Legend of the Cyber Heroes-Chapter 60 - Hunting Game
60: Chapter 60: Hunting Game
60 -60: Hunting Game
“With a bang,” Little Poison Insect was thrown entirely by Xiang Shan, crashing into the training room and toppling a glass jar.
The pungent smell of preservative liquid instantly spread everywhere.
Xiang Shan sighed and said, “I’m sorry, I accidentally broke something.
I’ll compensate.”
—Compensate?
Compensate for what…
Little Poison Insect looked at the object he had smashed.
He remembered that it was supposed to be…
a brain specimen.
It was the brain he had first used to practice skills when he started researching the Demon Sect’s methods.
Naturally, the original owner of the brain had been a random victim of robbery.
At that time, his skills were rudimentary; he had only tried altering the arrangement of the temporal lobe, which caused irreversible damage to the brain’s overall structure and completely destroyed its function.
To commemorate this great beginning, he had preserved this brain.
If Xiang Shan was to compensate for this specimen…
“What exactly do you want…” Little Poison Insect said bitterly, “What are you really here for?”
“The same as you guys,” Xiang Shan said as if it was the most natural thing in the world, “Stealing things, and also, venting violence.”
As he spoke, he kindly and friendly pulled Little Poison Insect up from the ground.
Little Poison Insect, furious, threw a punch to knock down Xiang Shan.
But Xiang Shan merely flicked his hand and disrupted his balance.
His punch missed, making him fall forward, while Xiang Shan took the opportunity to prop his chin with an arm and then forcefully twisted it.
With a snap, Little Poison Insect’s spine broke, and his prosthetic body lost control.
Xiang Shan held Little Poison Insect’s head in his hands, letting him look around and asked, “See anything?”
“Those messed-up things I did…”
Inside this training room, there were several brains.
Some of these brains were exposed to the air with electrodes connected, while others were immersed in a liquid rich in synthetic respiratory pigment, hooked up to some wriggling organs.
On closer inspection, it seemed the brains had undergone modifications; some had their myelin sheaths dissolved and then had artificial electrodes implanted, and others had altered neural network connections.
Xiang Shan could even vaguely distinguish the traces of “experimental groups” from “control groups.”
These were not all.
According to Gleayard’s memories, in the last two years, they had repeatedly conducted such operations.
Some brains from failed experiments that had not died were turned by Little Poison Insect into entertainment tools.
Others that had died were recycled for biological resources.
“Breaking your things, I truly feel guilty.
Since I said I would compensate, I will definitely give you something identical,” Xiang Shan whispered beside Little Poison Insect’s auditory organ, “Then, I’ll tell you some good news in advance—the raw material will be that very brain you’re most familiar with.
Surprised or not?
Happy or not?”
“You…
you this…” Little Poison Insect nearly cried out, “Like this…
like this…”
“Okay, let me ask you another question…” Xiang Shan twisted Little Poison Insect’s head one hundred eighty degrees so their prosthetic eyes perfectly faced each other, “Tell me, do these brains that you’ve tormented have any chance of recovery?”
“Impossible…
There’s no such precedent…”
“Think carefully.
It’s okay if there’s no precedent; any inspiration or idea will do!” Xiang Shan said, “I think you should hope you know.
If you think of a method…
I’ll practice on yours before trying to restore those brains.
This is your only chance!”
Little Poison Insect shivered.
In other words…
no matter what, he was definitely going to be “repaid” by Xiang Shan in kind.
“Oh, I have a little something else to take care of right now.
You think carefully, think hard,” Xiang Shan said as he let go of Little Poison Insect, then continued to disable Little Poison Insect’s prosthetic hands and legs with multiple heavy moves.
Then, Xiang Shan left the room without looking back.
Seeing Xiang Shan move away, Little Poison Insect struggled to drag his body across the floor using his chin.
Since his neck had been twisted by Xiang Shan into a tangled mess of flesh and metal, this movement was very difficult.
But still, he persisted.
He moved his head in front of an Automatic Maintenance Instrument.
This device could allow a person to replace their own prosthetic limbs.
“Activate, authorization password 1587AG…” Little Poison Insect called out with difficulty.
Finally, a pair of mechanical arms emerged from above, grabbed his head, and lifted him to a height of two meters.
More mechanical arms extended from inside, locking onto screws and interfaces on the prosthetic body, quickly disassembling them.
Soon, the damaged prosthetic body was detached from Little Poison Insect’s head.
A spare prosthetic body was taken out by the mechanical arms from a sealed cabinet.
—Alright…
this is the last chance…
—Before he comes back…
Just at that moment, the entire room suddenly lost power.
