Crackle-
A furious bolt of lightning struck the big guy square in the chest.
With a howl of agony, the big guy was sent flying backward into the men's restroom.
Qin Ze landed, blue arcs of electricity leaping all over his body.
Innate abilities didn't consume blood and qi; they were activated with mental power.
All it took was a thought to activate an ability instantly.
That was why people with innate abilities were so sought after.
Unlike martial artists, they didn't need to gather blood and qi, so there was no casting windup.
"Can you handle him or not, weakling?"
"We're already done over here. You're the only one still fighting."
"If you need help, just say the word, and your daddies will help."
"The original body's a real freak."
"..."
The clones' battle was over. Every aberrant had been dealt with, and the clones had suffered zero casualties.
After all, they had outnumbered the other side by half again as many.
With an advantage that big, even a pack of dogs could have won.
Some clones squatted on the floor, while others poked the corpses with their fingers.
Every one of them was bored out of his mind.
Qin Ze's voice carried traces of thunder's might, complete with its own reverb.
"Open your dog eyes wide and watch closely."
"Your daddy will always be your daddy."
An arm-thick electric serpent gathered around Qin Ze's right arm.
"Ooh, he's showing off."
"Lemme see!"
"Can one punch zap a hole through that guy?"
"Hurry up already."
Qin Ze ignored the clones' jeers.
He had finished charging up. Time for the execution.
The moment Qin Ze approached the big hole in the wall, a dense volley of bone spikes came flying out of the men's restroom, leaving him nowhere to dodge.
Qin Ze reached out and yanked a clone who was watching the show beside him in front of himself.
The bone spikes struck the clone like a raging storm, embedding themselves in him.
"Qin Ze, screw you!"
Thud~
The clone fell to the floor, bone spikes sticking out of his chest, face, and thighs. He looked exactly like a human hedgehog.
His skin turned blue-green, and his body convulsed violently.
"Poisoned."
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow.
This aberrant had an awful lot of innate abilities.
And he hadn't even reached level one yet.
Otherwise, Qin Ze and his clones wouldn't have been enough to fill his cooking pot.
"Your attack is over."
"Now it's my turn."
Unfortunately, there were no what-ifs.
Qin Ze stepped into the men's restroom. The big guy was leaning against the wall, panting for breath.
Clearly, that last move had taken a considerable toll on him.
The big guy froze when he saw that Qin Ze was completely unharmed.
"Roar-"
He used the last of his strength to pounce at Qin Ze.
"Face the judgment of thunder!"
Qin Ze unleashed a straight punch.
The lightning serpent on his arm raced forward like a wild horse free of its reins and slammed headfirst into the big guy's chest.
Lightning blazed in the dim space. In a single breath, the electric serpent bored through the big guy's chest, blasting straight through his massive body.
The electric serpent emerged from the big guy's body and plunged onward into a stall.
Boom-
The toilet pit exploded.
Shit flew everywhere.
Qin Ze backed away, his face darkening. He had nearly been baptized by a rain of shit.
"Damn it!"
"Who took a shit and didn't flush?"
The big guy fell stiffly to the floor. White smoke continued to rise from the gaping hole in his chest, and the air smelled of burnt meat.
"No Soul Orb."
A clone had pulled out even the big guy's intestines, but found no trace of a Soul Orb.
As everyone knew, exotic beasts with innate abilities all had Soul Orbs, because innate abilities had to be inherited through them.
Neither ordinary Mutated Ones nor those with innate abilities had Soul Orbs in their bodies.
Looking at the blue-and-white striped hospital gowns on the Mutated Ones, Qin Ze suddenly had a bold guess.
The lights came on.
The emergency lights in the corridor switched off.
Outside, the gates that had been sealed began opening one after another.
The clones returned to Qin Ze one by one, including the lucky fellow who hadn't been poisoned to death earlier.
A flurry of hurried footsteps sounded outside the restroom.
A team of fully armed security guards entered.
At the front was a man in a black trench coat and sunglasses.
His brows knitted tightly when he saw the scene in the restroom.
There was a gaping hole in the big guy's chest. He had clearly been killed in a single blow.
The other Mutated Ones had died in all sorts of ways.
Many Mutated Ones even had arms and legs twisted beyond repair, as though they had been subjected to inhuman torture.
In fact, the clones had just been testing their ability to recover because they had nothing better to do.
"Did you kill all of them?"
The man in the trench coat looked at Qin Ze, the only living person present.
"As you can see."
Qin Ze shrugged.
The man in the trench coat felt that his whole worldview had been shaken.
A high school student had taken down more than twenty Mutated Ones single-handedly.
One of them had even been labeled highly dangerous by the research institute.
Were students these days all this fierce?
The man in the trench coat pressed the communicator by his ear.
"I've arrived at the scene."
"All test subjects are dead."
"Yes, understood."
Qin Ze yawned. "Can I leave now?"
The man in the trench coat blocked his way. "Sorry, not yet."
Qin Ze said aggrievedly, "Can you really bring yourself to make things difficult for an underage student like me?"
"I only came here for a practical lesson, and I nearly lost my life."
"Now that I've finally managed to survive, you're not even letting me leave?"
"Do you know how badly my fragile heart has been shaken?"
"I'm depwessed."
The corner of the trench coat man's mouth twitched.
With all these corpses on the floor, he was saying he had a fragile heart?
And depwessed?
Even if an exotic beast got depwessed, he wouldn't.
The man in the trench coat took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to retort.
"This incident was indeed a failure on our institute's part."
"We'll discuss compensation with your school later."
"Rest assured, you'll be compensated for everything you've lost."
Qin Ze sniffled, looking like a baby who had been scared half to death.
"Then why won't you let me leave?"
The man in the trench coat explained, "There are some things we need your cooperation in investigating."
"Once we've asked you about the relevant details, we'll let you leave."
Qin Ze leaned against the wall. "I forgot to mention, I'm not just depwessed. I also have claustrophobia, so I can't stay here too long."
Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
The man in the trench coat gritted his teeth.
Damn it.
His fists were itching.
Tap, tap, tap-
A few minutes later, the crisp sound of high heels came from the corridor.
"Oh, it's you, little brother. We meet again."
Lin Siyao stood in the doorway in a white lab coat, both hands tucked coolly into her pockets.
"Professor, he killed all the test subjects," the man in the trench coat reported truthfully as he stepped forward.
Lin Siyao looked at Qin Ze.
She looked him up and down, then down and up again.
Her eyes lit up.
It was as though she were looking at some peerless treasure.
Qin Ze took two steps back.
His instincts told him this was a bad woman.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm still a child."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" The corners of Lin Siyao's lips curled up. "I've never seen a child that impressive."
"Come, let big sister see how much you've developed."
Lin Siyao took out the syringe she carried with her and walked toward Qin Ze.