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Number Three immediately channeled his external mental energy into the control panel, and the mental energy was amplified by the control panel before being released!

Psychic Force Stance Deployed!

The outward-moving mental force eliminated some invisible things that the system could not capture, and then the surrounding environment changed.

Number Three discovered that he had somehow ended up in a strange place, having never seen the architectural style before. The doors were sliding, made of pure wood, and the windows were covered with cloth that looked like white paper.

"You bitch! You cheated on me! You cheated on me!"

A series of angry curses came over.

Without saying a word, Number Three raised the jetpack, pulled the trigger, and fired a series of energy blasts directly at the source of the sound.

The shockwave from the explosion directly activated the defensive shield of the individual combat armor.

Meanwhile, the smoke and dust generated by the explosion seemed to possess some kind of magic, interfering with the effectiveness of the scanning device. The system kept switching between red and blue light, making it unable to determine whether the target had been eliminated, and it could not even obtain the various data of that area normally.

Hey!

Number Three cursed under his breath, "The equipment that the military has phased out is indeed unreliable!"

After shutting down electronic vision, Number Three shifted to mental exploration, preparing to use mental vision to replace auxiliary shooting and judgment.

The moment the spiritual energy touched the smoke and dust, the smoke and dust instantly dissipated.

Number Three discovered that his attack had only created a small hole, but he seemed to be able to see a lot of things through that hole.

The most conspicuous figure was a man wielding a sharp knife. He viciously swung the knife repeatedly, each swing drawing a spray of blood.

Suddenly, the man turned to look at Number Three, and their eyes met.

"It's you! You're the adulterer!" the man suddenly roared.

As he roared, his mouth opened wider than his head, and his throat, filled with rotting yellow flesh, was clearly visible.

It was as if someone had torn his mouth open with their hands and tried to stick their head in to see what color his heart was.

Chapter 177 Seven Kills!

Number Three remained calm and composed under the man's gaze, showing no sign of panic. The mental energy in his mind coalesced into a barrier to protect his sanity.

Immediately afterwards, Number Three pulled the trigger again... pulled the trigger...

Where's my trigger?!

Number Three looked down and was completely dumbfounded. The gun in his hand was missing its trigger for some reason. He tried to pull the trigger twice, but it just sat there in the air.

Hallucinations...it's all hallucinations!

Number Three offered this comfort, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again...

Damn it! Where's my gun?!

As Number Three stood there in shock, clutching a broom, the man charged toward him.

It's alright. Even if we don't have guns, we still have shields. His little knife can't pierce through them!

As Number Three continued to comfort himself, he suddenly found that his perspective had changed from standing upright to lying face down on the ground. And the person on top of him was not the man who had rushed over, but Kayako, who was swaying and unsteady.

Number Three struggled fiercely, but even though Kayako's body was barely stable, he couldn't break free.

It's okay, I still have my shield...

Kayako raised the sharp knife in her hand and plunged it in, muttering as she did so, "Why did you frame me..."

Each thrust and withdrawal of the dagger brought something out of Number Three's body—sometimes flesh and blood, sometimes spare parts—but it never came up empty-handed.

Impossible! How could a broken knife penetrate a shield?!

Number Three was filled with disbelief, but he couldn't say it. He had lost all ability to move after Kayako began her attack.

I checked the mental barrier in my mind again.

"It's alright, my mental barrier hasn't broken yet. This is all an illusion. As long as I get through this, there won't be any problems!" Number Three thought firmly to himself.

Kayako raised her arm high, then aimed at Number Three's head and beheaded him with a single stroke!

No...that's impossible...you've broken the rules...no one can kill someone with an illusion before the mental barrier disappears...

Number Three felt his life force rapidly draining away, and with his eyes wide open in death, he thought to himself one last time.

When he died, the rest of the team were also in poor condition.

Number Four, who was skilled with bombs, had his belly filled with explosives. The beeping sound surrounded his ears, urgent and deadly.

Number Five, skilled in long-range sniping, was tied to a wooden frame, while a person holding a bow and arrow stood in the distance, continuously shooting arrows at him.

Whether these arrows would hit Number Five was entirely a matter of luck; Kayako was even holding the bow upside down! Under this torture, Number Five even considered teaching the executioner how to shoot an arrow!

The talkative medic, Number Six, kept injecting himself with treatment needles into his torn body, but the life monitoring device kept beeping. In despair, Number Six had only one question: Could you please provide some other treatment equipment? What's with all these treatment needles?!

The second member of the team is relatively better. As the team's meat shield, his ability turns his entire body into alloy material, and at the same time, all his sensory organs, such as eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, are sealed off, so he can't move no matter how Kayako attacks him.

He firmly believed that as long as he lived, the captain's support would surely arrive.

After cutting down Kayako for half a day, she still hadn't gotten anything. At that moment, a consciousness surged from her spirit, which was Kaku's mother.

When the remaining consciousness of the Hidden Mother surfaced, the sharp knife in Kayako's hand transformed into a rope.

