1154 Control (1/2)
On an island.
In a certain jungle with a large number of defensive structures set up, a deafening sound suddenly rang out from a secret room at the core.
Tut tut!
The sound of hurried footsteps came as a dust-laden door opened.
They saw a naked Barton crawling out of a giant eggshell.
”Did I die again?” Barton took a towel expressionlessly and started to wipe the mucus covering his body. ”What year is it? When was the last time I was here?”
”Director, the last time you were here was Black Iron Year 400. Today is Black Iron Year 401, the month of Aries…” answered one of the Investigation Agency officers respectfully.
”Seems like I died again…” Barton continued to be expressionless. ”Where did the previous me go?”
”According to the latest contact information, you were heading to Kimbert City to deal with the Dark Ritual… But…”
Just as these officers were explaining with a stutter, several urgent alarms sounded.
”Has the Egg of Destiny awakened again?”
The officers on duty opened their mouths. ”Is the Investigation Agency headquarters under attack?”
”Compared to that, I'm more curious about the Dark Ritual in Kimbert City…” Barton dressed and walked outside. He saw several other senior investigators. ”Gentlemen, we have a problem. But before that, let's undergo some examinations and treatments…”
…
”What a strange ability!” Fang Yuan's vision was far-reaching, and it reached this place in no time. He could not help being surprised. ”It's not a resurrection, but a method similar to cloning and memory copying, storage and transfer. Did they achieve this through extraordinary means? It's a low-end version of being reborn…”
In fact, the real Barton had died who knew how many times already.
What survived afterward were his clones and the memories he had engraved upon them.
Although it was just a copy, when the real thing disappeared, the one that was left was naturally the only genuine article.
Of course, with Fang Yuan's ability, it would be a piece of cake to make Barton disappear completely.
For example, he could plant a certain horrible imprint in his memory. Then, no matter how many times he was reborn, he would immediately encounter doom and eventually perish!
”However… I have no interest in killing this small fry for the second time…”
Fang Yuan shook his head and snapped his fingers.
Tut tut!
Along with the sound of footsteps, many zombie-like investigators appeared behind him.
”Go!”
The trouble he caused for the Investigation Agency previously was merely an appetizer.
The real-life version of Resident Evil was the main course!
”Maybe… there will be a very minor Easter egg as well!”
Fang Yuan gazed at Barton's torn corpse on the ground and smiled. Vines pierced through it directly.
A sound that made one cringe came. These vines were like vipers as they shattered Barton's original bones, swallowed them up, and replaced themselves in their place. He stood up staggeringly and had become a half-human, half-plant monster.
”I hope you'll be more decisive when you have to kill your corpse before it becomes the next monstrous murderer…” Fang Yuan said with some anticipation and disappeared in the void.
…
Kimbert City, outside the haunted villa.
A group of men in black surrounded it quietly, successfully completing the blockade.
”First group, break in!” Clayon finally issued his order after keeping silent for a long time.
Smack!
Equipped with extraordinary items such as enchanted bullets and voodoo dolls, a team in black climbed through a window.
”Second group!
”Third group!”
…
Not long later, all sorts of reports came.
”Backyard, no abnormalities!”
”Corridor, no abnormalities!”
”Living room, no abnormalities!”
”No traces of enemies nor any signs of fighting!”
”Lockdown the study! You two, follow me!” Clayon took a deep breath, took the two Extraordinaries with him, and waltzed through the main door of Robert's haunted villa.
”Haha… relax!” Simon crossed his arms, appearing very relaxed, as two Resurrected Corpses in black cloaks followed behind him. ”Nietzsche has already absorbed the extraordinary seed in Dream. Even if some of it remains, it wouldn't be particularly powerful…”
”Not necessarily. Moreover, that painting wiped out everyone originally in this villa…” Clayon was solemn. He took a deep breath before pushing open the doors of the study open with both his hands.
Creak!
The door opened, revealing everything behind it.
The bookshelves were lined with light and shadow.
Everything seemed to be not much different from before, and Nietzsche could not help but be in a trance.
”There it is, Dream!” Simon's voice came almost immediately.
Nietzsche regained his focus, slapped his face, and saw the painting hanging on the wall.
All right, so it seems that Boss Andy really faked the painting to deceive others. But why do both of them feel so real to me? He could not quite figure it out.All of a sudden, lightning seemed to strike his sea of consciousness. No, the one in the store felt even more terrifying!
”Simon!” Clayon gave him a meaningful glance.
Simon nodded. A Resurrected Corpse used a black cloth to cover the painting and took it down.
”Everything went well!” Simon grinned. ”I say… it's been auctioned so many times, but why didn't it show any problems before?”
”All right, get your servants to carry it out. Be careful. Let's return to the base!” Clayon was not about to let his guard down.
They walked out of the study and came to the main door.
Everything… seems to have gone too smoothly? Nietzsche thought silently. The ball of fire in his mind suddenly swelled when this idea popped into his head, exuding a hot force.
”Ah!” He covered his eyes, feeling as though his hands were on two hot stoves!