Ability Files

I didn't answer Hughes' words. In this case, everything is wrong. Let's see what he wants to do first.

"Tsk, it's so boring!" Hughes squinted his eyes and shrank his pupils. He was a little displeased with my silence, and pressed my hand a little harder.

I didn't notice it for a while, and let out a muffled snort, my right wrist was in burning pain, as if my bones were about to be broken by him.

When Hughes heard me making a sound, he finally smiled with satisfaction, and then complained: "I wish you had made a sound earlier, but I have to do it myself."

Listening to the complaints made by a villain like Hughes, I just felt chills in my heart. This man's behavior is too unreasonable, and I can't guess what he wants to do next.

To my surprise, Hughes stroked my hand down, from arm to shoulder, approaching the neckline bit by bit.His fingers were a little cold, and he didn't feel much when he was wearing the clothes, but he felt it obviously when he poked into my collar.Hughes moved very slowly, the skin on his hands was very slippery, it felt like a snake had crawled into his clothes.

I held my breath, and wanted to wait for him to stop, but unexpectedly, he became more and more aggressive. After unbuttoning my clothes, he even stretched his hands down the skin of my chest and abdomen...

"If it's teasing, you're going too far." I grabbed Hughes' hand before he reached into my panties.

"Hehe," Hughes didn't care, licked his lips and said with a smile, "I'm not teasing you!"

"Then what do you mean?" I could only hold his hand tightly with one hand, and my strength was far from enough. Now that Hughes insisted on extending his hand down, I couldn't stop it.

"Didn't you say it? It's a reward!" Hughes smiled like a child unwrapping a present, unbuttoned my trousers, and pulled down the zipper.

He stuck to my face, followed the contour of the ear with his tongue all the way down to the neck.The warm breath sprayed on the bare skin, itching a little, the water evaporated, and it made the place where the tip of his tongue had touched a little cool.

I swallowed my saliva, wanting to struggle but afraid of the opposite effect, the same action, Fili and Hughes gave me completely different feelings.If Fili gives me the feeling of a naughty kitten, just out of teasing and curiosity, then Hughes is a predatory cheetah, playing with the prey in his hands leisurely, not just looking for opportunities to bite , looking for entertainment...

"You're 'sexually interested' in me?" I emphasized, not believing that Hughes couldn't catch the meaning of the words.

"Yeah." Xiustan admitted frankly, pulling the collar of my clothes that was already open, starting from the shoulders and pulling it down.

"Why?" I didn't cooperate or take the initiative. Seeing the clothes that had been stripped away, I didn't feel much tension.

Men have intercourse and cannot reproduce. Apart from the dignity being trampled and the body being damaged, there should be nothing wrong with it, right?I have seen some people sodomize their opponents in Nuokeannuo in order to humiliate them. I have no interest in this purely inter-animal mating behavior, nor am I interested.Therefore, there is some doubt about Hughes's enthusiastic behavior.

As I said before, emotion is what people like Yurien and I, who grew up in isolation in the institute since childhood, lack the most.We have never left the cage, and it is normal to have something we do not understand, and we have consciousness and wisdom, which can be learned through slow learning... Only emotion, which we cannot imitate no matter what!

We get angry, we get happy, we get scheming, but basically it's all out of our own considerations.Urian and I don't quite understand the reactions caused by other people in the process of interacting with others, for example, being happy for other people, sad for other people, and... being tempted by others.

All creatures always have a time when there is too much hormone hormone, which is called estrus, or mating period.According to different visions, the object of sexual desire is also different, but there is always a definition.So I can't understand, is there something about me that can attract Hughes' attention, or is it that the pervert's vision is different, and I can be in heat anytime and anywhere?

My body is a little hot, I don't know if it's because of the weather itself, or because Hughes started rubbing my genitals slowly through his pants...

"What are you two doing!" With a scream, the weight on my body lightened, and Hughes was pushed away.The sudden force was very strong, and I watched Hughes being pushed away violently, my center of gravity was unstable.But the reaction was quick, he put his hand on the sofa for support, turned over and jumped away, stabilized his body, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the person coming.

