Girl, you form the head.

Chapter 46 Your Black Form is Too Despicable!
Hao Lang raised his scarred hand and shakily unscrewed the blood-stained medicine bottle.

But when Hao Lang opened the bottle and couldn't pour out any pills, he belatedly realized that the medicine was gone, and there wasn't much left.

Instantly, an indescribable sadness and anger surged through his heart like a tidal wave. He abruptly threw the medicine bottle aside and let out a heart-wrenching, desperate roar.

The New World Society lied to me! The New World Society lied to me! The New World Society lied to me!

Hao Lang shouted in his heart.

His life was originally wonderful: his parents were alive and well, his wife was virtuous, and his newborn child was adorable. Although his superpowers weren't particularly strong, they earned him a decent job, enough to support his warm family.

Until that day, the New World Society found him and brought him a bottle of medicine that claimed to increase the concentration of special particles and a trial contract.

Logically speaking, given his current lifestyle, he shouldn't need to do drug testing work that is clearly risky.

But the New World Society gave him too much money. With that money, he could immediately buy a big house in the new district and bring his wife, children, and parents to live there.

Moreover, the contract comes with the official endorsement of the government, which personally guarantees the safety of the experiment and promises that participants will receive a much larger compensation than expected in the event of any accidents.

Under the double temptation, Hao Lang could not resist and signed the contract to begin the experiment.

At first, he did catch a faint signal: the special particles in his body that had been dormant for many years seemed to be quietly changing, showing signs of growth.

This delighted him, and he thought he would succeed soon.

But what followed was all a nightmare.

The subtly increasing special particles were imperceptibly altering his physical condition. At first, it was just a matter of not being able to eat or sleep well, and starting to lose large patches of hair. Until one night, he woke up from a nightmare, feeling a cold, sticky sensation on his pillow. Reaching out, he touched it and found clumps of shed hair and broken skin. At that moment, the dulled alarm bells finally rang shrilly in his mind.

But it was too late. His entire body began to wither away—yes, there's no more fitting description. Flesh and blood were falling away, bones were shattering, and his personality was becoming extreme and violent, like a wild beast.

So he went to the New World Society, but the New World Society changed its initial friendly attitude and just threw him a medicine bottle, saying that he would get better by taking the medicine inside.

And that medicine was the empty bottle that Hao Lang had just thrown away.

He finished eating, he had finished eating a long time ago, but his health still did not improve at all, and it was even getting worse.

Hao Lang was going crazy. He knew he had been deceived, but he didn't dare to face his family in this state. He could only contact two other test subjects who had the same experience as him and prepare to sue the New World Society.

But their lawsuits failed time and again. The government, which had once endorsed the New World Society experiment, showed no interest in supporting them and refused to assign them a lawyer, while they themselves could not find a lawyer willing to take the case.

Their attempts to contact the media were to no avail; no media outlet was willing to report on it.

At this moment, they felt as if the whole world had abandoned them.

Hao Lang raised his head blankly and looked at the rusty kitchen knife not far away.

Or let's just leave it at that and let it all end.

But he dismissed the idea in an instant. He clenched his fists tightly, and the images of his wife and children appeared in his mind.

No, he can't give up; his family is still waiting for him to come home.

He was determined to defeat the New World Society and get what he deserved.

Hao Lang thought to himself.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Hao Lang took a deep breath, then stood up shakily and went to open the door.

The person who came must be an experimenter from another building.

The other person is also the reason why Hao Lang has been able to persevere until now. They don't make him feel like he's been abandoned by the whole world. In any case, there are two other people like him in this community, and they have vowed to support each other to the end.

"You're here, Nishino." Hao Lang unlocked the door and saw Nishino outside. "I'm ready, let's go..."

He suddenly froze halfway through his sentence.

Because all he saw of Nishino was his head.

The head was being held in another person's hand, and blood was dripping down uncontrollably, splattering all over the corridor.

