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"This is... an alarm sounding for an abnormality to escape. Isn't that normal?"
Glancing at the corner of Galion's clothes mixed with bits of flesh, Du Jue listened carefully to the familiar alarm sound and confirmed that there was nothing wrong. "It should have been triggered by that anomaly called Nothingness."
Du looked at Benjamin, who was slowly climbing out from the top of the ruins, and nodded to him. Now that the core suppression had been lifted, there was no need to make things tense. Suddenly, he realized what Galion was wondering about.
The construction department is behind the door!
That was the only department in headquarters that didn't imprison abnormalities, so there was no way it could have that kind of alarm sound!
"Let's go in and take a look. We can't just keep waiting here."
Having recovered, Du Jue stepped into the corridor first, only to find that it was no different from the rest of the place, and even cleaner and newer.
The only difference is that the screen above the gate is no longer an electronic time display, but a very clear 3D projection of an old man with a cane.
Galion, who was following closely behind, recognized the other person at a glance. "Ain, are you involved in the core suppression as well?"
A poignant, weathered voice echoed in my heart.
Please call me ABEL for now. As Benjamin said, their sacrifice was meaningless, and that is why I am here.
All innocent souls are imprisoned here, and when all is over, they will slumber along with this place.
Even if you can issue the order to suppress Benjamin, your heart is still filled with endless fascination with them, and you may still be cautiously hoping that this time the situation will improve.
But...no...that's impossible. This is just wishful thinking on your part; you haven't even consulted the ministers' opinions.
dong dong.
The sound of hurried, rapid footsteps immediately came from across the corridor, followed by Ilya leading the employees in single file.
"Don't be nervous, just do it as we've always trained! We'll definitely be able to suppress the two escaped anomalies!"
The familiar tone was exactly the same as Ilya's, but when Du Jue looked up, all he saw was a tangled mess of black lines on the other person's face that he couldn't make out.
"Target confirmed: 0-03-04 Eliminate and T-01-21 Garion. We need to suppress them as quickly as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."
Subsequently, Gabriel led EGO employees to block the corridor.
Du Jue stared intently at the same black lines on Gabriel's and the employees' faces, and suddenly realized—he had become an escaped anomaly?!
"It's a very novel experience. It would be interesting to create an amusement park using this technology."
Despite his praise, Galion didn't hesitate to slam his fist into the wall. The steel fragments shattered instantly, like a flood bursting its banks, engulfing the arriving employees.
The next moment, the equipment that looked just like EGO swept away all the obstacles, and the black-lined employees swiftly attacked again.
The order from the supervisor, Ai Yingguo, came through the walkie-talkie tucked into Du Jue's waist: "Just like Benjamin, suppress it. These endless myths can no longer be an obstacle when we decide to invite Du Jue to cybernetize everyone!"
Before confirming the situation of these black-line employees, Du cautiously avoided them and even tried to provoke and mock Ilya, but she dismissed it as the ravings of a freak.
It seems that communication is impossible.
He dodged the bright red blade on the right, then, with his gladiator exoskeleton on, he grabbed his opponent's forearm and pulled him back sharply, causing him to lose his balance instantly.
call out!
The thorn spear pierced the man's right shoulder with lightning speed, splattering blood and foam all over the faces of the employees behind him.
Tear!
With a powerful, forceful swing, Du Jue ripped the opponent's entire right arm off, bone and all. The opponent immediately cried out in agony, "Gariom, these guys seem to have bodies almost like living people!"
"Perhaps it's a mental projection of someone else in the Construction Department, but it's clearly not human."
Gallion ruthlessly swung his hand and unleashed a giant key that cracked everything in its path, from human bodies to steel. "But I just saw Tiffany, who is already dead. This should be an entity constructed from the impressions of the ministers."
Boom!
The civilian staff lined up behind immediately raised their specially made pistols and fired a volley.
Du Jue merely retreated and crouched down, after all, he had a gladiator exoskeleton that could effectively defend against ranged attacks, but at this moment he suddenly heard Gabriel's cold urging voice.
