Madam, I like you.

　Urakami saw hell in Busujima Yako, the desperate cries of countless corpses piled up.

　It's because he's a serial killer that he's more sensitive to the scent of his own kind. How many people did he have to kill and how much blood did he have to be stained with to become like that?

　After entering the building, Dokujima Yako yawned lazily, muttering to himself without even glancing at the body parts and blood scattered across the floor, "This is the second one tonight. They've been increasing in number lately. But, seeing more and more makes Sora happy too."

　As I passed the corner, the sharp blades of tentacles came through the air.

　"Keng!"

　The knife flashed, sparks exploded, and in the blink of an eye, several tentacles were cut off by the demon sword.

　Chapter 65: The Evolution of Parasitic Beasts

　"Human? No, what are you..."

　Parasyte

　There was no chance to utter the rest of the words. The flash of the knife was faster than the speed of the tentacle blade, severing its neck. The headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud, the parasitic tentacles severed at the neck, and the parasitic tissue fell to the ground. Due to the loss of blood supply, it withered at an extremely fast rate.

　The parasitic tissue raised a tentacle eye, trying hard to see the appearance of Dokujima Yazi, and wanted to see what kind of monster was hidden under this human body.

　"Shh!"

　The demon sword Kitetsu mercilessly pierced its tentacle pupils. Before the parasitic cells were completely dead, blood-red lines appeared on the blade of the demon sword Kitetsu and devoured the parasitic cells.

　The demon sword Kitetsu serves as a temporary container to hold these parasitic cells.

　"Sora has such a good appetite that he can even eat a monster like this. But I can't say anything in my current position. It's a pity that these parasitic beasts can't be used to cook." Dokujima sighed regretfully.

　After doing all this, Dokujima looked around. The marble floor was stained with blood and filled with body parts. Guns were cut off and dense bullet holes were seen everywhere on the walls. It was obvious what a fierce battle had taken place here.

　"That's a bit strange. Previously, parasitic beasts were thought to only engage humans head-on. So, encountering a combat team armed with large-caliber firearms would have been a recipe for disaster. Judging from the bullet marks at the scene, the team was likely attacked in an instant, unable to react."

　Parasitic beasts possessed nerve reaction speeds far exceeding those of ordinary humans. Once they learned the correct method of killing, even if it was a sneak attack like a wild beast, their efficiency in killing humans would be greatly improved.

　This parasitic beast has initially learned how to deal with human troops armed with guns. It hides in buildings with small spaces and narrow vision, and uses terrain raids to easily slaughter invading troops.

　Soon, Dokujima Yazi's cold gaze paused slightly. She heard the sound of heartbeats, and there were at least a few survivors here.

　"Is anyone still alive? The parasitic beast has been dealt with."

　"Ahhh..." A faint groaning sound was heard. Busujima Yako went to look for the sound and saw a special operations team police officer with only the upper body left. His colorful intestines were scattered and his hands were cut off. The parasitic beast also knew that before killing someone, it must first eliminate the guns that posed a threat to it.

　Destroying a gun and cutting off a human hand have the same consequences.

　"Deputy...Deputy Team Leader." The special operations team officer coughed up blood and smiled a bleak yet relieved smile. "Did I complete...my mission?"

　Dudao Yazi half-knelt, placed his right hand on his chest, and nodded, "You completed your mission brilliantly and protected the lives of many ordinary people."

　"Ah, now I feel relieved... Then, can I trouble you with one... thing? I feel very painful. My right hand is still there but I can feel continuous bleeding. My lungs seem to be burned by fire and my intestines are pulled out of my body... It hurts... It hurts..." His eyes gradually lost color. This kind of injury is impossible to save unless he is transformed into a resurrected person.

　Without Mo Yankong's permission, Dudao Yazi cannot rashly turn the humans in this world into zombies.

　Busujima stood up, holding the demon sword Kitetsu in both hands, and said softly, "Please rest assured, your name will be engraved on the hero monument, and your family will be properly settled."

　“Thank you…thank you…”

　The magic sword slashed across the head, ending all the pain of the special operations team police officers.

　After finishing, Busujima Yako used the intercom to notify the medical team to come in and search for survivors together.

