They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 264 The Confused Daigo

The night was as dark as ink
In the command center, only Daigo remained, standing quietly in front of the huge holographic projection screen.

In a sense, this should have been a great thing.

He was just an ordinary person, without Lina's top-notch flying talent, Horii's genius mind, or Munakata's leadership skills.

He was given the power of a giant by chance, but this power was far too heavy for him.

But now, humanity has acquired enough power to fight the monsters.

But... why is that chilling current of unease surging ever stronger deep within my heart?

He reached out and looked at the magic wand in his hand.

Yuzare once said that giants are the light of hope for mankind.

But what if humanity had already mastered power sufficient to rival monsters...?

So, what is the significance of the power he inherited?

Thinking about this, Daigo felt a little annoyed and got up to leave the command room.

Before he knew it, he had come to a fork in the road. One way led to the dormitory area, and the other way led to the base's comprehensive training facilities.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

A dull thud came from the other side.

Hearing the noise, Daigo was taken aback.

The Victory team operates on a 24-hour shift system and needs to be on call at any time, but it is already late at night, and most of the staff in non-core positions should have been resting long ago.

Who would be doing such intense training in the gym at this hour?
Driven by curiosity, he inexplicably walked in another direction.

The training room was brightly lit, and a figure he never expected was standing in front of a huge sandbag.

It was Masaki Keigo.

This brilliant scientist, who always wore a meticulous white lab coat, showed a completely different side at this moment.

He was wearing only a tight black vest, the fabric of which was already soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his body, outlining smooth and explosive muscle lines like those of an ancient Greek sculpture.

Every punch he throws isn't just powered by his arm.

Daigo could even clearly see that the power originated from the support of the ground beneath his feet, and was transmitted layer by layer through the twisting of his ankles, knees, waist and hips, finally exploding with a bang on his fist!

"boom!"

Another heavy straight punch landed, denting the entire sandbag deeply, which groaned under its own weight and swayed violently backward.

That wasn't just an amateur hobby; it was a fighting skill honed through countless trials.

Daigo was somewhat stunned; he hadn't expected a scholar to have such a level of expertise.

Just then, as if sensing the gaze from outside the door, Masaki Keigo abruptly stopped and turned to look at Daigo outside the door.

"Oh? Daigo? Are you on duty today?"

"Ah! Yes, Dr. Masaki, it's so late, aren't you...aren't you going to rest?"

Startled to be discovered on the spot, Daigo asked with some curiosity.

"It's alright, I've gotten used to it over the years."

Masaki Keigo shrugged nonchalantly and picked up a towel hanging nearby to wipe his sweat.

He wasn't lying. For some unknown reason, ever since long ago, whenever he fell into a deep sleep, he would be disturbed by all sorts of bizarre and fantastical dreams.

Later, after gaining his memories of the world he lived in, he gradually began to try to replace traditional sleep with meditation.

Recently, however, the success of Unit-01 and the power struggles among various forces have kept him in a state of high excitement.

He needed to find a place to vent...

"Is that so...? That's really impressive..."

Upon hearing this answer, Daigo exclaimed in genuine admiration.

No wonder he has achieved what is difficult for ordinary people to reach at such a young age.

A talented person who also works hard deserves to succeed!
"Heh~" "Since you can't sleep, then spar with me for a bit."

Masaki Keigo shook his head upon hearing this, but didn't explain anything. A thought struck him, and he tossed over another pair of boxing gloves from the nearby shelf.
"Eh?"

Daigo hurriedly took the gloves, feeling the cool texture of the leather against his skin.

He looked at Masaki Keigo's serious expression, then looked down at the gloves in his hands, and was caught in a dilemma.

But in the end, he nodded silently, walked to the side, and put on his protective gear one by one.

The two walked to the center of the field and stood facing each other.

Daigo took a deep breath and assumed a standard fighting stance.

He was, after all, an elite member who had passed the rigorous selection process of the Victory Team. Although his fighting skills were not top-notch, they were far beyond those of ordinary people.

However, the moment Masaki Keigo's eyes locked onto him, Daigo's heart skipped a beat.

What kind of look is that?
Calm and focused, like a hunter examining its prey.

The battle began in an instant.

Under pressure, Daigo launched a probing attack, throwing a quick left jab straight at Masaki Keigo's face.

However, Masaki Keigo simply tilted his head slightly and narrowly avoided the punch.

Immediately afterward, before Daigo could retract his fist, he pounced on him like a shadow!

Daigo's mind went blank, and he immediately stepped back while raising his arm to block.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Masaki Keigo's fist slammed precisely into his arm guard.

A tremendous force surged through him, causing his entire arm to go numb!
How could it be... so fast!

Daigo grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

He found himself completely caught in his opponent's rhythm. No matter how he attacked, defended, or changed his tactics, Masaki Keigo could always anticipate his moves and counter them in the simplest and most direct way.

In front of his opponent, his fighting skills were like those of a toddler learning to walk.

Sweat streamed down Daigo's forehead, wetting his eyelashes, and his vision began to blur.

In the midst of a dodge, Masaki Keigo nimbly dodged the swing punch with a dive, then his body stretched like a fully drawn bow as he delivered a swift hook punch straight to the abdomen.

This action!

Daigo's pupils dilated suddenly, as if a thunderclap had exploded in his mind!

Masaki Keigo's figure gradually merged with that of the white giant.

An absurd and audacious idea began to grow uncontrollably from the depths of his mind.

He had previously speculated that Impat's human form was very likely someone within TPC, just like him.

No way……

Upon realizing this, Daigo was taken aback.

In that brief moment of distraction, Masaki Keigo's attack had already arrived.

"Uh!"

Daigo groaned, the immense impact causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground, panting heavily.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing this, Masaki Keigo stopped what he was doing and extended his right hand toward Daigo.

Daigo looked up, his vision blurred as he stared at the hand hovering above him.

He didn't answer it.

Instead, he raised his head and directly asked the question that had been on his mind.

"Mr. Masaki, what do you think... the existence of Titans means to humanity?"

(End of this chapter)