What made you have the illusion that I am the protagonist! ?

"...To put it simply, this country is controlled by the man you call 'My Lord Father', and all the people with ouroboros tattoos are artificial humans made by him, but you and him have different personalities so 100 years ago Just ran out?" Grove concluded after Gullid told a lot.

"That's about it." Gullid shrugged.

"Cyborg, ah..." Fuyumi scratched her cheek, remembering that when she first came to this world, she called herself a cyborg, and it felt a little strange.

"I think you accepted it quickly?" Gullid raised his eyebrows, surprised by the acceptance ability of Fuyumi and others.

"Why don't you accept it? Are you telling lies?" Touma asked back.

Gullid choked, "Of course not."

Grove took the initiative to ask: "Then why did your 'father' create you?"

"I don't know." Gullid said, "I ran out by myself not long after I was born, so I don't know what they did afterwards." An old monster who lived for more than 100 years said with the attitude of a runaway boy , but there is a faint look of fear in the eyes.

"However, you haven't said yet, what happened to Roja and the others?"

"That's right, in order to find the traces of Roja and Corporal Rubin, we also went to the headquarters of the Central Army Corps and the Fifth Research Institute." Grove added, briefly describing what they did after returning to Central City.

Gullid laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you guys are amazing! No wonder you bumped into that old lady Luster."

"Let's talk about this. I used to be a soldier of the Southern Command. I was wounded by a landmine in the southern war and lost half of my body." Madalee said, pointing to the one without tattoos Halfway, "I passed out halfway, and when I woke up, I was in the third research institute, and the sergeant Ma Daier of the Southern Command had been killed by a landmine according to the military department's information. The military probably also sent a death notice to my family.”

"Dead in battle?" Toumi repeated doubtfully, and looked up and down her unscarred body again. This kind of gaze is not very polite for a lady, but Madele knew that he did not mean any harm, so she stood calmly and let her go. He sees.

"Since you have been to the fifth research institute, you should know that these research institutes are conducting some research that is not easy to put on the table. Of course, these researches need some materials. The third research institute is - synthetic beasts, you should Have you ever heard of the use of alchemy to synthesize several animals together to form a new species? But the third research institute studies synthetic animals that synthesize animals and humans. Alchemy synthesizes my body and snakes into one Together, Doruchid is a dog, and Roja is a cow."

"Hmm--ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Roja condensed his strength like a demonstration, blood vessels and veins on his body burst out, and finally his whole body grew a lot bigger than before, and two horns shaped like bull's horns grew on his forehead horn.

Dongmi looked at Roja. The experience of just over a month had made him grow up rapidly. The simple-minded and stupid big man in the past seemed to have disappeared. shadow.

"Well... I think it's more appropriate for us to be called lycanthropes." Doruchid pointed to the two horns on Roja's head and added.

"There are many experimental subjects in the Third Research Institute besides ours, but most of them are crazy, and only a few succeeded. Roja... I guess it was because there were not enough experimental materials that he was chosen?"

Madele analyzed that the past one or two years has been a rare period of peace for Amistoris. After the civil war in Ishwar, the domestic resistance forces have settled down a lot. Even border wars have not broken out, and all countries are recuperating. Naturally, the "source" of experimental materials in the institute is not enough.

Tramps, jobless people, beggars - these are the missing people who are the least likely to attract attention, but after all, these people were often hungry and full due to their limited life, poor foundation and poor health, and it was difficult for them to survive the synthetic beast The success rate of the experiment was far from that of the previous professional soldiers. The researchers of the third research institute who produced batches of waste products complained every day. As time passed, they would naturally target other people.

Roja was favored because of his bear-like physique. It is estimated that those who captured him also checked his background, knowing that he was born in a border town, and there was only one old father in the family, so they boldly took action.

Roja nodded, confirming this statement, "I still remember that when I went to visit my comrades in the station, I felt as if I was being watched by something, but after a while, the sight disappeared, so I didn't care, but I I was knocked out on the way back from the station, and after waking up, I went to the third research institute...and Rubin, a few days after me, he also came, unfortunately..."

Speaking of this, his expression was gloomy. It was obvious that Corporal Rubin was in danger, "Rubin failed in the experiment and became an irrational beast. The troops in the research institute were restrained, and we took the opportunity to escape. When we came out, it was Brother Gullid who came to meet us."

"Hmph, although I left Central City, I've been staring at it." Gullid had already lit another cigarette, and exhaled a smoke ring. Obviously, he was not just responding, he should be in Roja They also helped them in their escape, otherwise these people would not be so convinced of him.

"—Well, I know the basics." Toomi relaxed his body and leaned against the back of the sofa. "So, what are you going to do?" He threw the question to Gullid.

Compared with Gullid's previous practice, he is not the type who can explain obediently. Although he can't be called exaggerated, his current attitude can be regarded as an indirect gesture.

Speaking of this question, Gullid took a puff of cigarette obviously a little irritated.

"You guys—should be good at fighting, right?"

Fuyuya thought about it quite seriously, and replied: "Ah... I have never lost at this age."

Gullid laughed wildly, "Hahahaha...that's great! You know what? I want a lot of things! Money! Power! Women! Smoke! Wine! Enjoyment! Fame! Status! I want Everything in this world belongs to me! I want to be the king of this world!"

"But! As long as that old guy—as long as 'Father' exists in this world for a day, I will hide in the shadow of the slum like this!"

"I see. You want us to work together to defeat him?" Touma nodded understandingly. Although he understood that what Gullid said was not the whole reason, at least it was part of the reason.

"That's right." Gullid replied frankly.

"Well... okay, I'll do the job." Without thinking too much, Fuyuya agreed directly.

Grove was stunned by this sudden development: "Toya!" Do you know what you promised! ?

Although they had also infiltrated the legion garrison and the Fifth Research Institute before, and had a fight with No. 48, No. 66 and the artificial man named Luster, after all, they were not confronting Gang head-on. It's big.

Not to mention "Father", according to Gullid-isn't that the mastermind behind this country?

"Huh? What's the matter? It just so happens that I still have some questions, so I can ask him directly." Toomi's tone was relaxed, as if he really just wanted to ask someone to ask questions.

In fact, in terms of his personality, if he wants to know the "secrets of this country", it is the fastest to go directly to "Father" to ask for clarification. Unfortunately, he doesn't know where "Father" is, and he can't look for it in Central City.

However, since Gullid was willing to lead the way, this problem was easily solved.

"...No, nothing."

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Grove: Director, this script is wrong! ?I just walked out of Novice Village, why did I receive the task of fighting the LV99 Great Demon King?

Author: It doesn't matter, anyway, you are soy sauce.

Grove: (heart-stuck)...

Fuyuya: (touching the head to kill) Don't worry, Diarmuid and I both start at three-digit levels.

Diarmuid: ^^

Grove: (another kind of embarrassment) . . . the bastard is trying to protest me, isn't he?