　The 24 members of the Parasyte Third Special Operations Team were nearly wiped out, leaving only three survivors, all of whom had lost their combat capabilities. Either their hands or their feet had been severed by the Parasyte's tentacles.

　Busujima used cryotherapy to freeze their wounds and limbs to prevent them from dying from excessive blood loss and to facilitate surgery to reattach the severed limbs.

　When Dokujima Yako emerged from the building, a middle-aged male police officer quickly came over to greet her. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his suit, his expression slightly relieved. "Thank you for your hard work, Inspector Dokujima."

　Busujima Yako let down her long ponytail and nodded in response. She scanned the area and found the police car of the Third Special Operations Team. "Excuse me, I need to understand the current situation as soon as possible."

　An experienced police officer approached and sighed as he watched Dokujima Yako leave. "She's still so young! Just looking at her appearance, you wouldn't guess she's an expert in dealing with monsters. Could she really handle that kind of monster with a Japanese sword or cold weapons?"

　The middle-aged police officer who had initially spoken to Dokujima Yako took out a cigarette and started smoking. His tone was as bitter as the smoke. "There's always a way. There are more and more murders caused by monsters these days, and even the special police equipped with professional equipment can't handle it. It's better to leave the monsters to the experts. Honestly, I don't want anything to do with monsters like that."

　"Feel the same."

　The two policemen looked at each other and could see deep fear in each other's eyes. Among the policemen and medical staff who entered the building to clean up the scene, many were frightened by the bloody scene and vomited violently after just a few steps in.

　Inside the car, members of the Third Special Operations Team saluted solemnly when they saw Dokujima Yako: "Deputy Team Leader!"

　After entering the train, Dokujima Yako glanced at Urakami, who was huddled in the corner, and asked, "Who is he?"

　Urakami shrank his body and didn't dare to meet Busujima Yako, so he simply pretended to be dead.

　"Ah, he was assigned by the team leader.

　The person who came to search for the parasite was himself a brutal serial killer."

　Busujima nodded. "This situation is very rare. They seem to have learned how to deal with human forces. Are there any video recordings of this battle?"

　Every special operations team officer carries a video recorder on their shoulder when dealing with parasitic beasts, so that they can use the footage as evidence and research material.

　"Yes, it has been sent back to the Countermeasures Headquarters. You can check it here anytime."

　The carriage is very spacious, almost equivalent to an RV, and contains various equipment needed by the special operations team. The special operations team police officers who stay behind command the on-site operations through the videos of different members.

　"Thanks for your hard work."

　-

　Outside the police car, officers were dispersing the media and onlookers. Inside, a woman in a business suit gazed coldly at the SWAT car into which Dokujima Yako had entered, muttering to herself, "Although parasites are vulnerable compared to the human race, please don't underestimate us."

　"Just like humans, parasites will evolve to use intelligence and skill to kill their prey, not with fangs and claws."

　"As you wish, the battle between parasites and humans begins today."

　The woman, or rather, Tamiya Yoshiko, touched her belly and frowned. Her body was pregnant with a new life, a human child.

　This is a wonderful feeling that parasitic beasts without reproductive functions cannot experience.

　Chapter 66 Research Institute

　The next day, the Takagi Biological Research Institute has now become the headquarters for countermeasures against parasitic beasts. All research on parasitic beasts will be conducted here, so Mo Yankong can also obtain first-hand information.

　Several days have passed since Izumi Shinichi was severely injured by a parasitic beast. The research on Izumi Shinichi's parasitic cells has yielded initial results, and a gene enhancer that can be used to strengthen the human body has been developed. Izumi Shinichi also joined the Anti-Parasitic Beast Special Operations Team on the condition that the Parasyte Countermeasures Headquarters find the parasitic beast that killed his mother.

　In the office, Mo Yankong looked at Quan Xinyi, whose appearance had changed drastically. His cheeks were thin and he looked much more haggard. His eyes were not as clear and fearless as before. There was a heavy sense of death and a rage hidden deeper that burned everything.

　"Your father has been placed under government protection, Izumi Shinichi. From today on, you are an official member of our Parasyte Countermeasures Headquarters. There just so happens to be a vacancy in the Parasyte Special Operations Team 3."

　Izumi Shinichi clenched his fists, his tone depressed and filled with suppressed anger: "As long as you join you, you can protect my father and help me find that parasitic beast! I want to kill it with my own hands!"

