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Chapter 1373: Chapter 1222: Freedom (Please Subscribe!)
Evening.
Mexico.
West coast.
The sun setting in the west.
A deserted beach.
It was getting a bit dim, the sea surface relatively calm, when suddenly, a person in Mexican military uniform emerged and walked towards the shore, holding a small spherical object in his hand.
Arriving at the beach.
He gently tossed the object into the water.
Then walked forward about ten meters.
The next moment.
A flash of light.
Nearly two hundred people appeared lying in the shallow waters by the shore, of various races and ages, some of whom were captured by the laboratory and after professional ’disinfection’, were directly released.
This was not all.
Because many were still undergoing treatment.
This laboratory.
Not many of the subjects were intact; most had one problem or another, many hardly different from being half-dead. Tang Qing had three choices, one was to find a pit and bury them alive.
Second.
Euthanize, then bury.
Third.
Cure them, send them back.
After much thought.
Tang Qing still couldn’t do such things, and since it wasn’t going to cost much, he simply chose the latter; sometimes, a thorn in the heart could be a long-lasting shadow.
Better do some good deeds.
And on the shore.
A pile of clothes was also teleported.
Currently.
Five hours since the explosion on the island.
The ’Kovalro’ organization still knew nothing about it, but soon, they would find out, and then fall into the second pit dug by the Fighters.
"Ah~~"
"What happened?"
"WHAT?"
"My God, we made it out."
"..."
Because the teleportation spot was in the water, the cold sea quickly revived everyone, their instinct for survival making them scramble to their feet, looking around in a daze.
Made it out.
They actually made it out!
God!
Had they finally escaped that hellhole?
Some couldn’t believe it and used an old method, pinching themselves; the intense pain made them realize it wasn’t a dream, memories of what happened flashed through their minds.
Intense alarm sounds.
Security personnel ready for combat.
And.
It seemed like someone threw a smoke bomb.
Then.
They passed out, never seeing who threw it. Because they were knocked out before the self-destruction order, they were transferred to the Transmission Area, hence they didn’t know the Base was destroyed.
No white coats around.
But.
Safety still couldn’t be assured.
Who knew if they were thrown onto an uninhabited island to fend for themselves? With those people’s style, it was totally possible since some of them had even participated in the ’Kovalro Survival Battle’.
Ultimately.
They couldn’t escape being used as experimental subjects, the people of ’Kovalro’ enjoyed toying with others.
"Cough cough."
Fighter coughed twice.
Instantly.
The eyes of over two hundred people turned his way; they all wore laboratory clothes except for Fighter, who stood out. Seeing this ’peacock’, people gathered together out of fear.
"Don’t be nervous, you are out of the laboratory."
Fighter said.
However.
No one dared to relax.
"I’ll reiterate it one more time. Now, you are no longer under the laboratory’s control; you also heard the alarm before. I have good news for you, we have purged that place of sin."
"Whether you believe it or not, it’s up to you. Currently, you are on the west coast of Mexico, walk that way, less than ten kilometers and there is a small town, surely someone recognizes the name—Drulles."
"From now on, living or dying is up to you. Once you get to a safe place, my advice is to hide your identity, otherwise, if they find you again, don’t blame me."
"It’s better to change these clothes before you leave."
Fighter finished speaking.
Still, no one moved.
Trust.
For them, it was a luxury, Fighter had no obligation to gain their trust, having spoken, he picked up the Teleportation Node on the ground, and ran towards the town, quickly disappearing into the jungle.
What followed.
Mexico’s task.
To transport the Teleportation Node.
Watching Fighter leave, they exchanged confused looks, was this some sort of ’escape game’? Could the man who just spoke be in the jungle, hunting them, or could the jungle be full of ’hunters’?
The sea breeze blew.
Chilly.
"What should we do?"
"Is this real?"
"It’s getting dark, should we run?" The sun was setting, and judging by the weather, it was going to be pitch black soon, if they didn’t run now, what if they missed the best opportunity?
"This really is the west side of Drulles, I’ve been here before."
Suddenly, someone exclaimed with joy.
Others looked over.
"Yes, that’s right, this is the southwest side of Drulles, my brother and I came here for an adventure once, I’ve been here, see, that stone pestle, doesn’t it look like a bull horn? I remember it."
"..."
With someone to testify.
Soon.
The crowd reached a consensus—to go.
Then.
They changed their clothes.
Over two hundred people.
Ran towards the distant jungle, the lure of freedom powerful, their only thought now was to find a crowded place, for that could bring a sense of security.
Being tied to a bed.
Had given them a new understanding of life.
Being alive.
Freedom.
Had never been so enchanting.
About twenty minutes later.
As it grew darker, they had already run onto a main road, looking at the occasional cars and the twinkling lights of a town in the distance, they almost cried, finally, they were rescued.
Once in town.
They split up on the spot, not planning to make contact with each other, as that man said, they had escaped, and the power behind them would certainly investigate; the more people who knew, the more danger for themselves.
Expose it?
They really didn’t have the nerve.
...
Actually.
Tang Qing didn’t expect them to go to the media.
To be honest.
It wouldn’t be very effective.
With the power of ’Kovalro’.
They could suppress it in minutes, even accuse the others of slander, also, even if there was evidence, there would be too many people responsible, ’Kovalro’ had no legal ties to that laboratory.
In the end.
It would wither on the vine.
Unless he added fuel to the fire, but Tang Qing’s goal was to take over ’Kovalro’, not to incite everyone to destroy it, even if others wanted to destroy it, Tang Qing didn’t want to.
This organization.
Had become his to command.
To destroy it.
Would make it tough to rebuild.
So.
While he could stir up trouble for ’Kovalro’.
He couldn’t mess it all up.
He didn’t like cleaning up.
Tango wanted it for its connections with so many powerful ’Directors’, a network not easily replicated, otherwise, without these connections, he wouldn’t hesitate to crush this organization.
However.
The trouble he needed to cause.
Still needed to be caused.
