Knight Asylum

His body is changing. Because of that test, the originally slow changes suddenly accelerated. The changes were so fast that he could already feel them clearly. If he continued like this, what would he become? Would he be able to control himself who had undergone such a drastic change?

Red was very confused. The nightmare he had in the containment chamber kept lingering in his mind.

"Are you... worried about something?" Qiao noticed Reid's look and asked casually, "If you don't want to do this job, just quit it. The world is so big, there will always be a job that makes you happy."

"Hmm? You're not concerned about me, are you?"

"No, no! I am your senior after all!"

"Hey - I always thought you were a very cold person."

"What do you mean by always thinking!"

Amid the noise, Red and Qiao followed the route to a relatively backward and desolate area far away from the bustling city, similar to a rural field. The road was no longer a smooth asphalt road, but was full of potholes and dirt slopes. If they drove a little faster, they would fly straight into the sky.

"Why did you choose this route?" There was another dirt pit, and Qiao couldn't help but complain loudly, "Are you kidding us?"

Red's face was tense. The bumps were secondary. What was important was the situation caused by the bumps. Qiao drove very steadily, but because of the uneven road, Qiao was becoming more and more irritable and would accelerate from time to time. There was no so-called seat belt on the motorcycle. In order to prevent himself from being thrown out, Red could only stretch out his free right hand to hold Qiao's waist.

It's quite soft...

But this is also normal! Isn't it normal for a man to have a soft belly?

In order to prevent himself from having other thoughts, Red quickly leaned over to Qiao's head and said, "It's okay, just follow the route... just pass the bridge hole ahead!"

"Fine--"

Qiao then slowed down.

Servi Turia.

Because he cared too much about what the combat staff said, Enbe became more and more worried and left the command tower and came to the special smoking area. Just as he was about to have a cigarette to relieve his stress, he caught a glimpse of several Enoch researchers talking and laughing as they pushed open the door of the smoking area.

Enbei narrowed his eyes, stood up and walked around to the seat behind the pillar. Just as he lit a cigarette, he heard the muttering of the researchers.

"The director is playing a bit too big this time."

"Yeah, they actually used up a quota so easily."

Quota?

Embe frowned slightly.

He had heard similar rumors. All the sponsors of Serviera, including Enoch, had a safe quota produced by their own containment operations. As long as this safe quota was used, even the detainees at the bottom of Serviera could walk out of the Serviera Building with the cleanest identities.

Naturally, Servier Turia would not allow such power to run wild and create dangerous products, but the safe list was something that the sponsors had decided from the beginning. Under the protection of numerous agreements, they did not have the ability to get rid of the safe places even if they wanted to. The sponsors also used those safe places in a low-key manner, so that the safe places have always existed in rumors.

And now he was lucky enough to hear about the quota.

Enbei still remembered that the researchers who came to smoke were Enbei's subordinates, so they were probably not joking.

Enbe pricked up his ears. Several Enoch researchers were still talking. Perhaps they thought there were not many people in the smoking area, so their voices were relaxed.

"I don't have any objections. I just think that the director is a little anxious. He actually used the security quota on such an important matter, and used it on... a guy who is about to die."

important things?

Soon?

Enbei was stunned and had a bad feeling.

"I can understand that. The director has always wanted to be the supreme commander. Now that U's troops have completed the containment, Servius Turia has the containment object, and it is the Aguru Belt. The power of the white Kuuga is enough to conduct a C-level containment event. After that, Servius Turia will have more and more containment objects, and U's position will become more and more stable."

The researcher who was speaking paused, took a puff of his cigarette, and blew out a smoke ring.

"You are in such a hurry to show your loyalty. The position of director is not that easy to hold. Besides, a weirdo like Orphino will turn into a handful of sand after his death. Not even a trace will be left."

"But since the director has already taken action, then half of the work has already been done. What was the name of that unlucky guy who took Yaguru with him? Forget it... Even if he survived, he probably wouldn't dare to come back here. In terms of the result, the director's wish has been fulfilled."

After saying that, several researchers put out their cigarettes and left triumphantly. Behind the pillar, Enbe was sweating profusely. He turned around, slashed the communication device on his wrist and rushed out of the smoking area. Anxious Enbe did not notice that several Enoch researchers who were talking were standing at the corner not far away.

"U! Something's wrong U!"

When Enbe broke into the command desk, the other combat staff and communicators turned their heads in surprise. The last time Enbe was so nervous was when Red turned into Black Kuuga.

U, who was sitting in the highest commander's position, raised his finger, but Enbei ignored U's gesture and walked quickly towards the nearest communicator.

