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[Without hesitation, suppress Ilya's chaotic thoughts!]
"Oh? Absolutely not! Look, now there's something else that only I can do."
Blood pump!
Du Jue, who had switched to the Thorn Spear, merely smiled in response, then gripped the spear tightly and slammed it down heavily.
Boom! !
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Chapter 257 Fear.
The powerful spearhead smashed Ilya, who was laughing gleefully, into pieces, scattering black threads like a large amount of willow catkins.
"Suppression complete!"
Du Jue turned around hastily and was overjoyed to see all the employees in the control department disappear into a field of black lines.
Bang bang bang!
Three bullets shattered the scales on Du Jue's right arm, causing him to pause in his movements and suddenly forget what he was supposed to be doing. "This is... a firearm-type EGO?!"
Coming to his senses, Du Jue stared at the EGO employee holding a revolver next to Michelle, only then realizing that reinforcements from the training department had arrived.
At the entrance to the corridor, an EGO employee set up a rusty, blood-stained gray cannon, which was clearly an EGO weapon: Harmonious Radiation, capable of directly tearing apart the enemy's mind and body.
Hey!
"Supervisor, please continue!"
He avoided diving headfirst into the crowd to fight others and tried his best to avoid exposing himself, but he could feel his strength gradually decreasing. He could only continue to swing the Crusher by sheer resilience.
Gabriel retreated to a safe area with a grim expression and hurriedly notified the security department: "Giovanni, bring everyone to join the suppression. Prevent the emergence of any abnormal entity outside of the intelligence records."
Seeing this chaotic scene, the old man, Ain, simply leaned on his cane and continued speaking.
Even if you walk with your head held high, the world keeps turning.
You told Gabriel that the experiment could save Carmen. Think about it carefully; it was your unrealistic fantasy that led him to this desperate situation.
Impulsiveness only leads to disastrous consequences, and reason is merely the prelude to a breakdown. Discard these useless things.
Boom!
Noticing that half of his red scales had shattered, Du Jue's heart pounded. There were so many different kinds of EGOs here, and without the damage reduction from his scales, he might not have been able to withstand it.
[Prevent this from happening again; the next company to go dormant will be Gabriel, and that's now!]
Ain's words brought a surge of joy to Du Jue, who was sweating profusely, as he discovered that most of the employees he had been arguing with were now frozen in place, just as they had been moments before.
He immediately broke away from the fierce battle, stepping onto the corridor smashed by Galion. He immediately caught sight of the cannon aimed at him and felt a chill run down his spine. He had to avoid being hit head-on by this EGO after his weakened state.
The hidden dragon should not be used!
"call!"
A thick cloud of white smoke, impossible to observe, billowed out, causing the powerful sonic cannon that pierced through steel to land behind Du Jue, who had already scrambled to his side with Black Line Gabriel.
Sure enough, they heard the other person whispering at that moment.
"It is illogical to put a minister on hiatus at this time. I would never have agreed to do this a few days ago."
Gabriel opened his eyes groggily and was somewhat surprised to see Du Jue in front of him. "But working here always requires adaptability. Rigidity and indifference will only cause our hearts to slowly rot."
"I don't want you here. I think both Ain and I should accept the sadness in our hearts and gain extraordinary rationality, right?"
"Of course, Minister."
While taking a moment to respond to Gabriel's refusal, Du Jue didn't stop, sweeping his hand towards Du Jue's head.
Swish!
The head of the intelligence department, along with his staff, vanished as black lines.
Giovanni, who arrived just in time, sighed: "It seems... the security department is late... but luckily I've already started the regeneration reactor here."
Chi Chi Chi!
Large amounts of pale green gas were ejected from the pipes on both sides, mixing with the suppressed white smoke.
"What's this?!"
Having landed a successful shot, Du Jue hurriedly retreated, holding his breath with extreme caution, and focusing his attention on the EGO weapons in the training department.
