Chapter 53: Sending Away the Little Villain

The smell of blood mixed with gunpowder filled their noses.

They drove for a long distance. The country road was surrounded by bamboo forests, leaving them in complete silence.

In this atmosphere, although Xie De's cigarette smoke was particularly reassuring, he was injured.

Sure enough, Xie De didn't care about his wound at all. His sharp, narrow eyes looked out the window, letting the fresh blood from his shoulder drip down his arm to his fingertips. His other hand held a slender women's cigarette, hanging out the car door. His brow was lowered, as if in thought.

"That's Orion, the laboratory's ace agent. I don't know how he found us. I'm very sorry, I don't know where things went wrong. I shouldn't have gone out. I'm sorry, do you want to treat your wound first?" Wei Yunmo spoke in a very low voice.

"Get out."

Xie De was the first to open the car door and step out. Wei Yunmo silently followed behind him.

They passed through layers of bamboo forest and arrived at a small courtyard, standing isolated amidst the bamboo.

Xie De went over and knocked on the door. The person who opened it was a casually dressed man. The man didn't ask much and let them in, his gaze merely doing a sweep over Xie De.

"I'll entertain this little friend. You go to the second floor and treat your wound first. Can you manage by yourself? Should I help?"

"No need."

Xie De cast a critical glance at the man and went up to the second floor alone.

The decoration here was very ordinary, just like a normal household. There were even chickens and ducks kept in the courtyard.

Wei Yunmo sat obediently on a stool with his head down. He could feel that after Xie De left, this man's gaze upon him became even more brazen.

"Hey, experimental subject! What's your name? Oh, wait, I should ask if you have a serial number."

A very impolite guy.

"Wei Yunmo. Who are you?"

The man smiled narcissistically.

"I'm Huang Zhuowang, a genius programmer."

…

Ever since Huang Zhuowang mistook Xie De for an agent last time, Gibberish beat him at his own game, directly utilizing Huang Zhuowang to fix its code bugs. Although it was better than nothing, at least every little bit repaired helped.

As for the reward, Gibberish had always been good at making empty promises. It coaxed the guy, claiming it was a massive, mysterious organization, and that the '39' he saw that day was the organization's top agent. As long as he worked hard, the organization wouldn't mistreat him.

The code Gibberish gave Huang Zhuowang to fix was extremely complex relative to this world's technology, far more profound than a surveillance system. Therefore, Huang Zhuowang genuinely didn't have the slightest suspicion. He was completely convinced that he had joined a colossal organization, the kind you couldn't quit except through death.

People who have lived in peace and tranquility for a long time will crave a life of thrilling adventure. Who hasn't looked forward to having a secret identity in the inner world?

Think about how cool it is: when your colleagues or classmates complain to you about teachers or company bosses, they have no idea that you are actually an agent of a mysterious organization. Those teachers and bosses are merely props for your alias to cover up your normal life.

Huang Zhuowang was long past his edgy adolescent phase and shouldn't have been harboring such fantasies, but who told him to be so lucky? As a winged steed, he had finally met his talent scout, and his life began to turn upside down!

Alright, it wasn't “that” upside down.

It was just that his workload had increased, and the things he was exposed to were more advanced. But overall, modifying code was actually a very boring task. He felt like he still hadn't touched the real inner world!

Work could be done anywhere. This small building in the bamboo forest was Huang Zhuowang's hometown. He originally thought today would be another ordinary day. Unexpectedly, his superior suddenly sent him a message, instructing him to cooperate with 39's work and escort a very dangerous experimental subject.

Oh my god! This is simply too cool!

He could finally do something exciting!

When Huang Zhuowang saw 39 again, he had to admit that this man was truly worthy of being the top agent in the organization.

At first glance, one would be drawn to his mysterious aura, and then a subsequent instinct of danger would make one fear him. He had a typical 'saltish' [1] appearance. The silver hair draped loosely down his back didn't soften his look at all. It only made him seem even more cold and stern.

It was like a peacock trailing its feathers. In a dangerous environment, the more gorgeous one could remain, the stronger their power.

Not to mention the injured Your Excellency Xie De, half of whose body was soaked in blood. My goodness, this was his first time seeing a gunshot wound in real life. Tsk tsk, so severe.

Xie De was clearly in so much pain that his fingertips were trembling, yet his face wouldn't show the slightest hint of weakness. If anyone dared to let down their guard at this moment, they'd better be careful not to have their throat crushed.

He enthusiastically asked, "Do you need my help?"

Sure enough, he got the answer.

"No need."

Alright then, let him take a look at this experimental subject who caused the handsome top agent to get injured.

A little kid who wasn't even as tall as his shoulder.

…

As for why Xie De didn't let Huang Zhuowang help, the reason was simple. He was a programmer. What kind of help could he offer? A disservice?

Fortunately, the bullet hit an inconsequential spot. It only injured a blood vessel, not the bone.

Xie De used tweezers to extract the bullet, and it hurt so much he almost cried.

Gibberish jumped out to distract him.

"Host, we're really going to send the little villain away! We've already been discovered by the laboratory. Whether we hand the little villain over or not, we'll definitely be hunted down. It's exactly what we anticipated. We've forged a feud with the laboratory now."

"Let's hand the little villain over to 730. There will definitely be a place for him there, and the laboratory will absolutely never find him."

Xie De gritted his teeth as he treated his wound, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"So, from now on, hiss… I will just hide from the laboratory?"

"That seems to be the only way. The laboratory pushes people too far. If worse comes to worst, we'll fight back!"

"Fuck... his... goddamn uncle."

Xie De panted heavily, leaning weakly against the wall. Huang Zhuowang had arranged the second floor to look like an operating room. Who knows where he collected so many surgical supplies.

On the other side, in the small county town.

Orion sat on the sofa, holding a photograph between his fingers. The photo was very blurry, but the man's good looks in the picture were still impressive.

He held the photo under the light and examined it carefully.

"From the Club or the Illuminati? Or perhaps another newly rising organization?"

"Ha, how truly interesting."

There was nothing worth investigating in this house. Everything was extremely ordinary, just some daily necessities (Xie De naturally wouldn't have left his firearms in the house with the little villain).

Furthermore, no matter how they investigated, they could only find an ordinary young man named Xie De, who was an entire Pacific Ocean away from the man in the photo. After all, how could someone who managed to escape their tight pursuit be an ordinary person?

But this fake identity was created absolutely flawlessly.

Therefore, interesting.

Orion's eyes suddenly filled with a crazed smile. He felt a bit impatient to properly clash with this new organization.

Above the eaves of the house, a black cat let out a displeased low growl, then jumped to another roof, rapidly disappearing from the area in the blink of an eye.

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[1] Saltish - clean and sharp.