His Majesty the Demon King of Justice

The Dorsey Mountains used to be the mines of the human kingdom. There must be towns outside the mines, and the towns must gather people and flourish trade... Well, that's all old calendars.The towns along the Dorsey Mountains were the first to fall after the invasion of the Angel Corporation. Residents, border soldiers, merchants, travelers, etc. in several cities were all captured within a day, and most of them were killed on the spot except for a few resisters. The live animals were sent to the floating island base for coding and numbering by flying vehicles, and then transferred to other places.The former mining town turned into a ghost town at that time.

After conquering the world, Angel Corporation sent observation vehicles to inspect the whole territory. They believed that the Cesar Plain outside the Dorsey Mountains had economic value, so they used high-power rail guns to destroy the original old city, and built an occupational structure on the ruins of the old city. A slave garden with an area of ​​20 mu - a huge complex of hundreds of buildings was built overnight. Of course, it is impossible to rely on local labor or rely on your own people to build it. The starship of the Angel Company cannot bring it. So many building materials.What they use is a one-time molding building shell foam material. After entering the water, the memory metal props up the shape, and then fills in with locally absorbed stone powder and stones and other fillers. The shell is dry and the building is formed.This kind of building does not need a foundation, the height of the floor is limited to 80 meters, and it does not have the characteristics of anti-bombing and anti-cannonballs. The service life is only [-] years, but it is enough to meet the needs of Angel Company... They do not intend to use it The planet is in business for a long time.

Slave Camp No. k-13 ushered in important guests today. The full-function life box that just got off the starship two hours ago was transferred here via the floating island base. The time was sent to No. 10 Freshman Room. After an hour, three and [-] minutes of surgery, Stan Lee, the veteran of the interstellar chaebol who needed to rely on a fully functional life box to continue his life not long ago, walked out radiantly without the help of bodyguards.

"Mr. Stan Lee, the best new body selected from 17 transplants of the same blood type, how do you feel?" In the reception room, Allen, the head of the K-13 slave park, greeted the distinguished guests with a professional look on his face. Smiling, he handed the bill to Stan Lee's secretary.

"I don't like this kind of face that is too tough." Stan Lee sat on the soft sofa and gestured to the bodyguard to hold a cigar, "You know, Alan, everyone likes to look kind Harmless people, like this body you're using now."

Alan Huaye Douglas smiled and apologized: "The body you were looking at before was not very obedient. He stabbed the knife into his throat while the robot guard was changing shifts, so we can only choose to be with you." The one with the best fit. As an apology, the board of directors will give you the next head plastic surgery free of charge."

"No need, just prepare a better body for me next time." Stan Lee showed an unscrupulous, villainous smile, he probably forgot that the new body is not the previous body with soft facial lines, Or I haven’t gotten used to the tough facial features of a tough guy from the martial arts school, “It may not take long, I will participate in this year’s nth line survival game. It is very troublesome, such as changing 'clothes' will take a lot of time."

Allen smiled knowingly, that's of course... Killing prey in a closed place with brutal cold weapons can give people the greatest sensory stimulation and spiritual enjoyment, but in order to ensure fun, those prey often keep a certain amount If you are careless, you will have to change into a new body after participating in the event-this expensive game is the favorite of these chaebols and oligarchs and business tycoons, and it is precisely because these people love this kind of death game, the company's Profit is guaranteed.

The human brain is the most fully developed organ. If it is properly preserved and there are enough resources, replacing the "coat" of the brain is enough to allow everyone to have a life span of more than 300 years.But this kind of full-body "transplant" operation in Blue Star is against the spirit of humanitarianism. After the war "chaos" ended, organ traffickers had to turn their attention to alien planets, and it was not easy to find a carrier planet suitable for transplantation—like this In Colonial Star, there are only one-third of the qualified commodities among the local aborigines, and there are too many unqualified and defective products in this third that need to be filtered layer by layer.

"It's a pity that the elves' bodies can't be used." Stan Lee said, "They have higher physical fitness and better transplant conditions, but they still can't solve the rejection problem. Alan, if you can break through this difficulty, Angel’s share price can at least double.”

"This is not just a matter of rejection, Mr. Stan Lee." He also regretted mentioning this Alan, "The physical structure of elves is different from ours. Their evolution is too low. Although they have perfect bodies, they are not suitable for transplantation. Carrier... If you like it, it would be nice to buy a few elves and take them back as pets."

