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.

abuse he was throwing at me, I endured and

no longer

my fists, I closed my eyes.

I don't have all

"…"

I moved towards the entrance of the

"Tsk, what an idiot."

was about to leave the room,

room, I closed my eyes

it,' I thought. 'The moment I step out of

Seven months.

was how long I had been waiting for this day. The day that I would finally escape from this hellish

the time was finally

the conflicts between the union continuously escalating each day, it was now the optimal time for me to escape. Especially since most of the higher-ups were out holding back the

"What are you doing?"

voice reached my ears. Silently turning around, I took a step out

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

of

"..."

saying anything, I raised both of my hands. On them were two thick

—Click! —Click!

into my bracelets and unlocking them, I could instantly feel my

I've removed

and put the bracelets away. Inching closer to my face,

that you're rank. That's stronger

to make sure that there were

—Pa!

smacking sound echoed across the corridor. The right

stronger than me? In the end, you can't

"..."

reaction, Mark waved his hand and shooed

time for your training to

"..."

however, I did not

You've got something to

I

"W-what—khu"

those words escaped from my

watched as my hand arrived

"Khh..."

his throat, I grabbed

Yet.

Mark struggled, he couldn't free himself from

Let go! A-re

at Mark, a small smirk appeared on my lips. Instantly,

To begin with, for someone to be betray something, they had to be a part of it. Not once

"W-what?"

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

never

my grip on his throat tightened. "If I wasn't so pressed for time, I would've taken my sweet time with you. I mean, surely you wouldn't forget about all of the horrible things

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

But.

I didn't have enough

"T-th—"

of my grip on his throat, I hoarsely said. "The only reason I'm even speaking to you is so that you know who

Kracka—!

chance to speak, clenching my hand, the sound of bones breaking echoed

wanted him to realize who he had

—Thud!

ground, I closed my eyes

"...Next."

underwear and taking out a small black

was slowly dying on the floor, I

"Stay still."