"Now! Destroy the remaining mouths that the anomaly has blocked, and never let it control the minds of the employees."
The rest of his mouth? He's not an alien, how could he possibly have more?
call out!
Two bullets accurately shattered the walkie-talkie hanging on his waist and the earpiece in his right ear, which made Du Jue stand up in surprise.
Does that mean the supervisor can turn around and order these unscrupulous employees around? That sounds reasonable!
[Stop it, can you hear me? This is your supervisor, Ain, contacting you.]
The sudden communication made Du Jue look down at the metal nameplate on his chest, not expecting that this thing could work now.
"No problem, I'm listening!"
He strode forward and charged at the gun squad composed of civilians, refusing to hold back and smashing their heads to pieces.
【Very good. I am now having Angela put Minister Ilya and Minister Gabriel into a brief dormant state. This will effectively reduce their conscious activity, making it easier for you to quickly resolve the corresponding fake departments.】
Hey!
Is it really that simple and crude?!
"These ministers don't seem as frail as they appear on the outside."
Galion's words immediately made Du Jue turn his head to look.
Her signature disintegrating yellow light stopped in front of Black Line Gabriel, who was standing with his arms crossed.
Black Line Gabriel continued to direct his employees in battle, looking down at the yellow light at his feet and coldly saying, "I don't need to change."
Are you ready to eliminate this problem?
"Gario, we have a plan here. Cover me!"
Put away the crushing force, and refrain from giving a definite answer simply by picking up a thorny spear.
Upon hearing this, Galion stepped aside, passively defending against the attack. "Is that so? Let's wait and see."
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Chapter 256 is divided equally.
A long-handled logging axe, stained with blood, whistled past Du Jue's face, its powerful force splitting the red-painted fire extinguisher in two like a wooden stake, instantly spewing out a large amount of white smoke.
Red Dragon Scales!
The gladiator exoskeleton rapidly transformed into scales, making Du Jue feel itchy all over, but he had no time to care about anything else at the moment. He gripped the crusher with both hands and swung it forward in a heavy semi-circle.
Immediately, two people fell backward as if they had been broken into red chopsticks.
Buzz!
A wildly spinning white circular saw attacked from the side, thirstily trying to tear flesh apart, but only spewing out large amounts of crimson fragments.
"This feeling... it really is EGO equipment!"
Bang!
He smashed the long-handled circular saw on his right side with a backhand strike, and was surprised to realize that these were no ordinary items; otherwise, they would have been broken by his crusher the moment they made contact.
He hurriedly glanced at the EGO employees who were still continuously sending reinforcements, and immediately became anxious.
As long as the EGO equipment meets the requirements, the wearer can use it perfectly in battle. With so many people attacking together, it's no joke.
After all, according to the original script, the supervisor was supposed to command these people to deal with the core suppression of ministers like Carly and Galion, which could be said to be the most core and most powerful violent force of Lobotomy Corporation.
Self-expression!
Fortunately, he had only used the dragon prototype briefly, and his mental strength was still enough to support him in the decapitation operation. He could simply avoid the troublesome EGO employees and deal directly with the Black Line Ministers.
The illusory sardines gathered on his body to form the prototype of the fireproof garment.
Now, I can no longer feel that I have a calm mind, that I cannot add bloodstains or dirt to myself, let alone weapons and flesh. "Excuse me, please move aside."
The intense battlefield always allowed him to find gaps to slip through, preventing him from becoming so calm that he was almost dazed. He hadn't felt this serene in a long time, neither angry nor anxious, as if he were walking through a silent, dense forest.
"Everyone should prioritize interception and elimination." Gabriel, who immediately sensed something was wrong, frowned. "Ilya, quickly recruit the training department staff. It's a bit difficult to deal with two completely out-of-control ALEPH-class anomalies at the same time."
"Of course I know, Michelle is already on her way!"
Hey!
How come you can call people here?
Du Jue smiled smugly at the EGO employees who came to support him, preparing to climb over them directly, since they couldn't break through the Fireproof Robe and couldn't hurt him anyway.
