Two Cities: I am building a mecha in Pi City

On the boundary of Zaun's middle level, in the underground facility of a certain alchemy workshop.

A bald, muscular man who was at least two meters tall and had tattoos in the style of the Baru people of the Bilgewater Python Islands and a gangster with sky-high yellow hair were punching and kicking a young man with yellow hair who had parted his head lying on the ground.

The boy with a middle-parted head covered his head with both hands and curled up into a ball, "Stop, stop fighting!"

He spit out blood and begged to the lean middle-aged man sitting on a chair in the shadow not far away, playing with a metal injection device.

The bald and sky-haired gangster looked back at the man in the distance.

After getting his signal, they pushed the boy down on the chair and pressed the iron rod they had just used against his throat.

"Deka, I told you, you just need to monitor them." The middle-aged man's voice had a mature magnetic beauty, "But what about you? You and your stupid companions actually took action against them."

He filled the syringe in his hand with a tube of purple liquid, then aimed it at his left eye and pressed the button.

"You got me into trouble, and now their friend is asking about you everywhere. I'm not going to take such a risk."

"Hug... I'm sorry! I really... I didn't know they were so capable of fighting..." Deka begged for mercy, "Moreover, they entered my territory, and they were the first to provoke me!"

"You are making excuses for your incompetence." The middle-aged man snorted, with a little anger in his tone, "In this case, I have no need to keep you..."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the bald hand holding the iron rod against Deka's throat gradually increased its strength.

Deka's face turned red as he couldn't breathe due to the great pressure on his throat.

Feeling the passage of his life, he used all his strength to squeeze out one sentence intermittently: "Please...please give me...a chance, I...will not...let...disappoint..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and relaxed his strength.

"Cough cough cough..." The relieved Deka coughed violently and breathed in air greedily.

With the sound of gentle footsteps, the middle-aged man walked out of the shadows.

He was wearing a red shirt and a black vest, with his hair slicked back, and his face was extremely pale. The left half of his face was almost half disfigured, covered with hideous scars.

The most eye-catching thing is his obviously abnormal left eye. The white eyeball is completely covered with black, and the dim golden and red eyes reflect the cold pupil, like the eyes of a demon.

His name is Hilko.

"If I have a chance, I can give it to you."

Hilko slowly walked up to Deka and gently put his hands on his shoulders, with a smile that showed no trace of laughter on his face.

"It just depends on whether you are willing or not."

When Deka heard that Hilko was willing to give him a chance, his face was full of hope. He nodded crazily and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes! Of course I am willing! No matter what I do!"

"very good."

Hilko asked his men to let go of Deka, pulled his arm to help him stand up, and helped him adjust his clothes with a smile.

Then, his eyes turned to the corner of the room filled with bottles and jars filled with purple liquid.

There stood another middle-aged man with a slightly bald head, high cheekbones, deeply sunken cheeks, and the same lean figure.

He was holding a test tube filled with purple liquid, using a dropper to draw some liquid from an Erlenmeyer flask, and then dripped it into the test tube.

In an instant, countless bubbles emerged from the test tube.

Hilko walked behind the busy man with his hands behind his back, "Singed, how is the progress of the experiment?"

"It's almost done," Singed responded as he shook the test tube and observed.

"Demonstrate."

Singed obeyed Hilko's order and walked to a large training warehouse on the other side of the room. He picked up a Sphynx cat lying outside the glass and stared at it with eager eyes.

"Come, let's have a meal."

With that said, Singed put the cat into the breeding chamber and locked the metal latch above it.

In the training warehouse, there is a white mouse sleeping on the ground.

The sphinx cat's pupils raised up, lowered its body, and approached its prey with gentle steps.

Hilko waved to Deka and asked him to follow her, and together they came to the training warehouse, "Are there any side effects?"

"Not stable enough." Singed knocked on the glass, waking up the sleeping mouse.

Seeing the approaching natural enemies, the trained mice subconsciously ran back, pointed their mouths at the mouth of a tube filled with purple liquid, and started sucking.

After swallowing a considerable portion of the purple liquid, the mouse twitched and fell to the ground, screaming miserably.

At the same time, its widened pupils suddenly changed, and the blood vessels all over its body protruded from the surface, taking on the same color as the liquid in the jar.

With purple veins all over the mouse's body, the bones and muscles on its body began to stack up and bulge abnormally.

In just two or three seconds, the little white mouse has turned into a monster that is much larger than the natural enemy in front of it.

The cat's back was arched high, and it subconsciously took a few steps back out of fear.

Both Hilko and Deka stared at the training chamber with their eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, the little white mouse let out a violent roar, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to the cat half a meter away and knocked it against the glass of the culture chamber.

A splash of blood spurted onto the shattered glass like a spider web, and the mouse easily pierced the cat's throat with its sharp teeth.

After a shrill scream, the only sound left in the training chamber was the crunching sound of chewing flesh and bones.

Deka looked horrified when he saw the scene in front of him, "This, this, this... what is this?!"

"Didn't you volunteer just now?" Hilko glanced sideways at Deka.

"What?! No...impossible, I will die if I drink this!" Dekar even took a few steps back until he hit the table and stopped.

Silko was not angry, but said in a calm tone: "I will teach you a very important secret rule. I was only as old as you when I realized it."

Seeing the man walking towards him step by step, Deka leaned back as much as possible, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Power." Hilko spit out a word and took a test tube of purple liquid from the table.

"True power never belongs to those who are naturally strong, agile, or smart. It will only belong to those who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals."

Hilko handed the potion to the boy.

Deka panted heavily and glanced hesitantly at Singed, who was still standing in front of the training warehouse.

"You'll be fine, kid."

damn it! How could this be okay? !

Deka roared in his heart, but his trembling hand still unconsciously reached for the potion in Hilko's hand.

"Everyone has a monster inside him. Now, let the monster inside you crawl out."

Hilko's step-by-step seduction broke through the last line of defense in Deka's heart.

"Damn it!" He grabbed the potion and stuffed it into his mouth.

Under the influence of the medicine, Deka covered his neck in pain and knelt down on the ground, just like the white mice in the previous breeding barn, and his body changed rapidly.

"Uh ah ah..."

Hilko looked down at the screaming Deka from a high position, without any expression of pity on his face.

"That guy promised me that I would cause chaos in the upper city. What we have to do now is to deal with Fandel..."

He raised his head slightly and looked at the ceiling, showing a thoughtful expression.

Then……

Forgot to set the time. . .