Chapter 1168
Gendo Ikari: The NTR is outrageous!
Really
Through the lenses of her gas mask, Naoko Akagi's gaze was fixed on the ghostly yet powerful figure emerging from the smoke. Her cheeks flushed uncontrollably, and even her ears turned bright red. Only one thought remained in her mind: So cool.
Even though the surroundings were filled with the smell of blood, even though screams echoed everywhere, even though there was a bloody hunting scene in front of her, she felt no fear at all. Instead, she felt extremely at ease. The feeling of being protected with all her might spread from her fingertips to her whole body, warm and reassuring.
In fact, no one knew that Naoko Akagi, who was so engrossed in scientific research, was not quite normal herself. Having dealt with cold instruments and data for many years, she had become dulled and even numb to worldly good and evil and bloody scenes. Compared to the fear of ordinary people, what she cared about more was the person protecting her at this moment.
She watched quietly as Cui Ming moved through the smoke, as he efficiently and skillfully reaped the lives of the intruders. Even amidst the chaos and bloodshed, he never looked back, but steadily protected her in a safe corner. Her cheeks grew hotter and hotter, her heartbeat became more and more rapid, and even her breathing became somewhat disordered.
啊.
Naoko Akagi lowered her eyes slightly, a hint of shyness and certainty in them. She thought to herself: He did this for me. He could have gotten away on his own, but he took me with him and protected me. He cares about me.
Once the thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed, and even the surrounding smell of blood seemed to fade considerably.
Meanwhile, on the world's side, the consciousness was watching everything in the research institute with great interest from across the void, its voice trembling with excitement as if it were about to jump up: "Great! Great! Bro! Awesome! That's fucking awesome!"
As it watched, it silently defended itself in its heart: Don't wrong me! I didn't do anything, I didn't deliberately guide Akagi Naoko. She took the bait herself, she was moved by Cui Ming's appearance!
Seeing Akagi Naoko blushing and overjoyed, the World Consciousness couldn't help but mutter to itself: Sure enough, these geniuses are all crazy. A normal person would be scared out of their wits if they saw such a bloody scene in the middle of the night. Only they could have such thoughts and feelings at a time like this.
Logically speaking, as the master of the world, World Consciousness should not be so emotional, should not say such vulgar things, and should not be so gloating, but it is really angry!
Those damn geniuses, each one of them thinks too highly of themselves, treating the whole world as their playground and testing ground, messing around as they please. In the end, they not only blew up the whole world, but also attracted a bunch of monsters that were beyond the world itself, turning this world into a chaotic mess and causing widespread suffering.
Anyone would be furious if this happened to them! The more World Consciousness thought about it, the angrier he became, and his tone grew increasingly irritable: After all, it's like a kid playing with firecrackers at home, having a great time, and then suddenly throwing them into the kitchen, turning the whole house into ruins! In this situation, if you don't beat the kid to a pulp, then you're something else!
Watching Cui Ming continue to crush the intruders in the smoke, and seeing the shyness and relief in Akagi Naoko's eyes, its anger subsided slightly—thankfully, there was still Cui Ming as a variable, who might be able to pull this ruined world back on track.
Meanwhile, Cui Ming's hunt continued unabated. He showed no sign of stopping, his figure still weaving through the billowing smoke. Every strike was precise and deadly, making him a true demon in the smoke, silent yet omnipresent.
No one knew that the smoke that filled the entire research institute was not ordinary interference smoke, but a special smoke that Cui Ming had specially prepared. It could not only blur vision, but also block thermal imaging signals. Combined with the special trench coat that Cui Ming was wearing, even if the SEELE soldiers used thermal imaging equipment to search, the screen would only show a mess of interference waves, and they would not be able to find any trace of Cui Ming.
Cui Ming slammed his spiked club down on the soldier in front of him, watching him fall to the ground with a thud. His eyes remained expressionless, but a strange, indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up inside him. He even clicked his tongue softly—in truth, he felt quite pleased. After all, it had been a long time since he had so freely played the role of a demon in the smoke, since he had so closely reaped enemy lives. Previously, in his battles with the Star Guides, he had encountered only enormous enemies, whose attacks were capable of devastating cataclysmic destruction. There was no opportunity for stealthy maneuvering and precise hunting; he could only endure the blows head-on.
Only when I was in the Ultraman world, fighting those cunning aliens, could I occasionally play around like this, using the environment and skills to crush my enemies.
Now, amidst this pervasive smog, facing these armed but blindly sheep-like SEELE soldiers, he finally had a real opportunity to put his skills, honed in the trenches and in the darkness, to use!
He flashed past, dodging a soldier's indiscriminate firing, and swiftly slit open the man's throat with his shovel, the movement swift and decisive. The soldier's screams echoed in his ears, and warm blood clung to his feet. Cui Ming's movements became even more fluid, and the exhilaration in his heart grew stronger—this feeling of control and unbridled expression was even more satisfying than beating up Liufen Yiyuantang.
The SEELE soldiers were already consumed by this invisible fear. They fired wildly into the smoke, but couldn't even touch the enemy. They were silently hunted down one by one by Cui Ming. Despair, like a tide, gradually overwhelmed their last shred of reason.
"Cough cough cough! Monster! It's a monster."
A SEELE soldier huddled in a corner, coughing incessantly from the smoke, his face filled with fear and despair. He mustered his last strength to scream, but before he could finish speaking, a dark figure appeared silently before him like a ghost.
Cui Ming looked down at him, his tone flat and devoid of any warmth, his lips barely curving into a smile: "Well said, goodbye."
boom!!!!
Before he finished speaking, Cui Ming's spiked club, carrying immense force, slammed down on the soldier. The dull thud was accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking. The soldier didn't even have time to let out a complete scream before he instantly lost his breath, his body limply collapsing to the ground, completely still.
With that final blow, all was quiet. Cui Ming's hunt was finally over.
The peculiar smoke that had permeated the research institute gradually began to dissipate, leaving the stench of blood and the acrid smell of smoke mingling and growing stronger. Cui Ming slowly straightened up, his hands hanging at his sides. His spiked club and shovel were covered in blood and bits of flesh, dripping onto the ground with a clear, rhythmic "drip-drip" sound in the silent institute. (End of Chapter)