I'm a magnetic field madman

But he was resisting this instinct; he was trying to think of other things to dispel such memories.

He was unwilling to be brainwashed.

But pain, endless pain accompanied him. Besides this brainwashing propaganda, what he presented to Rentaro was even more "facts".

Those numerous, seemingly unrelated, pieces of evidence of humanity's persecution of the cursed child. And the "facts" of why humanity has fallen to this state, how it has, through its own self-inflicted suffering and self-righteous folly, caused the deaths of ninety percent of the world's population.

These are all lies! They're all just lies from Lanmeng Company! Lies from Bai Wujie!

Rentaro repeatedly tried to convince himself with these words... but he knew perfectly well that he was only deceiving himself.

The complete chain of evidence is something that anyone with a modicum of intelligence can understand after reading it once. What's chilling is not only the horrific facts, but also the fact that the higher-ups never even considered covering it up.

It's as if driving humans into pigsties eliminates the need for them to disguise themselves anymore; humans living in pigsties are nothing more than a bunch of pigs.

Repeating himself was self-deception, and it was also the only way for Rentaro to maintain his relative independence.

Because he knew that if he relaxed his guard even slightly, he would really... agree with Na Lan's dream.

That terrifying, horrifying, and annihilating ideal.

Today was another day of repeated brainwashing. Meanwhile, Rentaro felt the excruciating pain in his body gradually subsiding.

To be precise, this unbearable pain had almost subsided by yesterday.

Rentaro was unaware of his physical condition, but he could feel that his lost "limbs" had grown back.

Yes, it has completely grown back, and it's not even in the state of being a modified machine anymore.

The people from Lanmeng Company must have done some strange modifications to his body.

Rentaro could only conclude that this constant brainwashing and transformation was an attempt to turn him into a weapon to be used.

But why would they do that?

Rentaro was puzzled; he was an extremely third-rate politician... but that didn't prevent him from having a clear understanding of his own abilities.

His abilities certainly don't match his IP ranking, but he never thinks he's that strong.

Whether it's physical modification or acquired combat techniques, these can all be replicated.

Furthermore, they can all be easily copied.

The reality is that he is powerless against the thugs of the Blue Dream Company, those "modified" cursed children, just like a child.

Why would Blue Dream Company, which possesses such powerful warriors, need to modify itself?

The only possibility that Rentaro could think of was that they might be turning themselves into "assassins" to assassinate Kikunojo Tendo or the Holy Emperor.

This is the only reasonable explanation, Rentaro's wild thoughts returned to reality once again.

Strangely, the incessant sound suddenly stopped playing in my ears.

The sudden silence made Rentaro feel a little uncomfortable, but strangely, his ears seemed to pick up some sounds.

Some sounds of fighting, some sounds of tearing, some...

Boom!

The heavy alloy wall was smashed open by an extremely violent punch, before Rentaro could even react...

A figure appeared beside him and quickly tore open the iron rings binding him.

Rentaro was somewhat incredulous, but he immediately jumped up. He looked warily at the visitor in front of him, a middle-aged man dressed in black motorcycle attire with a troubled and serious expression.

"Who are you... Anyway, thank you for saving me."

"I'm also a Magnetic Knight, modified by the Blue Dream Company, just like you," the man said directly.

"I really came here specifically to save you, Rentaro Satomi. Stop beating around the bush, get ready, we're about to break out!"

If Rentaro has ever watched tokusatsu, he will definitely feel that this scene has a strong Showa era vibe.

Unfortunately, Rentaro was only six years old ten years ago. Even if he had watched some entertainment programs, his memories of them would probably have long since faded away.

Although Rentaro was still wary and hesitant, he followed behind the man. However, there were some things he still needed to clarify...

"What is the Magnet Knight? What are you talking about?"

"You've seen those Dream Creation Beast Teams, right? That's the weapon Blue Dream Corporation uses to try and conquer the world."

The middle-aged man answered with righteous indignation, very much in the style of the Showa era.

