Chapter 689: Chapter 687: The Moment of Eating (Part 4)_1 Chapter 689: Chapter 687: The Moment of Eating (Part 4)_1 “If I shoot an Air Bullet right now, the mission would likely fail immediately, right?”
While sizing up the strange horse before him, Fu Qian subtly observed his companions’ reactions without drawing attention to himself.
He had no intention of making such a pointless attempt at this time.
His current primary task was to find Gaya Ulrich.
Moreover, it was obvious even to the untrained mind that everything in the room was probably under real-time surveillance.
Ah–
While he was deep in thought, a piercing scream finally broke the silence–the test clearly didn’t end peacefully.
However, somewhat surprisingly, the one who couldn’t hold on wasn’t Brother 1349 but the lady in slot number 6, who had seemed to be in the best condition.
After entering, the three of them stood in three corners of the room.
Now, after letting out a scream full of panic, the lady no longer wanted to stand in place, but with agile movements, she leaped towards the back, trying to open the inner metal door.
Three minutes.
Fu Qian’s control over time was still very precise.
From the moment the door closed, it definitely hadn’t been more than three minutes, and it seemed like someone already couldn’t withstand the eerie horse neighing.
At this moment, the lady was desperately pounding on the door, all the while staring intently at the ground, refusing to look at the horse again.
Although she didn’t hold a high rank, the power she demonstrated was quite formidable.
The thick door rattled loudly under her pounding, mixed with the horse’s neighing, reverberating together in the confined space.
Unfortunately, the fate of experimental subjects is never for them to decide.
No matter how much the lady in slot number 6 pounded and shouted, there was not the slightest sign that the door would open, and there wasn’t even an attempt to stop her from the other side.
Or perhaps this was part of the test all along.
Although she didn’t receive any response from outside, the lady’s commotion had a stimulating effect on the others inside the room.
The statue-like Brother 1349, after her continuous screams, eventually turned his head slowly, observing her actions.
A few seconds later, a look of obvious pain appeared on his perplexed face as he started to move, walking towards the door.
Things are getting more chaotic, it seems the test personnel really have an eye for selection; their choice of subjects has a high hit rate.
Maybe they seemed alright in the first test, but this second time around, the symptoms were much more apparent.
Should I join in the frenzy?
“Don’t come any closer!”
As Fu Qian considered this, the lady in slot number 6 saw Brother 1349’s movements and let out an even more agonizing scream, continuing to stare at him as though he were some vile thing.
Regrettably, the warning had no deterrent effect on Brother 1349, who remained silent and kept moving forward step by step.
His movements clearly put a tremendous pressure on the lady, as her face twisted hideously, and she frantically rubbed her head, her once smooth hair quickly becoming a tangled mess.
And after several unheeded warnings, the lady finally exploded. With a roar, she lunged at Brother 1349, who had reached the doorway.
A flash of blood.
In her inexplicably frenetic state, the lady held nothing back.
Her fingers were like hooks, tearing through Brother 1349’s orange uniform in an instant and leaving a deep wound on his chest.
Upon a glance, flesh was torn, and bones were exposed.
Brother 1349 finally stopped, looking down at the horrific wound on his chest, his face devoid of any pain from the severe injury.
The next moment, he made a move that could only be described as horrifying.
Brother 1349 reached out a hand, his fingers glided slowly along the wound and eventually grasped a quivering strand of flesh, pulled hard, and began to tear it off in the opposite direction, bit by bit.
The pain index mustn’t be low.
Witnessing this scene, Fu Qian, as an experienced contestant, silently appraised.
Considering there wasn’t much time left and the developments were indeed riveting, he decisively abandoned the idea of stepping forward and decided to remain a spectator.
At this moment, Brother 1349 had already taken the torn flesh in front of him to examine, a hint of satisfaction even showing on his face.
Perpetrator Ms. 6 was visibly frightened by his reaction, with no intention of causing further harm, she just panicked and retreated, trying to put some distance between them.
Especially when Brother 1349 stuffed the flesh into his mouth and began chewing vigorously.
Crack!
In the midst of the chaos, the sound of metal sliding finally came, and the door beside Brother 1349 opened to both sides.
“Step outside,”
an emotionless voice came from one corner of the wall.
The five minutes were finally up.
Ms. 6 was undoubtedly the quickest to react, rushing out like she had just been granted amnesty.
Fu Qian took a final glance at the locust horse, verifying that nothing unusual had happened, and then followed suit.
As he passed by Brother 1349, he also casually pulled the dazed man behind the door.
The latter did not struggle, merely standing quietly to one side, continuing to chew on himself.
And as the inner metal door closed once more, the path to the hallway slowly opened.
A group of guards had already surrounded the area, eyeing the three with apprehension.
Immediately, they rushed over and subdued Ms. 6 and Brother 1349.
It seemed that such a gruesome test outcome was not a common occurrence.
Since Fu Qian appeared to pose no danger, he wasn’t subjected to any violent treatment.
However, the one who seemed like the squad leader still approached him with a complicated expression on his face.
…
It was clear, however, that the guards did not have the authority to interrogate.
Once the situation was under control, someone quickly took Fu Qian away.
This time he clearly did not need a psychological assessment, as he was escorted all the way to the top floor.
Accompanying Fu Qian was Ms. 6, who had been verified as having no physical injuries.
Unsurprisingly, Fu Qian found himself outside Dr. Cynthia’s door.
A moment later, a message came from inside, requesting the guards to bring both people in.
Entering the office of Dr. Cynthia once again, Fu Qian noticed her face was significantly more solemn than before.
Dr. Cynthia’s gaze shifted between Fu Qian and Ms. 6 before finally settling on the latter, who still had blood on her hands.
“6666, you need to explain your actions,”
…
Ms. 6 seemed to have decent psychological resilience.
Just a moment ago, she had been in a nearly crazed state, but now she had calmed down quite a bit, even casually straightening her hair with her hands.
“It’s different from the last time, the voice got louder,”
she murmured in response to Dr. Cynthia’s question.
“The sound of the horse neighing?”
Dr. Cynthia stared at her.
“It’s not neighing, it’s talking!”
Ms. 6 clenched her teeth and shook her head.
“And this time I heard clearly what it said… it told me its name is Patch.”
“No, that’s not right… My name is Patch,”
after a few seconds of hesitation, she added uncertainly.