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Eris dragged the materialized thread of curse over the layers of dilapidated buildings, and Bai Chunian, who was tied to the other end of the thread, was forced to follow.
There were many kinds of warehouse equipment in the factory, as well as a large number of obstacles, such as buildings between the lot and them. Eris was unable to see Puppet Master, only occasionally seeing some puppets in the gap between the eaves and the piled up old goods dolls, dolls engraved with spells, who led the hypnotized young experimental subjects and left the gates in all directions of the factory.
“Have they all left?” Eris stood on tiptoe and stood on a high place, looking into the distance, muttering, “They will wait for me, right?”
For the sake of his future sexual happiness, Bai Chunian could only keep up with him, now standing beside Eris and yawning.
“Why are you so devoted to Puppet Master?” He asked lazily.
“I didn’t devote myself to him.” Eris raised his head and glanced at Bai Chunian. “I think he’s right, so I decided to follow him.”
“How do you know he’s right?”
Eris picked up the barrel of the gun, hung his hands on both ends of the gun, and looked down at his new muddy shoes, seemingly pondering.
“I just think he’s right. Even if he isn’t right, it doesn’t matter, I like following him.”
When Eris and several other subjects were sold to the Red-Throated Bird, they were kept in the warehouse.
The Red-Throated Bird terrorist organization’s warehouse stored mostly weapons and ammunition. Eris and several other experimental subjects were placed in the arsenal like ordinary firearms. Unless someone entered the arsenal, no light appeared.
Occasionally, someone would open the warehouse door to bring in or out the weapons and ammunition for sale. Only at this time could light be seen in the arsenal. Every time Eris saw someone, he would hold the railing of the cage and give them the middle finger. Or let out a horrifying laugh. In the dimly lit warehouse, the scarlet lips and tongue and narrow corners of the pale boy’s lips looked very eerie.
Because his inherent ability was bad luck, everyone who got close to Eris would be cursed. Most of the members of the Red-Throated Bird were seeing such things as experimental subjects for the first time, so they held great hostility and prejudice against Eris. They’d often kick his cage and beat him with the butt of a gun.
Of course, Eris would not let them oppress him. Even with the suppressor on, he still had ten thousand ways to kill the other party.
In just half a month, more and more members of the Red-Throated Bird died unexpectedly. Some were killed because of a gun explosion, and some were blown to the sky because of a bomb failure. Some got burned to death along with their roommates just by smoking on the bed, others had their heads blown out by stray bullets just by walking on the ground.
The boss of the Red-Throated Bird had a huge headache. He knew that the problem was caused by Eris, but the money had already been spent, and the research institute did not accept returns or exchanges. Now, apart from destroying Eris, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep him.
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The price of an A3-grade full-mimetic experimental subject was too expensive, and the boss was unwilling to just destroy it before even using it, so he had to ask for help from the smartest counselor around him, “You make the arrangements for the experimental subjects you brought back.”
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Eris, who had been screaming creepily in an attempt to scare him, suddenly fell silent and slowly sat in the corner of the cage, as close as possible to where the desk lamp was.
Puppet Master squatted in front of the cage to look at him, and Eris stared back at the blonde alpha without timidity.
Unexpectedly, this man would be so courageous that he stretched his hand through the gap in the iron cage. Eris was thinking about biting off a few of his fingers when the warm palm lightly rested on his cheek.
Puppet Master said softly, “I know you’re just afraid of the dark.”
The warm white light of the desk lamp hugged him through the gap in the iron cage. Eris didn’t know what this feeling meant, but he felt a little sleepy and wanted to sleep with this hand on his head.
However, Puppet Master didn’t continue caressing his cheek. He went out and brought a table and some weird tools to make dolls in the arsenal.
Only then did Eris realize that Puppet Master had brought his own desk lamp for lighting, so he didn’t have any light to use when making dolls.
Puppet Master seldom spoke when making dolls, constantly looking at the parts in his hands quietly and intently. Eris didn’t bother him but squeezed by the door of the cage, holding on to the railing and looking at him eagerly.
Puppet Master finally noticed him, took out a measuring tape, released Eris from the cage, and measured his shoulder width, waist circumference, arm length, and leg length. When measuring his waist, Puppet Master stretched out his arms to wrap around him, then tightened the measuring tape to look at the number. It was just an ordinary measuring action, but Eris was looking forward to being embraced.
In the next few days, Eris never returned to the cage. He laid down at the table every day and watched Puppet Master make patterns and cut fabrics, sew pieces and lace by hand, and finally put the ready-made clothes, shoes, and hat on him.
Only then did Eris realize that it was not elegant to be naked in the human world, and he was gloomy for a while, depressed that he had been wandering naked in front of Puppet Master for so many days.
“I rely on dark shadows to kill people, but I feel it is meaningless.” Eris looked up at the shimmering sky and stretched out his palm to catch the fine raindrops falling in the sky. “Why did Aileen design me like this? I don’t like the darkness of the night at all.”
Bai Chunian followed him casually. All the right and wrong in the world were just people’s opinions, there was no way to tell which was better.
The phone in his pants pocket vibrated. Bai Chunian took out the phone and took a look. Rimbaud replied, “I’m still on the boat, find a warm place to shelter from the rain and wait for me.”
Bai Chunian put the receiver close to his ear and listened to his gentle reply two or three times in a loop. He didn’t know if it was inevitable for the envoy to fall in love with the controller, but it was only natural for a stray animal to fall in love with the owner who gave him shelter and warmth. Not every puppy with a clean soul was lucky enough to meet someone who made him stop wandering all alone.