Just as he reached out to act, he keenly noticed that the old man Ain's projection was walking among the crowd, and when he opened his hand, it revealed that familiar, aged, and authoritative voice.
What the fool encounters, the wise will also encounter. Why should I be wise?
Wise people, like foolish people, will be forgotten in the future.
I hate all labor, for what I have I will leave to those who come after me.
Whether those to come will be wise or foolish, who can know? They will rule over the fruits of my labor.
Therefore, when I thought about all the work I had toiled under the sun, my heart was filled with despair.
For what some have gained through wisdom, knowledge, and skillful labor, will be left to those who have not labored.
What's all that gibberish about?
Without understanding the other party's intentions, Du Jue did not hesitate. He grabbed an employee's shoulder and was about to jump over him when he suddenly realized that the snow-white fireproof coat he was wearing was fading away.
The silky smooth fire-resistant fabric gradually wrinkled and became fuzzy, attracting a lot of dust.
"No! It's not affecting the original prototype!"
Avoid hastily shaking off the EGO employees in front of you, keep your distance from them, and then carefully consider the anxiety in your heart caused by their inexplicable loss.
The extent of the prototype's power is unclear; it originates from the river of human consciousness, so now it is oneself who is being influenced by this old man.
"Wait, this archetype is supposed to bring peace, I shouldn't be experiencing these emotional fluctuations right now!"
Distracted, he used the crusher to block the fierce attack from the front, and suddenly realized that this might be the core suppression ability of that old man, Ein.
Even the usually composed Galion spoke with a hint of surprise: "Du Jue, have you noticed? Power is flowing from high to low. I mean, the physical strength in this corridor is being connected and evenly distributed."
"Not only that, there are also emotions!"
Du Jue finally understood why his prototype was teetering on the brink of collapse. The other party could even manipulate something as ethereal as emotions. He immediately began to think of a countermeasure and, gritting his teeth, took out the smoke lantern.
Old man Ain spoke again, his aged voice echoing in the corridor.
Looking back on what we've done over the years, it's been incredibly naive.
For the sake of the dead, and for the sake of those to come, let's not let things continue to worsen.
I really don't want to see myself fall into despair and resentment again. Du Jue, I'm sure you understand what I'm saying. Some things can't be achieved just by persisting and sacrificing.
Fools and wise men are no different, except that the latter are more self-righteous.
Even the most beautiful dreams eventually end. Please, I implore you, don't tell him—"Turn back, you can let go of all this."
"Supervisor, please do something!"
Du Jue, who was retreating repeatedly, immediately realized the danger. If strength and emotion were to be divided equally, then he and Garion, a mere two people, would have no choice but to make a strategic retreat.
Don't worry, Dujue, I've been monitoring the battle. Now, please pay attention to my orders.
Because the Construction Department is the core of the Seed of Light, it's uncertain whether the other party can forcibly awaken the department heads. You need to act immediately while the department heads are asleep to avoid any accidents.
The revitalized Du Jue directly removed the original Fire-Wearing Robe, relying on the dragon scales to share the damage and withstand the attacks from all sides, while the heat in his chest was rapidly increasing.
Suddenly he heard the old man, Ein, sigh: "Think carefully about Ilya's fate, think about how she knelt before death..."
[To prevent this, first suppress the false Minister Ilya.]
Upon hearing this, Du Jue immediately looked at Black Line Ilya, who led the control department, and was surprised to find that all her employees were hesitant and stunned in place.
The hidden dragon should not be used!
Even if strength and emotion are lost, this accelerated time belongs exclusively to Du Jue.
With her lightning-fast movements, Du Jue pushed past the sluggish control department employees in one fell swoop, when she suddenly heard Black Line Ilya muttering to herself.
"Yes, supervisor, there is indeed death everywhere here, and I am nothing special. If I could turn back time, I probably wouldn't have done something as foolish as experimenting on myself to prove myself."
"But we've learned something from this period of work—once we take the first step, we should have the confidence to stride forward with our heads held high!"
The black lines on Ilya's face instantly disappeared, and she actually revealed that familiar confident smile.