Chapter 484

Zuo Bai's Nao Hai surfaced the blackboard writing of "New Employee Training":

——【Parasite Seed Characteristics】

1. Thorn Contraction Reorganization (neural connection completed within 0.4 seconds)

2. Host Memory Fully Preserved (consciousness contamination)

3. Ability Amplification 200%-300% (specific value depends on the host's foundation)

4. Behavior Pattern shifts to 【Destiny】 Mode (same kind of lunatic)

The scene before his eyes matched the blackboard exactly.

Only to see, the parasitized warrior's writhing thorns contracted back into his body like living things, forming dense black vessels beneath his skin.

His damaged head was filled with thorns, yet the left half still retained the outline of his features from life, while the right half of his face was completely thornified—black thorn fibers drilled out from his eye sockets, nose cavity, and ear canals, intertwining into a grotesque half-mask.

His eyeballs spun wildly, his line of sight sweeping over Zuo Bai, then sizing up every companion around him.

He grinned, thorns wriggling between his teeth, yet spoke in a familiar voice:

"Zuo Bai, A-7B-3C-9"

Aside from Zuo Bai, the other warriors had no names, only corresponding numbers.

He was accurately calling out each person's name one by one.

With each number spoken, the corresponding team member trembled involuntarily.

These E Corpse warriors, seasoned in a hundred battles, now felt a chill down their spines one by one.

As he recited, he reached his hand into the back of his own neck.

With a violent tear, his entire spine along with the nerve bundle was pulled out intact.

The old him absolutely could not pull out his own spine, but the current him could pull out his own spine and turn it into a weapon.

Not only had his abilities strengthened, but the nano worms inside him had also strengthened.

The pitch-black nano worms became more viscous, writhing and deforming around the spine, turning into rings of ghastly barbs, each barb oozing dark neurotoxin.

"Come into my arms……"

He brandished the pitch-black spine like a whip, pointing it at his former comrades, grinning as he invited:

"Symbiose with me, bloom beautifully together!"

Zuo Bai's heart bottom turned cold: "Everything on the blackboard matches."

The scientist's usual calm could not hold; his face stiffened, mouth corner twitching as he looked toward the few people slowly approaching, his voice dry and hoarse:

"You are Destiny's……apostles!"

He had originally been about to say "lunatic," but he remembered he had to be polite, so he switched to the honorific.

As for whether the arrivals were disguising themselves with Destiny's business card, that thought did not even form an electrical signal between Zuo Bai's nerve synapses.

As management personnel of the E Corpse Teaching stationed in the Sixth District, he could access and read the Teaching's classified documents more than ordinary combat personnel.

In the past 20 years, the number of evil organizations completely erased by "Destiny" was 37.3 times the Upper City Council's purge records.

This was still the most conservative data estimate compiled by the E Corpse Teaching through intelligence gathering.

The real data would only be more terrifying, and the reasons for those erased were countless, beyond Zuo Bai's imagination.

It was no exaggeration to say that the E Corpse Teaching, as an "ambitious" aspirant aiming for the top ten evil organizations, did not fear the Upper City Council's wanted notices.

But if a Destiny lunatic passed by their doorstep and sneezed, they'd have to prepare for a collective move.

Don't think this is alarmist; these are bloody lessons left by peers.

After all, the Upper City Council could still communicate, compromise, make under-the-table deals, and reason, but as for Destiny……better not mention it.

The bald Captain walked forward slowly while picking his teeth with his fingernails:

"You speak quite nicely, but I'm still more used to being called a lunatic."

Confirmed without doubt, that was the flavor.

Almost as soon as the words landed, two combat team members suddenly withdrew their auras, turned around, and fled.

Their tactical boots scraped harshly on the asphalt road, and in the blink of an eye they had rushed over ten meters.

Zuo Bai's eye corner twitched slightly, suppressing the chill surging in his heart:

"I don't remember offending Destiny anywhere, do I?"

Hong Ya bit her straw, threw Zuo Bai a come-hither glance, and said faintly:

"So far, no. So we're just here to say hello, and pick up something on the way."

Zuo Bai's expression eased slightly, and he answered without hesitation:

"I don't know what the two of you want to take? If I have it, I will surely offer it with both hands, without a second word."

Hong Ya "pfft" laughed out loud, seeming to find Zuo Bai's appearance very amusing.

She curled the straw into her mouth and giggled:

"Good feelings, then please leave your head with us."

Hiss—

The parasitized warrior, as if receiving an order, waved his arm, the spine winding toward Zuo Bai's neck; this scene had a sense of deja vu.

Not one of the surrounding combat team members stepped forward to rescue; instead, they exhaled in relief as if unburdened, as if glad it wasn't themselves who were chosen.

They didn't even exchange glances with each other, yet turned around simultaneously with great tacit understanding, scattering to flee.

Someone activated their prosthetic overclocking mode, leg hydraulic devices bursting with sparks;

someone threw smoke grenades wildly, releasing smoke to conceal their figure;

someone grabbed Ebian Xingfen Yao and injected it into their neck, their body suddenly swelling up like a balloon, one step equaling two previous steps.

Zuo Bai felt his lungs were about to explode.

He retreated several steps under his feet, forcing out a polite smile, but his voice was like a model student asking a proper question in class:

"Why? Can you tell me why you absolutely must take my head?!"

Before the words fell, a pitch-black spinal bone grazed past his cheek like lightning.

The split wound was instantly injected with neurotoxin, a burning pain rushing along the facial nerves straight to his brain.

"Speed is a full three times faster than before."

Zuo Bai's pupils contracted sharply, his brain completing data comparison in one-thousandth of a second.

He abruptly seized the other's wrist, a heavy fist directly blasting through that madly shaking head.

Yet the other's split mouth corner twisted into a bizarre smile, bloody teeth not dodging or avoiding, excitedly biting toward his fist.

"Completely insane, is this kind of madness the pollution of 【Destiny】?"

Zuo Bai could clearly hear his own "thump-thump-thump" heartbeat.

This kind of zero-distance frontal contact, Zuo Bai's heart "thump-thump-thump" beating wildly, this kind of zero-distance sensation, made his perception and understanding of the data on the Wenzijian even deeper.

No wonder, all colleagues fear 【Destiny】 to death.

This really can't be blamed on colleagues, 【Destiny】 is truly too deranged.

Even more no wonder the Upper City Council fights them just perfunctorily going through the motions, but encircling and suppressing 【Destiny】 is like they've taken drugs, sparing no cost.

This also truly can't be blamed on the Upper City Council, just blame 【Destiny】 itself!

At this moment,

As an evil scientist of the E Corpse Teaching, Zuo Bai, from the bottom of his heart, felt a shared understanding and empathy with all villains, as well as the Upper City righteous path...

(End of Chapter)