Then, Mother Yin gently picked up the rope, wrapped it around Number Two's neck a few times, and then tossed it upwards.

Look, you wouldn't even let me die, but now I'm sending you to your deaths. I'm such a magnanimous woman.

Number Two, who was being suspended, felt like he was about to suffocate. He shouldn't have needed to breathe in this state, but as his breath became less and less and his premonition of death grew stronger, Number Two could only temporarily deactivate the ability to breathe.

The moment it was released, the rope tightened completely.

No matter what the creature on this hanging rope was like before, it must breathe from the moment it is put around its neck, because a person who does not need to breathe cannot be hanged.

The number one in the team, as the captain, has the most versatile ability: telekinesis.

Its outward power can harm others, its inward power can protect oneself, and it can even be used to repair equipment in one's spare time. There is simply no ability more versatile than this.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Under Number One's telekinetic control, everything around him transformed into terrifying killing weapons, constantly shooting out and crashing into the surrounding environment.

The impact caused the entire house to sway precariously.

Number One was overjoyed and sped up the shooting rate.

Bang! Boom!

The Japanese-style building began to collapse, and Number One's smile froze halfway down his face.

Because behind this building was a very familiar, magnificent and technologically advanced building, which was once Kai's home.

Number One tortured Kai to death right here, in front of everyone. Unfortunately, this guy was too stubborn. Even with mental power, no information could be obtained from his mind, as if he had branded himself with a mental imprint.

“It was right here that you tore open my eyelids, do you remember?” Mother Hidden’s voice rang out behind Number One.

A scene flashed through Number One's mind: in order to force Kai to tell everything, and also to punish Yin's mother, they tore open Yin's mother's eyelids in front of Kai and Yin, and then used steel nails to fix her gaze on Kai, and of course did the same to Kai.

At the time, their only regret was that Yin was no longer at home, which meant they had one less person to torment.

"It was a mistake of mine not to kill you back then, but I will erase that mistake now!" Number One suddenly turned around, and a steel nail shot out from beside him, passing through the illusory figure of the Hidden Mother and embedding itself in the wall behind him.

Suddenly, a rope was thrown from behind Number One, looped around his neck, and pulled hard, causing him to fall to the ground.

Kayako gripped the ends of the rope with a hint of curiosity; this thing seemed no less formidable than her knife.

Do you know? I envy and am jealous of everyone who has trust and happiness...

But I hate even more the people who destroyed all of this!

Kayako looked down at the struggling man beneath her.

"Die! Die! Die!"

The repetitive howl echoed in Number One's ears. With this sound, the frequency of his kicks decreased, and finally stopped in mid-air before crashing to the ground.

Second brother... third brother... why haven't you gotten away yet... come save me!

On his deathbed, Number One thought to himself that as his vision went black, he suddenly understood why.

The body of number two was hanging directly above him, and as the cold wind blew by, the body swayed back and forth.

Number Three's head rolled to his side, sparks still flying from the electronic components on its head.

Outside, the security camera continued to point in this direction, and cars continued to weave through the road without stopping.

In the shadows, a dark figure wielding a scythe stared at the house for a few seconds before disappearing into the steel wall beside it.

Chapter 178 Filial Piety Creates Strength and Power

Today's banquet, which foreshadows the victory of the revolutionary army, is to be held at the home of Kai, a former official who had colluded with the enemy.

The seals and restrictions here have all been replaced with banners by the smart robots. The virtual projection alone cannot show their joy; they want to express their attitude through this wasteful form of displaying resources.

The Chief of the Garrison frowned as he looked at the mission menu in the system. What kind of person in charge did this? The entire special operations team was wiped out?! Fortunately, the mission was completed; otherwise, this extremely important banquet would have had to be canceled immediately according to the rules.

Well, since the task is complete, let's hold him accountable later; today isn't the right day.

In the monitoring center, inside the head's office, a smart computer projected an image onto the screen, displaying a comprehensive overview of the mission. The mission's result had also been manually changed to "success."

The view pans downwards, revealing a high-level treatment pod below the projection. The pod door cannot be closed, and the indicator light keeps flashing red.

The person in charge had one leg stuck between the hatch and the cabin. Inside the cabin, strands of black hair floated around his body, growing continuously in the treatment fluid. The treatment fluid and the person in charge's corpse seemed to have become the best nutrients for hair growth.

The banquet proceeded as scheduled, with everyone present participating. They toasted and celebrated this "great" victory, completely ignoring the fact that this victory referred only to tormenting a woman to the point of psychological breakdown.

"Hey, do you think we might get drafted onto a warship too?"

"It shouldn't be that bad, we're just temporary workers."

At the entrance to the banquet, fully armed security personnel leaned loosely against the wall, chatting idly. Since there was a severe shortage of soldiers, even if they slacked off excessively, they would definitely not be dismissed.

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling

The sound of sharp metal striking the ground gradually reached the ears of the security personnel.

What did you hear?

"Hmm...no, there's no data in the system anyway, you must have misheard. Why don't you go check it out?"

"I'm not going!"