I disguised as the second personality of a beautiful girl

Chapter 4 Bitten

Mon5's missing.

It is foreseeable that the scientists in the laboratory will go crazy.

Not only scientists will go crazy, but the high-level executives of Illusion Technology will also be furious, and they may even dig up the land of Tokyo to find it at all costs.

The company will never give up on projects that consume countless energy and financial resources!

"..."

Orihara Feng saw the pros and cons.

While Mon5 brings a bright future, it also brings a huge hidden danger.

A huge threat from a company that looks at the world and is also a first-line company.

Phantom Technology is on the same level as Nautilus Group, the world's largest arms dealer, and Night Drive International, the world's largest private security consulting company, in the entire 11th district, one of the three giants.

If Mon5 is discovered, he will be rewarded by the world of black, white and gray in an instant, and he will face endless pursuit for the rest of his life.

When it comes to life and death, Orihara Feng takes it lightly.

But he still has work to do, so he can only do his best to hide it.

If you can use it, don’t use it, and if you use it, you must eliminate all information outflow ports.

In contrast, the fact that the parasite intended to invade his body was relatively minor, and Orihara Feng personally took it lightly and was not brainwashed by the nonsense of "all prosperity, all damage" and "share weal and woe".

If it wasn't for its usefulness, there wouldn't even be a chance to talk about cooperation.

Yes.

He just received an optional mission from the special character "Mon5" to take revenge on the Illusion Technology Corporation and kill those Frankensteins...

Orihara Feng neither accepted nor refused.

If the situation is right in the future, maybe I can help, but definitely not now.

……

AM, 7:00.

Orihara Kaede, who only rested for four hours, opened his eyes naturally according to the biological clock, got up to wash up, and then exercised according to the method of "Prisoner Fitness" daily to maintain the necessary physical fitness.

The evolution of organisms can develop toward enough, and will not tend to perfection.Exercising every day is to make the body think that it needs strength at present, so as to strengthen the muscles. If the exercise is not continued, the body will think that it does not need it, which will weaken the physical fitness.

This kind of exercise started five years ago, also because of the need.

"Shit bro, enough energy is consumed, enough, I'm starving to death!"

"Please stop!"

"...Polis!"

"..."

Because he couldn't stand the nagging, and according to the agreement made not long ago, he couldn't be locked in the small black room for no reason, so Orihara Feng could only stop.

"how?"

"I'm starving to death!"

Mon5 roared, fully expressing its anger.

The implication is: Hurry up!To Grandpa!Find something to eat!
"You don't suck blood?" Orihara Feng asked.

"What? How much energy does human blood have? Eating a raw human is almost the same."

"Repetitive muscle training is an extremely inefficient method. We can eat something, eat as much as we want, aren't we happy?"

Orihara Maple: "...wait a minute."

"How long will it be?"

"get off work."

"..."

The food that Mon5 refers to is naturally not rice and chicken. Orihara Maple can only provide part of the energy for the ordinary food these people eat, and the main thing is that it needs to ingest it by itself.

Otherwise, the energy supply is insufficient, and the quality is low, and it will fall into a dormant state.

Amidst howling, Orihara Feng ate some bread, a bottle of milk, and two eggs, put on a white coat and went out.

Since Mon5 came to stay overnight, he found that he eats a lot more. The reason is that his physique has become stronger, and his energy diversion is also one of the reasons.

"I didn't expect that people like you still have jobs. They are like canned herring, smelly and stuffy, and your social skills are equal to rotten eggs. I thought you were a sitter."

"..."

Orihara Feng didn't seem to hear it, and kept silent.

"weirdo."

Mon5 sighed secretly.

Orihara Maple gave it the first feeling... It was lifeless, without any vitality or vitality.

There is an indescribable melancholy and deep feeling in his body.

Faint, seemingly non-existent, like a piece of sunken wood that has been covered in dust for a long time, it can still emit a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus after ancient times, and there is also an indescribable sense of loneliness.

To put it bluntly, he is the kind of person who tells a story at first sight.

What he admired the most was Orihara Feng's calmness after something happened, which can be said to have reached a morbid level.

It's like unfortunately suffering from some kind of serious disease that has lost the ability to feel fear, and I don't know what fear is.She cherishes words like gold, only speaks when necessary, and has a gloomy face all year round.

Two words to describe: Weird coffee.

"This clothes... are you a doctor?"

Seeing Orihara Kaede's familiar white coat, Mon5 was a little surprised, but it didn't think about it.

"..."

Still ignoring it, Orihara Kaede walked into the elevator silently and pressed the button for the next floor.

Mon5 can talk to him through bone conduction, but he can't. Talking to the air can easily increase the attention of the outside world and increase the risk of exposure.

"The smell of blood."

Not far away from the apartment building, Mon5 suddenly said something.

Orihara Feng raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw a policeman with live ammunition standing at the entrance of the alley, and a group of nearby residents chattering and discussing outside the cursor barrier.

"Looks like someone is dead, go and have a look!" Mon5 exclaimed faintly excitedly.

In principle, Orihara Feng didn't join in the fun, but considering that it happened not far away, it would never be wrong to know something, so he went over to take a look.

It's a pity that it's late.

The corpse had been put into a body bag, and there was no useful information to be seen, only blood dripping all over the floor, and a frightening smell.

Judging by the enthusiasm of those around them, they are not afraid.

Death... On the contrary, it became a decompression adjustment for their boring and repetitive life.

When the surrounding residents saw Orihara Kaede approaching, especially when they saw the conspicuous white coat, their expressions suddenly changed obviously, it was an inferior cringe.

It's no secret that he works in a research institute under Illusion Technology.

The combination of large enterprises and research institutes represents a variety of extremely realistic meanings, such as intellectuals, high income, evolution, and high social status.

It is always different from working in these small companies, small factories, or ordinary people without jobs.

But the younger ones don't understand the barriers between classes.

Reaching out, Orihara Kaede grabbed a playful ponytail from the crowd.

Soon, a 12-year-old middle school girl was pulled aside.

"Uncle, let go, if you pull it a few times, your hair will fall out."

"Uncle?"

Hearing this address, Mon5 smirked, "You can't blame the little girl for having a sweet mouth, after all, she is your age, and you are indeed an uncle."

"Not going to school, watching the fun here?" Orihara Feng looked at her indifferently.

The little girl with a pretty face in front of her was a kid on the same floor of the apartment, barely a neighbor.

Ever since one day, when he meddled in the alley and kicked over older male classmates who were bullying girls, this guy often appeared in front of him, chattering non-stop, like brown candy.

"It's still early, didn't Nissan just go to work? Hehe..." Ogura Ai stuck out her tongue mischievously at him.

"What's the matter?"

Orihara Feng glanced at the crowd.

"He's dead. He was only found this morning. I heard that he was an office worker in the apartment. He was eaten when he returned home. It's very miserable, very miserable..." Ogura Ai showed a little scared expression on his face. .

It's just a little scared.

In the outer city of Tokyo, in the yellow area, death is not uncommon, because every once in a while someone will be transformed into a mutant due to excessive black crystal pollution.

In addition, in this bustling metropolis, there are still quite a few monsters hidden. They hunt and prey under various dark sides. Almost every day or two, people will find themselves in a dark and cramped corner. wreckage.

People who live here have long been familiar with this.

(End of this chapter)