“And we are another weapon they created, powered by the cursed children and nanomachines. Can’t you feel it? That call within you.”

Rentaro looked at his hands. He had been brainwashed and resisted brainwashing for the past few days... He really didn't have a clear feeling about the changes in his body.

But without a doubt, the old man was right. Rentaro could feel the power within his body… a wild power!

The alarms inside the base were blaring, clearly indicating that their breakout had completely alerted all the defenses within the base.

Meanwhile, the uncle who was leading Rentaro had already arrived at the stairs leading upwards. Once he went out, Rentaro would be able to see the long-lost sun and regain the freedom he had lost!

but……

"Uncle, you should go first. My companion is still being held captive. I can't just leave like this!"

Rentaro refused the idea of ​​leaving with the uncle. Enju was still in the hands of Lanmeng Company. How could he possibly run away so despicably?

"You're no match for them all by yourself!" the uncle earnestly advised.

"When the DreamBeast Team surrounds you, you will be torn to pieces... Although this is a very small branch base, there are two official members of the DreamBeast Team guarding it!"

"I know, I understand, but there are some things I have to do," Rentaro said through gritted teeth.

"It's my fault that Yanzhu fell into their hands. I have to rescue her! If I can't, then I deserve to die here!"

Rentaro Satomi may be all talk and no action, and he may be a bit clueless... but he is definitely not the kind of dog who would sacrifice others without a conscience!

Aihara Enju is his companion and a family member whom he regards as his own sister!

How could he just turn around and run away like that?

Nonsense! Absolutely impossible!!

"You'd better watch yourself." The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then sighed...

"Finally, here's a piece of advice: trust the call within your body, but never let it control you. That's all I have to say. Goodbye, my fellow countrymen."

With that, the uncle immediately headed towards the end of the stairs. Rentaro let out a long sigh, feeling the unfamiliar yet powerful force within him, and then, without looking back, sprinted towards the passage behind him!

Enju, or at least only Enju—

He has to be saved!!

The structure of this underground base is not complicated. Including the number of floors at the entrance and the underground factory below, it only has three floors in total.

Just like this uncle said, perhaps this really is just a very small branch base of Blue Dream Company.

But precisely because of this, once the alarm sounds here, Rentaro knows... those two "monsters" will definitely find him in a very short time!

Therefore, we must find Enju's whereabouts!

Anxious, Rentaro immediately followed his memory to the room where these cursed children were kept... However, when he opened the door, the beds that were originally full of children were all empty.

Rentaro's heart sank instantly, and just then, a lazy voice reached his ears...

"Don't bother looking. These children are all sent to the headquarters in Tokyo after the initial examination. You won't find her there."

Rentaro turned around abruptly, but the empty corridor was completely deserted... yet the voice kept echoing in his ears...

"Why bother looking for that poor child? She has already found her true kindred spirits and family."

"By staying by your side, by staying among those despicable humans, her future is destined to be bleak. Either her identity will be exposed and she will be ostracized and despised, or the virus will go berserk and she will eventually become a monster."

"Can you save this child? What can you change? If you keep her with you, do you think she has a future?"

Rentaro's face was extremely pale, because what the voice said was true; perhaps for Enju, staying by his side was not a good outcome.

Cursed children are a group destined to have no hope, even if they are not discriminated against or oppressed by humans...

The gastrulatory virus that could erupt within them at any moment would either kill them or transform them into the monsters they had been fighting against.

Especially the cursed children who are the initiators.

They chose to fight in order to survive better among humans...

However, the more they fight, the higher the rate of invasion by the Gastrea virus in their bodies becomes, leading them further towards the worst possible end.

Hope? They had no hope; every choice they made in human society led to a terrible outcome.

Without fighting, one cannot survive, but even if one does not fight, it is merely delaying the arrival of the final apocalypse.

However, the Blue Dream organization has a way to free these cursed children from their tragic fate.

But they still have to pay a price for this "gift".

Following Bai Wujie's orders, they submitted to their leader and devoted everything to realizing that crazy blue dream.

