Lobotomy: Battle Master's Strongest Knight

The sound was like the waves and also like the weeping of a whale, revealing an extreme sorrow that continued to reach Shen Yu's heart.

"Under the sea, family members are always together..." Shen Yu spoke slowly, interpreting the meaning.

Seeing this, the Level 5 employee smiled and said proudly:

"You've never seen this, you country bumpkin. This is the power of the wing. Even if it's a derivative, it's not something you rats can contend with!"

The employee suddenly punched the other person's head, but the fist stopped suddenly when it was about to reach him. Then he saw the mercenary slowly raise his head, and a chuckle came from the fang mask:

"You can't do that. The sound in the ocean is still louder."

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"I say, what is the principle of moonstone?" Quincy turned to the researcher beside him, "Why do they throw them down, put some potions in the box, and when they are fished out, they become flesh and blood that produce moonstone?"

“Do you know Jung?”

"What the hell?"

"An old psychologist once proposed that over a long period of time, human spirits will continue to accumulate and converge into a subconscious ocean."

"Huh, I didn't expect that the scholars of the past would talk nonsense." Quincy snorted with disdain.

"No, that ocean does exist and connects all of humanity's past, present and future consciousness, but we cannot cross the barrier of reality. And some strange monsters in the suburbs show that there may be gaps in the barrier of reality."

"Gap, like the hole?"

"No," the researcher shook his head slightly, "the hole is just a weak point. Only the 'waves' of that ocean can be heard.

"The wave will wash away human memory, leaving only the most important parts. And we, at first, were just scholars studying this hole."

“Later, a collector brought in a monster that had been captured near the suburbs, but strangely, it had no digestive organs.

After research, we found that its saliva can dissolve human flesh, precipitate memories in the form of matter, and then use this as food..."

The researcher chuckled and looked at the upward-pointing M icon.

"Then we dissected the monster and found a method to create and purify artificial saliva. When these two were combined, they formed our singularity technology - Moonstone."

At this moment, the pulley above began to turn, and with the sound of a violent noose, the box that had been lowered earlier rose from the hole and then slowly stopped in front of Quincy.

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"Never mind. It's time to inspect the goods." Quincy shrugged, took the noise-canceling earplugs and dagger from the employee, and slowly walked to the front of the box and stood still.

As the staff on site took soundproofing measures, a tiny crack slowly appeared in the box. When air was poured into it, the ocean's waves instantly became reality.

The flesh inside the box kept wriggling, trying to protect the center. But all they had left was a shining blade in front of them.

Sizzle! The dagger slashed with a cold light, directly cutting the flesh and blood, and then a freckled child fell to the ground, and was kicked away by Quincy. After rolling on the ground for a few times, he suddenly started crying.

The unknown mass of flesh seemed to sense something and suddenly let out an even more mournful cry, wriggling continuously towards the child.

Then Quincy slowly walked forward, inserted his right hand into the other person's body and kept searching. When his fingers touched a hard object, he slowly exerted force to pull it out.

At this moment, the flesh and blood let out an even more miserable wail, and countless pieces of flesh and blood tightly grasped the pearl-like moonstone.

Seeing this, Quincy frowned slightly, cut the flesh with a knife, and blood gushed out from the broken surface, covering the dazzling moonstone.

"Good quality." Quincy wiped the blood off the top with disdain, turned around, pulled the lever and closed the box.

At this moment, flesh and blood squirmed and clung to Quincy's feet, making low waves.

No, don't take my family away.

But Quincy could not hear or understand the information. He just slowly raised his foot, and the enhanced tattoo on his skin suddenly lit up, crushing the flesh under his feet into a pulp.

His flesh and blood squirmed, trying to fight back, but he had completely lost his human form and couldn't even attack. He could only watch the box close.

"Let's start the formal extraction," Quincy nodded, turned around and ordered:

"Remember this. For boxes that you want to send out, take out the 'garbage' first, erase the relevant memories, and then throw it away."

