Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?
Chapter 595 - 597: Too Heavy, Can’t Pull It!

Chapter 595 -597: Too Heavy, Can’t Pull It!

“Can you all not be so tense? You’re here to protect me. If you’re getting nervous, doesn’t that mean I should be even more nervous?” Qin Muye looked at the fully armed Special Task Force surrounding him.

Although he didn’t know why Doctor Ma wanted to send him into the Big Escape Killing to cause trouble, he was sure that the doctor must know a lot.

The All World Protector Organization had twelve doctors, each codenamed after a zodiac animal, all of whom had mysterious origins and seemed to possess some sort of extraordinary abilities beyond those of ordinary people.

From earlier conversations, he also learned something else, Doctor Ma was aware of his own hacking into the All World Protector Organization’s network, and he arrived right after Qin Muye had just finished his job.

This indicated that the other party discovered him almost instantly. Although Doctor Ma’s actions were a bit peculiar, it didn’t seem like he merely wanted to probe Qin Muye’s motives. Instead, there appeared to be some deeper strategy involved.

As for this, Qin Muye didn’t take it too seriously. No matter how many plans you have, you need sufficient strength to execute them, and Doctor Ma simply wasn’t up to par. Even if he might have some extraordinary power, it’s possible Qin Muye might match him if it were a battle of the source of power, but as a mere spokesperson, he wasn’t qualified.

After all, you can’t just kill someone because they’re problematic. That would be like the world’s richest man getting nervous and wanting to suppress a small shop just because it opened at the village entrance. It could happen at Earth Village but hardly likely elsewhere.

And a D-level access privilege was actually enough, as it allowed viewing information on virtually all Beta Level Abnormalities, with only a few special cases possibly beyond access.

Although the privilege may seem low, it was already quite rare. After all, in the All World Protector Organization, it was designated for Abnormalities, and unless one was one of the twelve doctors like Doctor Ma, the researchers below didn’t have such liberties to grant access to others.

“Big Escape Killing is an Omega Level Abnormality. Lord, do you feel confident?” the captain of the Special Task Force said gravely. He knew Qin Muye was an Abnormality, which was why he could remain calm.

Although he didn’t understand why the higher-ups arranged it this way, he still couldn’t disobey the orders. Contact with an Abnormality, especially one with the identity of Hades’ child, was by no means an easy task.

“What confidence could I possibly have… Didn’t I say this shouldn’t be something you’d lead? If you’re not confident, where would I find the confidence?” Qin Muye retorted, finding the situation absurd. A bodyguard asking the boss if he has the confidence to defeat the opponent? That’s ludicrous.

The captain of the Special Task Force was also a bit baffled. This wasn’t quite what he had expected—protecting an Abnormality; something felt off.

“But our orders were to assist you, Lord, in entering and containing Big Escape Killing,” the other party said cautiously.

“That’s wrong, I’m also here to assist you in containment,” Qin Muye countered immediately.

Assisting meant he could go through the motions without exerting much effort.

For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward, as both sides had assumed the other was the main attacker.

Who was Qin Muye? A D-level privilege allowed him to make the trip without much trouble, but asking him to exert himself would be asking too much.

Hence, in reality, it was just a formality. To think that the All World Protector Organization would entrust the containment of the Omega Level Abnormality, Big Escape Killing, to him was far-fetched. This team was assuredly just for appearances.

“Cough, there might be other arrangements,” the other party said, his tone filled with uncertainty. It seemed he had realized Qin Muye’s scheme, but this made him feel considerably more at ease. It was clear that this person was just Beta Level dangerous and posed no real threat, otherwise, he would have become violent by now.

“Let’s set aside whether there are arrangements. Now, we have a small problem: how are we going to get into Big Escape Killing? Isn’t it that a lucky individual is randomly chosen to be pulled in?” Qin Muye said leisurely.

He actually was curious to see what this so-called Big Escape Killing was all about.

After all, it sounded quite intriguing.

“We’ve replicated several thriller invitations. Whoever picks up one of these invitations will be pulled into Big Escape Killing within one minute,” the other party explained, as he produced a file bag. Qin Muye could clearly sense a kind of power on the file bag that isolated the items inside.

