Chapter 108 Testing

Feng Bujue turned his head at the sound, and a man in a black suit had already entered the room.

It was a man who looked to be around forty years old, with neat short hair and graying temples, but no signs of baldness on his forehead.

The suit he was wearing looked very crisp, as if it had just been taken off the ironing board, complementing his tall and sturdy figure.

Click—clack.

Two seconds later, the electronic door closed automatically again.

The suit-clad man’s footsteps, gaze… all stopped at this moment.

“Well then…” Seeing this, Dr. Cox immediately turned her gaze to the man in the suit, “I’ll leave the rest to you.” She said this hastily, glanced at Brother Jue one last time, and then… ended the communication.

As the “video wall” transformed back into a colorless metal wall, the room… was enveloped in silence.

Inside the room, two men stood face to face.

They stared at each other silently, separated by a distance of about three meters.

Feng Bujue’s expression looked relaxed, with a smile playing on his lips, but there was always a hint of sharpness hidden in his eyes.

The man in the suit, on the other hand, wore a face of steel, without the slightest emotional fluctuation… even Brother Jue couldn’t deduce anything from his expression.

“What did you see?” Finally, the man in the suit broke the silence and asked first.

His voice was slightly hoarse, but it gave people a sense of stability and reliability.

As for the question he asked… it seemed a bit nonsensical to others, but Brother Jue understood what the other party was referring to as soon as he heard it.

“I can’t see anything.” In the next second, Feng Bujue replied without thinking.

“Is that so?” the man in the suit said.

“Yes,” Feng Bujue said.

“Even if I’m talking to you now, it’s the same?” the man in the suit asked.

“The same,” Brother Jue replied, “Observing you… is not as good as observing a statue, at least a statue contains a lot of the creator’s thoughts and feelings.”

After receiving this answer, the man in the suit was silent for a moment.

Then, he said again, “Do you know what I saw?”

“Heh…” Feng Bujue chuckled, “Why don’t you tell me?”

“What I saw was a cloud of mist,” the man in the suit continued, “In the center of the mist, there is a person I don’t understand; because this person has been dealing with that fog for many years, he has adapted to moving in this fog, and because of this… he can make everyone who wants to peep at him return empty-handed.”

Having said that, everyone must have heard that what they were asking and saying… was precisely their first impressions of each other.

“Hmm…” Hearing this, Feng Bujue tilted his head and sneered, “May I ask, what is your esteemed name?”

He deliberately spoke in a refined manner, wanting to test whether the other party could understand.

“You can call me Agent-d19, or…” The man in the suit not only understood Brother Jue’s words, but also didn’t find anything strange about them, “…Officer.”

“Okay, d19…” Feng Bujue continued, “You can call me Feng Bujue, or… hmm… anything is fine.”

While saying this, Brother Jue was still planning something else in his mind—"This guy didn’t show any doubt about my way of speaking and the content of my speech, and his response speed is also quite fast. From this, two assumptions can be made… First, he himself is proficient in Chinese; second, at this moment, he is being interfered with by the system, and he doesn’t even know it.”

On the other hand, d19 still kept a straight face, and continued in an almost unchanged tone, “Feng Bujue, next, I will begin interrogating you.”

He didn’t try to probe Brother Jue any further, but directly stated what he was going to do next.

Feng Bujue understood this situation, he knew… that people who did this were often convinced that they could gain a “dominant position” in the interrogation.

So, Brother Jue immediately asked, “I guess your interrogation will be accompanied by violence, right?”

“Of course,” d19 said, and suddenly raised his fist and punched Feng Bujue in the face.

Unexpectedly, at this moment… Brother Jue suddenly lowered his head and rushed forward, using a headbutt to actively meet the other party’s fist.

Crack crack crack crack—

Immediately afterwards, a series of very obvious sounds of human bones breaking rang out.

“I see…” When d19 retracted his hand, his expression finally changed a little, “You really are not an ordinary character…”

He was right… ordinary people really wouldn’t use their heads to bump into fists.

“You flatter me~ you flatter me~” Feng Bujue endured the pain coming from his forehead, and forcibly squeezed out a smile, and said to d19, “I think you’re more awesome… several fingers are fractured, but you didn’t even make a sound.” His eyes changed slightly, and his tone sharpened, “I guess… you’re not a normal person either, right?”

“I have indeed survived some ‘accidents’ caused by certain projects,” d19 said bluntly, “and after being ‘exposed to multiple projects,’ I have gained some special abilities.”

“Oh? Multiple projects?” Brother Jue raised his eyebrows and asked, “For example?”

“I can’t say,” d19 replied.

“Tch… I knew that would be the answer.” Feng Bujue spat and muttered disdainfully.

Bang—

Before he finished speaking, d19 actually waved his injured hand again and punched him…

At this distance, even with the help of Zero Time Differential Calculation, Brother Jue didn’t have time to use the same countermeasure as before… so, with his hands cuffed, he could only use his torso to withstand it.

“What the heck… what’s going on with this guy…” After being punched, Feng Bujue couldn’t help but curse in his heart, “Even with a fracture, he can still exert such great power, and even damaged my chest wall…”

The force transmitted from this punch was indeed very astonishing… If Feng Bujue was still in a state where his abilities were restricted (referring to the state when he first entered the script, not the state when he turned into a hybrid mutant), he might have been directly turned into white light.

Fortunately… Brother Jue had already lifted the restriction, so the defense power and equipment attributes of his level 50 character could all be added to the calculation; even so, just now, he still lost 13% of his survival value…

“Let me state in advance,” d19 stared at Feng Bujue at this time, and spoke again, “My habit is to beat the other party until they beg for mercy.”

Bang—

And the response to him was a kick.

