Chapter 65 - CH 50: PAST? (4) (1/2)
LET GO BACK TO 20 MINUTES AGO:
A green soft eerie light filled the road.
Kuroha took his step carefully as he evaluated the scene. If the scene before was like that of a badly done Sci-fi movie, this one would one done with a clearly higher budget.
Tubelike things could be seen in and out of the floor.
He began to follow their direction. After a while, he reached another large gate. This gate though didn't seem able to open automatically,
(”Destroy it. it wasn't one of the protection gates so it shouldn't be too hard.”)
”Protection?”
(”...”)
”*Sigh* Ok I understand.”
He once again used his knife to cut his hand. As the blood began to flow, he couldn't help but think for an easier way to activate his power. Enemies fast enough wouldn't give him the time to search for a knife and cut himself every time.
As the blood continued to flow out, it began to slowly condense and took the form of a large(very large) hand.
Kuroha slowly put himself in a punching position, before clenching his fist. When he did that, the large hand made of blood that was floating behind him also followed his movements.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes,
”My right hand is the hand of a giant.”
and then...punched.
The moments he did, the hand behind him was hurled at an unbelievable speed before hitting the gate with all it might.
BOOM!!!
The result was immediate. The gate was destroyed and crumbled like paper.
[GIANT HAND], another original technique he created. No, it was just a part of a greater technique he was preparing himself for.
Truthfully speaking, Kuroha didn't really create techniques. The only limits of his blood manipulation were his own imagination and the power of his mind.
What he did was more like saving a combo. Creating new and complex form took time. As such he only trained in a few sets of forms and used them again and again until he could summon them nearly instantly.
As could be seen, this ”technique” still required more work in order to be usable in live combat. It was only in manga or novel that enemies would be stupid enough to give the time to launch one own final attack.
”*Cough* *cough* Man, the dust is really bad.”
After he destroyed the gate, he waited patiently for the dust to settle down. He really feels like he would face a great danger once he entered. No way he would enter while his sight was hampered by the dust.
He really didn't know what could kill him, but he didn't want to find it out either.
Once, the dust settled down, he carefully entered. He didn't know if something could stay alive for so many years down here, but be careful never hurt.
This continued for a few minutes until he finally saw it.
Tubelike Container with shining green liquid in it. This made him frown. Those kinds of things generally screamed genetic manipulation and human experimentation.
(AN: For those who follow the manga, this isn't the laboratory where the doctor meets tomura and the villain league but it basically looks like it. The nomu keep in that laboratory are too powerful to appear so soon.)
Well, he shouldn't be surprised. There's no way he was their sole victim.
Those containers were neatly placed in three-row. For a total of ten in each row.
He curiously comes close to one and swiped the dust covering it. Words were written on it.
”3771-N-3”
Kuroha tilted his head in wonder. 3771? What did it mean? He began to look at some other container and saw the same. 3771-N-6; 3771-N-1; 3771-N-20.
No matter which container he looked at, the numbers and words 3771-N could be seen. For some reason, this number filled him with disgust.
”Madness. What does it mean?”
(”N stands for nomu or brainless in English. The nomu are being, human being, who were experimented on in order to find the secret of holding multiples quirk in one body.”)
Kuroha feels a chill go through his body. Just how evil one had to be in order to experiment on so many people?
”What about 3771? Any indices on it.”
(”...”)
”Madness?”
(”Continue walking, there should be some electronic records if no one erased them.”)
Understanding that it was useless to continue. Kuroha stopped talking and began to walk. Finally, he stopped in front of what looked like a very big computer.
”Incredible. How is it possible for such a facility to still exist? What's about this computer? ”
(”Put your thumbs on the scanner close to the keyboard. Once you activate it, you should see the truth of what happened here.”)
Kuroha looked around before seeing said scanner. He followed Madness instruction and put his thumbs on it, but the moment he did, a need came out and prickled his thumbs.
This level of pain couldn't even make him frown, but it was really infuriating to be wounded so suddenly.
”Oi...Mad...”
*Beep* *Beep*
He wanted to complain, but the screen suddenly lit up. A voice sounded in the laboratory,
[...SCANNING BLOOD...]
[60%....80%...95%...100%]
[SCAN COMPLETE: BLOOD IDENTIFIED]
[CODE NAME: ROOT OF EVIL.]
[WELCOME N°3771]
[...SCANNING FOR THE PRESENCE OF A SANCTIONED PERSONNEL...]
[...80%...95%...100%]
[SCAN COMPLETE: ABSENCE OF SANCTIONED PERSONNEL...]
The moment those words sounded. The screen that was lit up immediately shut down before lithing up once again. This time though, everything was red. A large word, Warning, was written. At the same, the voice sounded out again alongside a cacophony of noise and alarm sound.
[WARNING...WARNING...WARNING]
[N°3771 ENTERED THE ROOM UNACCOMPAGNIED]
[ACTIVATION DU PROTOCOLE REDLAW]
The moment those words sounded, all alarms bell stopped. The words, warning stopped flashing on the screen. The very moment it stopped, the screen lit up once again before giving place to what seemed like a recording.
”Test...Test. Hum, seem like it's good. Hello 3771 how are you?”
Kuroha was stupefied. Once those warnings words appeared, his first instinct was to flee. But, hearing this voice made him hesitate and decided to wait and listen. He would come to regret this decision later.
The voice coming out from the recording was different from the cold and emotionless voice of the system of this laboratory.
It was an old voice, the voice of an old man.