Lobotomy: Battle Master's Strongest Knight

When the gray mist dissipated, everyone except employee M who was wearing a mask was found unconscious on the table.

Shen Yu's flying insect clone landed on a chicken leg and tried to eat it, but this body could not taste anything at all.

"Manager," an employee stepped forward and asked, "Why do we have to go through so much trouble? First we have to identify them, and then we have to ensure their safety. Can't we just ask the gangs in the ring to send a batch?"

"We have to pursue high quality," a researcher in white work clothes walked up slowly from behind, yawned, and said in a lazy voice:

"Last time we sent so many rings, the quality was terrible."

Quality, output? Plus the unconscious people. When these words are combined together. Uh, it is indeed a people-oriented city.

"Okay, I'm leaving first. I have to take out the trash later and I don't want to miss dinner." Quincy snorted and turned to walk towards the exit.

"Quincy, why are you so nervous?" The researcher covered his forehead. "I just want to get some more sleep."

"Of course it's because work makes me happy." Quincy chuckled and opened the door of the box.

Then, employees of M Company came in one after another, picked up the unconscious people, and followed Quincy in front.

Seeing this, Shen Yu's insect-shaped clone flapped its wings and followed closely behind everyone, looking at the scene in the air in front of him and transmitting it to the original body.

When Shen Yu's real body in the little knight learned about it, he controlled the little knight to chase at a high speed.

Quincy then swiped his card to open a protective door and led everyone in.

When the little knight entered, Shen Yu, who had a third-person perspective, suddenly discovered that it was marked with red paint:

Area B13

This dark passage seemed to have no end. Myron and Martha followed the manager deeper and deeper into it, and the ground gradually sloped downward.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the narrow passage, and the only sound they could hear was each other's breathing. The dim sensor lights above could only illuminate a few meters away, and it was pitch black farther away.

They seemed to be gradually moving towards the abyss beneath the ground. As the slope beneath their feet deepened, they felt as if they were being swallowed by the earth.

This is a huge warehouse, covering an area of ​​dozens of meters square. The extremely high ceiling is flashing with bright lights and filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

Countless glass jars were lined up on one side of the warehouse, with the luster of cold metal. These glass jars were two meters high and had an opaque coating on the surface.

These glass jars are stacked up and arranged into more than a dozen areas, each with a red number. In some areas, the glass jars are also labeled with different colors.

The sound of machinery was heard in the distance, and researchers in white coats passed by from time to time, looking hurried. The huge warehouse exuded a cold and dull atmosphere.

Soon, everyone passed through the suspended passage and returned to the darkness again.

At this moment, Shen Yu's flying insect clone was surprised to find that the one-eyed middle-aged man's fingers actually moved slightly.

It seems that the drug resistance is indeed good, but is M Company so frugal? Why is the dosage used so much less than that of Walker? Shen Yu shook his head, puzzled.

Finally, everyone came to a vast space. The pale light passed through countless hanging chains and slowly illuminated the area below.

Countless square boxes are arranged in a regular pattern, forming a strange pattern.

All the boxes faced the center, which was a hole with a diameter of 100 meters, swallowing up all the falling lights like the open throat of a giant beast.

The cave entrance seemed to lead to another world, and the deepest darkness seemed to be flowing, forming a strange combination, exuding a suffocating pressure.

"Okay, leave them here first, I'll go turn on the device." Quincy pointed in a direction and turned to walk towards the control console in the distance.

Just then, a noise suddenly came from behind Quincy.

"Stop it!"

Hearing this, Quincy turned his head slightly and found that the one-eyed man was half-bent over, holding a mottled pistol in his right hand.

Seeing this, Quincy chuckled and said leisurely:

"I didn't expect that a ninth-rank finisher like you could get something as expensive as a gun."

"It's a gift from a friend, what's your business?" The middle-aged man snorted, glanced at his wife and children on the ground, turned to the other party and said:

"I don't care what you want to do, just let us out quickly, otherwise..." The middle-aged man suddenly pulled the trigger and a bullet flew past Quincy's face.

At the same time, the employees around him bent their bodies and slowly drew out the weapons from their waists.

But Quincy waved his hand, signaling the other party to disperse, and then slowly walked towards them.

"Don't come over, or I'll shoot!" The middle-aged man frowned, and when he saw that the other party had no intention of retreating, he shot him in the right knee.

When the bullet hit the top, it made a loud metallic collision sound and then fell to the ground. The tattoo on Quincy's neck released a purple light.

"This...what's going on?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and kept firing at the other party.

But the high-speed spinning bullet was like hitting steel, and it bounced off directly without causing any damage.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man kept backing away, but when he saw his wife and children behind him, he suddenly gritted his teeth and rushed towards the other party.

When the middle-aged man approached the other person, he was surprised to see his own legs.

Then Quincy frowned and took off his blood-stained white gloves.

At this time, everyone discovered that there was a purple tattoo on the surface of his right hand.

Strengthen the tattoo, Shen Yu exclaimed as he looked at the other party's tattoo that was emitting purple light.

The enhanced tattoo is a World Wing singularity that has been "broken" (destroyed or eliminated) and the patent has expired.

Enhanced tattoos can give the body special enhancements, such as high-end tattoos that can provide inhuman strength and skin as indestructible as steel.

"Good, I guess we can extract a lot later." Quincy looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, slowly took out a syringe marked with "K" from his arms, and then injected it into the other's body.

After it was injected, the outline of the middle-aged man's lower body slowly emerged under the cross-section of his waist, and then quickly returned to normal.

At this moment, the voice of the researcher who was in the monitoring room with Quincy suddenly came from behind:

"Quincy, why are you in such a hurry? We're not there yet."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around in horror and saw a researcher holding a tablet, and behind him were employees with M's name on them.

They were wearing pure white full-body exoskeleton armor that completely covered their bodies. The surface of the armor was glittering and emitting cold blue lines.

The armor increased their height to more than two meters, and their limbs became thick and strong. The arms and legs were composed of mechanical brackets and bearings, and the piston movement made a pressure sound.

The silver-white helmet fits tightly, and no facial features can be seen. The arms are flashing with blue electric light.

Afterwards, the staff picked up the unconscious people on the ground and stuffed them into square boxes according to their families.

"Unfortunately, our M company's main singularity product is the spiritual moonstone, and its military derivatives are limited, so we can only use these exoskeleton armors."

"If not, we, the finishers, won't be able to enter the company and become the exclusive hunters of the Nest." Quincy chuckled and said leisurely.

"You are quite capable," the researcher glanced at him after hearing this, "You are working as both a Forbidden Hunter and a Manager."

"Who told me that I love work and money?" Quincy chuckled and replied slowly.

"What exactly do you want to do?" The middle-aged man at the back looked at each other and asked suddenly.

"Collecting clams. Look at those iron boxes. Do they look like clam shells? As for the clam meat..." Quincy's mouth slowly raised, "Aren't you the ones?"