Chapter 545: Bald Head Group

Chapter 545: Bald Head Group

Suddenly feeling the vibrations and screams from outside, Fang Mo was quite startled, to be honest.

"Damn it!"

He exclaimed in shock, dropping his toothbrush and hurrying out of the bathroom. That's when he saw the doctor, crushed under the weight of a car on the bed.

Despite the creatures of House of Evolution each being talented with pleasant speech, the creator, Doctor Genus, was merely an ordinary person. Now, with several tons of car pressing down on him, his bones were shattered instantly, and he was continuously spitting blood from his mouth.

Truly.

It was a miracle he was still alive.

"Damn it! Doctor!"

Seeing the toy he had tricked for so long grievously injured, Fang Mo immediately became anxious. "Doctor! What's happened to you, Doctor?!"

"..."

Doctor Genus, of course, was in no state to respond to Fang Mo, overwhelmed by pain.

However, after being brainwashed by Fang Mo, Doctor Genus' personality had completely changed from before. Previously unafraid of death, now he too was fearful, thus he quickly looked at Fang Mo with pleading eyes.

Little did he know...

This pleading look shook Fang Mo to his core!

In a trance, his consciousness traversed through time and space, and the original silver surgical table appeared before his eyes again, with Potts, Nick, Natasha, Ho Yinsen, and others anxiously looking on.

Remembering all this.

Fang Mo suddenly felt an inexplicable peace of mind.

So he slowly bent down, looking closely at Doctor Genus, and began to speak slowly under the other's bewildered gaze:

"Please rest assured, Doctor. The words I am about to say might upend your understanding, but in fact, my existence is older than this land, even older than the current civilization. Throughout my long life, I have witnessed too much pain and cruelty. Initially, like others, I did not care, as any life is trivial and laughable compared to this vast land. But later, when I met you in the Tower of Babel, I realized that even I could care about something. So, I began to learn ways to heal the pain, even though these methods often bring more meaningless suffering..."

"..."

Listening to Fang Mo's long speech, Doctor Genus remained stunned in place.

Indeed, he wasn't just dazed; the severe injury and excessive blood loss were beginning to blur his consciousness.

And while Fang Mo continued to babble on, like the Riddler.

The desire for survival in Doctor Genus, waiting for rescue, was gradually extinguished, eventually giving up completely as the light in his eyes slowly faded.

"Doctor, are you still listening, Doctor?"

But it wasn't until that moment, caught up in his rambling, that Fang Mo suddenly came to his senses: "Damn... it's over, Doctor!!!"

Seeing that Doctor Genus was really about to pass, Fang Mo stopped his idle talk and quickly drew a Blade, plunging it forward.

With a squelch, a series of crackling noises came from Doctor Genus' body, his bones realigning, his ruptured organs healing, and blood being conjured from thin air, his pallid face quickly regaining color.

"Phew..."

Seeing this, Fang Mo took a deep breath and then casually kicked the car flying out.

The front hood of the car burst open violently, the bumper and the entire front collapsing inward, followed by a loud boom as the entire car was violently flipped over, whistling as it flew out through a large hole in the wall.

Soon after, a huge explosion sounded outside.

Then there was a burst of cursing and commotion.

"Huh? What the hell is that noise?"

Upon hearing the commotion, Fang Mo instinctively furrowed his brow. According to the timeline of the current game scenario, there shouldn't have been any major events yet.

Could it just be some monster causing trouble outside?

But then again... could this car be the hotel owner's?

"This..."

The last little boss of the Paradise Group was truly terrified upon witnessing this scene. His pupils dilated in shock as the outrageous sight before him surpassed his comprehension. Now he dared not charge forward and instead turned and ran.

Seeing this, Fang Mo slowly raised his hand, intending to pull him back: "Bansho..."

But just at that moment,

Suddenly, the sound of screeching brakes came from not far away.

"The hero of justice has arrived!"

With a roar, a man dressed in cycling armor leapt out, blocking the path of the Paradise Group's little boss: "Surrender, I am the Class-C hero Mumen Rider..."

But before he could finish speaking,

The desperately fleeing little boss of the Paradise Group slapped him.

"Get lost!"

The black mechanical armor emitted a buzzing sound, and like swatting a fly, it sent the newly arrived Class-C hero flying away.

Mumen Rider screamed, unable to withstand the force of the impact, akin to a heavy truck. He flew out like a kite with its string cut, then slammed into a distant wall with a loud bang, and slowly slumped down, losing consciousness.

"Oh, this..."

Witnessing this scene, Fang Mo was also stunned.

He recognized Mumen Rider, a Class-C hero from the Hero Association. The man was genuinely just an ordinary human with no superpowers or talents but possessed a strong sense of justice, even willing to sacrifice himself to protect the weak, a very likable character.

But the problem was... he was genuinely weak.

In this world overrun by monsters, he wouldn't stand a chance even against tiger-level monsters, let alone dragon-level or demon-level ones.

To other heroes,

It might just be a flick of their fingers.

But for Mumen Rider, it could cost him his life.

Yet even so weak, whenever others were in danger, he would rush in without hesitation, even using his own life to buy time, striving with his last ounce of strength.

Honestly, Fang Mo quite admired this shining aspect of his humanity.

He even considered taking him on as a disciple.

But the guy's heart was a bit too kind, which was somewhat inconvenient for Fang Mo's own schemes, so after some thought, he shook his head.

"Never mind, we'll talk about it later."

Shaking his head, Fang Mo momentarily put aside his plans and raised his hand towards the nearby Paradise Group's little boss: "Bansho Ten'in."

With a slight glow from the void ring.

The unmatched gravitational force forcibly pulled the opponent back into Fang Mo's hands.

"I... I was wrong, sir..."

After being forcibly pulled back, the little boss of the Paradise Group was clearly terrified, tears streaming down his face as he begged for mercy: "Please don't throw me up there, I beg you, I'll go to work tomorrow... no! I'll go today! I'll work 7 Days a Week, 365 Days a Year, I can even lick my boss's shoes!!!"

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