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Chapter 836 - 836 435 Obediently work hard for me (4200)

Chapter 836: 435 Obediently work hard for me! (4200) Chapter 836: 435 Obediently work hard for me! (4200) “Teacher… Teacher?”

In the cold corridor, Siegel, a massive man covered in scars like a bear, was visibly emotional. He looked at his gray-haired teacher, his happiness evident. For Siegel, Otto, the former Vice Dean of the Clinic, was undoubtedly the person he respected the most. Two years ago, when signs of Wild Beast transformation appeared on Otto, he voluntarily requested to be confined to the third level of the Wild Beast’s Nest.

Siegel admired his teacher’s decision, as it was the responsibility of every hunter at the Clinic. But deep down, he still felt a sense of loss for the Vice Dean, who was like a father to him. Because being imprisoned in the Wild Beast’s Nest meant an inevitable end, where the last bit of sanity was erased and death followed upon complete transformation.

However, the new Dean of the Clinic, the second-ranked Dark Hunt Blood Fist, had only been in the third level of the Wild Beast’s Nest for a short while. Four prisoners had been subdued? And it seemed that through some special method, their sanity had been restored?

Siegel couldn’t help but feel that Otto, who walked out from inside, kept his eyes fixed on him, evaluating him with a look reserved for an elder.

“You little rascal, how come you have so many scars? Didn’t I tell you two years ago when I was locked up to give your all during tasks but not to be recklessly headstrong? Don’t foolishly charge to the front every time; you’d be the first to die, you silly young man…” said the middle-aged man in hunting gear walking behind Casio.

He walked straight over, his complaints spilling out, but his arms were wide open. With a slight smile on his face, he gave a bewildered, excited Siegel a hug. Since Siegel was quite hefty, Otto just briefly encircled him. One hand patted Siegel’s arm, muscular as a concrete pillar: “Good boy, although you look quite battered. But two years have passed and you’re still so strong…”

“Teacher! It is really you, Teacher!” Siegel finally fully realized. His nearly disfigured face bore a smile, unattractive but deeply heartfelt. Siegel stood like a goofy bear, letting Otto ramble on him. When Otto paused, Siegel finally asked, “Teacher, did you solve your problem?”

He glanced at Casio, then back at his teacher.

“Most of it,” Otto said very casually, “Disasters are the most stubborn poison in this world, especially for us patients who have already progressed to a critical condition. For Lord Blood Fist to allow us to regain our sanity, even temporarily maintain our human forms, is already incredibly miraculous. I dare not ask for more…”

“As long as sanity is restored, that’s enough, that’s enough…”

Siegel nodded. This was the real problem caused by the Disasters-induced beast transformations. If it were just about the hunters’ grotesque appearances due to Dark Biological Transformation, that wouldn’t be much of an issue. After all, some hunters’ Source Energy abilities also cause weird and fierce looks, at most making them look a bit strange. But completely losing sanity, unable to distinguish friend from foe, starting to develop the dark creatures’ cannibalistic instincts—those were the real threats affecting the Dark Hunt Organization at its core.

“Lord Blood Fist truly deserves his status as a Shadow Hunter promoted to second-ranked Dark Hunt the moment he joined, my previous worries were entirely superfluous…”

Siegel also showed a sense of gratitude and admiration towards Casio.

Next to him, Otto also looked back, seeming to instruct Nine Snakes and two others with Casio, his expression somewhat complex. His mind still retained the image of the fierce Demon Idol, dominating as it effortlessly crushed the four strongest criminals on the third level with each punch. This man, who appeared coldly handsome, was actually more fierce than the cruelest prisoner.

Just now in the enclosed Hall on the third level, the four banded together but were quickly overwhelmed, falling to the ground like meat on a chopping board at the mercy of others.

After confirming everyone was incapacitated, Casio used his Spirit Rune abilities to draw out a large amount of Disasters from their bodies. This precious ancient Auspicious Sound Rune seemed to have inherent storage effects, indiscriminately absorbing any Disasters within a certain range. It was unknown what its absorption limit was.

In any case, the four severely Dark Biologically Transformed criminals were incredibly pulled back from the abyss’s brink. Moreover, their dark creature features regressed somewhat, allowing them to maintain human forms in normal states. But most importantly, the chaotic malicious thoughts in everyone’s minds were expelled, and they regained human-like thoughts. Although they still exhibited something akin to a violent paranoia, it was already valuable.

It should be noted that none of the four were Combat Fighters; all had Magic Core Seeds implanted by Casio. Their actions were significantly influenced and controlled by him.

It could be said that Nine Snakes and the others were not only loyal to the Dark Hunt Organization but also to Casio. Only then could they be considered truly usable subordinates.

In a corner of the corridor, Siegel and Otto were catching up as mentor and student, while Casio had five people around him. After seeing Casio had indeed treated the four criminals on the third level, Thomas’s first reaction was shock, his second mainly to plan to report this news back to the Chief Inspector of the Black Mechanism. His third reaction was to point at the Iron Powder on the ground, saying puzzledly.

“This isolation door…”

“Is no longer needed,” Casio slowly spread his fingers, allowing the remaining Iron Powder to slip through like silvery black Quicksand: “Not just this one isolation door, but the entire prison cage on the third level, the second level, the first level…”