A World on Endless System

Chapter 9: Manual Surgery

PREAANG!

Narukha looked frustrated at the broken glass on the ceramic sink. His right hand, which was clenched tightly in a fist, was trembling unbelievably.

For a few seconds Narukha watched his fists. The bones that emerge are already purplish in color. Bruised and torn to the point of bleeding.

Narukha grinned. Pain and aching sensation mixed into one.

"Shit..." Narukha muttered.

The longer Narukha felt emotional turmoil welling up in her chest. His situation was like a mess. The wide tear on the left hand was bleeding more and more, while the right hand became bruised with several glass cuts.

In his silence, Narukha recalled the situation she had just been through.

His heart suddenly worried.

Was his choice to accept Carl's offer the right one?

Why do things like chips have to be put in the hands of himself and other members?

What exactly are Carl and the high-ranking officials planning?

Narukha frowned. His breath hitched as his heart stricken with anxiety. Too many bad possibilities spinning in his head.

All the possibilities are like puzzle pieces. The imagined possibilities describe a bad feeling about his decision to accept Carl's offer.

"I have already accepted and been persuaded by Carl's offer," Narukha grumbled, he closed his eyes.

Dizzy. His body strength was not fully intact. He doesn't know how much blood has been wasted. Narukha was sure he was now lacking a lot of blood.

"What is the chip that is put in the hands of the members for?" Narukha once again asked.

Narukha looked at his left hand. Behind the flowing blood, Narukha could see the flesh of her own hand. There was an object tucked in a lump of flesh in his hand.

Narukha took a deep breath. Given that this chip can potentially be used for many things, including stealth reconnaissance.

Again a question arose in his mind: what if the members are secretly being watched by those in power?

Because of the turmoil in his chest, Narukha immediately grabbed a piece of glass. Without further ado, Narukha directed the sharpest part of the glass to her skin. Moves very slowly and trembles.

He had never done this before.

Unfortunately seeing the chip object embedded in the hand irritated him. Narukha wouldn't let this chip object remain in his hands.

So after the shard of glass had stuck to the edge of the skin tear, Narukha didn't move for a moment. Prepare to do chip removal surgery.

He just doesn't want to be a puppet who controlled by those people in power.

People in evacuation... their parents... and also residents who have died in vain because of hunger...

Narukha will pay for all their injuries.

"ARRRGHH!"

In one jolt, Narukha slashed the torn arm wider. The stitches that were attached were almost half torn apart. The wound opened gaping again.

Narukha closed her eyes tightly, holding herself for a moment because of the burning sensation. He paused, held his breath, then forced himself to continue tearing at his skin with the glass.

The suture threads were completely released and fell to the floor. The blood flowed more and more, almost even spurting out. Naruto opened his eyes when he thought he was done

"Huh..." Narukha breathed a sigh of relief.

Without a doubt the chip object in his hand was taken away. However, this chip has been stuck and sandwiched between the flesh of the skin. Narukha needs to exert more energy.

"What did they use to plant these chips?" asked Narukha while trying to prepare her strength.

To really get rid of this pinched chip, Narukha opened his flesh wider. Then he picked up the chip that was sandwiched between the meat.

While trying to open a path to remove the chip, unknowingly the tip of the broken glass hit the chip.

Because the force is strong enough, several times the tip of the broken glass punctured the chip. But Narukha was too busy to take out the chip. As a result, not too aware of it.

"Ssshh..." Narukha hissed in pain. "Ah, finally! It worked!"

The chip implanted in his hand had already been removed.

Narukha closed her eyes and inhaled oxygen after holding her breath tensely. He noticed the chip object in his hand. Almost the size of a dice.

Narukha's heart was upset.

Why didn't Carl say that he and the other members would be chipped?

Narukha had no idea that they would planted this chip in his hand.

Narukha took a deep breath. He didn't throw the chip away. Now Narukha will get ready to do the manual sewing operation.

Unfortunately Narukha doesn't have thread.

Before entering this room, Narukha looked at the room on the left, which looked like a storage area for surgical materials.

Narukha thought that the room might have stored surgical threads, alcohol for medicine, or cotton for bandages.

"I'll take it there," muttered Narukha sounding determined.

After throwing away the broken glass, Narukha then prepared to leave the room. His steps staggered all the way to the exit of the room.

Narukha faintly heard the sound of tapping shoes. Only one time. Narukha tried to focus her hearing, but there was no sound.

Narukha thought maybe her hearing was wrong. Or maybe he just too afraid until he imagine the sound of the boots of security officers and health workers.

With confidence, Narukha opened the door of the room. Blood was pouring profusely onto the ceramic. Narukha's gaze was too focused downward until finally something surprising happened.

"Hello, Narukha. You shouldn't have run away."

Narukha raised his head. He was surprised because out of nowhere Carl suddenly stood in front of this room.

Carl waved briefly with a sweet smile—a cute fake smile.

"Arrest him. Now." Only short sentences that came out of Carl's mouth.

Suddenly three health and security officers appeared from the right. They flocked into the room to ambush Narukha.

"Hey, let go! You bastards!" Narukha protested as her body and hands were held.

At first, Narukha's body rebelled, not wanting to be held back. However, he did not realize that a health worker had inserted a syringe into his right hand.

Narukha felt something liquid flowing into her body. During that time, in just a matter of seconds, his body went limp.

Narukha's vision slowly blurred. At the threshold of his consciousness, he heard Carl say something.