Chapter 172
Translator’s Notes: Cillin: I also have the ability to make you pregnant by touch.
Chapter 172: Fuse, The Beginning of Chaos [Part 1]
The person wearing a cape quietly watched the images on the display. It was the monitoring images if the prison rooms. Right now the prison rooms had fallen into disorder, and the original riot had risen in intensity. Perhaps they themselves did not know why things had turned out this way. It’s just that things somehow veered away from the original plan while they were fighting. They could not control themselves, did not wish to stop fighting, and could not stop fighting.
At this point, all the convicts had killed until their eyes were all red. The floor was completely covered in blood, and the people who hadn’t gasped their last breath on the ground yet were trampled on repeatedly. Almost all of them had died from being trampled on.
They were like a bunch of madmen who felt no pain. Their self consciousness was gradually being replaced until all that’s left was the bloodl.u.s.t to kill, and kill some more.
The virus had invaded since a long time ago.
The virus would cause people to grow excessively excited, crazy, and blood thirsty. The sounds of explosion and the stench of blood especially excited their nerve cells even more.
Mantle guy stared at the images on the display monitors and appeared to be searching for something very seriously, not letting go of every minor detail on the screen.
Suddenly, an eye appeared on the wall of the monitoring room. Then, a human form slowly extricated itself from the wall. Just like the weirdo Cillin had run into earlier, this was another person who could move inside walls. However, unlike the other person, this man only had one eye.
"Have you found it yet?" mantle guy said.
"No. ‘Merciless’’ members are very cunning. They do not seem to be in a hurry to find ‘Secret’." noticing mantle guy’s silence, the one-eyed man continued, "While pursuing them, I discovered two rather special people. They probably do not belong in this prison, but they were able to hold off a member of ‘Merciless’ for a bit."
"Ignore the others and keep looking. Waste no time if they are not under ‘Merciless’."
"Yes sir!"
Once he was done reporting, the one-eyed man melted into the wall once more and went away, leaving behind mantle guy who continued to watch the displays inside the monitoring room.
Cillin and Little Stache continued to wander around inside a pa.s.sage. According to Cillin’s understanding of the prison’s layout, they should find an exit once they’d walked through this pa.s.sage.
However, the pa.s.sage was extremely long and shaped like an arc. There would be a byway leading towards the prison room. The most dangerous section of the pa.s.sage was also that place.
"I had a feeling that we were being watched just now." Little Stache said while staring carefully at her surroundings, "But that feeling is gone now."
Cillin also had the same feeling. He already sensed that there was a fourth person watching from the sidelines while he was fighting against the weirdo earlier. It would seem that the reason the weirdo earlier had wanted to leave quickly instead of continuing battling against Cillin was also because of the presence of this observer.
Now that he looked at it, the weirdo and the person watching them in secret belonged to two separate forces. However, looking at their behaviors, they did not seem to be looking for a straight up brawl. Just what on earth were they trying to do?
Once they got to the front, they would be approaching the byway of the pa.s.sage. Cillin already detected that someone was headed their way.
Little Stache had already taken out her gun and readied herself without needing Cillin’s direction.
The footsteps grew closer and closer. They knew from the sound alone that it wasn’t the footsteps of those weirdos but the convicts inside the prison. Right now, the prison room area had fallen into complete chaos where explosions were followed by more explosions. It was not strange that the convicts would run away from there. However, when Cillin saw the convicts he immediately realised that something was wrong.
The convicts with bloodshot eyes holding sticks, knives and even guns wore crazed expressions on their faces. The second they saw Cillin and Little Stache, they immediately charged towards them.
He had no idea how these convicts managed to acquire so many knives and guns. Was the prison’s management this bad? It really wasn’t farfetched when he thought about it though. They were all people of the same Sector, so the prison guards turned a blind eye on things.
Cillin avoided the hail of bullets and cleanly took out a pouncing convict. Cillin noticed that the back of several convicts were engraved with the ‘Flying Snake’s’ tattoo. Cillin only knocked him out because of Qi Geyou, but if the convict were to struggle excessively then Cillin would not hold himself back.
