The Author's POV

Days passed, and eventually, five more months flew by. It had now been about seven months since I had entered this place, and a lot of things changed.

Especially since my fight with Xavier, which took place around half a year ago.

Ever since then, the number of successful subjects increased from three to fifteen, and the conditions I had been living in had improved drastically.

Once again, my room changed. This time, it was a lot more 'practical' as although it lacked any luxury, it had a private training facility.

As a result of the improved conditions, my strength saw a significant boost.

Training every day, and being fed all sorts of weird stuff, my strength surged at a faster rate than ever before. Even more than when I was at the Lock learning from Monica and Donna.

Within half a year, I had reached rank, almost rank. Something that I would've never thought possible when first arriving here.

In around seven months, I shot up to almost rank. This was a speed that perhaps only Kevin could rival.

Other than that.

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[★★★ Full-body martial arts]

Hand-to-Hand combat technique dedicated to utilizing every single part of the body to incapacitate the enemy. It may be a 3-star art, but upon mastery, it can be used to complement other forms of martial art.

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This was the technique that I had been learning for the past two months. A generic three-star technique that every subject was forced to learn.

And because I was learning this, my swordsmanship saw no significant boost during the past seven months. I wasn't saddened by this as I had now tackled one of my biggest weaknesses. Fighting without a sword.

But not everything was good.

Splash—!

Walking towards the sink and washing my face, I turned my head slightly. Brushing my hair up, I looked at a small scar on the back of my head.

"Khh...it still hurts."

Touching the scar, my face twitched in pain.

About a month ago I underwent a surgical procedure at the hands of Joseph. A chip was installed into my brain.

The chip was something that Joseph had created and what it did was essentially increase the computational abilities of the user. In short, it made someone think at a much faster rate than before. A basic necessity for the super-soldiers he wanted to create.

That was good and all, but unfortunately, there was also a tracking device installed in it. Unaware of such a device existing in the novel, I was unable to prevent this, and thus, stuck with the chip inside of my head, I had to delay my escape plan for another couple of months.

To make matters worse, two months ago, apart from one that I had been saving for a while, I had run out of healing potions.

The only reason I was able to remain sane till now was that the number of dosages I took also saw a dramatic decrease compared to before.

But this was a given.

After all, the dosages did damage the nervous system. Too many and they would only give the opposite effect of what they wanted. Instead of a super-soldier, they'd get an idiot.

Clank—!

"876, it's time to go"

Barging into the room and disrupting me out of my thoughts, was the same guard that had been attending me for the past seven months.

Throwing me a look of disdain, he stepped to the side and gestured with his hand.

"Hurry up, don't waste the professor's time."

"…"

Turning around, I Indifferently looked at him. No words escaped from my mouth.

Since I was supposed to be 'emotionless' I had to act the part. Therefore, without speaking a word I complied with everything the guard was saying.

was throwing at me, I endured and pretended to

no longer

my fists, I closed my eyes. The gears of my mind

don't have all day." The guard impatiently

"…"

again not responding, I moved towards the entrance

"Tsk, what an idiot."

about to leave the room, my footsteps halted. Turning around, I looked back

back at the room, I closed my

of this room is

Seven months.

waiting for this day. The day that I would

of planning, the time was

each day, it was now the optimal time for me to escape. Especially since most of

"What are you doing?"

Silently turning around, I took a step

*

I had been all too familiar with, the guard, Mark, stopped in front of the corridor that led to the training ground. Tapping

of your

"..."

both of my

—Click! —Click!

unlocking them, I could instantly feel

removed your

away, Mark patted his hands and put

think that you're rank.

around and looking at the corridor to make sure that there were no cameras present, Mark raised

—Pa!

corridor. The right side of my cheek

you're stronger than me? In the end, you

"..."

by my reaction, or lack of reaction, Mark waved his hand and shooed

it's time for

"..."

his surprise, however, I did not

got something to

I said. "...as a matter of

"W-what—khu"

those words escaped from my

my face and extending my hand, to Mark's horror, he watched as my hand arrived before his throat. It was

"Khh..."

rough texture of his throat, I grabbed his throat. A

Yet.

matter how much Mark struggled, he couldn't free himself from his

doing?! Let go! A-re you betraying

smirk appeared on my lips. Instantly, a look of fear appeared on Mark's

with, for someone to be betray something,

"W-what?"

words had a great impact on Mark as his face visibly paled. He was slowly starting to understand

were never brainwashed,

months, my grip on his throat tightened. "If I wasn't so pressed for time, I would've taken my sweet time with you.

this piece of scum before him. Now that I was presented with the chance to get rid of him, a part

But.

I didn't have

"T-th—"

with you any longer." Clenching my teeth and once again increasing the strength of my grip on his throat, I

Kracka—!

words, without giving Mark any chance to speak, clenching my hand,

torture him, I wanted him to realize who he had

—Thud!

I closed my eyes

"...Next."

black bracelet, I channeled my mana and a wooden mask

slowly dying on the floor,

"Stay still."