean it up?"
The big guy patted a groove on the top of the machine and said, "See here? This is for placing the chainsaw sword. Do you understand now?"
Some things don't need to be explained too clearly.
Jim and Carl only had to imagine the chainsaw sword embedded in the machine to immediately understand how it worked and felt a chill in their hearts.
"That old guy, is he so cruel to himself?" Jim muttered, "He really doesn't even intend to leave a complete corpse for himself."
Carl also said: "This should have been the standard configuration of the Evening Star, but it has probably not been activated for a long time."
At this moment, the big guy felt something. He first looked at the core part of the machine, then looked at the seat in the middle, and then his brows frowned little by little.
"No, this machine was activated recently." The big guy said slowly, "Just in the past one or two days, that is, after he came back."
Jim and Carl were stunned.
The big guy slowly stepped back. The more he looked at the details of the machine, the more certain he became of his previous inference.
The machine has been activated.
Jim still hadn't responded: "Why did he activate it?"
No one answered him because the answer could be easily obtained with a little thought.
Why is the detection instrument activated?
That's of course because... I feel I'm contaminated.
At this moment, the following picture emerged in the minds of the three people - a prim and lonely knight, sitting alone on the instrument used to slaughter himself in the middle of the night, pulling the lever, waiting for his fate to come.
"It seems... Lord Yongxin's judgment is correct." The big guy said slowly, "There is indeed a change in that guy. Even he can feel it."
"…But he's still alive and well." Jim said, "That means the device didn't work, so is he contaminated?"
"Does this have anything to do with us?" The big guy glanced at Jim and said lightly, "What is your definition of pollution? According to the definition of pollution ten years ago, then we..."
The words still only went so far, but Jim already understood.
"Yes, times have changed," he said. "Pollution also needs to be redefined. If he is dead, then he is pollution. If he is not dead, then we are pollution. It's that simple."
After a brief exchange, the three of them continued to look for the "suspicious object" and searched through the pile of "junk".
They were not afraid of leaving too many traces and being discovered by Gerard later, because when they entered the room, they were doomed to be unable to hide it, and Gerard would definitely find out - that was a knight of the Evening Star, not some random person.
In other words, they can only take such action once, and it won't work the next time.
Therefore, they don't need to worry so much, just find the suspicious object before Gerard comes back.
This was a very simple task, because they knew exactly how long Gerard would be imprisoned, and they had plenty of time, enough to turn the small house upside down and then burn it down.
But for some reason, such an easy task brought inexplicable pressure to the three of them.
This feeling is especially obvious for the big guys who once belonged to the devil's army, as if they had returned to a polluted land.
That damn place has always given people a feeling of suffocation that is enough to drive people crazy. That is why the big guy retired from the Devil and worked for a new organization.
But now, he seemed to be back in that damn place again.
But this is clearly just an ordinary house, and what is piled up inside is nothing but scrap metal from ten years ago.
So where does this strange feeling of depression come from?
The longer the big guy stayed in the room, the more irritated he became. Especially when he walked to the desk and saw the photos of the former "Evening Star" troops on the desk, he felt more like he was back in a polluted land. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and kicked the leg of the desk.
"Fuck it." He cursed.
The old desk immediately began to shake, and the yellowed photos on it fell down one by one.
The big guy originally just took a quick glance and was planning to look for clues on the other side, but just with this glance, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, so he stopped and looked in the direction.
He saw a very strange box that was somewhat out of tune with the entire Tianqin style.
Karl on the side also noticed this and immediately widened his eyes: "What is that?"
So Jim stopped what he was doing and looked over.
Uneasy, very uneasy.
This was the big guy's most direct feeling when he saw the box. The strange patterns on the box made him feel that his spirit was giving him a crazy warning.
But Jim and Carl obviously didn't feel that way. They walked towards the desk together, and the big guy, after a slight hesitation, did not stop them. He just watched the two of them walk to the desk, and then Carl opened the box.
And when they saw what was in the box, they all showed shocked expressions.
Because what was in the box was a finger.
…
"I was discovered after all." Bai Wei's voice rang in Gerard's mind, "Tsk, what a hassle. If you had connected my finger earlier, wouldn't this have happened?"
Gerard's face was not looking good either. He looked at the skeleton knight guarding him outside the prison. Knowing that he couldn't get out for a while, he whispered, "What should we do? Will they take your finger away?"
"Although they don't know what my finger is, after all, you Tianqin don't know much about the outside world, but this doesn't mean that the existence behind him doesn't know." Bai Wei said lightly, "Once they take it away, things will be very troublesome. You have to think about it, what will happen if those guys who have played you around in circles get my finger? Anyway, I think you will never find the truth."
Gerard clenched his fists, and even the absurd idea of "prison break" flashed through his mind.
But Gerard also knew that even if he escaped from prison now, he couldn't rush home immediately, after all, they were not in the same district.
What should we do now?
Just then, he heard Bai Wei say "eh" softly.
"You are really lucky." Bai Wei said lightly, "Your friends are here to help you."
friend?
Gerald was slightly stunned.
Where do his friends come from now?
…
"Bang"!
The window next to the desk was suddenly broken.
Carl, who was closest to the window and was still studying his fingers, was instantly swallowed by a big mouth.
This stunned Jim who was standing by.
"Get out of the way!" The big guy kicked Jim aside to prevent him from being bitten by the contaminant.
Yes, it is a pollutant.
The contaminants had been lying on the beams for so long that the three people who entered the room never noticed them.