"No, as a pet, I prefer those docile fluffy guys." Stan Lee exhaled a smoke ring and threw the cigar to the bodyguard, "My daughter likes the new pets that your company has launched this time. Is there any new stock, I want to choose it myself."

"Of course, you can go to a nearby petting zoo to choose from. A batch of newborn plush cubs will definitely satisfy you." Allen said hurriedly.

Arranging a patrol car to send away Stan Lee, the big money lord, Alan Huaye Douglas was secretly pleased with the newly added figures on the report, and then took advantage of the fact that no one took out the small mirror and fell in love with himself for a long time—— This body was valuable, and it was his turn to use it if it was retained by authority, otherwise it would have been targeted by those big benefactors long ago.

Young and energetic, with no organ damage, and a good-looking body has always been a hot commodity in the full-body transplant market. Compared with the slave trade and pet trade, it can only be regarded as an addition. I love virtual electronic pets more, but real pets are not very popular. This curse has rebounded a little after Angail Corporation conquered this colonial planet. , but the real money is still those human slaves... After all, the cost of pets is an additional expense, and the transplant of a young and healthy body is a hard requirement.

Allen, humming happily, started his day's work next. In addition to the transplant carriers waiting for the donor to come to the slave park, the slaves held in the slave park also had unsalable unsalable goods. Big, but Angail never does business that loses money, so the slaves have to pay for the Angail company.

When Allen walked to the first workshop, in the open-air plantation area inside and outside the explosion-proof glass door, a group of unsalable goods were working hard for their rations today, sweating profusely under the surveillance of robot guards—one hundred thousand security guards The daily consumption of Gale employees cannot be completely supplied by starships. Since this planet has a climate and land suitable for farming, everyone naturally wants to eat some fresh food, so planting and production will be carried out in the slave park.Of course, the natural food produced by planting must be sterilized at high temperature on the fully automatic assembly line and then packed into sealed cans and shipped to various places, so as to prevent these guys from poisoning or tampering with the food in other ways.

"The canned fruit that was delivered to the assembly line yesterday is ready for use. Send a batch to my office. I only want yellow peaches and Sydney pears. Don't bring in other varieties. The freshness of the spinach batch last time was not enough. Let them harvest vegetables in advance. A few days." Allen told the person in charge of the plantation casually, and when he walked out of the workshop, he remembered something, and said, "The guys in the resource department are getting more and more picky, don't put unqualified things on the assembly line, Just throw it to the slaves to digest."

The relationship between the two departments in the colonial system of Angel Corporation - the Ministry of Resources (the military department that conquered the colonies) and the Ministry of Trade (the commercial department that mines the surplus value of the colonies) has always been somewhat antagonistic. Of course, there is not much contradiction, but It is nothing more than some small frictions that have accumulated over time in the long-term cooperation work. The Ministry of Resources dislikes the Ministry of Trade's calculation of costs and cares about funds.

After Allen said this, the person in charge of the plantation naturally showed a look of disgust. When he first arrived, these people ate the rotten sauerkraut from the indigenous people's house with great relish, but after a long time, they became picky Oh, there are wormholes in the vegetables and they squeak, as if they are being treated harshly.

Of course, these are minor issues... After conquering the colonial planet, all employees will be given a bonus share. For the sake of money, no one will be so angry as to ruin such a good harvest.When passing through the corridors of the fourth workshop and the fifth workshop, what Allen saw was enough to make him fly into a rage.

"Stop!" Opening the door of the entertainment room with authority, Allen angrily pulled a naked guy off the long table, "Damn, how many times have I said, don't use merchandise for entertainment! Damn, you guys Do you know how much the price of this elf's face can be marked?!"

"Hey, Alan, it's just a slow-moving product that can't be sold. What's the point of letting everyone have fun?" The inspector squatting aside said indifferently, "The elves and men here are all the same, and they don't meet the expectations of the guests. Aesthetics are not as valuable as those things with 'hair'."

"There will always be guests with special interests. Didn't you just transfer out a batch of elves last time?" Allen touched the weak-smelling slow-moving product with his fingers, and heaved a sigh of relief. Go to the emergency room, cure it and throw it into the brainwashing room to wash away the abuse memory, so as not to cause any trouble after selling it. Hey, move, this is a product you broke!"