Hidden behind the smoke, Galion replied slowly and deliberately, "It's a mental pollution neutralizing gas from the Security Department. Just think of it as a powerful sedative, but it won't affect the employees' combat effectiveness."
It's good that it's not poison. We need to prevent the current physical condition from being lowered by the new employees. It would be ridiculous if they were poisoned and passed out here.
As the old man, Ain, looked up, the wrinkles on his forehead gathered together. "Michelle is kind but timid. She is afraid of the world. If we had given her more care, she wouldn't have run away and become an informer."
"The destruction of the research institute wasn't her fault, it was ours. Now that things have settled down, it's too late. Stop it! Don't you think all these past sins stemmed from that overconfident dream?"
[Prevent this from happening again! Minister Michel is now in hibernation, so hurry!]
Du Jue, who was focused on his work, did not answer the old man Ai Yin's question. After all, he had already said what he needed to say many times, and there was no need for him to say it again.
After breaking through the EGO employees who stood there with guns, Du Jue, panting heavily, put his hand on Michelle's shoulder. He felt like his lungs were about to explode; he hadn't felt so exhausted in a long time.
“Supervisor, we shouldn’t dwell on the past. I understand that the mistake of informing can’t be undone or forgiven, so I’ve been pretending to be a good person. But the harsh work here has changed me.”
If you persevere, you can continue living with ever-growing hope and kindness!
Michelle, still half-asleep, looked at Du Jue in surprise, tilting her head adorably and asking, "Du Jue, will this really help you? I'm happy as long as it's helpful. Is there anything else you need me to do?"
"It's nothing, it'll be over soon."
call!
The powerful thorn spear ripped apart the human body before it, instantly fading its color and scattering black lines everywhere.
Noticing that only Minister Giovanni, with black lines, remained in the corridor, the old man Ein lowered his head and closed his eyes. "Then I can only ask one last question."
"What good is all of this? I've told you so many times, you have nothing left. No matter how much you restrain yourself, you have to admit that you lost the will to live after Carmen left."
[To prevent this, the last minister, Giovanni, is entering hibernation.]
Thank you so much for the changes you've brought to the ministers. I think stagnant cycles are destined to be broken, and that's the significance of my moment.
"Damn it! You make it sound so easy, I'm just too exhausted!"
With one hand against the wall, Du Jue felt his brain buzzing, but he managed to push forward only after noticing that all the EGO employees in the corridor had stopped.
"Hey, do you need any help, sir?"
Gallion, leisurely emerging from the white-green smoke, turned his head to watch Du Jue limping forward, carefully examining the jeans that showed no signs of damage.
Standing still, Giovanni calmly watched Du Jue approach. "I don't know why I'm persisting in living this painful life."
But I realized that as long as I was alive, I had a responsibility to care about what would happen next, so I chose to embrace greater courage and persevere.
"But I really hate living here, supervisor, and Du Jue, please end it as soon as possible."
"Ah."
Bang!
The spear cleaved down from above, instantly silencing the entire scene.
After the heavy breathing subsided, the old man, Ain, spoke again.
"Since you have already given this answer, I have no reason to hinder your work."
This is Angela. Please take care of your personal safety while working in the construction department.
From this moment on, the Seed of Light project is irreversible, even if time were to rewind, it is far too vast.
I don't want to lose my partners after all the success.
Fear is such a strange thing.
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Chapter 258 BUG.
"Cough cough vomit!"
As Du Jue leaned against the wall to vomit, he felt his stomach churning, as if the intense, high-pressure battle had caused his stomach to spasm.
Fortunately, with the disappearance of the old man Ein, the power that had just been lost returned to his body, but the feeling of exhaustion still made him kneel on the ground.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this is truly a perfect execution ground; everyone can find a suitable instrument of torture here."
Galion calmly reached out to Du Jue, who was leaning over, and said, "Du Jue, look, Ain is very talented, isn't he?"
