The Watchdogs in the Waste Disposal Passage
"Tsk, I just lit up my Huazi, and I haven't even taken a second puff yet."
Sing Sing held the half-extinguished cigarette butt between his fingers. "That's the problem with you foreign researchers, you have absolutely no fire safety awareness, what are you spraying around for?"
Xu Xi stepped in front of him, striking another Bone Spear with her side palm. The Qi Force penetrated the spear, and white cracks spread along the bone.
"Xu Xi, don't take it head-on! This thing looks a lot like that guy's Stinger. If you hurt your hand, who's going to write my report when we get back?"
The Bone Spear shattered under Xu Xi's palm, and the remaining two were deflected and embedded in the wall next to him.
Sing Sing gave a verbal reminder, but his feet didn't move.
"The hardness is acceptable, but it's too brittle, and the inside is hollow."
Xu Xi withdrew her hand and flicked the white dust off her sleeve. "You can't use any tricks."
"Do you think everyone's like you, making a living with Iron Sand Palm?"
Li Ding'an on the right cursed, and the five claws of the Frankenstein's right arm swept over.
Sing Sing stroked his chin.
Tsk, those claws look so much like Sabretooth's!
Sing Sing glanced down at the monster, then looked at it again. "The Bone Spears are like Stinger, the claws are like Sabretooth, and it even comes with a bowl of sour soup? Miss Sinister has poured out her entire stock!"
Ignoring what he said, Li Ding'an drew his broken sword, which was only two-thirds the length of a normal battle sword.
The Blade met the claw tip head-on.
Five ten-centimeter-long claws were severed at the root and fell to the ground, green blood gushing from the cut surfaces and hissing as it dripped onto the ground.
Li Ding'an gripped the knife with one arm and retreated, a hole corroded into the edge of his shoe.
"Hmph, this is fucking weird..."
"High-concentration biological hydrochloric acid was mixed with the coolant."
Shi Xiaoyan pulled out the oil-paper umbrella from her back and opened it forward. The red lotus petals painted on the umbrella surface shimmered with a faint golden light before coming into contact with the acid.
You'll have to ask logistics for reimbursement for the refurbishment cost of this umbrella.
Sing Sing, shrank back, said, "Pouring such a large dose of strong acid on it will soak the tung oil coating until it's completely peeled off."
Stop being so cheeky!
Shi Xiaoyan gripped the umbrella handle tightly, shook off the acid, and took a few steps back.
The walls on both sides were covered with frost, and the freezing air surrounded the four of them from the left and right.
Sing Sing Wenxi out a special Seventy-Two-Herb Medicinal Cooling Oil from his pocket.
He unscrewed the cap, scooped out a large dollop of the bright green ointment, and smeared it on his carotid artery.
"Ah Qi, why are you applying Tiger Balm at a time like this?"
Forced to lean closer to the center by the freezing air, Li Ding'an inhaled through his nose and immediately sneezed loudly.
"Holy crap, what's that smell? Da Vinci mix industrial menthol with chili water?!"
"Do you understand science? This is called 'Seventy-Two-Herb Refreshing and Mind-Boosting Ointment,' specifically for treating various types of nerve paralysis and rhinitis/nasal congestion."
Sing Sing waved the open metal box in front of the monster's face. "Come on, big guy, smell our traditional China medicine formula, it'll make you feel great."
The pungent, acrid smell penetrated directly into the dozen or so open breathing pores all over the Frankenstein's body.
The monster, created from the amalgamation, had not yet received this purely natural biochemical stimulation, and its skin, which had been writhing and churning, contracted violently.
The rhythm of the jets of freezing air and Venom from its back was immediately interrupted.
"It actually works?"
Xu Xi adjusted her glasses. "Its stomata are connected to the lungs and fluid glands, and the pungent volatiles cause its mucous membranes to spasm in response to rejection."
Sing Sing carefully put the cooling balm away.
With the index and middle fingers of the right hand joined together, a tiny golden dot of light appeared at the fingertips.
With a flick of his wrist, the Finger Snapping Skill shot out.
"Get out of here!"
The golden light traveled several meters and pierced directly through the leftmost heart.
The heart ruptured from the inside, turning into a cloud of blood mist that was a mixture of red and green.
The stitched monster emitted a shriek from its throat that belonged to no known creature, and its six fleshy legs retreated three meters against the corridor wall.
Sing Sing took a step forward, and a second golden light shot out from his fingertip.
This shot was twice as fast as the previous one, and the second heart shattered instantly.
Four of the six legs beneath the Frankenstein monster went limp on the spot.
He lost his balance and fell headfirst into the wall.
Li Ding'an, carrying the broken knife, was about to rush forward. "I'll go over and cut it open!"
"No need for that trouble."
Sing Sing stopped Li Ding'an, his chest heaving as he took a deep breath.
The third burst of golden light from the tips of his two fingers held together on his right hand was three times brighter than the previous two combined.
A buzzing sound rang out the moment the fingertip flicked out, and the last heart shattered inside the Stitches monster.
The monster's entire body swelled up from the inside, then countless cracks appeared on its surface, and in the blink of an eye, it disintegrated into a pile of flesh and bone fragments.
Shi Xiaoyan glanced at the disintegrating pieces of flesh on the ground; the facial features, their skin peeled off, still twitched painfully in response to nerve reflexes.
Her eyes darkened, and she didn't say a word.
"Stop looking! These bastards have done such despicable things. We'll settle accounts with them today, interest and all."
Sing Sing walked over, squatted down, and rummaged through the pile of minced meat.
"This thing has at least a dozen different genes mixed together. Its fiber structure is different from that of humans; it looks more like a hybrid of some kind of reptile and a large canine."
"It was sewn on by force."
Xu Xi took off her glasses and took out a handkerchief to wipe the bone fragments off the lenses. "Use the dominant aberrant genes that were stripped from the Messenger as a biological adhesive."
"Forcibly sewing the severed limbs back together and relying on three hearts working overtime to supply blood to maintain mobility—this is a garbage dump."
"Who cares what kind of station it was, it's turned into minced meat now."
Sing Sing used two fingers to pick out a metal chip the size of a fingernail from a piece of rotten flesh.
The chip surface is printed with the logo of the Silver Peak Consortium and a series of laser-engraved serial numbers.
"Look here, the production date is three days ago. Judging by the rate at which the cells are dying, the shelf life is probably only three days."
Sing Sing casually flicked the chip into a corner of the trash.
"The Miss Sinister is using these disposable consumables that won't even last three days as Watchdogs, and hasn't even sent out a proper patrol team, means that her main force is all inside."
Shi Xiaoyan raised her left hand and glanced at the terminal.
"We've just received an update from Yan Shuangying's side; the true form of the Game Master has been confirmed dead."
Sing Sing chuckled and stroked the stubble on his chin, "So, Miss Sinister is no longer providing remote mental support?"
The four stepped over the wreckage and continued walking along the drainage channel.
The heavy-duty isolation door at the end was not closed.
Peeking through the crack in the door, dozens of blurry humanoid culture chambers were reflected in the cold blue light, suspended in green nutrient solution.
"Alright, comrades, the real culprit is right behind the door."
Sing Sing straightened his tie. "Cheer up, let's go in and give this foreign female PhD a thorough fire safety inspection!"