The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"Put it in!"

Miku casually opened the glass box lid, and the experimenter threw the elderly man with failing eyesight into it. The frail old man was no match for the vigorous experimenters and armed personnel, and could only frantically pound on the closed glass box.

What do you want to do?

"Let me out!"

"I'm about to die, what else do you want to do to me?"

......

Listening to the sounds coming from inside the glass case, Miku stared at the old man's face, contorted with terror.

"Forgot about that."

Miku, talking to himself, pulled out a canister of green nebula gas with a number on it.

"Alright, let's conduct the experiment first!"

"Let's do this later."

Miku walked to the control panel and watched as the experimenter connected the green nebula gas tube to the injection valve. He immediately pressed the start button.

The injection valve opened, and green gas poured in, filling the entire glass box in the blink of an eye, burying the old man's withered face under the nebula-like gas.

"Well...."

"Let me out!"

"Help!"

"what!!"

.....

A piercing scream came from inside the box. He pressed his hands against the glass box, but it was locked, and he couldn't push it open from the inside.

Miku pushed aside the experimenters and watched the changes in the hands. The originally dry hands, under the catalysis of the gas, actually showed reverse growth, and the loose and dry skin transformed into full and elastic skin.

"Could it be that I'm just that lucky?"

"Can it be successful on the first try?"

Miku watched the changes in the hands with surprise in his eyes, but then a sudden change occurred.

Amidst the old man's increasingly shrill screams, his once plump and elastic hand withered away in the blink of an eye, and the skin rapidly rotted away, revealing the pale bones. The moment the bones appeared, an even more shrill scream rang out.

Before the screams could even be heard for a few seconds, the old man had turned into a pile of bones.

"Tsk, failed!"

Miku clicked his tongue and ordered the glass box to be cleaned again. The experimenters opened the glass box, but as soon as it was opened, a sour and putrid smell, like a corpse rotting for many days, came out, and some people immediately vomited.

The old man inside the box was left with only a pile of flimsy bones that would crumble at the slightest touch.

"What's going on? Why does it smell so bad?"

The honest man covered his nose as he walked down the stairs and arrived at the experimental area below.

Upon seeing Miku, his expression changed. He rushed to the glass case, and seeing the pile of white bones, he was unusually furious, shouting, "Ark, what are you doing now?!"

"It's just some experiments, don't worry about it."

Staring at the skeleton in the box, Miku analyzed the relevant data.

"It had such a good conversion rate before, so why did it end up like this?"

"Could it be due to the experimental subject's emotional changes?"

"If it's as I think, then stabilizing the subjects' emotions and getting them to participate in the experiment willingly might increase the success rate of the role-playing."

In the world of rabbits, human emotions play a significant role in the power system. When emotions fluctuate to a certain point, they can lead to a qualitative leap in strength.

Of course, this only applies to people who participated in the Nebula Gas human experiment. Normal people, on the other hand, have emotions and can unleash power far exceeding human limits under extreme conditions.

But if someone has an outburst like that, they're ruined.

"It seems we need to bring the emotional changes of experimental subjects under supervision."

Just as Miku was deep in thought, the honest man who had been ignored stepped forward, grabbed Miku's armor, and roared, "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

"Ok?"

Miku slowly raised his head and met the honest man's gaze. Noticing the veins bulging on the honest man's forehead from anger, he sneered, "Who do you think you are?"

Does that mean everyone has to obey your ideas?

Miku shoved the honest man aside without any politeness and sneered, "Or do you think you weren't beaten badly enough by me before?"

"Things are different now, Ark!"

The honest man took out his smoke gun and shook his Lost Energy Bottle. With a "click-click" sound, the gas inside the bottle was quickly activated.

"Crack!"

The energy bottle was inserted into the groove of the gun by the honest man.

"Bat!"

As the bat pattern was projected into the air, the honest man, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the transformation smoke gun, pulled the trigger.

"Steamed blood!!"

"Mist Match!"

Bat…Ba-Bat!

Fire!

The smoke from the smoke gun obscured the honest man's figure, while fine sparks shot out from the sprayers on his shoulders and head.

"This time, I will absolutely make you bow down to me!!"

"Quite the boast!"

Miku sneered as he shook his neck.

"Hey, hey, hey, we're all comrades from the same organization, don't start a fight!"

E emerged from the darkness and stood between Miku and the honest man.

"Stalk, mind your own business!"

As the honest man spoke coldly, he transformed into a smoke gun and aimed it at Miku.

"Are we really going to fight?"

E asked Miku, who shrugged helplessly, "He won't understand unless he suffers a bit!"

"Then I'll be the referee!"

E jumped back to make way for the two and said, "You know the rules we set when we first founded Faust!"

"Battles between comrades require the presence of a referee, and a player who loses their fighting ability or dispelles their transformation will be declared the loser!"

"I know very well!"

"Oh!"

"Except for not gouging eyes, biting ears, slapping, kicking groin, or exploding anus, you can do whatever you want with it!"

"Battle..." E raised his arm and shouted, "Begin!"

Chapter Nine: Do you want it? If you do, beg me!

"Battle..." E raised his arm and shouted, "Begin!"

As E shouted, the honest man raised his gun and fired, the energy bullets shooting out of the muzzle leaving a trail of light in the air.

"How petty!"

Miku raised his left arm and placed it in front of his chest. Just as the energy projectile was about to hit him, he swung his left arm out, and golden-red smoke spewed out from the Genesis Driver.

The golden-red smoke obscured the honest man's vision, and the energy projectile, once fired into the smoke, vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

"Tsk!"

The honest man clicked his tongue and scoffed, "You still want to fight me this way?"

In their previous battles, Miku would use golden-red smoke to obscure the view of the honest man before delivering a single knockout blow.

"Don't underestimate me, you bastard!"

The bat symbol on the honest man's chest lit up, and his glasses flashed at the same time. The honest man leaned forward and gathered strength in his arms.

"what!"

With a sudden jerk of his arms, a pair of hooked bat wings appeared on his back. The honest man, who hadn't moved a muscle, floated into the air and drifted straight toward the golden-red smoke.

"Watch me blow your smoke away!"

As the bat's wings flapped, a gale swirled around it. The golden-red smoke was about to be dispersed by the honest man.

"How naive!"

Miku's cold laugh came from the smoke, and a pair of dim yellow goggles lit up in the smoke, like a demon suddenly opening its eyes in hell.

The smoke suddenly surged violently, expanding outwards wildly and engulfing the honest man in the blink of an eye. But that wasn't all; the smoke, seemingly alive, transformed into tentacles and reached towards E.

"Oh my, how cunning!"

Having seen through Miku's intentions, E remained motionless, letting the golden-red smoke entwine and envelop him.

The other experimenters kept their distance from the golden-red smoke, fearing they would be swept in and end up dead.

The nebula gas processed by the transformation system is no longer a simple gas; it has acquired other properties. Anyone who enters without armor protection will be instantly decomposed by the smoke.

The smoke gradually thinned, and when the golden-red smoke dissipated, Miku and his two companions had vanished without a trace from the underground base.

"Captain, should we continue?"

"Never mind, let's continue after Lord Ark returns!" The experimenter, referred to as the captain, picked up his experimental data notebook. "Let's continue modifying the Slammer!"

"Bring over the next test subject."