Jim was dumbfounded: "How could there be contaminants here?!"
The big guy ignored him and unbuttoned his shirt with a sullen face. Then four thick mechanical arms emerged from behind him.
No wonder he always felt something was wrong, as if he had returned to a polluted land... How could he not feel this way when such a large pollutant was right on their heads? !
In this way, the mechanism that Gerard installed at the door makes sense. It is really for dealing with pollutants.
But this is not a polluted area at all, so where do these pollutants come from?
Looking at the contaminant in front of him that swallowed Carl in one gulp, the big guy felt the familiar fear surge in his heart again. He shook his head violently and buried the thing back in his heart.
There is no way to think so much now. The most important thing to do now is to get rid of this pollutant first!
As a former member of the Devil Corps, the big guy has extremely rich experience in fighting pollutants. Especially after retiring from the Devil Corps, he installed four such robotic arms, so he doesn't have to worry about combat power issues.
But to be on the safe side, he still activated [Overload] in advance.
Every metal part on his body made a loud roar at this moment.
The pollutant rushed towards him, and the familiar attacking posture still made the big guy tremble in his heart, and his movements slowed down by a beat.
But fortunately, because it had just swallowed Carl, the pollutant was not moving very quickly, which gave the big guy enough time to react.
So the big guy raised his hand and punched, directly knocking the pollutant back to the desk.
Such smooth progress made the big guy happy.
Yeah, this guy has Carl in his body, and it's being dragged down!
Then now is the best opportunity!
Thinking of this, the big guy immediately strode forward and drove the four robotic arms before the pollutant stood up. He made the four robotic arms into a fist shape and then aimed at the pollutant.
Jim, who had just climbed up, was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and then he immediately shouted, "Wait! Carl is still in there."
As if to verify their guess, Carl's voice rang out from the pollutant's body: "I'm still alive..."
But at the same time as the voice came out, the fist fell like a rainstorm, choking the second half of Jim's sentence in his throat.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
With the help of [Overload], the mechanical iron fist was swung out at a speed as fast as driving piles, and in a very short period of time, it punched hundreds of times at half of the pollutant's body!
This caused the pollutant's body to collapse in an instant, quickly turning into puddles of mud, water, and... flesh and blood.
Yes, what was flying across the sky was not only the body of the pollutant, but also the body of Carl that was swallowed by the pollutant.
Jim's eyes widened!
He watched helplessly as the pollutants were smashed into a mixture of red and gray by hundreds of mechanical iron fists, and the smell of blood filled his face.
Why, why is this happening?!
Carl is still in there!
Jim wanted to say something, but soon, two pieces of scarlet debris fell in front of him.
He just looked down, and after realizing what it was, he couldn't stop himself again and vomited with a loud "vomit".
The big guy heard the noise here. He turned his head and glanced at Jim without saying anything.
But his own eyes were already filled with excitement.
He retired because he couldn't stand the environment of the polluted land and... he didn't dare to face the pollutants. Although the Devil Corps had undergone more transformation than its predecessor, the Big Guy thought it was far from enough.
More transformation and more powerful strength are needed to truly compete with those monsters.
Just like... now.
During this period, the pollutant tried to counterattack him several times, but was suppressed by the indiscriminate pile-driving attack and crushed into pieces of meat.
Such a scene made the big guy even more excited, as if something addictive was burning wildly in his mind.
Modifications of this level on the Big Guy are absolutely illegal even in the Devil's Army.
Because this is likely to cross the vague boundary line between humans and machines. The human brain cannot control so many bodies that do not belong to it, which can easily lead them to a more dangerous side.
But so what?
For the sake of power, why care about those things?
Moreover, he can control it!
Look now, look now!
This pollutant has no power to fight back against me!
The big guy was getting more and more excited. Even though half of the pollutant's body had been completely smashed by him and was almost impossible to recover, he still didn't stop attacking until it was completely destroyed and half of his body was dyed red.
“Hoo, hoo, hoo…”
The robotic arm stopped working temporarily due to overheating, but the big guy's excitement did not decrease, and it even continued to rise.
Because there is still a small half of the pollutant's body left, and this small half is left specifically by the big guy.
This small half is no longer able to launch an attack independently. It is like a lizard's tail that has been cut off. It can only rely on instinct to crawl along the wall.
But so what?
The big guy was preparing to use [Overload] again and launch another round of attack on it like before.
Even though his mind was telling him that there was no need to do this, the pollutant had already lost 80% of its threat and all he had to do next was get rid of it as quickly as possible.
But he refused to listen to reason.
Because the battle just now was really...very cool.
This was a feeling he had never experienced before, at least not when he was serving in the Devil's Army and fighting those monsters in the polluted land.
Is it true that fighting is such a bloody and enjoyable thing?
The big guy couldn't help but smile as he thought of this.
And that smile made Jim, whose face turned pale due to vomiting, tremble in his heart.
He didn't know why, but after turning on [Overload], the big guy seemed like a different person, but he didn't dare to ask because Carl was already dead, so he just curled up in the corner and didn't dare to make a sound.
The big guy didn't care about Jim. He just waited for the [Overload] to recover while walking towards the half of the pollutant that was left.
"Come on, little monster." The big guy showed a cruel smile to the pollutant, "Let me see, what else do you have?"
The polluted half twisted its body desperately, as if making its last struggle.
This also made the smile on the big guy's face grow wider.
Then, the pollution suddenly jumped up.
Then he swallowed the box containing the finger in one gulp.
(End of this chapter)
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