"Hmph, I want to do something disgusting and find another place for myself. I'm not here as a love hotel for you!" A figure stood in front of me, covering Hughes' sight for me.

She has a petite figure, and although she has a boy's hairstyle and loose clothes that cover her curves, and has a pungent smell on her body, the voice is obviously a girl.

The slight irritability in my body subsided all of a sudden. Sexual desire was unfamiliar to me, so the throbbing that had just started disappeared quickly.

While the two of them were confronting each other, I propped myself up with my left hand and started to organize my clothes.Pull up the zipper on the trousers, and then put on the clothes. It is inconvenient to buckle the buttons with one hand with the left hand, so I can barely buckle the two middle buttons.

When I looked up, the person standing in front of me was staring at me curiously.

"Are you the one this snake man wants to save?" She looked around me up and down.

I looked at her, and I deeply agreed with her nickname "Snake Man" for Hughes, and I couldn't help but have some good feelings: "You are?"

"Call me Joan, now stretch out your hand." She said so, but her hand pulled my right hand spontaneously and muttered: "Look, I knew the snake man was not careful, You don’t even know you’re injured, you only care about the sperm on your brain…”

I didn't tell her that Hughes did it at all, and she ordered me not to move, and ran into the room by myself.

"I didn't expect you to have friends." I looked at Hughes, and my words made it clear that I was clichéd.

"It's not a friend, it's the 'Master'..." Hughes seemed to have thought of something funny, and laughed, "I was picked up."

It should be that I was knocked down, and what happened after he escaped from that building, I don't intend to ask in detail.At this time, Joan just came out with a medicine box, and it seemed that she was going to rub medicine for me.

I reached out and rolled up the sleeve, and the metal ring was exposed.

"This is..." When Joan saw the metal ring on my wrist, she didn't care about dealing with my injury, she pulled it in front of her eyes and looked at it for herself.

"It's like a locator, I'm sorry, your place will be searched by the people who came after us - I've stayed here for too long... But if you deny it, say we broke the door It shouldn't matter much." I apologized to her and prepared to call Hughes away.

"Come with me, I'll take care of this for you." With a nonchalant expression on her face, Joan took my hand and walked into another room.

Hearing that Hughes was laughing strangely again, my heart was lifted up—couldn’t it be that I chopped off my hand with something?

There was a pungent smell in the room, which seemed to be formed by a mixture of several chemicals, but I couldn't tell what it was for a while.The curtains were drawn tightly, there was no light at all, and when the door was closed, nothing could be seen.I was dragged by Joan and stumbled inside. She walked very easily, and walked around without hesitation. Obviously, she was so familiar with the surrounding environment that she could recognize the way even if she couldn't see it.

The room should be quite big. I was thinking about it when Joan stopped suddenly, and with a "snap", a small desk lamp dimly lit up.The light is very dim, only the circle around the table is clearly illuminated, and the rest are half hidden in the shadows.

Joan rummaged among the messy objects on the table. From me, I could only see a lot of wires, boards, metal and the like.Unable to guess what Joan was going to do, I turned my attention to the things around me and observed the surrounding environment.

Seeing this, it startled me.This place is like a utility room, with a lot of messy things piled up, many of which have been eliminated or are on the verge of being eliminated. I even saw the existence of detonators.

Out of curiosity, I walked closer to that corner. They were indeed simple detonators, some of which were already loaded and neatly piled aside, while others had an empty shell with only a reinforced cap on it. ... I know what the smell in this room is, it's all sulfur, potassium nitrate, fire nitrate and the like.

"Don't touch that thing, your hand will be gone if you are not careful." Joan picked up a few things and threw a word without looking back.

I "hmm", stepped back, and continued to check other things: tape, leads, remote controls, timers, rc planes and rc cars...

Looking at these seemingly irrelevant things, I asked Joan, "Is there anyone else besides you and Hughes who will save me today?"

