Brussels · Sovani Forest
[D-class personnel A1-A3, please proceed to your designated positions!]
Dressed in an orange prison uniform, Bru emerged from the dim underground holding cell. The dazzling sunlight outside made him instinctively raise a hand to shade his forehead, and while blocking the sun, he also took the opportunity to observe the two "companions" who had appeared beside him.
Well, familiar faces.
A2: Ben Jack, 25.
He had broken into a house to rob it and accidentally stabbed the homeowner to death after being discovered. Bru still clearly remembered his expression as he wailed for his parents when he first arrived here. It had been truly entertaining.
A3: Old John, 56.
An old gambling addict and a scumbag. Rumor had it that he had sold his two daughters to human traffickers. During an argument with his wife, he had become so enraged that he grabbed a blunt object nearby and beat her to death.
"Hello there, Mr. A1."
Just as Bru was openly studying the two scumbags, a cheerful voice rang out behind him.
Bru's hair immediately stood on end. He turned around in disbelief to find a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes standing behind him, having appeared at some unknown point.
When did he get behind me?!
Why did I...
"Y-you're the researcher for this experiment, sir? Ahaha, just call me A1. Whatever you need later, please feel free to tell me to do it."
Bru instinctively put some distance between them. The blond young man before him gave him a strange feeling.
Despite the man's exceptionally good looks, he could not commit the details of his appearance to memory.
What was more, he felt as though the young man would vanish into thin air before his eyes the moment he