He is untamed and cannot be captured
by M1zushiExtra chapter thanks to Rosepetalrabbit‘s donation! Enjoy~
Everyone in Black Tower stared blankly at the screen.
“What on earth is he…?”
“His red eyes match the recordings of Second Lieutenant Cha.”
“Teleportation… no, whatever you call it, it matches too.”
“So far, it seems to be all defensive abilities. Does he have any lethal moves?”
“That depends on whether he can awaken any new abilities.”
“Except for Law, all Protectors’ abilities came from biological traits. This is our first space ability user!”
The High Peak suddenly said, “Survival rate 1.2%, yet his combat power skyrocketed—is he still the same person after being critically hit and getting back up?”
A light question plunged the entire command hall into silence.
The blood-soaked figure occupied everyone’s sight.
High Peak said, “Connect me to Qin Zhilu.”
In the container, Zhu Tao wearily retracted his vines and the terminal showed An Yu’s survival rate had recovered to 65%.
He was almost drained by An Yu and the vines hanging from his sleeves were dry and brittle, with no leaves left.
Bo silently scorched the aberrants on the ground with a thermal spray gun, leaving a layer of charred remains.
The death of the second [Frog Tongue] would trigger another wave of corpses, but faced with the current An Yu, he had no urge to remind him.
Suddenly, Jiang Xiao, lying on the ground in the distance, moved.
He weakly lifted his eyelids, and after a long while, a faint trace of will gathered in his eyes.
As expected, Law would not supervise an useless person…
He wanted to smile bitterly but had no strength left—after Law’s group left, he hid in a nearby concealed spot, barely surviving the second mutation, but was then captured by the second [Frog Tongue], who took advantage of his weakness, bringing him here as a new embryo. Endless aberrant genes were injected into his body, making him feel like a giant trash can. He didn’t know how much mental strength he had left, nor did he dare to think about what he had become.
A single tear fell from his unyielding eyes.
Through his tear-stained eyes, Jiang Xiao watched An Yu approach him.
An Yu’s hand moved to his waist—if he remembered correctly, he had Qin Zhilu’s short dagger that never left his side.
He closed his eyes and said, “Do it.”
He knew from the day he became a Protector that he would die one day, and it was better to die at the hands of a human than at the hands of an aberrant.
An Yu stopped in front of him.
“Mental strength at 33, slightly better than when we left. It seems your mental stability is poor, but your willpower is very strong.”
Jiang Xiao opened his eyes in disbelief.
Was he… being praised?
He slowly lifted his head, his gaze struggling upwards until it met those misty red pupils, facing the scrutiny of someone far above him.
In that instant, he had a strong premonition that his fate was in the hands of the person before him. A single thought could either grant him rebirth or eternal damnation.
An Yu suddenly pulled his hand from his waist, and Jiang Xiao’s heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to close his eyes, something was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.
A small, soft object, cool to the touch.
With a rich, sweet and enticing fragrance.
“Ah!”
Zhu Tao weakly raised his hand, wanting to speak but stopping.
The slightly alcoholic sweetness of grapes spread on his tongue. Jiang Xiao thought he heard a strange “ying” sound. As he wondered who made the noise, he saw a snake tail uncontrollably flick out from under him, madly curling around An Yu.
It wanted to touch but dared not, only hovering in the air.
Reduced to a grateful, coquettish little snake.
“This is a reward,” An Yu casually flicked away the flattering snake tail with his sniper rifle and looked down at Jiang Xiao, “Hang in there.”
Jiang Xiao unexpectedly felt a hint of kindness from that cold gaze.
Through his tear-blurred vision, he watched An Yu sling the heavy sniper rifle back over his shoulder and walk away.
“Grape, please take care of him,” An Yu said as he walked.
“Huh?” Zhu Tao was stunned, “But I’ve already… done…”
“Then encourage him.”
“…Oh.”
Outside the container, the rapidly growing tide of corpses was causing some chaos for the defense Protectors.
Cursing filled the public channel.
“How can there be more and more aberrants?”
“Black Tower is in chaos. I overheard in the channel that An Yu killed the second [Frog Tongue].”
“Look for the energy core! Why are you killing [Frog Tongues]?”
“Isn’t this just causing more trouble on the battlefield? It’s intentional!”
“If Law wasn’t here, I’d really… Hey, where’s Law?”
“Seems like he went to take High Peak’s emergency call.”
“Hah, wanna bet High Peak gave the order to kill An Yu?”
“Haha, everyone thinks so, so there’s no point in betting.”
“Stop laughing, there’s a little human girl at ten o’clock.”
In the distance, Xiao You was stumbling towards the tide of aberrants.
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He looked down and saw a little girl clinging to his shin.
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“Dad…” Xiao You said dumbfoundedly, “It’s really you…”
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Bang!
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He aimed the gun at the Housing Manager.
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“Dad! Look at me! It’s Xiao You, think carefully, you—”
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The aberrant tide surged and only she was frozen in place, hugging the remains, until she was finally knocked down by that giant monster.
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Qin Zhilu had just emptied a magazine and ordered over the public channel, “Go bring her back.”
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“Sister Luo Qing, you also—”
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The girl’s blood stained the ground red.
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The knife was deeply embedded in Shanshan’s back and sticky blood foam gushed from her mouth.
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I wanted to wait until everything was over before solemnly saying sorry, and I also wanted to thank you for holding my hand and leading me out of the dead that day.
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Shanshan placed Xiao You’s hand in her palm and gently closed it, just like when she was afraid she would let go of the balloon.