Several inspectors from the Ministry of Resources reluctantly dragged out the breathless elf. Allen was still angry, and glared at the chief inspector who was squatting lazily aside: "Hanks, I hope this is the last time. Your elves are also rare commodities, don't think I won't report your actions."

Inspector Hanks shrugged his shoulders, with a half-smile: "Don't be like this, dude, another inspector may not be able to be your 'good partner' like me...For the good of all of us, I think we should not care about it." These little things."

Allen twitched, and he intercepted an excellent carrier transplant. This guy is also an insider: "Are you threatening me?"

"How is it possible, you really have no sense of humor." Hanks smiled coldly, got up and walked out shaking.

"Alan..." the person in charge of the plantation whispered in annoyance. Alan raised his hand to stop him, and looked at Hanks' back, his eyes almost burning.

The chief inspector of the Ministry of Resources, to put it bluntly, is a bit like the captain of security in the early days, and any middle-level management is also qualified to dictate to him.However, within the Angail Company, which is mainly engaged in colonization, these inspectors who have a certain amount of military power are inevitably arrogant. People like Hanks dare to speak ill of senior management like Allen... This is simply challenging Allen's bottom line.

Alan would not consider the matter of transferring another inspector from the headquarters. The K-13 slave park is now run by him as his own independent kingdom. He is not willing to let "outsiders" intervene When he came in, the idea of ​​"Maybe I should work harder and serve as inspector general" naturally popped up in his mind. As long as there are plausible reasons for arranging cronies to serve as local inspector generals, the headquarters will not refuse - as long as the figures on the financial report are good, the headquarters does not care how these executives behave recklessly in their "fief".

"But the premise is that Hanks must abdicate first." After making the decision, Alan continued to lead his subordinates to inspect his territory, with monstrous rage surging under his seemingly calm face, Alan, who had changed his body twice He has lived to be 130 years old so far. At this age, he does not show any sign of aging. The nutrients provided by his young body are enough to keep his brain youthful and vigorous, both externally and internally.

And when Allen was thinking about how to make Hanks, who held his handle, lose points, Hanks, who was unhappy, entered the punishment room on the west side of the park with a whip in his hand.

Indigenous slaves are not trained to be obedient. There will always be some barbaric indigenous people who either want to attack the guards and patrol or think about "suicide". Naturally, these behaviors are not allowed, and if they are found, they will be sent to the punishment room Receive re-education.

There is no restriction on indestructible goods in the punishment room. Even if you kill them, you will only receive a few reprimands, which makes the punishment room the second "entertainment room" for the employees—if you have any special hobbies, The decompression effect here is simply perfect.

The inspector on duty in the punishment room immediately smiled when he saw Hanks: "Hey, Chief Hank, it seems that you need to do some exercise to relax?"

"That's right." Hanks raised the whip in his hand. This is not an electronic whip in the punishment room that is only designed to maximize pain. It is picked up from a certain aboriginal nobleman's home and can really whip people to death. Horsewhip, "Give me the hardest bone, and I can live long enough to be served by this thing."

"No problem, I will definitely satisfy you." The inspector on duty took Hanks to the innermost confinement room in the punishment room kindly, took out his ID card to unlock it, and fawned on Hanks, "Remember the one who demolished two people with his bare hands? The savage guarded by the robot? This guy was obedient for a few days after he got out of the punishment room last time and then reverted to his old ways. Commander Allen ordered him to be locked up until he learns to be docile... How many people have you been here before? I have to say everyone The means are too gentle, listen, he still has the strength to shout."

The heavy metal door was pushed open a crack, and there was a palpitating roar. The sound was shrill and crazy, and the inspector on duty who opened the door couldn't help shivering... He saw the guy inside several times with his own eyes. It is so tortured that it is not human, but as long as it rests for two days, the monster will come back to life again.

"Ah~ Interesting." Hanks was also taken aback, but quickly became excited again, "Aren't the indigenous barbarians who can't do anything about it? It sounds like a good challenge." After half a step inside, Hanks Kex showed a dangerous grin to the inspector on duty, "Lock the door, and don't let anyone disturb me without my permission."

"Yes, sir." The inspector on duty shivered subconsciously.

After closing the metal door, the on-duty inspector wiped his cold sweat with his hand, and quickly left the severe punishment confinement area that made him feel a little creepy. Too many corpses were dragged out of this place, no matter how It is inevitable that the aborigines will feel "hairy" in his heart if they are not regarded as human beings.