Hao Lang stiffly turned his head to look at that person.

The man grinned, revealing two rows of bloodstained teeth: "Hello."

"what!"

Hao Lang cried out in terror and immediately tried to close the door, but the other party had already blocked it, and he couldn't close it at all.

With no other option, Hao Lang had to retreat back into the house and run towards the kitchen knife.

But before he could run two steps, a sharp pain shot through his calf, and he collapsed to the ground.

He looked down and discovered two bloody claw marks on his leg that he hadn't noticed before.

"I say, what's the point of you running away?" The man strolled leisurely into the house, tossing Nishino's head onto Hao Lang's body. "Isn't it better to choose a comfortable position to die?"

But when Hao Lang felt the weight of Nishino's head and the warm blood, he finally broke down.

"Why are you treating us like this!" he roared desperately at the people who had come. "Why? What did we do wrong?!"

"Why?" The newcomer scratched his face in confusion, pretended to think for a moment, and then grinned. "Because that's just how the world is."

Is this how the world is?
At that moment, the last glimmer of light in Hao Lang's eyes went out.

He watched as the person reached out their hand to him, but made no attempt to dodge.

"Let it be destroyed," he thought.

At that critical moment, a crisp cracking sound shattered the silence, and a jet-black spear shot through the window like lightning. Carrying shards of glass flying everywhere, it possessed unstoppable force, and with a "whoosh," instantly severed the outstretched wrist.

"Ok?"

The newcomer froze, staring blankly at his severed arm and the spear stuck upside down in the ground, still not understanding what had happened. Before he could react, the black spear instantly transformed into a wisp of drifting mist, and from within the mist, a black knight abruptly emerged. He moved swiftly, seizing the man's throat, and then, with tremendous force, slammed him violently against the wall behind him.
"Ugh."

The person vomited blood.

"We made it!" In the consciousness space, Ruri said in surprise, "This guy really did come to silence us, but how did they know we were coming?"

"That depends on what he says."

Bai Chi was still a little confused. If this guy really knew they were coming, why was he taking his time to make a move?

If he had acted more decisively, Bai Chi wouldn't have been able to save even this last one.

So Bai Chi decided to ask him for clarification, and loosened his grip slightly to prevent the guy from being strangled to death.

But just as he loosened his grip a little, the assassin grabbed Bai Chi's wrist with his remaining hand. At the same time, his nails grew wildly, instantly piercing through the knight's armor and continuing to extend inwards, seemingly intending to pierce Bai Chi's wrist directly.

Bai Chi was very surprised and immediately shook off the assassin's hand, but at the same time he also freed himself from the assassin's restraints.

"Cough cough cough..." The assassin, who had survived the ordeal, did not run away. Instead, while vomiting blood, he revealed a bloodthirsty smile. "Interesting. I really did run into you, Nameless Knight."

Upon hearing the assassin address him in this way, Bai Chi realized that his existence had already spread throughout the New World Society, and that his actions regarding the smuggling ship that morning had also been known to these guys.

"So you really are from the New World Society," Bai Chi said slowly. "Tell me, who sent you?"

"I could never tell you something like that, so forget about it." The assassin waved his hand. "You'd be better off focusing on something worthwhile, like... you're about to be killed by me."

Bai Chi didn't speak, but looked down at his right hand. He saw two small holes on his wrist, from which blood was slowly flowing.

The knight's armor was pierced, which means that this guy's destructive power is higher than Liang Rong's and comparable to Zhong Ji's invisible devourer.

He looked up at the assassin's fingernails, which were at least four or five centimeters long—was this guy's peculiarity in his fingernails?
Seeing Bai Chi looking at his fingernails, the assassin didn't try to hide anything, but instead showed them to Bai Chi openly: "Watch closely, my fingernails can easily cut your throat. If you're not careful, the fight will end in an instant, which wouldn't be fun. By the way, my name is Old Cat."