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—Xiao You’s face twisted with veins bulging; she grabbed the blade with her bare hands, pried it from Luo Qing’s grip, and threw it back!
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Gunfire rang out in unison, but before the first shot could sound, Luo Qing had already fallen backward—
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The Protectors were stunned.
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“How did she die?”
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A cold light was suddenly reflected in the aberrant tide—a drop of blood slid off the blade and slid across its engraved name.
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But the person wielding the knife was evidently not Qin Zhilu.
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The wind blew his hair to one side and the blood-stained white strands brushed across those red eyes.
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“An Yu, the container has been cleared as instructed. Allow me to formally introduce myself, I am Ya Sa, a supervised Protector on the 196th floor, codename Bo. It is an honor to meet you on the battlefield.”
The public channel fell silent; no other Protector dared to speak.
An Yu picked up the corner of his prison uniform to wipe Qin Zhilu’s knife clean before inserting it back into his waistband.
He covered Xiao You’s eyes and took her to a safe place. In the next instant, he appeared before Qin Zhilu.
Qin Zhilu stood on a high ledge, while An Yu stood slightly lower, looking up, “Sir, the second [Frog Tongue] has been eliminated.”
Since he woke up, everyone has been avoiding his gaze, only Qin Zhilu still looked at him as usual.
“Still know to call me ‘sir’…” Qin Zhilu scrutinized him, “Seems like you haven’t completely lost your will.”
The High Peak suspected that another consciousness had descended into An Yu’s body, making him, in some sense, similar to those affected by mantis genes. However, what descended upon An Yu was overwhelmingly powerful, exerting a crushing force on those aberrants.
An Yu handed over his terminal for Qin Zhilu to check his genetic entropy and mental strength.
Genetic entropy: zero.
Mental power: still full marks.
“Sir, I’ve mastered teleportation,” An Yu said.
Qin Zhilu nodded, “The Brain calls it space folding. Your ability is similar to the wormhole effect, overlaying two points in space instantly, allowing you or other targets to achieve fixed-point traversal.”
“Space… folding,” An Yu mused over the words.
Qin Zhilu stared at him, “Do you still remember why you came here?”
An Yu looked up, “To prove my value and controllability to you.”
Qin Zhilu immediately asked, “And how will you prove that you are still controllable now?”
Before An Yu could answer, there was a sudden mechanical click, and a cold metal object was pressed against his chest.
It was as if he was back on that snowy field that day.
Qin Zhilu, holding the gun, said, “No matter what has descended into your body, thermal bullets are enough to destroy a human body.”
This time, An Yu did not gasp in fear; his eyes just grew more red.
He stepped forward, pressing his chest against the gun barrel and reached out to grasp Qin Zhilu’s neck. “But I’m faster than a bullet.”
Qin Zhilu’s Adam’s apple was pressed against his palm, “You are already exhausted.”
As soon as he finished speaking, An Yu tightened his grip, leaving light red marks on Qin Zhilu’s neck.
In his ear, High Peak frantically shouted for both him and Qin Zhilu not to act rashly.
An Yu pressed closer against the gun, his face near Qin Zhilu’s, “Then let’s see who is faster, the exhausted me or the Commander?”
“Do you want to kill me?” Qin Zhilu calmly examined him, “Want to kill them?”
He gestured to the noisy Protectors.
An Yu paused for a moment, “This version of me only despises aberrants.”
“But essentially, I and they are considered aberrants,” Qin Zhilu said. “Especially them, aberrants who retain human loyalty.”
“It’s not the same,” An Yu shook his head slightly. He was trying to explain to Qin Zhilu that these Protectors felt like those foul-smelling people in the slums, worn down by fate into having sharp teeth and darkness. They were certainly unlikable, but they absolutely didn’t deserve to die.
But before he could speak, his gaze inadvertently fell on Qin Zhilu’s lips.
It was the first time An Yu noticed the faint scar on the corner of Qin Zhilu’s upper lip at such close range. He suddenly lost his focus for a moment and released his grip on Qin Zhilu’s neck, reaching out to touch his lips.
It seems he has done the same thing before across time and space.
Almost simultaneously, the gun pressed against his chest was removed.
“I believe you,” Qin Zhilu said.
An Yu was momentarily stunned. “Believe what?”
Qin Zhilu tilted the gun, revealing its empty barrel—he hadn’t even loaded a new magazine.
“The Brain should remind you that the real wormhole effect targets not just space, but also time.
“So far, he has demonstrated immeasurable value, and I believe he is worthy of higher expectations.
“I also believe he has a high degree of controllability, derived from his self-awareness, not from being controlled by others.”
Qin Zhilu adjusted his earpiece and continued speaking to the High Peak on the other end of the communication line: “I am willing to vouch for him—though no one can currently provide a reasonable explanation, there is no other consciousness that has descended into An Yu. He has merely awakened a deeply hidden state due to stress, and that is all.
“He has never lost himself. His will is untamed and cannot be captured.”
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[13 Wormhole Effect]
If we must use science to forcibly explain An Yu’s ability, the first term that comes to mind is “wormhole.”
A wormhole is considered to be a possible “shortcut” in the universe, through which objects can instantly transfer through time and space.
The existence of wormholes has only been hypothetical, supported and refuted for hundreds of years.
Thus, when An Yu casually demonstrated space folding and fixed-point teleportation—even if those short distances are far from their cosmic concept—it still struck a thunderbolt in the hearts of those elites possessing the highest human intelligence.
It is said that at that moment, those top minds were thinking about how to use An Yu.
But only Qin Zhilu thought that An Yu was worthy of even higher expectations.
[District 53 countdown has begun.]
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