He raised his hand to wipe away the saliva he coughed up from the corner of his mouth. Du Jue looked at Galion's fair palm and wondered if this guy could use K Company's regenerating ampoules to bathe for free, otherwise how could he still be so fair and tender after a battle?
It seems that even in the city, having a government-affiliated job is still great!
Stopping those wild thoughts, I instinctively reached out to take the other person's hand and stand up. "Uh, what kind of talent is this? Is it some kind of artistic talent like the ring finger?"
Swish!
Galion quickly withdrew his hand, causing Du Jue to almost stumble and fall as he grasped at empty air. "The Ring Finger, sometimes it can give me some inspiration. To be honest, the same old executions are quite boring. I prefer betrayal and informing."
Du Jue, who had just grasped at empty air, stood up against the wall speechlessly. "Then you must have gotten along well with Master Wim. It's a pity she's already dead. Her body was refined by her apprentices."
"And why are you dodging with your hand?"
Du Jue, having put away his weapon, looked down at the office, which had become an ordinary place. However, he could see with his naked eye that the cabinets and sofas were distorted, perhaps a characteristic of mental projection.
Gallion turned back to the records department and replied indifferently, "I just saw you coughing up what looked like your lungs, and I was wondering if you'd cough up your heart too, so I reached out to catch it and see. Why did you grab my hand?"
These words left Du Jue speechless. He couldn't understand Gallion's thought process. Could a normal person cough to this extent?
Has this guy gone mad from being locked up here?!
The two remained silent as they took the elevator back to the upper floor.
meeting room.
To avoid walking in while yawning, the classic Angela Griffin silhouette was immediately visible, prompting the observation that this has almost become the default setting for meeting rooms.
To his surprise, his supervisor, Ain, came here again. Instead of taking a seat, Ain stood with his arms crossed at the entrance of the conference room.
"No more, long time no see."
Ain greeted them and then fell silent, focusing his attention on Galion, who was following behind Du Jue.
As Du Jue casually sat down, he felt his eyelids drooping. He was overwhelmed by a wave of drowsiness whenever he had free time, and he wished he could fall asleep right there. But seeing that the conference room was very quiet, he turned to look at Gallion beside him.
"Oh? It seems there's no place for me here."
Seeing the two silent people and the machine, Gallion, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, turned and left.
Just as he was about to take a step, Galion whispered to Du Jue, "Actually, I'm very curious about you. I remember someone reported that your research institute was suspected of violating the taboo of cloning. I didn't expect you to still be alive."
"That was something that was prohibited before, it has nothing to do with me."
Du Jue felt truly innocent this time, and he suddenly felt fortunate that the trip to Emerald Green had been completely ruined, otherwise he might have had to take the blame for something else.
"That excuse sounds familiar, so let's talk about it another time."
After Gallion left and closed the door, the meeting room fell silent again.
Barely managing to muster his energy, Du Jue looked at Ain and asked, "So, is it time to get off work now? I haven't heard that term in ages."
"Yes."
Ain nodded, but opened the door again. "I still have many questions to ask you about the beginning of my memory recovery, but you're right, that was the old Du Jue. You are completely different now."
"At this point, I don't want to care about anything else. As long as the Seed of Light is completed as planned, I will merge into that light. I don't want to and can no longer control what happens after that."
"Let's work our last bit to get through this nightmarish cycle, and whether we succeed or fail, at least... let's not let it repeat itself."
After finishing speaking, Ain seemed to have made up his mind and turned to leave.
What are they babbling about now? Have they realized the difference between themselves and the chief?
Du Jue stared in bewilderment at Ain's retreating figure, only to find the conference room door closing automatically.
Angela's cool voice finally rang out, "Du Jue, there's something I need to explain."
"Actually, the headquarters' cycle has a fixed script. Once the script is violated, it will be forced to restart due to the detection of errors. Even I, as the executor, do not have the authority to cancel it."