The iron door of the clinic slowly closed, driving away the darkness from the outside world, leaving only Nisia and Mawson in the room.

"What are you going to do?"

Nisia leaned to the side, unable to resist in her heart, not to mention the way she looks now, even in her heyday, it was not enough for Mowson to fight with one hand.

Click!

Mawson reached out and pinched Nicia's metal spine and placed her head on the table in front of her.

"Without the power of tissue fluid, I think you know better than I how long your brain can live in this metal shell."

"While there's still time, I'll ask you to answer, no problem, right?"

Nicia's eyes widened as if she wanted to nod, but then she remembered that she only had a head left, so she blinked and answered.

"Just ask, and I'll tell you everything I know."

"Good."

Mawson leaned back, looking at Nicia with his hands on his shoulders, his seemingly ordinary action brought a lot of pressure to Nicia.

"Tell me, you and that one...... What's going on, why would they hunt ordinary people for no reason? ”

According to some information that Mawson has learned in the last month, there are many thugs who are not at all comparable to the criminals in memory, who seem to kill for the sake of killing with the madness of beasts.

"I can't help it."

Nicia sighed.

"Five years ago, I was just an ordinary person with only some simple modifications to my body, and I transplanted a new digestive system that allowed me to taste food without worrying about gaining weight."

"Even if you soak in the wine pool all day, you don't have to worry about any damage to your body."

"It was a wonderful day."

Nicaea fell into the memory.

"But an accident completely ruined my life, my body was badly damaged, basically no different from dying, and when I woke up, the doctor gave me a metal body."

"It took me a long time to get used to this life, but what I didn't know was that the real nightmare had just begun."

"Slowly, I started to get agitated, impatient with everything, and very aggressive."

"Until one day, I twisted the neck of my favorite hound with my own hands, and blood poured on my face, and after a slight nausea, it was a great satisfaction."

"The mania and tyranny that had plagued me for so many days are gone, and I am back to my old self."

"While my parents were away, I washed the floor, dug a pit at the back of the garden, and buried the hound's carcass inside."

"From that day on, every once in a while I needed to hunt some animals to fill the emptiness and mania in my heart, and over time, ordinary small animals were no longer able to satisfy my desires."

"Until the first time, I killed the boy in the neighbor's house......"

"It didn't take long for the matter to come to light, and I had no choice but to flee the town where I lived. In the process of escaping, I met many people like me. ”

"Without exception, we all have one thing in common, that is, more than 60% of the body metal has been transformed!"

"The more you make, the worse it gets!"

At this, Nicia paused slightly.

"Later, I went to Scrap Iron Town with a few companions, and they said that there was a way to solve our problems here, and then after several turnarounds, we joined the underground organization of Scrap Iron Town and met Gruishka."

"He's a complete lunatic and a psychopath."

"He told us that if we want to get a solution, we have to kill to please him, and each of us has to kill 30 ordinary people in Scrap Iron Town."

"After that, he helped us solve the hidden dangers on our bodies."

"And you did it?" Mawson asked.

"What else can we do?"

"At first we refused, but as the killing progressed, we all got out of control."

"At the end of the day, I couldn't tell what kind of desire was driving me to kill."

"Until I met you today."

She glanced at Mawson.

"As far as I know, Gruishka is by no means alone, there must be a huge organization behind him, there are many bounty hunters who have been transformed far more than 60%, but they have not fallen into this kind of mania like us, there must be some secret in this that we don't know!"

"You killed Gruishka, the forces behind him won't give up, you have to be careful."

Nicia said with a look of concern.

"I don't want to get into trouble, but I'm not afraid of any trouble either." Mawson replied indifferently.

There are no tasks for the Chrono Express Company in this world, and there are no constant crises, and so far, although there have been occasional waves, Mawson has been satisfied.

He hoped that this ordinary life would continue forever, at least until he actively got bored, and until then, he did not want to be disturbed by anyone.

Thinking of this, Mawson reached out and patted the back of Nicia's head, who rolled his eyes and fainted.

Mawson picked up Nicia's head and pulled an energy tube out of her neck and stuck it in a machine.

The nutrient solution is fed down the catheter, which ensures that Nicia's brain is not paralyzed by lack of nutrients or oxygen.

Next, Mawson removed Gruishka's head and placed it on the table.

Although the transformation warriors in this world seem to be strong, their brains are a weakness that cannot be bypassed.

However, the presence of Grujska made Mawson change this mind.

With Mawson's current physical fitness, even if it is to explode with the flesh, it is not something that ordinary metal can withstand.

The first time he stepped on it, he only stepped on the artificial skin wrapped around Gruishka's head, and the whole head was slightly deformed, but it did not hurt the other party's roots.

The slap that came later, although it did not explode with all its strength, was enough to smash an ordinary armored vehicle into scrap metal, but even then it failed to shatter Gruishka's skull.

This level of tenacity is beyond common sense.

Unless there are some ulterior secrets hidden in this head.

Mawson was so confident in his control of power that he even felt that Gruishka was not killed by him at all, but that he had triggered some kind of emergency device.

was destroyed.

This is a bit intriguing.

With Mawson's current physical condition, it is really difficult to open this braincase without harming the internal structure.

But it's not impossible.

Mawson held his breath and carefully pried the mixed mass of energy in his body.

A dark spike protruded from the tips of his fingers, slicing open the entire skull along the hollow in the skull.

"How so?"

Seeing the internal structure of Gruishka's brain, Mawson was slightly stunned.

"Is this guy still human?"