Hunter of Immortals-Chapter 381: Investigators

How is this possible?

At this point, Adam was an extremely advanced adapter, so it was virtually impossible for him to be hypnotized. Even an adapter of Hebi no Miko's caliber wouldn't have been able to completely hypnotize him like this.

"Perhaps it's not hypnotism..."

Guang Fei's words alerted Adam to the fact that there was perhaps another possibility. He turned to inspect the battle that was unfolding nearby, and he discovered that the state of the battle didn't match up with his memories.

At this point, the Desert Gang was already completely on the back foot, which meant that some time had to have passed since he first arrived here. This meant that the psychic battle just now had actually taken place, but at the same time, it also hadn't actually transpired.

This was a very perplexing situation for Adam.

"I like to call what happened just now a tactical rehearsal. You can interpret it as a type of illusion. Illusions are far more advanced than hypnotism. A convincing psychic illusion not only has the ability to manifest things, it can also give you a sense of space and time, and the best illusions are always ones that sit on the border between illusion and reality."

"Alright, you win."

Adam willingly conceded his own defeat.

He had been completely fooled by Guang Fei's illusion, and in order to secure victory in that illusory battle, he was forced to reveal all of his trump cards. Now that Guang Fei was aware of the abilities of all of his anomalies, there was no way that Adam could beat him no matter how many times he tried.

When it came to mastery over one's psychic domain, Guang Fei was far superior to Adam.

"In that case, do you agree to my prior offer of collaboration? After tonight, you help me get out of prison, and I'll help you achieve your objectives in exchange."

"How can I trust you?"

"You'll have to take a gamble. I'm also doing the same thing." Guang Fei pointed at the battle taking place in the distance, and during the course of their conversation, the Desert Gang had lost even more of its members. "I'm putting my life on the line here. If they win, you'll be able to kill me at any time."

No matter how powerful an adapter was, they were still susceptible to being overwhelmed by sheer numbers in prison.

Even if he were to take Adam's neuron transmitter, it would've still only taken a volley of crossbow bolts to put an end to his life.

"Alright, let's do it!"

Adam finally made his decision. Guang Fei was a very suspicious character, but in order to complete his objectives, he had to take some risks.

…… 𝘣𝘦𝑑𝘯𝘰𝘷𝑒𝘭．𝑛𝘦𝘵

As Adam and Guang Fei established their agreement, the battle was finally beginning to draw to a conclusion.

Adam had killed around 100 Desert Gang members on his own, and the Desert Gang's remaining forces were having to face three factions all at once, amounting to a completely hopeless endeavor.

Right at this moment, a massive mutant from the Radiation Gang smashed a Desert Gang member's head open using the deformed bone plates on his arm, and that turned out to be the straw that broke the camel's back, with all of the remaining Desert Gang members laying down their weapons to surrender.

They tried to beg for their lives, but to no avail.

None of the other factions of the third area were willing to spare their lives.

Resources in the prison were very limited, and the demise of the Desert Gang benefited everyone.

"These bastards are trying to surrender! The Survival of the Fittest faction takes no prisoners!"

In the eyes of the Survival of the Fittest faction members, surrender was never an option, and they immediately swarmed on the Desert Gang members who were trying to surrender before smashing their heads open.

Steam was rising up from their warm brains and intracranial fluids, and some mutants from the Radiation Gang rushed onto the scene, devouring the grotesque feast while continuing to kill more Desert Gang members.

In this moment, Darvaza Prison truly resembled the gates of hell.

Adam swept his flashlight across the area, and he was greeted by the sight of a hellish scene, accompanied by blood-curdling screams and the nauseating sounds of skulls being shattered and flesh being consumed raw.

In the past, Adam would've been extremely uncomfortable in such an environment, but having endured so much up to this point, he was already accustomed to seeing the worst that human nature had to offer.

He no longer felt any discomfort in this hellish environment as he already belonged to the depths of hell himself.

He was an obsessive psychic mutant, and there was no longer any going back for him.

"Looks like it's about to end soon."

Guang Fei's voice rang out beside Adam, and he had also picked up a flashlight. At this moment, the beam from the flashlight was resting on Charlie.

Charlie was kneeling on the ground, and a blade had already hacked his head open like a watermelon. He wasn't dead yet, but that was only a matter of time.

As Adam turned to Charlie, their eyes met, and there was a complex look in Charlie's eyes.

Before Adam had a chance to decipher what his expression entailed, someone charged over from afar and decapitated Charlie while yelling at the top of his lungs.

It was a complete nobody who had landed the final blow on Charlie, and following his decapitation, Charlie's head was kicked away by another nobody.

"Boss!"

Amid the chaos, Adam spotted Mole and Armadillo. After verifying that they were relatively unscathed, he knew that they had successfully weathered the storm.

Everything had come to an end in the prison, and it was now up to those on the outside to take care of the rest.

……

The next day, before daybreak had even arrived, Cowboy received a mysterious message on his communicator.

After reading the message, he immediately contacted everyone from the northern congress to initiate an emergency meeting. A perfect opportunity had fallen onto their laps, and everyone used all of their influence and connections to contact a large number of reporters.

As a result, the son had only just begun to rise, and countless journalists were already gathered in front of Darvaza Prison.

"We're screwed, Boss!" Seth Loo, the chief warden's right-hand man, was in the chief warden's office, and he pointed out the window as he said ina panicked voice, "There are tons of journalists outside, and all of them are from major publications like the Sandrise Times and the Tiger Television Station! What do we do?"

"How the fuck am I supposed to know?"

Emannuel was sweating profusely, and his flabby rolls were quivering incessantly from anxiety. He was just a useless piece of trash who was never tasked with making any important decisions in the Hosman Family, so he had no idea how to deal with such a major crisis.

Thankfully, right at this moment, his communicator began to ring, and he immediately grabbed onto it like a life raft.

"Father... Yes, there are a lot of them outside right now, what should I do?... Alright, I'll send people to clean up the scene right away... Yes, they haven't come in yet... Yes, I'll make sure they don't get in..."

"It's too late!"

While Emannuel was still speaking to his father, the door of his office was abruptly pushed open, and Cowboy strode in with a few others behind him.

"How did you get in here? Who let you in?"

Seth immediately strode forward to get in Cowboy's way, but he was immediately stopped in his tracks as a piece of documentation was displayed to him.

"The supervisory committee has a right and duty to oversee the actions of all political personnel. Ever since its founding 30 years ago, this has been the ultimate right of the northern congress. We are protected by law to be here, and if anyone wants to break the law, they're free to give it a try! Interfering with the work of the supervisory committee is a serious offense!"

With that stern warning from Cowboy, everyone trying to get in their way instantly stopped cold in their tracks.

Having served as chief warden of Darvaza Prison for many years, Emannuel had developed some trusted subordinates, but most of them were just gluttonous fools like him, and none of them dared to challenge the authority of the law.

Thus, Cowboy and the investigators quickly took over the prison's facilities, opening the gates to allow the countless journalists outside to flood into the prison.