"Who the hell am I offending to always be assigned this damn job on duty!" Back in the relatively open lobby, the on-duty inspector called the robot guard over to bring a can of beer. I'm the only one who stays here for two people's alternate jobs, am I the only unlucky ghost in the entire inspection team!"

Whispering and complaining for a long time, the inspector on duty threw the beer cans to the ground for the robot guards to clean up, and wandered into the monitoring room for daily inspection work--the punishment room in the remote northwest corner was rarely approached by anyone, and the prisoners inside were seldom approached. Most of the guys are scarred and wear multiple shackles, and they don't even have to worry about things like "suicide". They don't bother to patrol around when they are on duty.

Dozens of monitoring images embedded in the wall are no different from usual. The same scene can be seen almost silently. The patrolling on duty glanced at it hastily and regarded it as finishing his daily work, and left the monitoring room earlier than usual—— He wouldn't be so casual usually, but what was happening in the innermost confinement room was too bloody, and the patrol on duty didn't have that hobby, so naturally he wasn't interested in being a spectator.

Not long after the on-duty inspection left the monitoring room, a strange scene was captured on the wall screen facing the monitoring head outside the punishment room facing the outer wall: tiny cracks appeared on the base of the laser defense tower on the outer wall like a tear in space A black line, slowly swallowing the sensing device protruding from the metal plate on the base...

A warning yellow light appeared on the screen on this side, and a warning pop-up window popped up: c-232 surveillance head captured an abnormal picture, should a robot guard be sent?

At the same time, a countdown countdown appeared under the pop-up window, 30s, 29s, 28s...

No one monitors, and no one responds to the pop-up window. After 20 seconds, the space devouring phenomenon disappears. The sensor device on the base of the laser defense tower is only devoured to a small part that does not affect its normal operation. It does not exceed the natural damage limit. The pop-up window closes by itself——

About 3 minutes later, under the wall that was invaded by mysterious creatures, there was a daily patrolling robot guard. The ii robot guard, which was in the shape of a box and equipped with a 360-degree biological retrieval device and an inductive self-propelled laser gun, dutifully searched on the fixed patrol route. All biological information, stay for 30 seconds to confirm that there is no abnormality, and then drive away slowly...

"Snoring..."

In the area of ​​the punishment room selected as the breakthrough point, the only person on duty was lying sprawled on the sofa in the hall, snoring sweetly.

The dna code of the official employees is input into the operation system of the guard robot. Unless there is a higher authority to issue an order or the employee's behavior exceeds the system limit, the robot guard will basically not interfere with the employee's behavior. It doesn’t matter—when some mysterious force unzipped the zipper on the protective clothing of the sleeping officer on duty and took out the ID card from the jacket pocket, the i-robot guards who were only half a meter away were still doing their best to clean up. Do not ask.

Under normal circumstances, such as the punishment room, the ID cards of the two on-duty personnel are required to be combined into one to open the door leading to the closed area, but the K-13 slave park has been operating safely for too long, and it is boring and comfortable It's been too long, and the idle internal personnel will inevitably divert their energy to the personnel struggle, resulting in only one person being exiled here in the punishment room where there should be two on-duty personnel permanently... I have to say that people themselves are precision operations The biggest flaw and shortcoming in the institutional machinery.

The id card of the on-duty officer opened the three major doors leading to the restricted area-this place had locked up many magicians before, and the Angail Company would not save money in this regard in order to detain these natives with magical powers-because The id card was activated, and the only person on duty did not issue an early warning with his own authority, so the robot guards patrolling back and forth still dutifully did their own thing according to the programmed program, and they could not see the card in front of the opened door. The strange situation of people is ignored.

There are ten confinement rooms on both sides of the corridor in the confinement area. With tens of thousands of people detained in the K-13 slave park, there are a total of twelve confinement rooms in operation. Stinger, if there are no accidents, probably not more than half of these 16 people will be able to walk out alive... But now, an accident happened——

The person imprisoned in the outermost confinement room is an elf male. This elf male has beautiful and healthy wheat-colored skin, eyes as bright as emeralds, and facial features as delicate as sculptures. A handsome dark elf man in his youth—it is reasonable to say that a product with such an "excellent" appearance should not appear in the confinement room, but this dark elf male is really too aggressive. When the "fun" inspector wanted to use him to relieve boredom, he broke three ribs even if the opponent was wearing protective clothing that could withstand the impact of more than a ton of explosives | .Well, although it is aggressive, it is also an excellent product with an "excellent" appearance. Chief Allen specifically told people not to destroy it, so the patrol on duty never opened this door.