When Little Stache noticed Cillin’s movements, she also changed what would’ve been a killing blow into a kick that knocked out her opponent. Little Stache thought: So this guy was originally a member of the ‘Flying Snake’. She wondered since when did the ‘Flying Snake’ have such a powerful person in their group? She knew all the prominent figures among her peers, and she had made an effort to learn about the somewhat famous ‘Little Flying Snake’ and ‘Black Snake’ among the younger generation in ‘Flying Snake’. However, she was sure that she had never seen the young man beside her before. Although Cillin had disguised himself, Little Stache was sure that Cillin’s age was more or less the same as hers.
That being said, it was best to make friends with a person like Cillin, not to mention that they’re in a cooperative relations.h.i.+p right now. She had to give him some face, so she chose to beat the convicts just a little lighter than she would have. At the very least, she would not kill her opponents if she could. He should thank me for doing this, shouldn’t he?
Cillin looked at the ‘Flying Snake’ convict Little Stache knocked out, and then at her. Little Stache used her thumb to stroke her mustaches and lifted her chin, meaning: See, I’m such a good face giver!
If it was just the convicts, Cillin could’ve taken care of them with relative ease. What Cillin was paying attention to right now were the viruses carried inside these convicts’ bodies.
A person of stronger const.i.tution could resist this type of virus. However, they must have a firm will, or they would be invaded by the viruses while they were idle and before their bodies had fully generated the antibodies, then become as crazy as these convicts. This madness would keep them excited, and the excitement would consume a large amount of stamina and would continue until every energy inside their bodies were spent.
Ka!
Little Stache broke the neck of a ‘Flying Snake’ member directly charging towards her with a kick. Looking at the force she used, the poor guy’s head would’ve parted ways with his torso if she had put any more force into her leg. The people that came after her before this guy though did not belong to ‘Flying Snake’, and she had subconsciously killed them without any thoughts of mercy. However, looking at the bodies they were all killed with a bullet to the head.
Cillin glanced at Little Stache. It would appear that she was also starting to show some symptoms as well. Her eyes were starting to look red.
When Cillin glanced at Little Stache, her expression changed for a moment. She seemed to be regretting her attack just now. She had kicked that guy directly before she realised it. Originally, she was planning to conserve a bit of energy, so why had she killed him with the kick instead?
After grabbing a gun from a convict and killing the few people in front of them, Cillin seized the opening to tell Little Stache, "They’ve been infected by a virus. This virus would cause a person to go mad and stimulate their killing instincts. Watch out and don’t let yourself become fully infected!"
(T/N: I don’t think that’s how viruses work but&h.e.l.lip; okay)
When Little Stache heard Cillin’s words, shock leaped up in her heart as she hurriedly adjusted her emotions and suppressed the blood thirst and excitement inside her brain.
The closer they got to the byway, the more convicts they ran into. Here, the pa.s.sages were littered with the bodies of convicts who had mutilated and killed each other. However, it would appear that the convicts had just reached this place. They would have to hurry up now, or things would become difficult when the main bulk of the convicts would arrive. Dealing with one or two convicts was okay, but dealing with several hundreds was just masochism.
Boom!
There was yet another large explosion.
Unlike before, this explosion wasn’t far away from where they were. A sense of extreme danger suddenly a.s.saulted Cillin. This wasn’t something he could deal with.
"Run!" Cillin roared.
Translator’s Notes: A mini version of a zombie apocalypse!
Chapter 172: Fuse, The Beginning of Chaos [Part 2]
Cillin sped up. Right now he could no longer care to check which forces was standing in his way – anyone who does, dies. How could he be bothered to check when his own life was at risk? Plus, it’s not like every ‘Flying Snake’ member was Qi Geyou’s subordinate. Qi Geyou should have ordered his men to evacuate this place, shouldn’t he? And even if they were Qi Geyou’s men, the fact that they hadn’t left in time basically meant that they had little hope at survival. After all, they had failed to resist the virus and began slaughtering the people around them, and the elites of the two forces were still around too.
They hadn’t encountered a single prison guard up to this point, so they were probably all taken out already. Although every prison – even just a grade one prison – had pretty powerful people, since as the saying goes, ‘however strong you are, there is always someone stronger’, the two forces who came here seriously weren’t something they could deal with right now. He could not expect anything from the prison guards now. He could only rely on himself.. Earlier, the sound of a faraway explosion made Cillin feel much more settled. That explosion was caused by Lung’s microbomb, and judging from the sound Cillin could confirm that Lung was probably near an exit. If he still failed to escape with these conditions, then he would not be a member of the Andrea Family.