Fighting magic with magic was indeed very effective.

At the very least, the Abnormality that was Big Escape Killing had not noticed anything amiss.

However, this revealed something: Big Escape Killing had no resistance at all. Didn’t you see that even the entry had been replicated by the All World Protector Organization? Basically, it was as if someone had uncovered the color of one’s underwear.

Probably it was to test Qin Muye that such a roundabout way was taken; otherwise, there was no need for such hassle.

Unhappy about this, Qin Muye decided that once inside, he would give minimal effort—lying down if possible, sitting if necessary, but definitely not standing. What he wanted was to exploit the D-level privilege to the fullest.

The Special Task Force distributed the invitations, which were quickly activated. Qin Muye saw a 60-second countdown on the invitation, along with blood-red text informing him of the situation.

“So, when we go in, are we distributed to the same place?” Qin Muye asked, quite curious.

“It’s very likely, considering the time and place of our respective triggers are very close. According to the rules of the Universal Horror Game, we might be arranged into the same newbie scenario.” The captain of the Special Task Force replied.

At the moment the countdown on the invitation hit zero, the entire invitation caught fire, and all members of the Special Task Force vanished into thin air, leaving only Qin Muye standing there.

“???”

“Why am I still here, why didn’t it take me too???”

Qin Muye’s face was full of ‘what the hell,’ this seemed a bit off.

He quickly realized something, that the Universal Horror Game might not be able to snatch him away.

Although he looked like an ordinary person, that was not actually the case; he probably weighed as much as a world.

Just like the time when the Horror Big Escape Killing live broadcast room tried to pull him in as a fugitive with suction power, this Universal Horror Game couldn’t transport him to its space either.

“Dammit, so I have to go in on my own. Could’ve been a bit more upscale, right? Can’t even bring a player in, what a waste of fancy wording on the invitation.” Qin Muye was speechless; after all these years, this was a first for him.

Even though he was disguised, it was the first time that an issue had arisen due to his status level.

Having no other choice, he had to go in and mix in. He just needed to be a bit more careful next time.

Fortunately, he had been cautious about the transfer, or else Qin Muye might not have been able to get in at all.

“And… a temporary skill has also triggered; they don’t actually expect me to face-tank some unidentified AOE, do they?” Qin Muye complained before choosing to go forward.

Causality took effect; as long as Qin Muye hadn’t gone over, the plot wouldn’t officially start.

He actually wanted to try what would happen if he delayed for ten days and a half-month, but it was better just to think about it. There was no need to court death.

Although he was ninth tier, it didn’t mean he was invincible. If he really acted stupidly, who knew what strange thing might erupt to force him into the game.

If he voluntarily went in, the temporary skill would most likely take effect on others, but if Qin Muye dragged his feet, it would definitely affect him.

“Huh, it’s pointing in a different direction?” Qin Muye was also slightly surprised; he hadn’t expected that the direction indicated was not the same Different Space as the Special Task Force but another one.

“Interesting, could there be another protagonist?”

“Shouldn’t the protagonist be from the All World Protector Organization? Or is it that this protagonist is not the same as that protagonist?”

Qin Muye remained unfazed. After all, being a protagonist wasn’t exclusive to a single individual. Just like he could now bestow an Abyssal Favor on someone and turn them into a protagonist, although the outcome might not be so pleasant.

This ability was roughly equivalent to the Cosmic Favor Talent that Wang Wei had, only Qin Muye’s version was a variant.

The effects wouldn’t differ much, just that they came with a tiny, insignificant bit of side effects.

“Let’s head over to the protagonist’s side then; the Special Task Force isn’t going to die.” Qin Muye glanced at the Special Task Force. Horror was simply a lack of firepower. When you’re facing those terrors with a Gatling gun that Buddha himself has blessed with infinite blue Fire bullets, you’d understand what ‘Buddha’s mercy’ really means.

The Special Task Force might not have a Gatling gun with Buddha-blessed infinite blue Fire bullets, but they did have all kinds of high-tech Equipment.

“A restaurant? Is this how it starts now? Or is it just standard for the protagonist?” After entering, Qin Muye wandered around a big loop before he finally saw the protagonist—a protagonist with the wrong faction.