abnormal mutation

Chapter 110 Strange Strains

"Hello, Mr. Herman, let me introduce you to the situation at the station." His stationmaster airs vanished, and he smiled warmly, taking Roland's hand and whispering, "You are now Herman, the nephew of the headquarters committee member."

"Please take good care of Station Master Jones. I heard that the gas pipeline will be switched today, so I came to learn about it." Roland understood; he had gone from an ordinary employee to a privileged second-generation rich kid.

The surrounding staff seemed unfazed, as if this kind of situation happened frequently.

"Let me show you around the station..."

Station Master Jones openly showed Roland around, and at each stop he deliberately instructed the staff not to offend anyone, putting on quite a show.

Roland responded calmly with a reserved smile.

As he walked along, he found that there were about thirty or forty staff members in the station, but apart from the stationmaster, he did not find any other extraordinary individuals.

The two arrived at the area where stabilizers were added. Jones waved away the two staff members and then pretended to explain the structure and working principle of the area to Roland.

With his back to the two staff members, Roland instantly had layers of golden magic patterns creeping onto his eyes, making him appear cold and indifferent, inspiring awe in those who looked at him.

Jones was startled and turned his head away, not daring to look any further. At the same time, he moved his body to try to block the view of others.

In the black and white vision, the can filled with stabilizer appeared as a dull gray, indistinguishable from anything else.

He quietly pointed to the tank, and Jones understood, stepping forward to open the small valve on the side of the tank, releasing a small amount of stabilizer.

"Mr. Hermann, stabilizers are quite a remarkable product. They can inhibit the decomposition of fuel gas, slow down corrosion, improve combustion performance, and prevent coking. They are also very expensive..."

There are many varieties, and the steps and timing of adding them are also important..." Jones was indeed a professional, speaking with great expertise.

In Roland's view, the stabilizer remained a somber gray, almost devoid of any emotional entanglement.

He was bewildered. Had he been overthinking things and made a huge blunder?

Roland put away his golden eyes, and the strange phenomenon in his eyes disappeared. Jones, who was standing next to him, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned off the small valve, which was strictly speaking a violation of regulations.

Roland sighed inwardly, turned and left, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the valve again, which was covered with tiny particles that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

"What are the particles in the stabilizer?" he paused and asked.

“The main ingredient in this can is an oxidant. If the pressure is unstable, some tiny crystals may form, but they will decompose automatically in the air, so there’s no need to worry,” Jones explained. He didn’t even need to think about such a problem.

Roland crouched down. His spiritual perception was normal, and even with his amazing eyesight, he could only sense that they would indeed dissipate, but his intuition was different.

Unwilling to give up, he released his Golden Eyes again, this time without using his spiritual vision, purely to enhance his eyesight, and unexpectedly succeeded.

Very few particles remain, but they are not crystalline; instead, they resemble umbrella-shaped mushrooms, floating in the air and wandering around. They will suddenly disintegrate rather than slowly decompose.

He touched it lightly with his finger, and the mushroom immediately merged into his body and disappeared, without his body feeling anything or his spirit giving any warning.

"Damn!" he cursed under his breath, realizing how well hidden it was; he had almost missed it.

Moreover, this thing can directly invade the human body without him noticing, let alone other extraordinary individuals.

He stood up, about to leave, when a faint yet familiar gaze fell upon him.

'The Seventh Authority!' Roland remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he cursed.

That group of people are using his memories to spy on him again; they might be behind what's happening here.

"Let's go." Roland got up and left. He didn't know if the other party had realized that he had discovered them, so he couldn't waste any more time.

“Oh, okay.” Jones quickly followed.

After turning a corner, the gaze disappeared, and Roland slipped into a storage room and immediately activated the walkie-talkie.

“Committee Member Bag, there’s a problem with the gas stabilizer! It contains a type of microparticle that looks like a mushroom and can integrate into the human body; it’s invisible to both the spiritual and the naked eye.”

"The Seventh Authority is monitoring me. The situation may be beyond expectations. Take control of the voltage regulating station immediately." His voice was urgent; if the Seventh Authority had noticed just now, it would likely have activated it immediately. The walkie-talkie was silent, and there was no response from Bagh for a long time.

Roland grew increasingly anxious as he waited. Just as he was about to call out again, his spirit sensed that the footsteps outside sounded strange.

He rushed out, only to find that Jones had returned and was with two staff members, preparing to turn the valve to release the gas stabilizer.

"Jones!"

Faced with his angry shout, Jones turned his head abruptly, his movements swift and mechanical, his eyes filled with darkness.

"I'm sorry——"

His heart skipped a beat. In just a short while, an extraordinary person had been controlled. The enemy had not been seen at all. Anyone would be terrified.

Despite his surprise, he remained calm as the two wolves and Sterburn appeared out of nowhere and pounced on Jones and his two companions.

At the same time, immediately notify Mandy and Drake outside to allow the combat team to enter and take control of the voltage regulating station.

Sterburn silently observed Jones for a few seconds, then pointed his cane forward. A bright green light shone from Jones's body and quickly spread to the person next to him.

The two of them froze, the gloom in their eyes gradually fading, and they staggered a few steps, looking bewildered.

Jones only snapped out of his daze when Keeley lunged and knocked another person away. He saw his hand on the valve, and he could roughly guess why. He was filled with lingering fear.

Keeley held down the struggling staff member and turned to look at Stirburn.

Sterber shook his head slightly. [Battlefield Medical] consumes a lot of spiritual energy, 75 per use. He can only cast it twice in a row, and can only heal two people at a time. He can't waste it.

At this moment, it became extremely noisy outside. Oupa led his men in and took over the entire voltage regulating station. Judging from the sound, the resistance was not significant.

"Thorn-"

Suddenly, a noise came from the walkie-talkie.

"Roland, can you hear me?" The voice was a little distorted, but it was still recognizable as Bag's voice.

"I can hear you. We've taken control of the voltage regulating station," Roland quickly replied.

"Remove the stabilizer tanks, seal all the stabilizers, and shut off all gas supplies!" The voice on the walkie-talkie was very noisy, and gunshots could be faintly heard.

“Okay.” Roland passed the instructions to Drake, who was standing next to Oppa; they knew what to do.

The walkie-talkie fell silent again.

A few minutes later, Oppa rushed over: "The situation is under control, and all gas pipelines have been shut off."

"What exactly happened?" Jones leaned against the corner, his expression filled with self-blame and confusion.

Roland didn't have time to explain. Pointing to the cans containing the stabilizer, he said, "Take them off immediately, seal all the stabilizer, and keep everyone away from the metal cans except the construction workers."

“Okay.” Oppa didn’t waste any words and took over from Jones to direct the construction.

The atmosphere was oppressive; apart from the sounds of tools clashing and the screams of the controlled people, no one spoke.

Roland frowned. Something must have happened to Committee Member Bagh, and it was hard to say what would happen to the other pressure regulating stations.

If Sturburn hadn't intervened in time to free Jones, the situation could have easily deteriorated if he had ordered the pressure station to take up arms and resist.

It's also possible that the presence of Roland and Stirburn led the Seventh Authority to abandon this voltage regulating station and shift its focus elsewhere.

'Don't they rarely take direct action? Is that high-sequence one here? What is that mushroom? Why didn't Pro mention it before?' He missed the Eye of Pro somewhat.

But he dared not take it out; it was perfectly capable of spreading Roland's secrets silently, and there was nothing it wouldn't sell for the right price.

(End of this chapter)