When the heavy door was opened, the dark elf male who had only suffered electric shocks and had not been physically tortured raised his head and faced the door with energetic and fierce eyes. If it weren't for his body If the watch still has burns from the daily electric shock lessons, and if the limbs are trapped on the wall by alloy chains, this kind of look can really make people want to conquer... This is the main reason why Chief Allen favors this product. .

The ones standing outside the open metal gate were not those silver monsters wearing protective clothing that made it impossible to attack, but a few people in simple and neat clothes with looks they had never seen before, and one of them was holding a silver monster in his hand. The ID card of the "color" monster shook at him, and asked in the lingua franca of his hometown: "Brother, do you still have the strength to take revenge?"

Since being accidentally caught a few years ago, dark elf males haven’t heard their local accent for a long time—the elves themselves are small in number and their individual combat effectiveness is strong, so they are held separately in all pet parks and slave parks— ——A hot stream rushed to the corner of the dark elf man's eyes, he didn't even ask who the other party was, he simply nodded his head and gritted his teeth: "Yes!"

The confinement rooms that were activated one after another were opened, and the punished such as the dark elf man rescued 11 people successively, two elves, one pandaren, and eight human races, but most of them were not like the dark elf man. "Sex" is so lucky, after many days of torture, only one breath is left to hang his life, basically no combat power, and he has to be supported by others to walk after being rescued; the man with the ID card does not despise these people as a burden , let people help them to the first room to rest for a while - except for the room where the dark elf men were imprisoned, there are a lot of blood stains in the other rooms.

When the last confinement room was opened, there were screams of scolding and a man's roar. The interrupted Inspector Hanks roared angrily, who would dare to disturb him by being disobedient? It was just his language. People can't understand it, and they don't take it seriously; when Hanks found that the door was not opened by the patrol wearing the same silver "" protective clothing, but some outsiders in strange clothes, it was too late to give an early warning-he had just Stretch out your hand to the emergency button on your waist, and several invisible thin lines appear on the surface of your body. The ten fingers of your hands are cut by these thin lines, and they are all severed from the knuckles!

“啊啊啊啊啊——！！”汉克斯举起光秃秃的手掌失控尖叫，对别人下得去手不表示自己也能忍受相同待遇，十指被切断的痛苦瞬间就让这个男人的神经into a crash state.

"Your ability is quite suitable for this kind of close-up assault." Wang Lin gave a thumbs up to the pale-faced Zhu Yuan.

"Hehe...vomit!" Zhu Yuan was fine when he looked at the man with bloody hands, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the bloody lump hanging on the wall, and vomited on the spot.

"Arguing with your mother!" The irascible sister Xie Sanyuan punched him, and the screaming Hanks lost at least half of his teeth, rolled his eyes and passed out, fell to the ground and twitched, "Bah, the paralyzed strike is so cruel! "Sister Xie still couldn't let go of her hatred, she patted her foot again and spit, and then went to look at the bloody old man on the hanging wall who stopped screaming after they entered the door. Sister Xie felt her heart throbbing. "I rely on this damn... Lin Zi, can this big brother be saved?"

Wang Lin was also very unwilling to bear it, and exchanged glances with the fleshy ball whose face was completely stained red with blood, but whose eyes were still staring intently at everyone: "Should...should be able to, they are so tall. There should be healing methods in the fortress of technology." Swallowing his saliva, Wang Lin carefully asked in the common language of the pandaren mainland, "Brother, can you still stand it?"

"Meat Tuan" grinned, revealing an awkward smile that was so open-minded.

"Just trick Chen Youxiao over here." Wang Lin felt a little regretful, looked at the brother's tragic body, asked Xie Sanyuan to help him, unlocked the alloy lock with his ID card, and put him down carefully. Xie Sanyuan really couldn't see it , to remove the metal door panel with bare hands and use it as a stretcher...