　Mo Yankong smiled faintly. "Of course, but we currently lack the means to find the parasitic beast. After being severely injured, it may not continue to target you. It is very likely that it has already changed its body and is lurking."

　Izumi Shinichi was silent for a moment, then nodded. "I'm very grateful for this. My mother's body has been properly taken care of. It doesn't matter if I can't find it. I will kill all the parasitic beasts until I find the one I want. No! That's far from enough. I must completely expel all monsters from human society!"

　Now, Izumi Shinichi is completely hostile to the existence called Parasyte.

　Mo Yankong said in a tone filled with admiration, "Compared to the past few days, you've made considerable progress. At least you know what you should do. Quan Xinyi, have you ever considered why you lost to that parasitic beast?"

　"It's taken over my mother's body!" Stung by Mo Yankong's words, Quan Xinyi's mood became even more depressed. Looking at his right hand, Mickey had fallen into a deep sleep. Because Mickey's parasitic cells had merged with his body, Mickey's abilities had been greatly weakened, and he had to enter a true dormant state from time to time.

　1

　In the past, he always had a light sleep, and would wake up immediately if Mickey sensed any danger from his kind or Izumi Shinichi. Now, if he enters a deep sleep, it would be difficult for him to wake up even if Izumi Shinichi was killed.

　Mo Yankong shook his head and said in a harsh tone, "You know better than anyone that she's no longer your mother, Izumi Shinichi. You were too weak before. No matter how cruel the reality you face, the first thing you should think about is your own position. Have you ever considered why the parasite came to you at that time? Have you considered the consequences of restricting Mickey's actions? What would your death bring?"

　"That is···"

　"People always make mistakes, but sometimes we have to recognize the price of mistakes. If I hadn't arrived in time, and the parasitic beast found the hospital where your father was recuperating before you woke up, what would you have done?" Mo Yankong said calmly, with a smile in his eyes. It is always a pleasant thing to guide others from light to darkness.

　"..."

　Quan Xinyi's eyes widened in shock. Everything was just as Mo Yankong had said. The parasitic beast had come to his house to kill his father. However, he ignored this point. Because his mother was killed, he fell into an irrational state of excitement and did not even allow Mickey to fight back in self-defense.

　When Quan Xinyi thought of the consequences of Mo Yankong not rushing to the scene, he felt cold all over. At that time, he would indirectly kill his only remaining relative.

　"Because of your weakness, not only Mickey, but even your father was killed. This is a microcosm of the relationship between humans and parasites. I hope you understand this, recognize your position, and take your own responsibilities. Fortunately, after fusing with Mickey's parasitic cells, you have grown."

　Izumi Shinichi replied in a heavy voice, "Yes! I understand! Then I will go test my physical abilities and training."

　This was Mo Yankong's request. After joining the Parasyte Countermeasures Headquarters, Izumi Shinichi needed to undergo routine physical examinations every day, develop his physical abilities, and train his combat skills.

　When Quan Xinyi left the office and opened the door, he saw a girl with long black hair leaning against the wall outside the door. The girl had a pretty and dignified appearance, and she looked somewhat familiar. He suddenly remembered that she was the girl who was with the group of Xigao students a few days ago. It seemed that she was taken away by Mo Yankong. He didn't expect her to appear here.

　Anyone who can appear here is related to the parasite.

　Kimishima Kana looked Izumi Shinichi up and down and said seriously, "I'm very sorry about what happened with your mother."

　"you know?"

　Kimishima Kana tucked her hair behind her ears and said gravely, "Ah, I happened to be with him at that time, though I didn't actually go in to see it. But I saw Sora fighting the parasitic beast that took over your mother's body. By the way, can you also metalize your body at will like Sora?"

　Izumi Shinichi smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on with Sora, but my body's metalization is thanks to Mickey, the parasitic beast inside me, and it's now in a deep sleep."

　Kimishima Kana introduced herself gracefully: "Oh, my name is Kimishima Kana, and you."

　"Izumi Shinichi."

　The girl extended her hand and invited with a smile, "We may need to work together in the future, so please give me your guidance."

　"Ah." Quan Xinyi was stunned and just nodded.

　"Goodbye." Kimishima Kana didn't mind, retracted her right hand and smiled.