In the darkness, only the head of Little Poison Insect was stunned.
Then, he remembered, this was the training room he shared with Gleayard.
Naturally, Gleayard’s privileges were higher than his.————-
Since Xiang Shan had killed Gleayard, he naturally had Gleayard’s privileges.
The Hero was just waiting for this moment.
He chose this moment to cut the power.
The head-only Little Poison Insect was stunned.
After a few seconds, this member of the Green Forest viciously said, “If that’s the case, then I’ll make sure you get nothing!”
He issued a ‘overwrite’ command to the chip in his brain, trying to cover the original content with meaningless gibberish.
But…
For the first time in his life, Little Poison Insect saw an “error” pop up within his prosthetic eye’s field of view.
Startled, Little Poison Insect then issued a “delete” command.
“error.”
He tried to overwrite and delete again.
“error”
“error”
“error”
“error”
“error”
Little Poison Insect realized it.
In the moment their eyes met, Xiang Shan had revoked his authority.
In the darkness, all resistance and dignity were crushed, leaving only a head of a Martial Artist who finally, with his specially cultivated biological tear glands, shed tears.
“Wu…
Ahhhhhhhhh!
Kill me!
Kill me now!
If you are truly a Hero, kill me now!”
……………………………………
This incident happened roughly fifteen minutes before Little Poison Insect cried.
At that time, Xiang Shan had just entered the parking lot.
At that time, no one believed that the Z organization had less than a thousand seconds left.
Emiko, clutching a baby, ran desperately through the corridor.
She was the last one…
no, rather, the second to last one.
Among the group captured with her, she was already the last one.
But perhaps due to being unusable, the place where they were detained still had a dying girl.
This girl was just over two years old, could say a few simple words, but not in sentences—probably because no one had taught her, her progress in speaking lagged far behind her peers, and she did nothing but cry all day.
Unfortunately, her entire mouth had been removed, leaving a trumpet attached to her face, while a tube opened on her throat.
Initially, Emiko found the baby incredibly annoying.
She was constantly facing the threat of death; how could she care about such matters?
But Emiko’s sister felt great pity for the baby.
Occasionally, she would bite her own thumb and drip blood into the nutrient delivery tube on the girl’s throat to soothe the child.
Fortunately, they both had very low modification rates, “almost natural persons” from the lower ranks of society; otherwise, they couldn’t have managed this.
In the long…
uncounted days of captivity, this little girl seemed to become one of the few consolations within the cage.
Occasionally, girls with low modification rates by the Green Forest would be dragged out to do despicable things.
But after enduring such humiliations, it seemed that holding the child could provide a bit of solace to their spirits.
Well, it would have been better if the child didn’t cry.
That’s what Emiko thought.
The more Yawgmoth advocated “the duty of humans to continue their genes,” the more those in the Martial World seemed to disdain it.
They didn’t mind using the biological cells of both parties to create gametes and producing offspring, but they despised being dominated by the instinct of “gene continuation.” There were no taboos on the Green Forest side, but few actually liked it.
Most of the time, a few people just huddled inside the cage.
The number inside the cage dwindled further.
It was probably yesterday when Emiko’s sister was taken away.
Emiko passed out crying.
When she woke up, it was only the child gently patting her face.
Emiko wept bitterly.
But at that moment, she realized the cage seemed to be unlocked.
The girl made a fierce decision and escaped with the baby.
Once she left the cage, she realized the Green Forest’s guard over her was incredibly lax.
Along the way, all of them were engrossed in their games.
She always found cover.
Soon, she found a way out and entered the corridor.
Emiko trembled with excitement.
She recognized this area—she had seen such scenes when she was captured.
The long, dark corridor felt like a path leading to the world of death.
But Emiko had no choice but to sprint.
Running was her only option.
After turning several corners, she intuitively entered a side passage.
But at the next corner, a boy around ten years old suddenly appeared before her.
Emiko startled, thinking he was one of the Green Forest, and almost screamed.
But after seeing Yuki’s face, she hesitated for a moment.
— Is he also someone who escaped like me?
The girl thought this and then decisively turned around.
If Yuki had escaped, it meant that direction was not the way out.
And if Yuki was with the Green Forest, then she had already exposed herself.
Change direction… That way, she and the boy might both have a chance to get out…
Yuki, in turn, clutched his heart.
Honestly, he was scared half to death.
If he hadn’t realized there couldn’t be a Green Forest with such a low rate of modification, he would have uttered the incantation his master taught him.
— What on earth is that woman…
Yuki watched the woman leave in the opposite direction.
Master had just left a minute ago…
This…
It was then that Yuki heard the sound of tires.