After saying this, Quincy stuffed the moonstone he dug into his pocket, stepped on &&&'s head and said unhappily:

"Even the remaining pieces of meat are worth recycling and making into armor. You are really complete garbage."

As Quincy gave the order, the entire space roared, the iron chains creaked, and countless square boxes suddenly fell into it.

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The blinding sunlight descended from the sky, and Quincy stood aside, watching the children who were constantly being driven onto the bus.

"I say, why didn't Walker come today?" Quincy said casually, looking at the cowering man in front of him.

"Oh, Walker was attacked by suburban monsters during transportation, and he is still being rescued."

"It doesn't matter what he does, just throw away this garbage." Quincy frowned and ordered, turning around and walking to the back.

Suddenly, Quincy noticed something and turned his head abruptly, seeing the freckled idiot leaning against the car window, holding a ticket in his hand, staring at him quietly with lifeless eyes.

With the roar of the engine, the shuttle bus loaded with steel shells whizzed and disappeared into the distance.

"Manager, isn't this too cruel?" An employee stepped forward and whispered.

"Cruel? Do you feel sympathy for those non-recyclable things?"

Quincy looked at the female employee in front of him coldly and said word by word:

"Also, you have no right to question the orders of your superiors. If I hear you say something similar again, I will stuff your entire family into a box."

"I understand." Upon hearing this, the employee suddenly lowered his head and trembled all over.

Seeing this, Quincy nodded in satisfaction, turned back to his office, took out the moonstone from his pocket, and said proudly:

"The extraction job is good. The unspoken rule is that you can get a piece of moonstone. Tsk, tsk, how can you use such a precious treasure?"

As Quincy was daydreaming, the wooden door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and an employee shouted:

"Manager, something bad has happened. Our Moonstone transfer warehouse No. 1 has been stolen."

Chapter 84 Real and Fake Firearms

"What!" Quincy roared, standing up suddenly.

What on earth dared to rob the World Wings in M ​​Nest? Was he tired of living? Besides, today's guards happened to be under his jurisdiction.

At this point Quincy didn't dare to delay and hurried back to the temporary storage warehouse outside the company.

Two employees were seen collapsed on the ground, their silver-white exoskeletons torn into pieces, and the mouth of the level five employee was filled with fragments.

The box containing the moonstone had been blown open, with red liquid flowing from the broken surface, and the inside was empty.

"Who is that bastard..."

Before Quincy finished his words, a bloody musket slowly stretched out from the shadows. With a deafening gunshot, Quincy fell to the ground, and the entire dream collapsed.

Then Shen Yu returned to the eternal space where countless wheels were rotating, and noticed a strange dream wheel.

The round wheel did not have the bright light of the others, but instead emitted a sticky, stagnant glow. But the moment Shen Yu touched it, a sad memory that did not belong to Quincy came with it.

With the roar of the engine, the bus without seats whizzed towards the suburbs, and the buildings of the nest quickly retreated and gradually disappeared.

The wheels rolled over the broken road, making a harsh squeaking sound. The cold wind brought with it a musty and foul smell, which squeezed into the gaps in the car windows, went down the trachea, spread in the lungs, and caused bouts of coughing.

After passing through the haze in the sky, the sunlight has lost all its warmth, reflecting a pale scene.

The building on the right had collapsed in half, with loose cement scattered on the ground, drifting into thin lines in the wind, and broken pieces of glass scattered all over the ground, flashing strange lights.

Endless wild grass swayed in the wind, the light from the rear window gradually faded away until it disappeared, and every piece of rubble and every inch of brick and stone seemed to be telling of endless sadness.

The children held on to the railings on the ground tightly, their eyes fixed on the scene outside the window, their hearts filled with fear and questions about the unknown. They didn't know why they were brought here and where their parents had gone.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, bringing waves of shrill wails. The children's hearts skipped a beat and many of them began to cry.

With a creaking sound, the children's bodies suddenly rushed forward. When the car door opened, a man's cold voice came from the radio:

"Get out of here, everyone."

But the children looked at the endless wasteland outside the window, suddenly covered their eyes with their hands and continued crying.

