The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"We are really lucky. The DNA test results of the little finger came out. It comes from the same individual as the skin fragments left on the electromagnetic gun. This can rule out Ymer's suspicion. Obviously, that is A trick used by the enemy to frame someone up."

Hen gently waved a report sheet, and Himihu took it and glanced at it briefly before pressing it down on the table.

"But he's still not completely cleared of suspicion, is he?"

Himiko looked a little listless today, and even gave Hen the illusion that "she didn't care about anything."

No, maybe it's not "not caring about anything", but more like a kind of "great enlightenment" where the sorrow is greater than the death of the heart?

"Well, there is nothing we can do about it. However, Yimer's stay in the interrogation room can be regarded as a kind of protection for him. At least it separates him from those dangerous poisonous chrysalises, even if there is any fierce conflict in the future. , and it won’t involve him... uh, wait a minute."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Hen's mind - could this be the original idea of ​​the person behind the scenes?

No, that shouldn't be the case. Why do those people want to protect Ymer? It doesn’t make sense…

But before he could think out loud and figure everything out, Andre rushed into the cubicle again. This time, he skipped even knocking on the door.

"Something happened again?"

It's breakfast time now. It stands to reason that the first team will change shifts with the second team after distributing breakfast to the poisonous chrysalis. Why did something happen again?

A feeling of heat spread in Hen's heart.

"Captain, it's out of control."

"Out of control? What do you mean? Make it clear!"

"Out of control means... completely out of control, starting a fight!"

"?"

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"come out!"

"Come out of here!"

"Three, two, one... don't open the door, right?"

"boom!"

"What are you going to do! Who gave you the power to do this! Ah——"

Mikael peeked through the peephole and saw the angry soldiers of the first team violently knocking on the door of each dormitory in front of them. Those who were obedient to open the door would pull out sticks and serve them without saying a word. Those who were disobedient would be served. , directly used micro explosives to blow up the door lock, and then beat him to a bloody pulp and hung him on the top of the corridor with a rope.

He let out a long sigh mixed with guilt and excitement, and disappeared the moment before the soldiers knocked on his door, leaving them with only a dormitory full of clues.

It wasn't until more than twenty minutes later that Hen arrived late, but he was unable to stop the soldiers of the first team who were out of control. As the chief instructor, if he had stood here when the turmoil first started, he might have killed the conflict. Possibility in the cradle.

But it was too late at this time. More than 20 minutes was not long or short, but it was enough for some people to make up their minds. So when Hen felt it, he saw thousands of poisonous chrysalis and the first team soldiers mingled together in the narrow corridor of the accommodation area.

The Poison Chrysalis soldiers are unarmed, but compared to ordinary soldiers, they have been trained in close combat all year round. Their fists, elbows, knees, and even their heads and teeth are their weapons. However, the soldiers of the first team were afraid of accidentally injuring friendly troops by shooting, so in the end they still They can only rely on the iron rods and electric batons in their hands to fight against the poisonous chrysalis.

In the dim light, no one can clearly see the facial features of the person opposite. They can only judge the enemy or friends through their clothing or intuition.

In all directions, there were echoes of the collision of fists and flesh, accompanied by cries of pain, screams and fierce grunts. Soon, the sounds of "click" and "click" of bone breaking became more intensive, and then, the soles of the feet stepped on The ground began to become slippery and sticky, and occasionally you could step on splashing bones and soft minced meat.

The beating lasted for nearly an hour, and it was not until Hen ordered the mecha troops to fire tear gas and flash bombs that the farce finally ended.

"what happened?"

There was suppressed anger and self-blame in Hen's tone. After what happened last night, he should have changed the first team with other teams as soon as possible!

No, maybe not. If this is what the person behind the scenes wants to see, then he will not let go of this friction no matter what... No, no, no, maybe this friction was directed by him!

Hen was even able to guess certain details, such as the verbal conflict between the two parties through the door when breakfast was served, or perhaps the poison chrysalis provoking the soldiers of the first team, so the conflict suddenly ended with the small team. And by extension, this is not surprising given the bloody conflicts that have already occurred.

The feeling of powerlessness continues to expand in Hen's heart - what kind of result do they want?

If this continues, we might as well cut off the Fire Chaser Moth!

The smell of blood in the air rushed straight into his nose, and at the same time, the hostility in the chaos seemed to have affected Hen invisibly.

He really wanted to ask [those people] - what do you want to do!

He was even about to put all this into action, but fortunately Andre, who was holding a statistical report, interrupted him.

"The statistics are out."

A total of 87 corpses were carried out, as well as more than a hundred seriously injured and dying people, and everyone suffered from minor injuries.

The question now is, how to deal with the injuries from poisonous chrysalis? ,

Hen took a deep breath, "Put..."

His words paused, and he suddenly thought of Himihu's expression before, and a bold guess popped up in his mind.

His face began to switch between white and red, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

In the end, he finally made up his mind.

As a result, Hen's tone became more relieved, and his speaking speed couldn't help but speed up.

"Well, let's concentrate the poisonous chrysalis' injuries in the No. 4 medical area."

"Huh? Isn't it a little too close to the staff headquarters?"

Andre instinctively questioned, but when he raised his head, what he saw was a ferocious face.

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"It looks like it's almost done. I have to say that the script given by the coalition government is really exciting. I want to intervene in the middle and make changes, but I can't find a place to start..."

"It's normal. After all, that's what those old guys are thinking about all day long."

"Mebius, are you implying that I only know how to fight and kill?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't think too much about it."

In the conference room of the Golden Courtyard, Mikael held a mobile phone in one hand and weighed a syringe in the other.

"Speaking of which, is this thing they created reliable?"

"Of course it's unreliable."

Mebius didn't even stop what he was doing, "The principle is just to dilute the fusion factor so that people with slightly more adaptable Honkai energy can continue to survive for a period of time after being injected with this factor."

"a period of time?"

"What do you think? What they have obtained is the same power as ordinary Honkaiju, and after it has been diluted, how much combat power can they exert? Even the combat power of Mei's little follower before the operation is not as good as that of Mei."

"But one thing, Mebius, their plug-and-play idea is still very useful for reference. Maybe we can use it one day?"

"cut!"

Mebius expressed his disdain in a short syllable.

"Compared to this, I still prefer the patterns they left on the syringe. To be honest, the artistic effect is good. If from the appearance, they frame it and say it is my work, I can accept it."

"...You can get it, Mebius... Even if such a beautiful and connotative pattern is to be produced, it must be made by me."

Velvet expressed her opposition in vehement words.

Mikael rubbed his eyes, closed his eyes, opened them quickly, and then turned his gaze to the fourth and last person in the conference room.

"Sakura, get ready for battle, Qianjie...forget it, he might go too far if he takes action. Do you have any problem with you alone?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Mikael pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he continued:

"Okay - then, the action will start in two hours. I... I'm going to... I have some personal matters to deal with. Don't worry, I will be back on time."

As always, without waiting for a response from others, Mikael's figure had long since disappeared.

Then, he appeared quietly in the courtyard of the sanatorium. Aponya clasped her hands together, looking up at the night sky without a single star, and had been waiting for a long time.

"Aponya, I'll leave the rest to you... By the way, Ellie doesn't know these things - from beginning to end."

"...[Please] don't worry, Ai Li shouldn't know this, and she won't know this."