　"Ah."

　Kimishima Kana entered Mo Yan's empty office and said casually, "You really like to talk about some profound principles."

　Mo Yankong shifted his gaze from the research materials in front of him and glanced at the girl: "Eavesdropping is not a good habit."

　"I wasn't eavesdropping. The soundproofing in this office is terrible," Kimishima Kana snorted righteously, folding her hands. Then she asked, "You seem to hold Izumi Shinichi in high regard. Is there any special reason for that?"

　Mo Yankong put down the information in his hand, "He is one of the few examples of people who can coexist with parasitic beasts."

　Kimishima Kana looked at Mo Yankong with a mischievous look on her face: "No, I feel like besides this, you must have some other special opinions about him."

　"If there is, it's probably what I expect of him." Mo Yankong smiled. Parasyte was one of the few manga he enjoyed during his youth. Although he had always liked the protagonist, Izumi Shinichi, he also found it difficult to identify with his overly human side.

　Mo Yankong probably wanted to shape him into his ideal "protagonist" and a qualified... chess piece.

　Kimishima Kana curled her lips and said, "What? You sound like someone who expects her son to succeed. Could it be that... you are actually his long-lost brother?"

　Even the usually calm Mo Yankong couldn't help but roll his eyes at the girl's nonsense and said with amusement, "You have a really rich imagination."

　The girl raised her chin proudly. "Call this a girl's intuition, please. My intuition is particularly accurate."

　Chapter 67 Death Experiment

　Inside the lab, Mo Yankong had Kimishima Kana wear a headband-like device designed to measure brainwaves. The lab was empty except for a chair and a strange coffin-like device. On the left side, in a room separated by glass windows, five or six researchers were recording information on Kimishima Kana's research. One of them spoke to Mo Yankong through a headset, "Director, everything is ready. We're ready to begin."

　Mo Yankong stood in front of Kimishima Kana and explained, "The most powerful and best-performing EEG wavelength that Parasyte can release is hostility, which is roughly the same as the abnormality you sensed in Izumi Shinichi."

　Kimishima Kana looked at Mo Yankong in confusion: "Well, this is very strange. You said that you are also a special case among parasites. But I don't feel anything like a parasite in you."

　"I'm an exception among exceptions. If I must say it, it's that I'm superior to parasitic creatures. I'm not bound by their instincts. When a parasite completes its parasite, a 'god' will issue its orders. It's an instinct that can't be disobeyed, just like a spider weaving a web or a bird flying."

　"instruction?"

　Mo Yankong's voice turned cold: "The parasitic species will be devoured completely."

　"..."

　Kimishima Kana forced a smile: "Sora, although I know you are not the type to joke, but anyway..."

　"You can ask Izumi Shinichi's right hand for details. Although the parasitism failed, it knows everything the Parasyte needs to know. This is the root cause of the hostile brainwaves that the Parasyte constantly emits. I need you to sense this brainwave, adapt to it, and then imitate it."

　"How to do?"

　"You'll understand."

　Mo Yankong smiled slightly, walked up to the girl, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the girl's neck, and lifted the girl's body up. The coldness of his broad palm made the girl's skin covered with goose bumps. When Kimishima Kana felt something was wrong and wanted Mo Yankong to let her go, it was too late.

　"Well!?"

　Mo Yankong's right hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly gripping the girl's slender neck. He gradually applied force, but the girl's weak strength made it impossible for her to resist. She slapped Mo Yankong's right hand.

　, kicking Mo Yankong's calf with his foot, but it was of no use.

　Then, Kimishima Kana saw the indifference in Mo Yankong that was superior to other primates and treated humans as bread. Although she could not sense any murderous intent, Kimishima Kana felt a fatal crisis.

　"null······"

　Her consciousness seemed to sink into the deep sea, shrouded in endless darkness and deep cold. The instinct for survival in her desperate and suppressed consciousness still drove her, and she struggled hard, trying to surface from the deep sea and breathe the sweet air.

　The lack of oxygen in the brain made Kimishima Kana fall into an unconscious state, and she instinctively resisted Mo Yankong's mental pressure.

　At this moment, the researcher standing outside the lab was reporting to Mo Yankong through his headset: "We've detected the same EEG wavelength as the parasitic beast, and it's gradually getting stronger."