Soon, someone got out of the car. In his hand was a rifle. Jansen knew it was Mr. Michael, one of the members of the Parasitic Creature Eradication Organization. Mr. Michael walked over, then stopped a few meters away from the infected woman. He aimed the rifle at the woman, then fired something. In just seconds, after the body froze, the infected woman fell unconscious. She was limp and lying on the ground. "Ah, these trash creatures. They're really interfering with my time," Michael said in exasperation. Michael looked around the crowd. He let out a rough breath. "This is why I hate poor people! You can't buy virus vaccines and just spread the viruses around. What a hassle!" Michael grumbled. Jansen was surprised to hear Michael's words. Why would an organization member say something like that? "Disband yourselves! You'd better protect yourselves from getting infected, or you'll be like this woman!" Michael said sternly. Finally, the crowd began to separate themsel
Jansen stopped at the abandoned post box, watching in wonder. "Who would use a post box in a place like this?" Jansen asked, feeling strange. "Do you think you've run far enough, Mr. Jansen?" Jansen stiffened at the sound of that voice. He looked to the side and saw a shadowy silhouette from a few meters away. The dark atmosphere made it impossible for him to see clearly. "Who are you?" asked Jansen, starting to feel wary. The sound of footsteps scraping the asphalt could be heard as the silhouette drew closer to Jansen. "Hey, who are you?" Then came a sardonic laugh. "Too bad it's going to be bad for you, Mr. Jansen. You've tried to be the best CEO you can be," the voice said later. DOR! Right after the words were heard, Jansen groaned as he felt a bullet pierce one of his legs. Jansen fell after a second bullet pierced his leg again. As Jansen felt the bleeding on his leg, he saw someone dressed in black standing nearby. BRAK! Something slammed into Jansen's head causi
"The common book room is not a place to read books, Jansen," Matthew retorted. "It's a place that everyone is forbidden to enter, except the organization's officers." "Then why did they call it the common book room? It's not my fault if I think it's a public facility," replied Jansen, trying to be evasive. "Ah, well, no matter how evasive you are, that room is already strictly forbidden to enter, Jansen," Joseph said seriously. "You should have confirmed the news about the facilities in this training center," Joseph said continuing his remarks. Jansen sighed in disgust as he shook his head. "Never mind, there's nothing to argue about. I've already misunderstood the function of that room, and I can't possibly explain to the half-human monster guards," Jansen replied explaining with some annoyance. "Of course. He's the guardian of the room, if he sees someone unfamiliar, he'll attack," Ryann countered. Jansen furrowed his brow at Ryann's words. His mind flashed back
"Why would you consider? Was what I did to save you not enough?" Richard asked the question in an urgent tone. Jansen immediately jerked his hand slightly to avoid being restrained by Richard. He looked at Richard seriously for the umpteenth time. "You should know, I need you to convince me more about whether you are who the two officers say you are or not," Jansen said firmly. Richard exhaled with a look on his face that was beginning to look unhinged. "What you should be thinking is what evidence can they accuse me of being a murderer?" asked Richard. "You can do anything for it-after all, you're the senior trainee with the highest score, fighting thousands of monsters," Jansen replied. Without waiting for Richard's words, Jansen resumed his steps. Jansen suddenly didn't feel like doing the mission the system had given him. His feelings were already very doubtful if there was Richard beside him. As a result, Jansen now turns his steps in the direction he came from a f
Jansen tried to expend all his strength to kick the tentacle's hand. Unfortunately, his body was immediately thrown to the side so that he hit the wall of the room. "Argh," Jansen immediately groaned with pain. Jansen's position lay limp. He watched as the half-human monster man walked over. As his steps approached Jansen, his tentacle arms loosened briefly. "I told you about the rules of this place, but you didn't listen," the man said irritably. Jansen coughed and tried to take in oxygen with a tight chest. He forced his body to get up, but he fell back limp. [WARNING! YOU HAVE 400 HEALTH POINTS LEFT!] [MINIMUM HEALTH POINT LIMIT: 100/1,000] "I really hate dissident humans like you. You must be punished-ARRGHH!" When the man suddenly cried out in pain, Jansen immediately gasped in surprise. Jansen was stunned to see that another man had come to stab the half-human monster in the back. Jansen frowned when he saw the man who seemed to be a training member smiling at hi
"Why are you so tense, Jansen? After all, I already know you're young, the same age as me. Meanwhile, this organization has been around for 50 years," Richard replied. Seeing Richard laughing made Jansen feel a little relieved. Jansen also laughed so that the atmosphere between them was not as tense as before. "You're right. I also didn't know that the person who started this organization had disappeared," said Jansen. He deliberately lied to strengthen his theatrics. Richard nodded his head while stuffing both hands into his pants pockets. He seemed to think for a moment. "No one knows how the face of the originator of the organization disappeared," Richard replied. "Maybe it's because the organization covered up the case of the missing person. Or..." "Organizations do want their originators to be unknown to anyone. It is possible that the originator of this organization is someone who has created something great, but the organization does not want to acknowledge his me
"Jansen, it's impossible for someone to feel what a cloth person feels if they've never experienced it," Matthew replied. "That's right. I did experience it," Jansen said. "What?" "Betrayed trust. Haven't you ever felt that?" asked Jansen. Matthew nodded his head with a mocking laugh. "Of course I have, Jansen. If I hadn't experienced that, I might not have formed the personality I have now," Matthew explained casually. "What have you experienced?" asked Jansen. "Do you remember the monster hunter team I had before going with you to the training base?" Matthew asked, his tone as if preparing to tell a story. Jansen nodded his head. His sitting position automatically changed to face Matthew out of curiosity to hear his friend's story. "One of the team members who suddenly wanted to look great and have better skills than the others, he pushed another team member-my friend-while fighting monsters," Matthew said, starting his story. "We were supposed to hide s
"Do you think you've run far enough, Mr. Jansen?" Jansen stiffened at the sound of that voice. He looked to the side and saw a shadowy silhouette from a few meters away. The dark atmosphere made it impossible for him to see clearly. "Who are you?" asked Jansen, starting to feel wary. The sound of footsteps scraping the asphalt could be heard as the silhouette drew closer to Jansen. "Hey, who are you?" Then came a sardonic laugh. "Too bad it's going to be bad for you, Mr. Jansen. You've tried to be the best CEO you can be," the voice said later. DOR! Right after the words were heard, Jansen groaned as he felt a bullet pierce one of his legs. Jansen fell after a second bullet pierced his leg again. As Jansen felt the bleeding on his leg, he saw someone dressed in black standing nearby. BRAK! Something slammed into Jansen's head causing a dizzy sensation. His vision blurred, making it impossible for him to see who the person standing next to him was. "Say goodbye to your comp