However, fortunately, when Renji later moved towards the central server room, the surveillance footage in the corridors captured Renji not continuing in mecha form since the mecha armor needed to merge with 86, and Renji still required 86 for hacking.
This action undoubtedly relieved many of the directors.
“I, I just said he definitely couldn’t control the Evil Dragon brand!”
“It must be that his energy was exhausted!”
“Wait, so looking at it this way, isn’t he walking into a trap?”
“Audacious! Too audacious, lock down the area! Send all drones and guard robots over there!”
“Hmph, this is good, he’s seeking his own death. We were just worrying about how to capture him, and now he’s delivered himself to our doorstep!”
“So what’s his objective, where is he going? Is this path leading to the central server room?”
“Who cares where he’s going, close all the gates! Trap him inside!”
Under the directors’ orders, the scene where the serial killer and 86 were fighting just occurred. Following the surveillance cameras being hacked and disabled by 86, the monitors in front of the directors also went to static, unable to see anything, losing visual information on Renji.
“What the hell, who are those two with him?!”
“Two mechanical maids?”
“One of their information came out, it’s the serial killer, special clone number 001!”
“Damn it! Isn’t the serial killer just a berserk, murderous lunatic? How come they’re working together?”
“Twin maid sisters… so beautiful.”
Amid the chaos and noise in the surveillance room, with many directors voicing their anger, an out-of-place voice emerged. .
It was the young director who had looked down on William at yesterday’s board meeting, a major shareholder’s illegitimate son. This young noble was replaying the footage previously saved.
He watched the serial killer’s dance-like slaughter and 86’s unflappable response, in his eyes, their “elegant” hacking technique was incredibly attractive. Of course, what mattered most was the strikingly similar faces of the serial killer and 86, their technologically sleek and glossy bodies in combat form, and those perfectly proportioned curves.
This caught the young director’s attention immediately, his eyes glued to the screen, unable to look away. He had been with many women, but mechanical maids, a model this real at that, were a first for him, and these were twins! Twins!
‘Twins! Twins!’
As if suddenly awakening some strange fetish, the young noble’s breathing became rapid. Then, with eyes filled with jealousy, he fixated on Renji in the surveillance footage, being “escorted” by the twin maids.
Born with a golden spoon, he almost never encountered anything he desired but couldn’t have. Now, in his eyes, the possibility of Renji possessing the Evil Dragon brand became secondary. What he wanted was
to acquire those twin mechanical maids!
Especially after seeing, in the following minutes, Renji letting the serial killer forcefully clear the way ahead, responsible for combat, while 86 stayed by his side, serving both as protection and as a hacker.
One by one, the gates meant to seal the area and restrict Renji were effortlessly bypassed by 86. What was supposed to be a heavily restricted, securely guarded ninety-fifth floor of the building now seemed as accessible as Renji’s own living room to him.
Who wouldn’t like a mechanical maid that’s not only attractive and capable but also serves as a bodyguard? In comparison, what are those flesh-and-blood human beauties but mere trifles?
“A bunch of incompetents, open the door!”
Thinking thus, the young director couldn’t wait any longer, ignoring the obstruction and astonishment of the other directors, he directly stormed out the door.
Although being dazzled by the twin maids was one thing, he wasn’t foolish enough to confront Renji without confidence.
Firstly, as a “money power” warrior, he was equipped with the most advanced A-grade prosthetics from head to toe: the Titan Generation IX military spine, Black Unicorn IV model power-enhanced limbs, Asura III electronic eagle eyes, and even a super A-grade sixty-four drive twelve-core “Kael” terminal processor, complete with a full set of top-tier mercenary killer combat chips, making him capable of taking on dozens of super guards alone.
Secondly, these formidable personal abilities were just for emergency situations. Most of the time, he never acted personally, with just a set of “Gladiator II” mechanical warriors under his command being more than enough to handle situations.
Indeed, as the name “Gladiator” suggests, the Gladiator series were high-grade mechanical warriors newly developed by Kael Technology through exploring the Evil Dragon’s domain. They were modeled after the real champions of the old era who fought bloody battles in the arenas.
They are equipped with the “Gladiator” brand, different from the usual security robots. Quickly responding to his summons, awakened from the armory, came the mechanical gladiators. Each stood over two meters tall, with bodies of alloy steel, wielding barrier shields in their left hands and electromagnetic spears in their right, their figures massive and imposing.
With these ancient warriors from the old era at his command, subduing two mechanical maids would not be an issue.
‘Yes, I certainly can’t kill them; they must be subdued! Then, I would capture the twins, modify them, and make them mine!’
Of course, as a precaution, he had one last resort.
He carefully took out a pill from his pocket.
This was none other than the highest secret achievement obtained by Kael Technology from the “Witch” zone, the holy medicine of the first nun who was once at the side of the Ashen Emperor in the old era, now known as Goddess Suthia!
Since it was extremely difficult to replicate, even with the company’s vast resources, he could only develop this one pill by analyzing the data of the nun from Dream Zero.
They had never tested this pill’s effect, given its uniqueness, but from the young nun in the Witch zone, before she became a witch, it was evident she possessed powerful healing abilities, not to mention Goddess Suthia’s renowned capabilities are known to all today. Thus, he never doubted its efficacy; claiming it could mend bones and bring back the dead wouldn’t be an exaggeration. It was an absolute life-saving trump card.
If he truly met with disaster, as long as he had this “Goddess Medicine,” death would not be possible for him, and he might even receive the Goddess blessing, gaining an explosive increase in power! This was the reason for his confidence.
He might not win.
But he absolutely couldn’t lose!
This content is taken from 𝘪𝘦.𝘤𝑜