Experimenter 0412 reacted remarkably quickly.
The moment Bo Yi spoke, he turned and ran, leaving only a shouted "Run!" for 0325, who was still standing there in a daze, with no idea what had happened.
Feeling the abundant power coursing through his body, Bo Yi watched him flee with a cheerful smile.
Perhaps some of the power that had repaired his body earlier still lingered inside him. Bo Yi could clearly feel that no matter how far 0412 ran, all it would take was a thought-
Just like this.
Bo Yi appeared in front of 0412 in a flash, seized his throat without hesitation, and lifted him off the ground. "Where do you think you're going?"
He tilted his head with a cheerful smile, watching the man struggle in his grip.
"We haven't even started settling our old scores yet..."
"Y-you... what exactly..." 0412 kept slapping at the hand clamped around his throat, kicking wildly as he tried to find some chance of escape, some way to make the other man release him.
For some reason, though the stranger before him did not look particularly strong, his hand gripped 0412's throat like an iron shackle. His struggles seemed so feeble, so ridiculous. He could even feel the air in his lungs dwindling little by little.
He was being forced to watch himself... slowly approach death.
0412's face had long since contorted, his wide eyes filled with terror. His lips began to pale from lack of oxygen, and his vision started blurring.
He thought in despair.
Was he... going to die like this?
But just then, he suddenly felt the hand around his throat loosen a little. A trickle of air entered his lungs, nourishing them like sweet rain falling on parched earth. The next second, he was thrown to the