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Chapter 322 - 241: Omen of Destruction

Chapter 322: Chapter 241: Omen of Destruction

Three months after Eisenberg-Adler’s imprisonment, he achieved the second grand feat of his life—asexual reproduction.

Without contact with any opposite sex, same sex, or even life form, Dr. Eisenberg gave birth to a son, or more accurately, a lump of substance as black and muddy as sludge. When the mechanical guard arrived, the puddle of mud was writhing incessantly on the ground.

The growth rate of the mud was astonishing; the guard gave it a separate cell, and in less than a month, it grew to the size of an adult and looked almost identical to Dr. Eisenberg.

This was a miracle—such a creature had never been recorded in the Judge’s genetic database.

However, unprecedented evil followed. When it tried to probe the creature’s mind and soul, the sight that met the Judge’s eyes, even as an artificial intelligence, caused a strong sense of discomfort—a silent and desolate universe with no signs of life anywhere, all traces of human civilization erased.

This was the future the mud had shown, and it was precisely for this that it had come.

What the Judge found even more incomprehensible was that, after some time in contact with the mud, even the mechanical guards began to change.

Their internal systems malfunctioned, making them overly aggressive, like the impulsive and irritable prisoners, unable to control their behavior, completely dominated by rage and the urge to destroy.

The impact on humans was even worse.

Before the mud was locked in this special cell, it directly caused three serious injury incidents involving human guards, two of whom had to leave the Prison Planet, relying on life support devices to survive day by day.

"So that’s why you locked it up here?"

Mr. Owl noted down everything he had just heard, feeling that every word the Judge had just spoken could become a hot news topic.

The Universe Company had never mentioned that such a dangerous creature was imprisoned in the jail on Prison Planet.

"We found that this creature has inherited certain aspects of Eisenberg’s personality and memories. This cell represents the most fearful moment in Eisenberg’s memories. Whenever the isolation chamber’s alarm goes off, its influence on the surroundings weakens, which is the only way we’ve found to suppress it."

Due to its evil nature and destructive abilities, it was sentenced to 1721 years.

The Judge placed cell 1721 at the deepest part of the prison and created the Titan to guard the entrance, keeping all who attempted to rescue it at bay.

But what had just happened confirmed the Judge’s worst fears.

Even the Titan had been corrupted by it.

System errors ensued, followed by indiscriminate attacks, just like the previously crazed machinery.

"You mentioned that the rescuers were actually after it. Since you imprisoned it here, how did it manage to communicate with the outside world?"

Duan Mingyuan couldn’t help but suspect that the "Key of Dominance" might also have been passed to the Silver Lotus Family by 1721.

The Shanqi Commerce Association had always been planning a rescue operation, but now it seemed that what they really wanted to rescue was not Eisenberg himself, but this freak that inherited Eisenberg’s memories and personality.

This also seemed to mean that 1721 inherited all of Dr. Eisenberg’s knowledge and would not be constrained by any moral conscience belonging to humans.

After being exposed, "Eisenberg," bound by chains to a chair, grinned viciously, eying Duan Mingyuan and Mr. Owl hungrily.

"It’s unknown. We have severed all external communication from this cell and even placed it underneath Black Lake, yet it still manages to contact the outside world in some unknown way. A total of six assaults have been launched by outside forces."

Although each assault was repelled, the rescuers became increasingly skilled, and the forces dispatched grew more and more substantial.

"Haven’t you thought of completely killing it, to remove the future threat?"

Mr. Owl asked.

In his view, it was necessary to humanely destroy a creature with such extreme malice towards humanity.

As if in answer to Mr. Owl’s question, the mechanical guard transformed its left hand into a sharp knife right before their eyes and stabbed it straight into 1721’s chest. 1721’s eyes bulged, his mouth opened wide, exaggerating a horrified expression, but soon the look of horror turned into one of mockery.

As the knife pierced its chest, the substance that sprayed out was not blood, but a thick black liquid.

Immediately after, the scalpel blade released a blinding electric current, causing 1721 to convulse nonstop in the chair.

The Owl smelled something burning, but 1721 was laughing wildly, his laughter echoing in the room for a long time as if to mock the mechanical warden’s overestimation of itself.

"We’ve tried many methods, even when it’s broken into pieces, it only reverts to a muddy state, which brings more trouble," he said.

In the last attempt to exterminate 1721, a small part of the splattered mud had hidden in the drainage, causing the largest riot in the history of Prison Planet.

"We’ve lingered here too long, please leave immediately."

The mechanical warden’s alarm sounded the warning.

The safe interaction time with 1721 was 13 minutes and 49 seconds, after which the desire for destruction would be implanted into the human brain, and not even the strongest will could resist its invasion.

However, The Owl did not heed the mechanical warden’s advice and stayed in place as if bewitched.

clicked his tongue with delight, "Aw, it looks like your database needs an update again, 13 minutes and 49 seconds is outdated."

"Mr. Owl, I’ve heard many stories about you," 1721 said seductively.

"You always crave the truth, wanting to write reports of real value, I know that. So why don’t you pull out the knife you’ve been hiding, stab it into their chests, and then we can sit down and have a good chat. I’ll tell you everything you want to know," he tempted.

Duan Mingyuan seemed bewitched as well.

He moved faster than The Owl, who hadn’t yet had a chance to take out his knife, and grabbed an iron rod that had appeared from who knows where.

"Be careful! While you’re still conscious, block your ears!" the mechanical warden hastily instructed.

It never imagined that even Duan Mingyuan would be influenced by the will of 1721. With this avatar’s strength, it was insufficient to stop Duan Mingyuan from leaving the cell with 1721.

"Looks like you’re a step behind," 1721 said contently, watching everything unfolding before him. "No matter how hard you try, you can’t stop me from leaving this prison. Fate was sealed from the beginning."

Duan Mingyuan’s arrival was—

"Bang!"

A muffled sound interrupted 1721.

The iron rod crashed into his forehead, caving in part of his head. At the same time, The Owl’s eyes cleared.

Before 1721 could recover, the same iron rod used to attack him was handed to him.

"Mr. 1721, I’ve heard many stories about you," said Duan Mingyuan, handing over the weapon.

He watched 1721 intently, "You always want to escape this prison, I know that. So why don’t you take this iron rod and smash it hard against your own forehead?"

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound replied to him.

The iron rod struck 1721’s forehead again, causing him and the chair to topple to the ground.

"I see," said Duan Mingyuan, stroking his chin in sudden realization, sincerely thanking him, "Much obliged for the lesson."