Guyver Armor: KAP-2

At the bottom level of the ruins site, the overhead lights were still flickering slightly.

The colossal, towering remnant spaceship, its biomass hull now covered in twinkling lights, is still slowly pulsating as if breathing.

All portable instruments and supplies have been sent into the Relic spacecraft, and drag marks from the transport process are still visible on the ground next to the hatch.

Director Oda Kiri, Masaki Murakami, Toshiaki Hayami, and others stood guard at the entrance, their expressions anxious as they stared at the passage leading to the upper level. Every second of the wait felt exceptionally long.

"It's been over 20 minutes, still no news? Jinno and the others..."

But all that could be heard from the communicator in Murakami's hand was the crackling sound of electricity, grinding at everyone's hearts like a dull knife.

Hayami Toshiaki stared down at his handheld computer, his fingers rapidly tapping the screen, and said in a deep voice:

"The sudden burst of massive energy in the middle layer triggered intense electromagnetic turbulence, which has completely disrupted the signal, making it impossible to establish stable communication. Even positioning has failed."

"We have no choice but to trust them now, Murakami."

Director Xiaotian Tong raised her hand and patted his shoulder, trying to keep her tone calm, but the worry in her eyes was unmistakable.

He gazed at the dark entrance to the passage and said, word by word:

"Kano has never let us down, there won't be any problems."

Suddenly, a bluish-green light slowly descended from the passage above, accompanied by a heavy thud.

The KAP-1 staggered to its feet, its bio-armor bearing several scratches of varying depths, clearly indicating that it had just been through a fierce battle.

"Jing! You're back!"

Murakami Masaki immediately rushed forward, steadily supporting his swaying body, his voice filled with urgent concern:

"Are you alright? Are you hurt? By the way, where's Kanno? Didn't he come back with you?"

Akira Fukamachi didn't answer first. He was panting heavily and stood there for a long time, holding onto Murakami's arm, before he could finally catch his breath.

Then, with slightly trembling hands, he unfastened the metal backpack that was securely fastened to his back and solemnly handed it to Director Xiaotian Tong, his voice hoarse:

"Director! I'm so sorry... half of the vaccines we received were destroyed in the fighting, and the rest are all here!"

He paused, took a breath, and said:

"Mr. Jinno told me to come back with my backpack and the vaccines first. He and Mr. Upton went to the top floor to rescue Aoi..."

Director Oda Kiri carefully took the backpack, quickly unfastened the buckle, and opened the built-in cooler compartment—

Ten sealed, light green vaccine vials were neatly arranged. Through the transparent tubes, the liquid inside could be seen flowing slowly, and the refrigeration system was still operating stably.

His heart, which had been in his throat, instantly settled, and he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Great, that's it!"

"It's alright, Jing. These vaccines can be diluted according to the instructions, enough for several of us to receive four rounds of injections."

He pointed to the vaccine, his eyes shining with hope: "The interval between each round of injections is three months, which will buy us a year!"

With this extra year, we have time to reverse engineer Kronos's bio-engineering technology and completely remove the control virus implanted in our bodies..."

"Furthermore, we can use this as a basis to win over more people like us who are forcibly controlled by the Kronos organization!"

Director Oda Kiri's voice trembled slightly as he looked at Fukamachi Akira and bowed deeply.

"Akira, thank you for everything you've done! You and Mr. Kamino have done so much for us..."

"By the way, Jing... who exactly are Xiao Kui and Upton, whom you mentioned earlier?"

At this moment, Hayami frowned and asked, looking at Fukamachi Akira with a puzzled expression. This was the first time he had heard these two names.

Upon hearing this question, Akira Fukamachi's eyes dimmed instantly, and his green bio-armor deactivated, revealing his pale and tired face.

He lowered his eyes, his voice filled with deep grief and indignation, and slowly recounted how innocent residents of Shirama Town were abducted by Chronos and turned into experimental subjects, and how the little girl Tsukishima Aoi was imprisoned by Dr. Bacchus and witnessed the tragedy...

He also recounted the entire process of eventually allying with Upton, including the painful experience of personally killing the Insem test subject.

"Bang!"

Upon hearing this, Murakami Masaki, in a fit of rage, slammed his hand against the metal railing beside him, producing a dull thud.

"Damn the Chronos Organization! That Bakas you mentioned is the one who turned me into a Beast God test subject..."

To achieve their goals, they've dragged innocent ordinary people into this mess, even targeting little girls—it's utterly depraved!

Director Oda Kiri raised his hand and placed it on Fukamachi Akira's shoulder, his palm warm and gentle, slowly comforting him.

His gaze gradually turned serious as he swept over the crowd present, speaking each word clearly:

But that is precisely why we must resist—

The higher-ups of the Kronos organization no longer consider humans to be their own kind.

In their eyes, we are nothing more than inferior beings who can be manipulated and discarded at will, mere tools for them to achieve their ambitions.

"crystal!"

A choked cry suddenly rang out, and Segawa Mizuki, who had been hiding behind the spaceship entrance and heard everything, suddenly rushed out.

Her face was already streaked with tears. She hugged Fukamachi Akira tightly, choking back sobs with heartache, "Akira must be suffering so much... after all this..."

Enveloped in the warmth of the person she admires, Akira Fukamachi's long-accumulated grievances, exhaustion, and pain burst forth in an instant.

"Mizuki! Aoi, she... Waaaaah—"

He nodded vigorously, tears suddenly welling up in his eyes. He hugged Ruiji tightly and burst into tears in her arms.

As he cried, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and he eventually drifted off to sleep.

"He was exhausted, both physically and mentally."

Murakami Masaki clenched his fists as he watched the scene unfold before him, his eyes slightly reddening.

"He's only 18, still a kid... but he's done everything he could."

He looked at Ruiji, his tone gentle yet firm: "Ruiji, take him inside to rest first, find a quiet place, and let him get a good night's sleep..."

"Leave the rest to us adults!"

"Yes, Mr. Murakami, please take good care of your health as well..."

Mizuki nodded gently, and together with Tetsuro, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, they carefully helped the sleeping Fukamachi Akira into the relic spaceship.

Watching their figures disappear, Director Oda Kiri turned to look at everyone present:

"Hayami and Ijuin vaccines not only bring us hope to survive, but will also be a sharp arrow in the fight against Kronos!"

I believe that Shinno and the others will be able to return in time. Until then, we need to complete all the preparations before starting the spaceship!