The Blue Dream Organization was merely the better of all the bad options for them... and in return, the Cursed Children would embark on a path of complete confrontation with humanity.

With this in mind, Rentaro's conflicted and tormented heart gradually hardened.

He is no longer that hypocritical and nonsensical person.

He answered in a deep voice.

“I will ask Yeonju what she thinks, but I believe she would not be willing to slaughter innocent civilians for the sake of you evil people!”

"Yes, I know those people are awful. They oppress you, they insult you, they discriminate against you. But only a minority actually commit these acts, right? If the response to violence and discrimination is new violence and discrimination, this cycle of hatred will never stop!"

"That sounds nice," the voice said sarcastically.

"Have you ever experienced living like a stray dog, eating garbage and drinking sewage? Have you ever experienced being publicly humiliated by those people, with no one helping you? Damn it, what right do you have to say such things here?!"

The voice quickly escalated into a fit of rage, and the next moment, a terrifying sonic wave erupted from the shadows behind.

Caught off guard, Rentaro was thrown into the air, smashing an empty bed with a metal frame to pieces.

From the shadows, Rentaro's "acquaintance" slowly emerged... and she was none other than Bat, a member of the Dreammon Team who had discovered Rentaro!

She looks completely different now compared to when she first met Rentaro...

A white vest and light blue tight-fitting capri pants accentuated her beautiful, mature, and fit body... but more importantly, there was a pair of jet-black membrane wings extending from her back.

She is a third-tier member of the Creation Beast Team. She can perfectly control the coverage of her genetic factors outside her body after transformation, and she can also better control the power of the viruses and microorganisms that coexist with her.

She was also the first recipient of the Gift from the Dream Beast Team. Although she didn't have the strength to match her status, there was no doubt that she could not be called weak!

The bat's scarlet eyes gleamed in the darkness, and as she opened her mouth... a rapid and brief sound wave instantly transformed into extremely powerful physical kinetic energy, slamming Rentaro against the wall, rendering him unable to move.

The next moment, she covered a distance of more than ten meters and stood in front of Rentaro. Her arm, covered with thin, sharp white hair, gripped his neck tightly, and her slightly bat-like face looked at him coldly...

"You're more disgusting than those who insult us. You presumptuously try to persuade us to forgive? What right do you have? Tell me, what right do you have!"

She clenched her fists, and her hoarse voice carried an unyielding hatred.

"Our leader told us to restrain our hatred and not to kill indiscriminately, but he never tells us to give up our hatred! Harm must be repaid with harm, and hatred must be ended with hatred! Only after you have tasted our pain will we have any possibility of negotiating with you!"

Rentaro's face was pale as he struggled to use the body's immense power to resist...

However, no matter how hard he tried, the bat's hand remained firmly gripping her neck like an iron clamp!

He was unable to move or resist; the electric current even paralyzed his muscles!

"You won't understand, and you don't need to understand. Don't worry, you'll soon be reunited with that child."

"But back then, you were just a Magnetic Knight loyal to your leader, one of us... And at that time, you would surely understand everything about us, and the greatness of the organization, amidst those human corpses..."

The rapid and violent sound waves became gentle and slow at this moment... but what followed was the feeling of dizziness that Rentaro knew all too well.

Infrasound was penetrating his brain through his cochlea, dragging Rentaro into a deep sleep. And without exception, after this "sleep," he would not be himself when he woke up.

A tremendous fear and terror gripped Rentaro's heart. In that instant, he seemed to see a vision, a vision in which he killed Kisaragi, killed Miori, and killed everyone.

"Eat!"

He roared and broke free from the terrifying hypnosis, and in that instant, he felt a "call" within his body...

That terrible sound he had heard countless times during his hypnotic "dreams," that terrible echo he had resisted countless times, and now, he surrendered everything to that sound.

The deafening shockwave and explosion instantly sent the bat flying, and she managed to retreat several meters by flapping her wings. And right in front of her, Rentaro transformed.

14. Showa-era children's programs

Rentaro Satomi completed his transformation.