"Hmm, let me see. What happened just now?"
Inside the hideout, Zuo Ci wandered all over the place, dragging the unconscious Poison Ivy upside down as he tried to figure out why that Experiment had suddenly appeared.
Penguin went to the area where the Experiment had been held to see whether his men were there.
However useless they were, as long as they were still breathing, they could at least lend a hand.
Don't notice me... don't notice me...
Listening to Zuo Ci's approaching footsteps, someone among the pile of unconscious people stealthily moved his fingers, tucking the little remote in his hand beneath his stomach.
He was the only one of Bane's men present who was still somewhat conscious, and also the longest-serving of them. He had been following Bane since their prison days.
Because he idolized Bane, he had started working out and injecting drugs too, hoping to get closer to his boss.
After several years, he had finally lived up to expectations by successfully developing a pointy head, a pair of shriveled balls, and practically invisible muscles.
Frankly, with all the drugs he had been taking at random, it was a blessing he hadn't simply dropped dead. Later, Bane had taken pity on him and found him some random work: doing odd jobs at this hideout.
That was also how, by sheer accident, his drug tolerance had let him withstand Zuo Ci's anesthetic. While Zuo Ci was rescuing people, he had secretly found the remote and released the Experiment.
He had thought that even if it couldn't win, it could at least injure them a little. He hadn't expected it to be dealt with so easily.
Damn it, if this place weren't mainly focused on theoretical research, with only one Experiment...
"Yeah, more Experiments would definitely be