This kick… came quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly…

Brother Jue aimed at the moment when the other party relaxed slightly because of speaking, bent over and pretended to be “very hurt by the punch just now,” and then kicked out.

It was too late to say it, but d19 was kicked in the abdomen, and then the whole person flew out; in the blink of an eye, his back hit the wall heavily.

“Oops…” A few seconds later, Feng Bujue’s mocking face returned, “It seems that your habits have to be changed.”

“Ugh—” d19 groaned, seeming to want to say something.

However…

After a brief struggle, he rolled his eyes, fell face down on the ground, and his life and death were unknown.

“Hmm… Did I use too much force accidentally?” This time, Feng Bujue was a little dumbfounded, “Judging from the strength of his punches, he is already stronger than many players, but I didn’t expect his defense and health to be so low…”

On this matter, Brother Jue was undoubtedly a bit emotional and took things for granted. d19’s resistance to strikes was at most stronger than that of ordinary humans, there was no reason for him to be able to withstand his sudden kick containing the power of [Rankyaku].

Buzz buzz buzz—

After more than ten seconds, the wall on one side of the room transformed into a display screen again, and Dr. Cox also appeared in the picture.

“As expected, you are a dangerous person.” Looking at Agent d19 lying on the ground, Cox’s attitude seemed very calm, and this “calmness” made Feng Bujue smell a conspiracy.

“Hey hey… it looks like I’m just acting in self-defense, right?” Feng Bujue shrugged and replied, “I’m the one who’s being beaten while wearing handcuffs.”

“When I say ‘dangerous,’ I mean physiologically,” Cox continued, “Your subjective emotions are not within the scope of consideration.”

“Heh… I thought you were going to say something else.” Feng Bujue sneered, “Then you should say I’m ‘powerful,’ not ‘dangerous.’”

“It’s all the same to us.” Cox said, and picked up her coffee cup from her desk, took a leisurely sip, and then said, “All I want is ‘data.’”

“Data…” Feng Bujue looked at the screen and muttered, “So… this is a ‘test’ for me?” As he said that, he turned his head to look at Agent d19, who was already lying face down and no longer moving, “If you want to do that kind of thing, you can use d-level personnel… or use instruments to test it, why use…”

“Who told you…” At this moment, Dr. Cox interrupted Brother Jue’s words, “That that is Agent d19?”

“Oh?” Hearing this, Feng Bujue’s expression changed slightly, “Don’t tell me… this so-called agent is actually disguised as a d-level personnel?”

Regarding this guess, Brother Jue himself thought it was unlikely.

Because “d19’s” temperament, conversation, and the power he released when he hit someone all showed that he was not an ordinary person.

“No, he is not a d-level personnel,” Dr. Cox quickly added, “But…”

Clang—

Click—

Before she could finish her explanation, the door of the room opened again.

This time, the person who walked in… was actually a man who looked exactly like d19.

“You hit pretty hard… Feng Bujue.” The new d19 who walked in looked exactly the same as the one who was knocked down by Brother Jue, and his clothes were exactly the same.

“Ho~” When Brother Jue saw the second d19 and heard his words, he instantly understood a lot of things, “Could it be… you have the ability to ‘copy’ yourself?”

“Sorry,” d19 replied, “I still can’t say.”

Although he didn’t say anything, when Brother Jue said the word “copy,” he still glanced at the “other d19” on the ground with a pretending casual look.

And this fleeting action… was completely caught in Brother Jue’s eyes.

“So… are you going to continue the interrogation?” Feng Bujue didn’t expose what he saw and thought, he just continued to say to d19 with the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

“No, there has never been an interrogation,” d19 replied.

“We’re just putting on a show for you,” Dr. Cox took over and said.

“Oh?” Feng Bujue looked suspicious, “Since when did it start? Could it be… your previous coquettishness, and the subsequent embarrassment and anger…”

“Yes, that is also an important part of the test,” Cox interrupted Brother Jue again, “We have to make you feel that you have seen through everything and controlled the situation.” She paused, “And your next performance… whether it is the ‘wisdom’ shown when dealing with me, or the ‘martial power’ shown when being attacked by the agent, is what we want to see.”

Her words were by no means hindsight, just listening to her tone, she knew that everything was indeed within her plan.

Therefore, when he heard this, a nameless fire rose in Feng Bujue’s heart…

“Okay, your performance is impressive.” On the other side, d19 took another step forward at this time and made a “please” gesture to Brother Jue, “Please… Feng Bujue,”

The direction his hand pointed was obviously the door of this room.

“What? Suddenly decided to take me to another place again?” Feng Bujue asked.

d19’s attitude was as cold as ever: “It wasn’t a sudden decision.” He replied seriously, “Before I came to this room, your next stop had already been determined.”

“Heh…” Feng Bujue smiled casually, and turned his gaze back to the d19 who was beaten like a dog gnawing on mud on the ground, “It seems that I have no way to refuse…” He suppressed the anger in his heart and decided to cooperate with the other party.

Soon, Feng Bujue honestly left the room with handcuffs on under d19’s escort.

As for the first d19 who was knocked down on the ground, he was just left in the room…

According to Brother Jue’s speculation, the process of the real d19 creating this “clone” must be relatively easy, otherwise he wouldn’t have put on such an indifferent appearance.

Of course, there is also a possibility that the d19 who is talking to Brother Jue at this moment—is also a clone.

…………

Five minutes later, in Dr. Cox’s office.

Didi… Didi…

The electronic doorbell at the door made two beeps, announcing that someone was visiting.

“Come in.” Dr. Cox didn’t even confirm who was outside the door, and responded.

Then, the door opened…

Under d19’s guidance, Feng Bujue came to Cox’s office.

As soon as the two met, their eyes collided in mid-air, like two shrewd hunters… both thinking of turning the other into their prey…