Excessive ferocity due to caution

The initial information revealed by L675 aroused Mingze's strong interest in this contained object.

As containment objects, humanoid creatures are common, as are those with special abilities.

But besides that, they were more concerned about another issue—

Does the contained object possess advanced intelligence?

Without advanced intelligence, the research process would be greatly hindered.

After carefully reading the report several times, he dialed the phone on the desk.

"C-001, go and notify one of the white-clad personnel who interacted with L675 today. Pick any one of them and have him interact with L675 again tonight."

"Oh, right...put a bug on him."

"I need to know the specifics of their interaction."

He hung up the phone.

The surveillance footage of room L675 was retrieved.

His hands were crossed on the table, his fingertips trembling slightly with excitement.

If he could provide the church with a high-quality containment object as a meme source... that would be a great achievement and would be written into the church's biography!

Once they reach their position, ordinary contributions are no longer enough to get them promoted.

Either you have connections in higher positions.

Either they make a significant contribution to the church.

Mingze also took a huge risk to leave the Imperial City and come to the Silent Containment Center in order to climb one more step up.

Working here is extremely risky.

Historically, more than one administrator has died in a containment riot.

Mingze is the longest-surviving manager here.

Besides his extraordinary strength, the most important reason for his success was his caution.

Soon, a white-clad individual, unknowingly fitted with a listening device, returned to the room where L675 was located.

Since L675 did not show any desire to escape, he was not locked up very deep inside.

This room is opaque.

However, it was found to have been fitted with more than one pinhole camera.

His every move was under surveillance.

At this moment, the man was sitting in front of an old nanmu wood desk, holding a copy of "The Continent of Ox and Horse" that he had picked up from the bookshelf and was reading it attentively.

There was a slight paint smell in the room, but it wasn't strong.

Ga—

As the heavy ring lock was opened, a white lab coat-wearing researcher entered Zhao Yi's room.

The clothing was marked with: D-011.

"Hello Mr. Zhao, it's nice to see you again."

Upon seeing Zhao Yi, D-011 displayed extraordinary enthusiasm and stood quite politely about five meters away from him, without disturbing him rashly.

Zhao Yi closed "The Continent of Cattle and Horses".

He turned his head, a smile on his face.

"Number 11, you've come at the perfect time..."

Are there any other books here?

"After all, it's really boring to be alone in a room."

D-011 stammered:

"Um... I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get you the book tonight. I don't have enough authority within the shelter, but I'll try to ask around tomorrow..."

Zhao Yi stood up and put the book back on the bookshelf on the desk.

"It's okay."

"So, what brings you to me tonight?"

"Want to hear a story?"

D-011 nodded, a fervent glint in his eyes.

"Yes, sir."

"I really want to hear you finish the story you only told halfway through last time..."

Zhao waved to him, making a "please" gesture.

D-011 then sat down at a glass round table, looking at Zhao Yi with anticipation.

But Zhao Yi did not immediately begin telling the story.

He sat opposite D-011, his gaze fixed on a certain part of his shirt.

"What's wrong, Mr. Zhao?"

D-011 noticed Zhao Yi's gaze.

Zhao Yi shook his head.

"It's nothing."

There was a bugging device there, but obviously it wouldn't be of any use to Zhao Yi.

With his current mental strength, blocking a bugging device is not difficult.

Zhao started telling D-011 a story, but after only two sentences, the other party stopped him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I shouldn't have interrupted you while you were telling your story... but this is clearly not the story you were telling halfway through during the day!"

His emotions were quite agitated and abnormal.

Zhao Yi straightened his collar and said calmly:

"Number 11, I think I've made myself clear... The second half of the story is a 'paid product,' which requires me to exchange it for information that interests me."

D-011's face flushed slightly upon hearing this, but he remained composed.

"No... sir, I cannot reveal any information about the asylum..."

"Although I know you mean no harm to the shelter, these are the rules."

Zhao Yi said regretfully:

"That's a pity, you'll only get to hear another story."

D-011 was clearly unable to accept it, feeling as if many insects were tearing at her body.

Unable to sit still, he had no choice but to stand up.

"Well... please begin, I'll just stand and listen..."

Zhao began to explain in detail:

"Once upon a time, there was a pig with wings who could write novels..."

...

Monitoring room.

Mingze stared intently at the surveillance footage, but there was no sound coming from his earphones.

In the surveillance footage, he could see Zhao Yi's lips moving constantly, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Mingze quickly contacted the technicians in charge of the wiretapping, but after a thorough inspection, they told him that the wiretapping device was not abnormal.

The only explanation is that something blocked the eavesdropping device's data transmission.

Mingze immediately notified the green team members to check room L675.

The latter brought twenty armed men and arrived at the door where Zhao Yi was being held in the shortest possible time, armed with elite weapons.

But just as they were about to break down the door, it opened by itself.

The one who opened the door was D-011.

He kept his head down, as if he didn't see the people on either side of him, and had absolutely no interest in their fully armed appearance.

D-011 seemed bewitched, bowing his head and repeating to himself:

"...That's brilliant."

"That's wonderful..."

"This story is just as captivating as the last one..."

"No...it's going to be even more exciting than the last story!"

"But why did he only talk about the first half...?"

"If only I knew how they ended up..."

Even if... it would make me...

The bugging device went into effect after D-011 left Zhao Yi's containment room.