It took less than 10 minutes before and after occupying the confinement area inside the punishment room, and accidentally caught such a big fish as the inspector——Hanks will definitely not cooperate honestly, but he wants to keep it secret under the extraction and retrieval of the source of fear. Impossible - the most distinctive figure in the source of this guy's fear is Alan, the CEO of this slave park named K-13. Changing and cutting off his own future, the memory of a person who values ​​power so much is naturally very convenient for Wang Lin to figure out the power structure of this slave park and the authority of various characters... Wang Lin used a teleportation ball to sneak in to find the way before. Most of the time, I was hiding from people and groping for the route. Hanks' memory helped a lot.

Not only is memory a great help, but Hanks' authority is also very powerful... As the inspector general, he can fully control the security system of the entire slave area. "Line" cut two palm skins, made this guy feel miserable, and then cooperated with the operation crying bitterly. First, he controlled the entire punishment room area through the main control room, shut down the operation program of the guard robot in the area, and then used Hanks' internal channel to send The inspectors under him are called in batches - there are more than [-] inspectors scattered in various positions in the park, it is unreliable to take them all at once, but as many as can be deceived can weaken as many sub-parks as possible. The defensive power, why not do it?

"Hanks frequently mobilizes inspections? What does he want to do?" CEO Alan heard the news, and his first reaction was to be terrified... Although he really wanted to get rid of Hanks, a troublesome person, he still wanted to do it. I didn't think about the specific measures. The other party didn't realize his intention so quickly!

"I don't know, within half an hour he transferred fourteen inspectors to the punishment room." The deputy was also puzzled, "Half of the fourteen inspectors left their posts and rushed over. Order subordinates to dereliction of duty, Alan, do you want to warn Hanks?"

"Wait a minute." Allen stopped the deputy who was eager to try, and his brain turned quickly... The duty inspection in the punishment room was not liked by Hanks. Allen knew this. He is on duty 24 hours a day, not to mention that there is still nothing to fish for, and Hanks usually only goes there to vent when he is in a bad mood, "Could it be that he killed the products inside to fool him...? But killing the products is not There is no need to be so strict, and I can only accuse him of a few words...then...wait, can it be?!"

"Did he find out—?!" Allen stood up suddenly, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his whole body trembled slightly... There is something tricky in the punishment room, and this trick is Allen's own—— Taking advantage of the fact that the products in the punishment room were not valued by the company after they died, Allen secretly resold many valuable slaves and pets, and of course all the income was allocated to himself—as the chief executive of the K-13 slave park Official, if you want to make extra money, you don't need to start with the funds on the bright side, there is plenty of room for maneuvering.

"Impossible, that empty-headed idiot can't find the key to this. I did it very covertly, and it's impossible for anyone to find out." Allen forced himself to calm down, and slowly sat back on the chair, with countless thoughts in his mind. Turn around, "Unless someone betrays me... But betraying me must have a higher profit temptation, who can afford this price? Hanks doesn't have this ability. And... even if Hanks finds out What about the secrets of the punishment room? I’m not the only one who does this kind of thing. It is absolutely impossible for Max to bring me down with this alone."

After figuring this out, Allen is no longer nervous. His identity naturally has advantages. No matter how hard Hanks struggles, he is just dancing in his palm. If the brain finds an excuse, it can be rectified on the spot.As long as K-13 can operate normally and can deliver a good financial report in the next quarter, will the company replace him as the CEO for the sake of a regional inspector?It's just a joke.

"We don't need to worry about anything." Alan tapped his fingers on the table, sneered and told his deputy, "No matter what Hanks is doing or what he wants to do, just ignore him... I want to see, this guy Exactly how much he does not take the position of inspector general and the interests of the company into consideration.”

"Understood." The shrewd deputy immediately understood the meaning of Chief Allen, and suddenly he became energetic... If Hanks is eliminated, he, the person closest to Chief Allen, has a good chance to hold multiple concurrent positions .

The current Chief Inspector Hanks, who is "ambitious" and "want to make troubles", huddled in the corner of the punishment room hall with a blank expression, watching numbly two more inspectors walked in the door unsuspectingly, and were unsuspectingly arrested. The intruder took it down, and the hands that hung powerlessly in front of him and disappeared from the palms trembled slightly.

"——What the hell is that idiot Allen doing! I transferred all the people who are in charge of the security system host, don't you realize that something happened in the park?!" The desperate Hanks roared silently deep in his heart ...