"No," Joan turned around and raised an eyebrow at me, "It seems you know how we got you out!"

I nodded, regardless of whether she saw it or not, and said, "If I'm not wrong, you should install the timed explosives at a fixed location first, and then manually control the remote-controlled aircraft with the explosives to make the explosion." , let them think that there are other supernatural beings besides Hughes, running around at various explosion points...Is that right?"

"That's right, anyway, those people are used to using high-tech things, but they can't defend against this kind of crude detonator explosives. The more advanced things are, the more flaws they have. I don't believe that those detectors can detect my time bomb. position." Joan smiled viciously.Indeed, Dr. Ling and the others rely too much on those advanced equipment, which can detect energy blocks, and it is impossible for the detectors that search for energy explosives to find the location of the detonator.Although the power of these detonators is many times lower than that of energy grenades, it is better because Dr. Ling and others are defenseless against them.

"So, what are you going to do with this? Can you take it off?" I raised my wrist, pointing the metal ring at her.

"I can't think of a way to take it off other than cutting off your hand." Joan curled her lips.

I began to seriously consider whether to give up my right hand in exchange for freedom.However, in this situation, who can guarantee that I will not fall into Dr. Ling's hands in the future?At that time, if you lose a hand in vain, the gain will outweigh the loss...

"Extend your hand." Joan quickly assembled a simple instrument, and with the insertion of the energy block, the machine started to start, making a harsh buzzing sound.

I didn't know why, so I stretched out my hand, and she stuffed it between the two opposing tips of the machine.A small blue electric arc visible to the naked eye appeared on the metal ring, and the hands were a little numb, but there were no other adverse phenomena.

"What is this?" I watched Joan turn the output of the instrument to the maximum, and asked out of consideration for my own safety.

"The electromagnetic device can temporarily destroy the positioning system in your wristband, but I don't know how long it will work." Joan shrugged, with a sharpness no less than that of a man.

With a click of "Zi--", the machine made a harsh sound, and the indicator light went out.

"Tsk, that old man sold me another low-quality energy block, and it was used up so quickly. Last time, he kept saying that this time it was a brand new one. See if I didn't peel his skin..." Joan gritted her teeth, looking around. The one I was looking for looked through the pile of debris again, and then spread his hands at me: "Forget it, let's do this first!"

I looked at the signal transmitting hole visible from the side of the wristband, the red light inside had dimmed, flickering as if weak.I became a bit curious about Joan's origins. Judging by her appearance, she was not much older than me. She was very thin, and her short messy hair made her look a bit like a boy.However, it is definitely not easy to easily destroy the positioning system in the wristband with such a crude instrument - I don't believe that anyone can do this by just self-study.

I clenched my hands into fists, resisting the urge to reach out and touch her to check her memory.

"Okay, now you go outside, we'll change places when I get my things packed," Joan instructed me.

"Okay." I replied, turned around and went out around the surrounding desks and cabinets.

I stayed here for too long, and the locator on the wristband was damaged, so Dr. Ling will definitely show that the signal disappeared here.No matter what, they will definitely come here to take a look. Even if they can't find it, I will search it carefully to see if I can find any clues.

That being said, I'm the one who hurt her.

Hughes was sitting on the sofa and yawning with one foot crossed. When he saw me coming out, he moved to the side and patted the surface of the sofa to beckon me to come over.

"Let's leave later, Joan is packing up." I simply said the reason for coming out, and instead of going over, I sat down on the chair opposite Hughes.

Thinking of what was interrupted before Joan came back, I always feel a little strange, like a thorn in my heart.

Seeing that I didn't appreciate it, Hughes just raised the corners of his mouth playfully, staring at me with a pair of eyes: "Is it resolved?"

I was stunned for a moment before realizing that Hughes was asking about my wristband. I nodded and began to inquire about Joan's situation: "How much do you know about Joan?"

"Why, the little mouse is worried that there is no mouse hole to go through, and is afraid of being swallowed alive?" Hughes asked lazily, with the corners of his mouth increasing.

