10. Let me see what you can do.
There were seventy-six Psycho Squad members present. This was not the entire Psycho Squad, but it was close enough, because the rest were mostly hackers and medical personnel—treasures so rare that even within the Psycho Squad, they were extraordinarily precious.
In other words, everyone present was every Psycho Squad member who could fight.
Seventy-six. One had already died. Now, twenty-four of the remaining seventy-five had moved, accounting for roughly a third of them.
A third of them had no intention of following Carl's rules.
Whether it was madness or an unwillingness to be bound again and fitted with an even tighter collar, their actions at this moment made one thing clear.
They were now enemies of KK.
Carl had a certain degree of sympathy for those with Cyberpsychosis. He had to admit that many of them had truly been driven insane by force. But that did not mean he believed every person with Cyberpsychosis was like that.
He understood even more clearly the harm Cyberpsychosis could inflict upon ordinary people, and he was equally aware of the danger they could cause.
In other words, even in the past, if someone known to have a history of mental illness and a record of murder stood beside you, nobody would feel at ease if they were left unrestrained—not for themselves, nor for those around them.
This collar not only had to be put on, it had to be secured tightly. In this regard alone, Carl believed it had to be done. Otherwise, who could take responsibility for everyone else's safety?
Carl believed that Cyberpsychosis truly could be cured, but during the recovery process, preventing them from harming others was his responsibility.
As the person who had come to put the collars on them, Carl