When Little Stache saw that Cillin had increased his movement speed, she hurriedly chased after him. She took out a folded long blade and killed every convict who stood in her way. If Cillin himself did not care who was standing in his way, then naturally she cared even less.
The sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger. Cillin did not understand why he would feel this way. Although he had not seen his opponent, he knew based on feelings alone that he was absolutely no match for his opponent right now. This wasn’t a distance that could be closed with a gun or two.
Almost, they’re almost at the byway!
Boom!
A sudden explosion cleaned out all convicts around the byway of the pa.s.sage. This was no normal bomb, and the center area of the bomb was covered in flames. Even the byway’s walls were slowly deforming under the flames.
Thank goodness Cillin had not arrived at the byway yet, and during that one moment they sensed the abnormality both Cillin and Little Stache had paused their swift footsteps and retreated instead. Otherwise, they most definitely would’ve been engulfed by the flames too.
The explosion and flames excited the convicts beyond the area further. They charged towards the duo from the surrounding pa.s.sage of the byfork.
Cillin and Little Stache had not time to loiter around this place. They locked their eyes onto a particular pa.s.sage and ran over to it.
The pa.s.sage leading towards the prison rooms’ direction at the byway was also where the explosion had originated from. Blue lights that were as straight as blades appeared from the flames before a figure slowly walked out from inside it. It was a blue skinned woman whose eyes looked about the same as the blue blades in her hands, cold, icy and emotionless. The flames did not seem to affect her.
The woman swung the blue blades in her hands when she saw the convicts charging at her. She easily slashed through the charging convicts entirely. The woman did not seem to be paying any attention to these convicts at all. Her eyes were staring right where Cillin was.
When else should they run but now?!
Cillin charged into that pa.s.sage, and Little Stache was right behind him. They were running for their lives; it was obvious that that woman was no easy picking at first glance. Of course they were running since they were no match her!
That woman ran faster and faster. The convicts blocking her way were like pieces of tofu that were easily cut down without even the slightest noise.
Right now Cillin seriously hated the convicts for how soft they were.
Suddenly he felt a chill behind his back, and Cillin put strength into his legs and jumped to the sides. At the same time, the wrist blade on his arm popped out.
Crack!
The five hundred thousand credits wrist blade heralded by Cary as rare goods broke in response about as cleanly as you could expect.
f.u.c.k! The five hundred thousand credits wrist blade did not even hold out for more than half a second!
He dodged away from the blue blades slas.h.i.+ng towards him. It looked like a special energy excitation type weapon, but Cillin had never seen one like this before because the weapon was fully attached to the woman’s hand even though she obviously wasn’t a robot.
Right now Cillin did not have the time to ponder this problem though. The woman had painted them as targets.
After they backed away, Cillin and Little Stache stood still two steps away from each other and faced the woman chasing after them together.
The woman did not look behind her as she cut a charging convict in half. Then, she took one step after another towards Cillin and Little Stache.
Cillin and Little Stache exchanged a short glance with each other. If they couldn’t get away, they they would fight. They had no other choice.
Just when Cillin was about to act, the alarm suddenly started with a series of beeps.
It was the alarm of the prison’s core defense system. Logically speaking, this alarm should not be sounded even if the defense system’s instruction program had been tampered with, unless the prison had already reached a critical state that resulted in the final instruction activating. That instruction must not be tampered with, for the the whole prison would forcefully activate its self destruct program the second that it was. Therefore, the two forces could not have triggered the final instruction while they were still inside the prison.
Since it wasn’t the latter, the former explanation had to be the reason why the self destruct program had been activated. Just what kind of power could put the entire prison in a critical state?
There was no time left for Cillin to think. The exit connected to that pa.s.sage had entered countdown and was about to close!
There was no need for words. Cillin and Little Stache used nearly all of their strength and charged towards that pa.s.sage. The woman had paused on her feet momentarily, and this short pause enabled Cillin and Little Stache to charge to the exit. The countdown on the exit had also just reached zero at this moment.
But just as Cillin’s charging footsteps..h.i.t the ground, a terrific attractive force suddenly pulled at him. It was as if a giant hand had forcefully pulled him back into the pa.s.sage.
He could not resist at all. No matter how he struggled, it was futile.
A whip entangled itself around Cillin’s wrist when he was being dragged back into the pa.s.sage. Little Stache tried to pull him into the exit, but the attraction force was so powerful that she was being pulled back into the pa.s.sage instead. However, as the exit closed the whip was cut off as well.