Bai Chi didn't speak, but Liu Li Hui had already started complaining: "This guy should just fight, why does he have to do a self-introduction before he fights? He's really crazy..."

"I heard you have many forms, with red being the strongest and black the weakest," the old cat said. "So, why don't you switch forms before fighting me?"

Ruri's eyes widened, her breathing became heavier, and her chest, which was covered by her hands, rose and fell continuously.

"That guy!" she gritted her teeth. "Who is he calling trash?!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the synchronization rate on the system panel immediately rose from 45% to 47%, a sudden increase that surprised even Bai Chi.

"Kill him quickly!" Liuli Hui said.

Bai Chi nodded, as it was rare to see Liu Li Hui so eager to fight. So he raised his hand, and the black mist surrounding him once again formed a knight's lance.

This scene made the old cat understand something, and he sighed, "You've really been underestimated. You actually insisted on fighting me in this trash form. Don't regret it."

"This guy……"

In the space of consciousness, Ruri's teeth were even making a grinding sound.

"Synchronization rate 47%-48%".

"Then come on!" The old cat suddenly pounced on Bai Chi, its movements so agile they were not human, but truly like a cat.

Bai Chi threw the lance at Lao Mao, who easily dodged it, letting the lance pierce the wall behind him. Lao Mao then appeared in front of Bai Chi, his claws slashing down at Bai Chi's head.

Suddenly, black mist rose up around Bai Chi, instantly enveloping his body.

But as his attack was about to fall into the black mist, the old cat was not surprised at all. Instead, he showed a "just as I thought" smile. Then he twisted his waist and twisted his body 180 degrees in mid-air. Then he pointed his hand at the position behind him, where the knight's posture was already vaguely emerging.

“The same trick won’t work on me.” He shouted, and then his five-centimeter-long fingernail shot like a bullet toward “Incandescent”’s heart. “I knew you could teleport to that spear! Don’t take me for an idiot!”

The next second, his fingernail pierced through Bai Chi's heart and embedded itself in the wall.

But the old cat showed no joy; instead, it opened its mouth wide.

Because he sensed that the fingernail wasn't penetrating a physical entity, but rather a black mist.

Could it be that!
The knight's hands immediately emerged from the black mist and once again gripped his throat from behind, while his other foot stepped on his only remaining hand.

The old cat was subdued once again.

"Cough cough cough..." He raised his head, staring intently at the white light above him, "You didn't even change your position?"

Bai Chi did not switch, because his swap with Ying could not be used indefinitely. There was an initial interval of about one minute. Although this interval would shorten as the synchronization rate increased, it could not be used indefinitely.

So sometimes, incandescence needs to be faked.

"Shadow" can not only transform into a knight's lance, but also into the shape of a knight. Although it can only be an indistinct outline, as long as its main body is concealed by "mist", it can also achieve the effect of teleportation for some enemies with poor eyesight or low concentration.

"You lost," Bai Chi said coldly.

"Good, good, good!" Before Old Cat could even speak, Liuli Hui in the consciousness space excitedly swung her fist, and the little rabbit hidden by her hands bounced around, "Let's see if he still calls me trash!"

Old Cat tried to struggle and pull his hand away from Bai Chi's feet, but Bai Chi suddenly exerted force and broke his wrist.

"Ah!" he cried out in pain.

Now both hands are useless.

"Tell me, who sent you? What are you researching in your pharmaceutical factory?!" Bai Chi immediately began to question, "Is that special agent policeman named Zhong Ji one of yours?"

Old Cat stared intently at Bai Chi, not answering the question, but saying slowly and deliberately, "I'm not convinced. If you have the guts, fight me head-on, with real swords and spears, instead of resorting to such despicable and underhanded power."

Ruri, who had only been happy for two seconds, almost exploded with anger after hearing this.

Who's despicable and vile?! Say it again, who's despicable and vile?!

Why is he still whining and being so disgusting after losing? Just kill him!

(End of this chapter)