"Contact Red now! Tell him to change route immediately!"

"I understand!"

The communicator was startled by Enbei and immediately stood up and looked in U's direction, but U did not give her any instructions.

"Quick!"

At Enbei's impatient urging, the communicator nodded vigorously, sat back and started the operation.

At the same time, Qiao, who had already reached the middle of the bridge tunnel, braked and stopped the motorcycle. He supported himself with his right foot and raised his hand to open his mask. He shouted to the front in annoyance, "What does this mean? Senior official employee, don't tell me you plan to inspect the results at the last stage of transportation."

At the lighted exit of the bridge tunnel, Hiroshi Izawa was standing there, staring straight at Qiao and Reid, and ignoring Qiao's provocation.

Qiao frowned, and slowly loosened his grip on the brake. He twisted the handlebars hard, and the motorcycle engine roared heavily. "If not, get out of the way."

"Red Leonard, I'm here to see you."

Hiroshi Izawa raised his hand and pointed at Red who was sitting behind Qiao.

"I'm here to help you."

"help me?"

Red was stunned. Before he understood what Hiroshi Izawa meant, he felt a chill on his back. He turned his head abruptly and saw a slender figure standing on the other side of the bridge. At first glance, it looked like a lost beauty in a suit, but at the second glance, Red noticed something unusual. A black mark of death appeared on the face of the beauty in the suit.

Qiao, who also turned his head, whispered, "Ophino——"

Red's heart tightened, and he got out of the car, put the box on the back seat and stood sideways to warn Hiroshi Izawa and the beautiful woman in the suit. Qiao took off his helmet and shook his hair, "You betrayed Selvi Turia."

As if he had PTSD, Hiroshi Izawa's shoulders began to tremble and his outstretched fingers gradually bent.

"Betrayal or something... I just want to live!" Hiroshi Izawa waved his hands excitedly, and a black mark of death appeared on his face.

"You are also Ophio," Reid said with an extremely complicated expression.

"Ophiino won't cooperate with living people," Qiao said, not surprised at all, "So? What are you here to steal? This box?"

"Give me the box," Izawa Hiroshi lowered his voice, "Just give me the box..."

"Hiroshi Izawa, don't forget what you promised."

Before Hiroshi Izawa could finish his words, the beautiful lady in the suit spoke.

"Only the murderous Ophiino can join the Brain Group."

"Killing these two people is the condition for allowing you to join the Zhinao Group. This is an unprecedented second chance, you must cherish it."

Second chance?

Red noticed some of the words and subconsciously pressed his right hand on the box.

The corners of Hiroshi Izawa's mouth twisted a little, his breathing began to become heavier, and his pupils trembled wildly.

"Give me the box!"

As he spoke, Hiroshi Izawa rushed towards Reid with red eyes like a bull out of control. Just as Qiao was about to step forward to stop him, the beautiful woman in a suit standing on the other side raised her hand and waved the whip made of thorns. It lashed out and entangled Qiao's arm, and with a pull, Qiao flew out and fell heavily against the wall.

"skillful!"

The moment Red's attention was diverted, Hiroshi Izawa rushed up and grabbed one side of the box and tried to pull the box away. Red was startled and immediately grabbed the other side of the box tightly.

"Although I don't know the specific situation, but now! There is still time!"

"It's too late!"

Hiroshi Izawa swung hard, and his whole body changed in a strange halo, and in a blink of an eye he turned into a thorny fish-shaped monster with a body the color of ashes. Red felt a huge force hitting him and he flew backwards and hit the ground heavily. The box that was thrown away hit the wall, and the lock popped open. All the things in the box were thrown out, including a mechanical belt, a flip phone, some accessories, and a manual, which fell next to Red's hand.

"I! I'm dying! I got this second life with great difficulty! I haven't done anything yet! But I'm almost dying from the torture of Selvi Turia!" Hiroshi Izawa waved his arms at Reid angrily, and fine ashes kept coming out of Hiroshi Izawa's joints.

It seems there is no way to resolve this peacefully.

Reid glanced at the belt on the ground, supported himself with his right hand and stood up, and the Aguru belt appeared around his waist.

In short, beat them down first and then communicate.

The beautiful lady in a suit, who had an expression as if watching a show, narrowed her eyes and lowered her hands in front of her body little by little, staring at the belt on the ground.

"You're the same Red!"

Reid paused.

"You're going to die too! You're no longer human! The belt you're wearing is eating away at your brain!" Hiroshi Izawa took out his cell phone from behind and pressed the play button hard. Iida's nonchalant voice echoed in the dark bridge tunnel.