When the driver heard the rustling sound coming from a distance, his body suddenly trembled and he immediately turned on the switch on the operating panel.

Then, the car windows suddenly closed, and black gas blew down from the ventilation ducts. The pungent smell instantly spread throughout the car, and the children began to cough and cry.

But even so, the children still didn't want to leave because of fear, and they covered their mouths and noses with their hands, trying their best to hold on. But in the end, the children were unable to resist the tear gas and left the car one by one.

When everyone left, the bus started moving immediately and disappeared into the distance.

I don’t know which child started crying, but all the children started crying together.

&&Stayed at the end of the line, staring blankly at the crying people in front of him, tightly holding the ticket in his hand, muttering: "Hu... Hu..."

Amid the crying, several figures slowly emerged from the haze, the iron hooks in their hands dripping with blood, and their blood-red eyes swept across the crowd.

With a sizzling sound, a child was cut in half, and his internal organs and blood gushed out. Then the monster leaned down and began to cut the flesh into smaller pieces.

The sound of flesh being cut suddenly drowned out the crying. After the shock, the children finally reacted and ran away.

＆＆I didn't know what the other person was doing, but I followed him with a smile.

With a thud, a child fell to the ground and kept crying.

"Don't... cry..." She stepped forward and helped him up, "You... didn't..."

At this moment, the child saw the scavenger approaching from behind, shouted suddenly, pushed "&" to the ground, and then ran away.

When && fell down, the ticket in his hand fell and was blown away by the wind. When && got up, he suddenly rushed in that direction.

At the same time, a scavenger discovered the other party, quietly left the team, and followed behind &&.

The ticket was flying in the air, drifting away into the distance, while && was chasing after it.

When the train stopped, the sound of waves suddenly came from the front, and && gradually stopped and looked at the boundless "big lake" in front of him.

"Lake... Lake..." && With a bright smile on his face, he suddenly rushed towards that place. He vaguely remembered that two people would be waiting for him there.

But && had just run a short distance when he suddenly fell to the ground, and at the same time a strong feeling rushed straight to his brain. && wanted to stand up, but found that he could not feel the existence of his legs.

When he turned around, he found a figure in black armor standing next to him, with blood dripping from the hook in the other person's right hand.

At the same time, && also saw his lower body at the back, but && just smiled at the scavenger, grabbed the ticket, and climbed forward.

But as another streak of blood fell, &&'s right arm slowly rolled down, and at the same time his body was suddenly pierced by the iron hook.

&& With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his only remaining left hand forward:

"Mom and Dad..."

But the only answer he got was the sizzling sound of flesh being torn apart and the sharp pain that went straight to his brain.

Under the dim sky, the swirling wind whistled, swaying a small hand tightly holding a train ticket.

"＆＆, you are our most precious treasure."

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Then, Quincy suddenly opened his eyes, put his hands in front of his chest, and subconsciously made a defensive posture. Then, he suddenly felt a cold touch on his forehead.

At the same time, a voice sounded slowly,

"You seem to look down on guns. Why don't you try it yourself?"

"Looks like you got the news?" Quincy looked up at the musket, but found something unexpected.

The rookie closer had put on a mask and was carrying a bulging sack, but the sack was covered with dense, strange words. (Loneliness)

"It is."

"Very well, tell me the news, then break the hand holding the gun, and I'll let you go." At this point Quincy snorted, "Do you think you can fool me by hiding here, changing your clothes, and making up a fake news?

"There's no exit here!"

"I say, there's a gun on your head, old man." Shen Yu put the muzzle of the gun against the man's head and looked at him as if he were a fool.

"I originally thought you had some strength and just got a gun as a decoration. But now you're actually counting on the gun."

Quincy lowered his head and chuckled, then stood up, pulled off his sleeves, pointed at the tattoo on his hand and said:

"Do you know what it means to be armed to the teeth? I can even catch a bullet..."

But before Quincy could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud gunshot. At the same time, a severed arm with a tattoo flew around and fell to the ground with a snap.