Merciless Corruptor-Chapter 32: Re-Encounter. (Part 2)

Seeing the tattoo of his initial letters in the lower back of the six Slaves, makes Dackör enter in a deep thought, confused about how such a thing could have even happened to begin with.

"My Lord, Do I have your mark on me?"; Say Dulladnne in a low whisper as she turns around, showing to Dackör her beautiful backside, where a tattoo is present on her lower back too.

{This is super weird, How is this on all of them?, Did I did it?, If so, In which moment?, and if that is not the case, What other possibilities exist?, Or what consequences can this bring for me or them?}

"Choco Cheeks"; Calls Dackör with a flat intonation, Zwïsha is slightly reluctant, yet, she shows her back to the short young man, where the orange shade of the tattoo is quite notorious in the dark brown colour her beautiful skin has. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

{Could it be due to... , Forming a Team?... , If I recall correctly, I immediately selected some of the Slaves I bought back then in Krämdaris, although, the amount of people allowed in the Team changed from 17 to 5, so I shouldn't have Eight people plus me in a Team, Right?}

"As expected from the Louse Pipsqueak"; Comment from the other side of the chamber a known pink skinned young man "Not wasting his time and amassing a bunch of fine females already".

"Listen Buddy, you shouldn't sound like a sore loser and that could help you to get a few chicks on your own".

The pink skinned young man does a grimace, deviating his sight towards a few people that are badly injured in the floor near him "*Tch*, I didn't want to sound like that, Louse Pipsqueak... , It was a compliment".

{He needs something, I suppose is a common practice among everyone, regardless of the Species and Costumes}

"So?, What do you want buddy?"; Inquires Dackör as the Women from Krämdaris are paying close attention to the different language employed by the short young man.

"An exchange".

"Oh?!, I am not one of those who share his companions with others".

"I am aware of that fact Louse Pipsqueak, You were quite clear in our confrontation, and if you had awakened earlier, *Sigh*, I am sure we could have been able to take this Voidship with greater subtlety".

{Voidship?, Is like the Spaceship from Venxeria?}

"You are rambling buddy, but I can't agree or disagree with an hypothetical situation I literally don't understand".

"That is precisely what I can exchange, I give you as much information and insight about what is happening, and you, Louse Pipsqueak, you help me to make the Medical Synthesizer produce a few doses of Regstim, to treat the wounds of my companions and allies".

{Medical Synthesizer?, There are other types of Synthesizer?, And what is Regstim?, A medicine?}

"Buddy, be more mindful with your petition"; Say Dackör with flatness, as the pink skinned young man is taken aback by the attitude employed by the short young man.

Nevertheless, it was a misconception from the former, as Dackör is not a complete douchebag "Seriously buddy, How do you expect me to help you repair something I don't even know what it is?".

The pink skinned young man is relived by Dackör's apparent acceptance "You don't have to fix it, Louse Pipsqueak, just give to the Medical Synthesizer some of your Natural Cells, I know you can do that, because you withstood the [Pulse Shot] of a Mediator".

{Weren't this Mediators the good ones?}

"With that action you did, you taught me about how much Coefficient Flow you possess, as it is s vast enough to protect yourself from the lost memories of being trapped by the consciousness of a Planet and still have enough potency within your body to do whatever you want with the residual amount of Coefficient Flow you showed to everyone during that Fabricated Fallacy".

"So all the fights, and situations were a lie?".

"*Sigh*, Kind of, Is difficult to know how much is technically not Fake, and what parts are just a consequence of being used as the nucleus of batteries slash data receiving and transmitting antennas".

{That is more sick than the experiments I partake with Venxeria}

"Who did this?".

"If you mean the Voidship, I don't know, it has so many different technologies that could be the result of a hobby, but Simmermerian troops were here so, No idea".

"I mean the Battery thing".

"Well Louse Pipsqueak, the ones with people inside are only made by The Rullis'Tern Empire, and before you ask, No, they are not Rullis, although they got influenced by the Empire, just like other Nations in most planets, Krämdaris and Karmdaris are not exceptions to this tendency".

{I am not sure about this deal, even if the buddy is telling the truth, wasting my Natural Cells puts me in a disadvantage if we have a fight, even if I prefer to not emit Nuvlierz Energy from my body due to my horrible aim and accuracy with this method}

"Let's say I accept this deal Buddy, information is not enough for this situation, especially since you could say anything and I have no way to corroborate what you are telling me".

"I have nothing more to give, Louse Pipsqueak".

"In that case, tell me buddy, can this Medical Synthesizer do something that will cure everyone's wounds here?".

"The most injured?"; Say the pink skinned young man with a bit of indecision as he observe the people around the chamber.

"Yes, it is possible, Louse Pipsqueak, but it would be better if you don't spend too many Natural Cells on the most useless people here, Food is going to be scarce in a few days, even if we manage to go out from the bottom of the Ziggner Rhoan Space, and the Organic Synthesizer is more demanding than the other Synthesizers".

"I see... , You better be telling the truth buddy, because I don't stand Thieves and Scammers in the slightest".

"I have the same thought about the latter, and Louse Pipsqueak, My Name is Chy'Vedreff"...