Little Stache stared blankly at her broken whip for a bit. Then, she glanced at the closed door with a complicated expression. Although she hadn’t cooperated with this guy for more than an hour, her impression of him was pretty good. If this man managed to get out, she would absolutely invite him to ‘Fire Phoenix’ as a guest.
Fire Phoenix was a great force at the same level as ‘Flying Snake’ and ‘Mad Owl’. It was just that this area didn’t belong to Fire Phoenix. Little Stache had slipped out only because she wanted to watch ‘Flying Snake’ and ‘Mad Owl’ fight. Who knew she would run into such a troublesome matter and nearly threw her life for it.
Little Stache sighed and turned away. The prison was not long away from destruction.
Back to Cillin. When Cillin was sucked back into the pa.s.sage by the attraction force, it was not the end but just the beginning. Everyone in the pa.s.sage including the woman holding the blue light blades were being forcefully pulled to the other end of the pa.s.sage.
However, an even bigger counter force suddenly appeared in the next moment, and Cillin was sent flying like a ball who had been thrown to one side before being slapped back where he came from with great force.
The two combined force and terrific impact caused Cillin to fly out like a ball that ran into a bat. He could even hear clearly the cracking sounds resounding from his own body.
His bones were broken. As for how broken they were, Cillin no longer had the energy to check. He only knew that this time, he was in deep s.h.i.+t.
Not only did the change in pressure and impact around his body in that very instant caused every bone in his body to crack, and blood to pour out of his nose, ears and mouth, his skin was also cracking up like a dried land as blood poured out from it.
After he had crashed heavily against the exit door, Cillin collapsed powerlessly to the ground. Every miniscule movement felt like it would take incredible effort to execute. When Cillin turned his head with great difficulty and looked at the woman who were sent flying just the same as he not far away, a cold shock rolled over his body.
Although they had both suffered the same blow, he was half dead whereas that woman had only spat out two mouthfuls of blood before settling down into a combat stance and heading towards the other side of the pa.s.sage.
His head seemed to be hurt as well. Since he was lying sideways, the blood also flowed in that direction and into his eyes. How did he feel?
He didn’t know. Right now Cillin was feeling numb. He wasn’t sure if his nerves were damaged since he couldn’t feel any pain at all. It’s just that everything before his eyes was red.
The air seemed to have become heavier. It was difficult to even breathe. Cillin knew that the symptom was caused by his damaged lungs though. Lungs aside, his internal organs were probably pretty hurt as well, right?
Am I going to die?
Cillin did not close his eyes. He kept staring at the end of the pa.s.sage. His vision was really blurry; so blurry that he could only see the flickering blue light blades. Who was the woman fighting against? He could not see clearly. He truly could not see clearly. Cillin had done his best, but he discovered that even the blue light blades slowly disappeared to leave behind only darkness.
Cillin could neither see nor move, but he could vaguely hear some sounds. It was the sound of the battle just now. There was a momentary silence after a bang, followed by another bout of intense battle and another pause.
Just when Cillin thought that the people were all gone, two voices rang beside him.
Cillin could only vaguely hear some broken tidbits. ‘Still breathing’, ‘leave’, ‘explode’&h.e.l.lip;
The whole prison had not undergone its final destruction sequence yet, but it was heavily damaged and already looked more like an abandoned refugee camp than a prison.
Inside the prison, blood stains were everywhere be it the pa.s.sages, prison rooms or monitoring rooms. Less than a hundred prison guard out of several tens of thousands were still alive. Moreover, none of these people had seen anyone from the two forces at all. Perhaps that was exactly why they had survived.
Who could have imagined that the grade one prison that was regarded as a native force of the area, a place that considered both convicts and prison guards to fall under Sector S’ personal affairs, was almost completely destroyed.
This matter affected the many great forces of the Sector that regarded ‘Flying Snake’ and ‘Mad Owl’ as their leaders. Every prison guard in Sector S was alarmed by the news. If almost every prison guard in this prison was eliminated, then who could say that they wouldn’t be next on the chopping block?
Meanwhile, the garrison of Sector S began to move.
As the incident ended, all forces began to take their own respective steps. A reorganisation began to roll through every prison in Sector S starting from grade one to grade five, but a series of incidents were bound to happen during such sensitive times due to the reorganisation.
It was this grade one prison incident who played the role as a fuse and ignited the beginning of chaos in Sector S.