His words reached Mingze's ears in the monitoring room without missing a single one.

But then, the sound of D-011 grew fainter and fainter, until it disappeared into nothingness.

Mingze didn't quite hear what he said either.

He didn't know what story Zhao Yi had told D-011, but there was no denying it... At this moment, his interest in L675 was extremely strong!

D-011's empty eyes and strange self-talk gripped Mingze's curiosity.

What kind of story could possibly be so captivating?

But he was very patient.

Mingze called back the green-clad personnel and switched the surveillance footage to the room of the white-clad member who had been in contact with Zhao Yi during the day.

That night, none of the 62 white members who had interacted with Zhao Yi and survived slept.

They paced back and forth in their room, restless and uneasy.

D-011, on the other hand, appeared more restless.

He put his hand on the doorknob several times, as if he wanted to leave the room.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally lay back down on the bed.

At this time, people in white are not allowed to leave the room.

This is the rule at the Silent Asylum.

During their rest time, they can only stay in their own rooms.

The glaring pale light in the room shone directly on D-011's face.

He was expressionless, and his eyes were severely bloodshot.

...

Mingze showed great interest in following up on the performance of D-011.

What story did L675 tell about D-011?

It actually caused a highly trained white-clad individual to lose sleep and become mentally unstable.

It was already late at night, but Mingze was wide awake. He summoned his beautiful secretary, Monica, who was wearing black stockings, and asked her to help him find the video recordings of L675 and L673 interacting during the day in the database.

Mingze wanted to know what 675 had done to 673 that made 673 feel fear.

Monica quickly handed the video to Mingze and then stood aside.

Mingze played the video footage from the daytime.

The projection screen shows room L673.

The boy, eating a lollipop, sat on the desk and quietly played Minesweeper.

Concentrate intently.

Bloodstains were everywhere in the room.

A white-clad man sitting on the boy's bed, recording the relevant information, was trembling.

It seemed as if it was enduring something with great difficulty.

About half a minute later, the man in white suddenly stood up, looked around, and his breathing became extremely rapid!

Ten seconds later, he stomped his feet twice, then picked up the pen in his hand and plunged it into one of his eyes!

Large amounts of blood and fluids sprayed out.

It splashed all over the ground.

A look of relief spread across the crazed face of the white-clad man, accompanied by an eerie smile, as he collapsed to the ground and died.

The record in his hand fell to the ground.

Spread it out.

The handwriting above was very messy, row upon row, each line containing three characters:

I deserve to die!

I deserve to die!

【…】

The white-clad man was quickly dragged out of the boy's room.

Soon after, Zhao Yi appeared.

The white-clad personnel led Zhao Yi into room L673.

Then he locked the door.

After Zhao Yi appeared, L673 showed obvious signs of nervousness.

He turned off the minesweeper, turned around, and faced Zhao directly.

During this time, the boy let out a hysterical scream.

Although there was no sound from the surveillance footage, it was easy to tell from the boy's ferocious facial expression that he was threatening Zhao Yi.

However, Zhao Yi was not very concerned about the boy's threat.

He sat down on the bed in the boy's room with great elegance and composure, and picked up the notebook and bloodstained pen from the white-clad man who had just died.

He tore off the ink stains from the white-clad person and started writing and drawing on a brand new piece of paper.

Zhao Yi's angle is very subtle.

As a result, it just so happened to evade several surveillance cameras.

Mingze couldn't see what Zhao Yi had written or drawn.

This process lasted about three minutes. Zhao Yi threw the pen on the bed and then tore off the piece of white paper on which he had written and drawn.

He walked over and showed it to the boy.

The moment his gaze met the portrait, the boy's body jerked violently, and he fell off the chair to the ground. He then scrambled to a corner of the room and curled up there.

Zhao Yi didn't let him off the hook. He crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball and handed it to the boy.

The boy did not answer.

The two stared at each other for three minutes.

In the end, the trembling boy chose to compromise.

He took the painting or calligraphy that Zhao Yi handed him... and then actually ate it!

Then Zhao Yi returned to the other side of the bed and sat down.

This is the complete interaction between L675 and L673.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Mingze and Monica couldn't understand why 673 was so afraid of 675... even though their interactions were so peaceful, without any overt conflict.

But the two of them knew that it was precisely because they didn't understand the containment object that it was worth studying!

"L675...This is so interesting!!"

Mingze's eyes were filled with excitement.

"His stories, his calligraphy and paintings... seem to possess a magical power..."

"This containment object... is amazing!"

"You know, even when armed men pointed rifles at L673's head, he didn't feel the slightest fear..."

"Arrange for green-clad personnel and L381 to interact with him tomorrow!"

"I must find out his secret!"

Monica rarely saw Mingze so excited. While taking notes of Mingze's instructions, she asked:

"Butler... L381 is 'extremely' dangerous. None of the previous test subjects who interacted with it survived. Is it too early for us to have 675 interact with 381 directly?"

Mingze shook his head.

"L381 is a psycho-type containment object. Although it is extremely aggressive and possesses extraordinary power, it is precisely because of this that we can see the value of L675 in the fastest and most direct way!"

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of cruelty and madness.

"He had better have enough value... otherwise, he'll end up in the Well of Sacrifice sooner or later..."

"The Child of God... has been hungry for a long time..."

PS:

I'll write another chapter tonight.

Thanks for reading, brothers.

See you later.