Finding the development of events very interesting, the beautiful lady in a suit put down the thorns in her hand, crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the situation in front of her with interest.

Qiao held his shoulders and stood up. As the content of the recording became more and more explicit, Qiao's eyes changed.

[He is no longer a human being, but a monster. And... even if you don't kill him, he will be completely corroded in half a year at most. However, according to the intensity of their test, it may not even take three months for his brain to be completely corroded and reduced to an irrational killing machine. If you kill him... you are helping him to be free. As long as you kill him and bring back the things that fall out of his body, it will not only be me who will benefit you.]

"Three months..." Reid's eyes widened slightly, and the Aguru belt that appeared around his waist receded little by little.

He had heard a vague picture of the situation from U, but when the actual numbers were placed in front of him, his heart was still stirred.

"Yes! You should be able to feel it too! Your body has become different!" Hiroshi Izawa raised his hand and pointed at Reid, "You should understand now that Selvi Tulia is not a shitty human rescue organization! People like us will only be exploited to death! Many people have already set their sights on you! If you stay in Selvi Tulia any longer..."

"You won't even live three months!"

"We are obviously human beings! But we are treated like weirdos!"

Chapter 12 Did you hear it? It says it's ready

Hiroshi Izawa still remembers things about his life.

An uneducated hooligans, who either smokes cigarettes and chews betel nuts while walking on the street, or sits in the game hall playing slot machines and dreaming of getting rich overnight, always bragging to others whether he has killed anyone, but he doesn't have the guts to do so.

He died in an argument. The thug who was provoked by him and dared not kill him took out a knife and hit him hard.

It felt like being burned by fire, and it was also as cold as falling into an icy abyss. He did not die immediately, so he felt very clearly what death was, and he also understood one thing clearly.

He did not have the courage or ability to kill anyone. He was extremely afraid of those who would bring death, and he did not dare to talk about killing anyone anymore. So when Orphino of the Intelligent Brain Group came to him and asked him to kill someone first, he refused and ran away. Then he was captured by Selvi Turia.

He thought he had found a refuge, but what greeted him were days like hell, endless actual combat, endless tests, and by the time he came to his senses, he... was about to die again.

He could even dismantle an armed helicopter easily, but yet he had to become a pile of ashes in that shelter where it was impossible to tell day from night?

However, Iida's rather casual remark, "Go and kill that person," broke down his last psychological defense.

[If I had known this would happen, I would have killed someone right from the start]

Such thoughts grew wildly in Hiroshi Izawa's heart, and the final result was that Hiroshi Izawa betrayed Servier Turria and contacted the Intelligent Brain Group. Although he didn't know what was in the box, since it was something transported by Servier Turria, it must be useful, and the Intelligent Brain Group should be happy to take it over.

Selvi Turia will not save this "weirdo" of his. If he wants to survive, he can only rely on the Intelligent Brain Group. As a group composed entirely of Orphino members, the Intelligent Brain Group must have a way to solve his graying problem.

Just then, a ringing sound came from Red's pocket. Red stared at Hiroshi Izawa, took out his cell phone with his right hand and glanced at the screen.

The caller was Selvi Turia.

Red stared at Hiroshi Izawa and opened the communication with his right hand. Embe's anxious voice immediately echoed throughout the channel.

"Red! Red, change the route right now! There's something wrong with Hiroshi Izawa!"

"The problem is you, Servier Turia!" Izawa Hiroshi immediately started to mock loudly, "Did you tell Reid the truth? Does he know the true condition of his body? Does he know what will happen to him in the future?"

On the other side of the phone, Embe, who was wearing a headset, was stunned for a moment and then widened his eyes, "Izawa Hiroshi? Is it Izawa Hiroshi? Do you know what you are doing! As Servai Turia——"

Before Enbei could finish his words, Hiroshi Izawa yelled back angrily.

"Shut up! I'm a member of the Brain Group now!"

Zhinao Group?

Embe felt a darkness before his eyes. Now he was worried about two things. One was that the transaction between Selvi Turia and Huaxing was known by the Zhinao Group, and the other was that he was worried that something might happen to Reid.

If something happens to Reid, U's position will become very dangerous, but if the transaction with Hanagata is discovered by the Intelligent Brain Group, it will affect the entire Servian Turia's position in [S·L].

Either they prove their innocence and destroy the Zhinao Group.

Or they simply acknowledge their partnership with Zhinao Group.

The former was simply impossible to do, and the latter was no different from the destruction of Servituria.

Embi swallowed hard and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but it was as if a pair of large hands were strangling his throat and he couldn't even breathe.

"Rui——"

"Snapped--"

Ember's expression froze.

Communication is down.