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Chapter 155 Tour Group

Your statement is not entirely rigorous, or rather, it contains flaws within the rigorous framework of biology.

Before Shinichi could recover from the huge conspiracy theory that "the ruling class can eat people," Miyuki, standing next to him, had already rationally entered academic rebuttal mode.

Xiao You blinked: "If they really are another completely isolated ancient creature originating from the Middle East, then it would be impossible for them to have offspring with humans, or even to perfectly disguise themselves in human society without reproductive isolation."

"You're right. That 'monster theory' was just a rhetorical device meant for ordinary people."

Arima Kishou was slightly surprised by Migi's meticulousness, and he added casually, "Based on our research on the live samples we captured, these so-called ghouls," at their core genetic DNA profiles, still share a 99.9% similarity with humans.

"They simply have an extra herbaceous organ, the Herbium, on a specific chromosome in their bodies, which produces and controls 'Rc cells.'"

Arima Kishou's tone carried a hint of coldness: "Theoretically speaking, if one possesses medical technology advanced enough to freely edit deep genes, it's entirely possible to 'revert' those mutated genes back into ordinary humans who can only eat hamburgers and rice by removing or modifying them."

"Of course." Arima Kishou sneered. "These predators who treat humans like livestock are currently the largest group of predators in the world."

Those on the Supernatural Alliance's execution list don't even deserve such humanitarian medical treatment.

"A cheap depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile is far more cost-effective than gene-targeted drugs."

"Is pica caused by gene mutation? This is quite common in the trial and error process of biological evolution."

Xiaoyou has no interest in these ethical issues; what it truly cares about is the motivation behind their insane actions.

"Although I have never accessed the internal database of the Washuu family, I have a vague idea that there is a secret hidden behind this family by scraping the financial flows of various conglomerates on the Internet."

Xiao You's whiskers vaguely outlined several extremely complex model patterns in mid-air.

"However, one thing has caused a serious dead end in my thinking!"

Miyu stared intently at Arima Kishou, voicing his own unique question: "Why would the Washuu family launch such a reckless, large-scale, indiscriminate massacre on this private island, which should be extremely secluded, at this time?!"

"Based on my rough calculations after hacking into the passenger transport system on the yacht, the total number of employees and their families who were tricked into coming to the island with their year-end bonuses this time alone is estimated to be as high as several thousand!"

"Moreover, according to the cruise route application records of the Hexiu Group in the next half month, there were actually seven more batches of island landing plans after that."

"The total number of missing persons involved will reach tens of thousands!"

Miyu's voice was filled with strong bewilderment at this behavior, which could be described as "idiotic villainous."

Why would a wealthy family that had concealed its true nature for centuries, deeply understanding the principles of sustainable and gradual development, suddenly tear off its carefully cultivated facade and embark on this massive, apocalyptic slaughter?

"You have to understand, in today's civilized information society, the sudden disappearance of 10,000 legitimate taxpayers cannot be simply dismissed as a 'shipwrecked by a typhoon'! It's like cutting a knife through the nation's economic lifeline."

"Leaving aside whether the government will intervene, the insurance claims alone for those 10,000 deceased are enough to drive Japan's financial system crazy! Don't they even understand the most basic costs of cover-ups and the economic costs of maintaining stability?"

"That is indeed a good question."

As Arima Kishou listened to Migi's question, a hidden cold glint flashed in his deep eyes.

Of course, that madman, Sōta Furuta, didn't aim to eat people.

The members of the Hexiu family, who thrive on chaos, no longer care about the protection of conglomerates or social stability.

He wants to turn the entire city of Tokyo, and even the whole of Japan, into a bloody breeding ground for monsters!

"I can explain their sudden change in behavior to you later. Simply put—"

Arima Kishou's words hadn't even finished!

suddenly!

In his lifeless eyes, he keenly caught the extremely violent sound of air being torn apart—a sharp sonic boom produced by an extremely massive object compressing the air as it moved in a parabolic trajectory at an initial velocity exceeding the speed of sound!

"boom!"

Arima Kishou didn't make any unnecessary movements; his pale hand, like an iron clamp, roughly grabbed Izumi Shinichi by the back of his collar.

With a sudden burst of power from his thigh muscles, Arima Kishou lifted Shinichi, who weighed over 100 pounds, along with Shinichi's right hand.

At an incredibly fast speed, it left an afterimage over ten meters long in its original position, and then flashed directly behind another concrete bunker!

Just one tenth of a second after they left their original spot.

"Boom! B ...

A terrifying explosion, comparable to a meteorite impact, resounded on the beach where they had just been standing!

The sandstorm raged and the crushed coral reefs splashed everywhere like a torrential rain!

The earth trembled violently, and the terrifying shockwave even snapped several coconut trees, each as thick as several people could hug, in half!

Shinichi Izumi, who had been casually tossed onto the sand by Kishou Arima, ignored his violent coughing.

He looked up in horror at the huge crater that had been created by the impact, which was over ten meters in diameter and several meters deep, and was emitting thick smoke.

But when he finally saw what was at the bottom of the pit, Shinichi's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

That wasn't a meteorite at all, nor was it some kind of military ground-to-ground missile that appeared out of nowhere.

That was a standard international heavy-duty shipping container, twelve meters long and weighing tens of tons!

The entire container was completely twisted and deformed by that terrifying kinetic energy, like a crumpled soda can.

"Gulp."

Shinichi swallowed hard, his brain completely shutting down.

He turned his head sharply and looked in the direction from which the container had flown.

"What...what kind of international joke is this?!"

Shinichi stared at the smoking metal lump and trembled uncontrollably.

"How could they possibly throw a shipping container weighing tens of tons with the precision of a baseball?!"

"What kind of monsters are lurking on this island?!"

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