When they entered the lot, a sense of coercion rushed towards them. Bai Chunian found an omega figure appearing behind him unknowingly. She was floating in the air, wearing a soft cotton tutu skirt, with snow-white skin and transparent milky-white eyes. Her milky white hair pointed downwards, like needle crystals, and her whole body was gray and white.
That powerful sense of coercion came from the glands of this seemingly young girl.
Bai Chunian stared at the petite girl silently, took a photo with a miniature camera, and sent it back to the Tech Department.
Group B’s technicians were on standby and responded quickly.
Special Operations Weapon Number 6017
Code Name: Cotton Erosion
Main Body: Asbestos omega
Differentiation Grade: A3
Growth Stage: Grade 8 maturity stage subject
The first number 6 meant the transformation of inanimate objects (ore-type glands), the middle number 0 meant no mimicry, and the last number 17 meant the main ability was range damage.
Eris would not pay attention to a level eight mature body. He shot the little girl’s cheek with the muzzle of a gun. “Knicks forbid me to kill children now, so go away.”
It was just an eighth-level mature subject, and Bai Chunian didn’t take her seriously. Although there were many trump card experimental subjects in the research institute, they were still far behind the top experimental subjects with envoy-type full mimicry.
Cotton Erosion spread out her hands, her skirt fluttered in the wind, and countless milky white needles floated in strands, swaying in the air as if it were weightless.
“Hurry up, don’t be delayed by her.” Bai Chunian covered his mouth and nose to avoid the rain of needles, jumped off the high platform, and landed on top of a truck in the playground, followed by Eris.
The 300 or so trucks parked in the lot had been dismantled. Bai Chunian saw Odd Bones and Sarcosuchus busy taking the dolls out of the boxes, then escorting the dying young experimental subjects away. In the parking lot, Puppet Master was also unlocking the lock with the key, releasing the remaining experimental subjects from the glass pod in the trucks.
Bai Chunian kept silent, jumped off the roof of the car, easily crushed the lock and the metal lock of the glass dish with his tempered left hand, and swiftly released the experimental body inside.
With his joining, the release progress got much faster.
Puppet Master turned his head to look at him. Bai Chunian held the willow branch he picked up on the ground and said nonchalantly, “I don’t think you’re right, I’m just doing what I think is right.”
Puppet Master nodded lightly and didn’t intend to continue talking with him.
There were about a dozen trucks left in the lot that hadn’t been fully unlocked, but their time was running out.
The cloud that appeared in the sky galloped towards them, dragging a dazzling band of colored light behind it.
Bai Chunian turned around vigilantly, stared back at the experimental subject engulfed in the clouds, and saw clearly that the one approaching on the horizon was an alpha stepping on the clouds.
The upper body of the alpha had a smooth and graceful muscle line, and from the waist, his lower body was fully deer-shaped. He wore a silver mask, and the silver-white antlers on his head were surrounded by a faint halo.
“It’s him.” Bai Chunian’s expression froze slightly, and Eris also raised his chin when he heard the sound, frowning and staring at the deer experimental subject in the distance, his eyes showing impatience. “Why is it him?”
Twilight Deer, one of the first group of A3 ace star experimental subjects produced by the institute, even though he had never been in the headquarters of the institute, Bai Chunian had heard of him for a long time, and Eris was even more familiar with him.
Special Operations Weapon No. 5519
Code Name: Twilight Deer
Main Body: White Deer alpha
Differentiation Grade: A3
Growth Stage: Grade 9 maturity stage subject
The first number 5 meant a hoofed mammal gland, the middle number 5 represented half-body mimicry, and the last number 19 meant that the main ability was support.
It wasn’t because of his powerful attack power, but because of the special nature of his ability, that he was known as the strongest support experimental subject in the history of the Research Institute.
Bai Chunian shook his head. “You should go.”
Eris picked up the shotgun. “Twilight Deer…so what?”
“The news I got is that Aileen sent five aces here. Until now, only four showed up. She sent Twilight Deer, so the fifth one must not be weak.” Bai Chunian glanced at Odd Bones and Sarcosuchus, who were not that far away from him. “If you act tough, those two M2 grades will be broken in half right here.”
Odd Bones exhausted too much energy and coughed a little. Hearing what Bai Chunian said, she raised her feather fan and gave him a contemptuous look from afar. “Don’t underestimate us.”
Puppet Master looked at the remaining trucks that hadn’t been opened and made a decision without hesitation. “Let’s go.”
After Puppet Master ordered, they immediately abandoned the remaining trucks and left as quickly as possible.
At this time, Twilight Deer had already covered the sky above their heads with clouds, and his antlers were looming. His J1 differentiation ability was activated as a thick fog burst from the sky, completely covering them all in dense fog where you couldn’t even see your fingers in just a few seconds.
Twilight Deer J1 differentiation ability, Fog: Interference-type ability. The target would lose their sense of direction, time, and space in the fog. All electronic equipment would fail, their hearing would be weakened, while allies would not be affected at all.
Bai Chunian couldn’t hear other people’s footsteps in the fog. Twilight Deer’s J1 ability had just restrained his inherent ability of multi-frequency listening, which made him lose the sharpest advantage of a feline experimental subject.
In the blinding white fog, Bai Chunian vaguely saw a white figure passing by.
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