Full-Time Public Enemy-Chapter 552 - 460 Complete Infected Body_4

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In the chat room of the Digital Group, members grumbled, "What's going on? We invested so many resources, only to produce such feeble 'weapons'?"

"Number 18, you are responsible for this failure!"

Zero Creation was also very annoyed, feeling he had misplaced his trust in Number 18. The original plan was to show the freelancers lurking in the shadows the "hollowness" of the Bureau of Mystic Security, and then find a way to recruit them.

But now, it had turned into a grand showcase for the Bureau of Mystic Security, inadvertently setting the stage for their enemies. What kind of mess was this!?

Zero Creation stopped watching and went offline.

This was already a statement of sorts. Number 18 shuddered, knowing he had messed up. But he had already played all his cards and very much wanted to remedy the situation, yet he was completely out of options.

All he could do was sit there dumbfounded, watching Chen Gu waving his giant war sword, ablaze with crimson flame, as he slashed one after another of the 'weapons' Number 18 had painstakingly cultivated. Members of the Digital Group left the chat room one by one.

After killing the last of the monsters, Chen Gu said to Chu Zheng, "Cut off all network connections to the research institute."

Chu Zheng had long been prepared. Subsequently, all the live broadcast rooms went dark, bringing an end to the extravagant livestream.

Number 18 stared at the pitch-black screen. A sudden shudder ran through him. Run!

But before he could flee, he had to erase all traces here. This was to prevent others from discovering this location and, by following the clues, tracing them back to other members of the Digital Group.

However, as he was erasing these traces, there was a sudden loud BANG—the door was blasted open. Ma Changlong, bristling with various gun barrels, stormed in.

Number 18 cried out in alarm and reached for a red button beside him.

This was the last resort that every 'Number' had to prepare in advance. By pressing it, everything in the room, including himself, would be completely blown to bits, ensuring the Digital Group's secrecy.

Ma Changlong evidently realized something too and bellowed as he rushed forward. But just as Number 18's hand was about to touch the button, he suddenly froze in place.

Even his eyes could not move.

Chen Gu walked in from behind Ma Changlong, having switched to Isabella Wu's memories. The power of the Brain Domain Hacker firmly locked Number 18's brain. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Then, Chen Gu surveyed the room. His gaze landed on a special cabinet from which an enticing aroma wafted. This, of course, was only Chen Gu's current perception; Ma Changlong would certainly not have thought so.

Therefore, Chen Gu didn't bother with Number 18 for the moment and approached the cabinet. He gently opened it, as though afraid of damaging the "delicacy" inside.

Inside the cabinet were rows of delicately sealed tubes, each only the size of a finger, containing a clump of moss the size of a soybean.

Luckily, Ma Changlong was standing behind Chen Gu at this moment; otherwise, he would have been astonished to see the hungry green glow emanating from the eyes of the revered 'Volunteer Soldier'.

Ma Changlong stepped forward, kicked Number 18 to the ground, and took out restraining shackles to lock him up securely before walking over to Chen Gu.

By then, Chen Gu had gone through a fierce internal struggle and finally suppressed his terrifying "appetite."

Seeing the test tubes, Ma Changlong asked, "Viruses?"

Chen Gu nodded. "Notify everyone to come in."

Since the surveillance equipment inside the research institute had been secretly controlled, it was naturally possible to track back and find Number 18.

The Digital Group had Number 21 assisting them, but the Bureau of Mystic Security's hackers were no slouches either.

Number 18 lay on the ground, still controlled by the power of the Brain Domain Hacker. He could do nothing but glare at Chen Gu. At this moment, he desperately wanted to shout a few slogans, but Chen Gu gave him no such opportunity.

Chen Gu made a call to Ding Zhou. "May I proceed?"

After a moment's consideration, Ding Zhou answered, "You may."

Without hesitation, Chen Gu extended his spiritual power tendrils into Number 18's brain, beginning to forcibly search for any clues he wanted.