As if he wanted to vent every bit of suffering he had endured in the laboratory.
He wanted others to experience his pain firsthand.
With that "King" setting the example, the path had gone astray from the very beginning.
Large numbers of ordinary people were seized and dragged into laboratories.
There were countless failures, but few successes. And those whose experiments failed often met terrible ends.
Either they died young from the aftereffects of the failed experiments, or they were left riddled with illness, lying in hospital beds without ever seeing daylight.
Or they died silently in some forgotten corner.
Vast Kingdom was relatively better off; at the very least, they did not dare act recklessly in public.
Abroad—especially in the country where the first "King" had been born—you could not find a single homeless person on the streets. They had all been taken away.
Even ordinary people could not escape.
They chose their victims at random, sometimes even targeting those with strong constitutions, exceptional talent, or greater intelligence.
Although such people were not necessarily more likely to be turned into extraordinary beings, their chances were still somewhat better than those of others.
That country's authorities did not stop them.
In fact, they did the same in secret, since they had been among the first to lead such practices.
If they could mass-produce a group of extraordinary beings and form an extraordinary army, it would benefit their national power as well.
And what if a "new King" emerged among them?
Then they would have the confidence to challenge that first "King."
"Could it be that you..." Red Candle had known Xie Yu the longest. Back when she had still been a newcomer, Xie Yu had been the one to invite her onto the team.
Even after advancing to S-rank, she