bayedsolid Chapter 246: The 4th Card Draw—Freedom, Freedom!
Chapter 246: The 4th Card Draw—Freedom, Freedom!
12 month 19 day.
New York, underground research base.
In the ward that smelled of disinfectant and formaldehyde, a blond young man in a hospital gown was sleeping on the bed. His eyelashes trembled but he did not open them. In the cold ward, everything was snow-white.
Rei Furuya stood out lying on the white bed.
In his conscious space, he looked hesitantly at the prompt in front of him.
[The fourth card draw charge ends]
[Host, please draw a card——]
Thinking of the organization's expectations of the agent, he sneered and pressed the card drawing button firmly.
A blinding white light illuminated the eyes, with a faint red light wrapped around it, and a casual yet painful voice rang out.
[Question: Are you brainwashed by emotions?]
I want to be like a bird, free from gravity, soaring through the sky, completely free.
What is binding us? Ah, it turns out to be our skulls.
I hear the song of freedom!
[Freedom, freedom!]
The light condensed into a card, on which was a young man with heterochromatic eyes and white curly pigtails. He was wearing a top hat and a magician's suit, and holding a playing card in his hand.
He seems to be a magician.
Fūya Rei felt a little relieved, but his eyes were still fixed on the man on the card.
Although he looks very handsome, he always gives Fōtani Rei a feeling of being crazy and evil.
It must be an illusion. Think about the magician family of Hei Yu in reality. Apart from showing off, they don’t seem to have any other bad habits.
Moreover, he drew a character with chaotic stance the first three times, so he should be given an upright and kind one the fourth time, right?
People shouldn't be so unlucky.
After comforting himself with some self-deception, Fūya Rei felt much more at ease.
His hand penetrated the white light and pressed on the card.
The card quickly turned into a stream of light and flew into his body.
Fūya Rei blinked, not noticing anything wrong.
The card's personality was overlaid on his body, only giving him that kind of personality. He was still himself, and that was why he did not regard the system as a monster.
Even if the personalities of some black mud spirits are too polluted.
It's time to wake up.
he murmured.
It is time to teach the organization a lesson they will never forget, otherwise they will keep pushing their limits.
Outside, the young man who had been sleeping, finally opened his tightly closed purple-gray eyes.
There was no one else in the lab, and his tense mind relaxed. He finally had the mind to carefully feel himself. One thing that was better than last time was that he didn't feel weak or tired, and his body seemed to have endless energy.
What is this experiment?
It looks somewhat similar to Xila's man-made weapon.
Otherwise, he had been in a coma for so many days and had gone through countless experiments, it was impossible for him not to feel weak at all.
He clenched his fists and could clearly feel his own strength.
He placed his hands in front of his eyes. They were clean, smooth, and without a single callus, like a civilian with no martial arts skills.
Fūya Ling covered his chest with his hands and frowned. The feeling of being restrained all the time made his chest feel stuffy, and a feeling of depression was stuck in his throat, as if even his breathing was blocked.
It's a micro self-destruct chip.
He sat up, his expression slightly melancholic. He reached out and felt the back of his head. After confirming the location, he shifted his gaze to the medical kit on the trolley beside the bed and immediately grabbed the scalpel inside.
The next second, the slender knife stabbed into the head and gently pulled out the tiny chip inside with blood, and the action was extremely rough.
'Clang.'
The chip hit the ground with a slight sound.
Then, he suddenly raised his hand holding the scalpel, and without blinking, he stabbed it into the heart. With another move, he pulled out the miniature bomb and threw it out of the window.
Suddenly, there was a loud "boom" sound from downstairs, a strong smell of gunpowder wafted in, and a large crack appeared on the wall of the ward.
Fragments of the ceiling mixed with dust fell down, and Jōguchi Rei stood up to avoid it. His hospital gown was soaked with blood, and the blood on the back of his head trickled down to his body.
He ignored the holes in the back of his head and chest and laughed maniacally.
That's it, that's it!
Anything that binds him should not exist.
He wants to shout loudly.
Free, free!
He wanted to tear apart the cage in front of him.
Betray God! Betray God!
If heaven and earth are a cage, break them.
If fate is an obstacle, overthrow it.
No one can stop him, no one can restrain him.
He wants to break through everything!
He grabbed a white coat from the hanger and put it on. He punched the half-open window, smashed it, and jumped down.
Facing the gentle breeze, feeling the warm glow of the sunset, and smelling the fragrance of grass and flowers, he had an illusion that he could fly just by moving his arms.
But he was falling.
It just fell, didn't fly.
In the air, he tried to stretch out his hand to touch the sky, but gravity pulled him further and further away from the sky.
His eyes fell on the birds flying past, full of envy and longing. He murmured to himself: "Humans, why can't we fly freely in the sky like birds?"
The crazy smile disappeared, and there was a strong sorrow in his eyes, as if he was questioning the gods: "What is it that has trapped me and prevented me from being free?"
Obviously——
I heard the graceful sound of white doves flapping their wings in the air.
I heard the noise of fallen leaves being blown by the wind and playing.
I heard the raindrops chasing and playing in the air.
I heard the tinkling of spring water jumping over pebbles and flowing into the sea.
——That is the hymn of freedom!
"Brother Toru!"
A child's shrill voice pierced through the air and reached my ears.
Excessive blood loss made him a little less conscious. He vaguely thought, this kid has such a loud voice, my ears are going to go deaf!
'boom! ’
He fell and hit the car parked downstairs.
Fūya Ling tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
The intense pain made each of his breaths become subtle and long.
It seems like it will break next time.
He struggled to get up, but was gently pushed down by the trembling hands of the girl who rushed over.
He lay peacefully, blood oozing from all over his body, and the bloody holes on his head and chest were bleeding profusely.
"Brother Toru, Brother Toru, don't move." Miyano Shiho shouted in a trembling voice, tears hanging on her face, her expression anxious and frightened, "Please don't move, I need to confirm where you are injured first."
Brother, please, you must persevere.
I can't lose you.
Please……
Survive!
She pressed carefully on Rei Furuya's body and quickly determined the location of his injury.
"Bring the gauze and a stretcher, hurry up!"
Miyano Shiho forced herself to calm down and gave orders to the bodyguards who were fleeing in panic not far away.
"It's Shiho." The blond young man lay quietly on the roof of the car, his golden hair dyed dark by blood, his face soaked in a pool of blood, and he looked tired and weary, like a tired bird with wet wings, struggling powerlessly and sinking into the sea.