Chapter Nine: Iron-Cutting
From the enhanced hearing implanted in his cochlea, the captain of this armed security unit easily caught the shouts from above.
Of course, even without the cochlear implant, he would have noticed—the cries from above were too loud, accompanied by ragged gasps that made one fear the person might pass out at any moment.
He barely had time to exchange glances with his teammates.
The next moment, a figure stumbled down the stairs.
It was a young man who looked barely out of adolescence, quite handsome, but what caught attention was the white hospital gown stained with blood.
Upon seeing the guns pointed directly at him below, the young man clearly froze for a moment.
“Stop immediately, do not—”
“Y-you’re the guards here?”
But then a wild joy appeared on his face as he staggered forward. “You’re here to rescue me, right? Right? That cyber-madman upstairs killed so many! You’ve finally arrived! Thank God! I’m saved! I finally escaped—”
A sharp gunshot cut off his words.
The scent of gunpowder filled the air.
A bullet hole appeared in the floor in front of Song Shi.
He froze, trembling all over, stammering, “Y-you...”
“Shut your mouth and make no suspicious moves.”
Glancing at the interface on his retinal display, after facial recognition through his cybernetic eye and a database search, the person before him was identified.
T-7 Project, current volunteer, Song Shi, 3% cybernetic enhancement, an orphan placed by the Romond Welfare Institute...
“Record: one Level-3 asset recovered.”
The captain whispered, activating the recorder on his chest, then turned to a teammate behind him:
“Baron, take this guy out of the building first. Interrogate him thoroughly about the situation upstairs, then return immediately to support us.”
“Understood—no problem!”
“The rest of you, follow me up.”
“Yes, sir!”
After confirming the Level-3 asset was handcuffed, the other four set off again and soon disappeared at the stairwell.
...
The man walked briskly ahead, hurried, yet his voice was surprisingly casual.
“I don’t have time for guessing games, so I ask and you answer...”
Shaking his submachine gun, the man with a red dragon tattoo stretching from his chest to his neck suddenly laughed. “You think I’d say something like that?”
“I’m not some stickler like the captain. A lousy paycheck just over ten thousand credit points a month—why would I risk my life battling a cyber-madman?”
Baron glanced back at the trembling, silent young man and sneered.
“Hey kid, I’ll tell you something.”
He pointed upward with his index finger.
“Theoretically, this research institute is owned by Emerald Pharmaceuticals. Haha, a big company, nothing but prestige. But in reality, I bet Emerald Pharmaceuticals has long since wanted to dump this dump.”
“Let me think... using those financial buzzwords... ah, right, it’s a toxic asset.”
“When we negotiated conditions, they promised this place was backed by Emerald Pharmaceuticals, giving us access to internal employee channels, exclusive rights to buy inhibitors unavailable on the market, and discounted treatment at their affiliated hospitals if anything went wrong.”
“But after we signed on, they told me it was an outsourcing contract. To get those benefits, I’d have to buy another medical insurance—”
Baron’s anger flared suddenly, and he spat on the ground. “Fifty thousand credit points a year for the lowest coverage? I have to pay to work? Screw that!”
Unconsciously, they had arrived at the first-floor entrance.
Baron glanced at the cowering youth behind him and concluded:
“So, please act tough from now on, or at least cry your heart out and lose your voice. Buy me some time, so by the time our esteemed captain handles the cyber-madman, I can just make it back.”
“No problem.”
“Hmm, good to hear...”
Baron spoke absentmindedly, then suddenly realized something was wrong. Whirling around sharply, he was met by a cold gleam flying straight at him!
It was the handcuffs that should have been on Song Shi’s wrists!
The moment the handcuffs were hurled, Song Shi stepped forward to collide!
In the rush, Baron’s first reaction was to raise his submachine gun, but a powerful force slammed onto the barrel. Though inferior to a prosthetic limb, it was enough to deflect the muzzle slightly.
A hair’s breadth made all the difference.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bullets sparked against the wall.
Suddenly the hall lit up.
A torrent of crimson-gold flames surged toward Baron's face—almost simultaneously, Song Shi closed in from the side, pulling a tactical dagger from Baron's waist, gripping it reversed, and slashed upward at his neck!
Not an ounce of reserve—this body summoned all its spiritual energy, channeling it into Song Shi’s right arm.
Spiritual energy, the source of "spiritual technique," serves not only as a skill mana pool but also enables other operations depending on the user’s mastery.
He drained the spiritual energy in one breath to enhance his physical ability.
Even for Song Shi at this moment, this use was strained—after all, this was no longer his original, battle-hardened body capable of effortlessly wielding peak Level-4 spiritual energy.
For a moment, Song Shi’s vision dimmed.
Like a natural human losing too much blood, on the verge of fainting.
But who had time to faint now?
Ssshh—!
The military stimulants and adrenaline recently injected, combined with awakened spiritual energy and the current full spiritual energy boost, pushed the dagger-holding strength beyond natural human limits! Like a hot knife through butter, the blade instantly sliced through Baron's synthetic silicone skin, blood spraying from the wound!
Clang!
A dull metallic clash.
Though Baron lacked subdermal armor like the earlier burly man, he had prepared for vital areas. His body already replaced with a lightweight alloy skeleton.
Lower in strength, but with good biocompatibility, saving a fortune on monthly anti-rejection drugs. Plus, lighter weight made movement easier.
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