"I'm not like you, I have enough ability to defend myself." I admitted indirectly.

"Girl, she can make explosives, nothing else." Seeing me admit it, Hughes gave the answer very simply.It's just this answer, it's not the same as saying it.

"Didn't you say that she is your master? Why don't you know anything about the master?" I don't believe that Hughes knows nothing but this. No one can be so confused after being with him for several days, right?

"Why do I need to know? I am a "pet", just enjoy the care!" Hughes looked disapproving, this sentence made me reconsider whether their "primary pet relationship" is not as simple as it seems on the surface .

What else do I want to ask, but Joan has already come out with big bags and small bags, so I had to swallow my words.

"Okay, you take this, you take that pile, after you take it, you two go out first, and I have to prepare some small gifts for the guests who are coming!" Queen Joan raised her chin like an order to Hughes and me , I took those few packages, and my hand suddenly sank—the weight was not light, and I didn't know what was inside.Hughes also took the remaining few bags obediently, which surprised me a little at his obedience.

We all backed out the door after Joan had worked at every window.Joan finally took the two detonators and tied them to the back of the door, then pulled the thin wire from the top, wrapped it around the handle, and carefully closed the door.

After finishing all this, Joan clapped her hands with a relaxed expression: "You're done, let's go!"

"Where are you going?" I was a little apprehensive and couldn't help asking.

"Does it make a difference where you go?" Joan asked me with raised eyebrows.

Yes, it's true that I'm too rigid, it doesn't make any difference to me where I go.After I figured it out, I stopped talking and followed them out of the house.

I followed them, in a hurry.

Not long after we left, about ten minutes later, a dull explosion came faintly from the direction we left.I paused, looked at the black smoke and dust rising in the distance, and then turned my gaze back.

Hughes and Joan didn't seem to be disturbed by the explosion at all, they just walked forward one by one, especially Hughes, who didn't take his hands out of his trouser pockets...

Looking at his back, I actually felt relieved, and couldn't help but quicken a few steps.

Whether it's a devil's lair or a paradise ahead, I can only go on...

"Finish"

With the unknown ahead, what kind of disturbance will Lun encounter?

And wait for the follow-up publication of the "Ability Files" series!

◎June 060 G[-] Ability File Two Birds in a Cage

◎June 063 G[-] Ability File Three Nirvana

◎July [-] Ability Files [-] and [-] Lost City Up and Down (End)

postscript

I did not expect this unconstrained article to be published, so I would like to thank everyone who read this article!

I started writing this article because of a certain superpower movie.Looking at it, I just thought, these protagonists are so powerful and aggressive, so, what about a character who is not strong, and can even be said to have no self-protection ability against those researchers?Should I sit and wait for death, or start from other places and try to save myself?

After thinking about it, there is the protagonist of this article.His ability is not strong, he was born in a research institute, and he knows nothing about the outside world. It can be said that he doesn't even have a personality, and he doesn't even know the reason why he wants to live.But it is because of the characteristic of "not wanting to die" in human nature that we use everything around us to struggle to survive.From knowing nothing at the beginning to learning how to protect yourself, and then learning various emotions, it's like coloring a blank paper...

But when one's own world is covered with color, who wants to whiten it again?

Then all that's left is to defend it to the death, right?

Author of "Ability Files II: Bird in a Cage": I Don't Know You and Me

Copywriting

What a tragedy life is!

After Lun was imprisoned by Dr. Ling, he was finally rescued.

It was this capricious guy who came to save people──Hughes?

...How could it be this unloved and cruel person who came to save him!

Obviously he has made up his mind that he doesn't want to get involved with the supernatural being anymore,

But he couldn't hold back his curiosity and was involved in the mystery...

In the read memory screen,

The same face as the A-level supernatural being Arthur appeared! ?

And that mysterious "magnet" that everyone pays attention to,

What secrets will be revealed again! ?

He is just a small C-level ability user,

When will the expected ordinary life really come?