Dual Worlds: I Have a Doomsday World

Fortunately, Lin Qi had chosen to install the Divine Iron Bull. Otherwise, faced with this group of enthusiastic colleagues, his cover would have been blown.

Controlling the malformed entity that looked like Dong Liyi, Lin Qi responded using the templates Guang Ling had provided.

"I’m not just bragging, this Divine Iron Bull is fucking awesome! Come on over, let me show you guys something!"

"Pay attention, this thing has several modes and a bunch of settings. You, kid, get a closer look! Woohoo! This move is called the Electric Light Lone Dragon Eighteen Stabs!"

"What’s that? Not exciting enough? This thing can heat up! Ever seen a hundred-degree bull? This baby can heat up to three hundred degrees! Guaranteed to send you to heaven!"

These weren’t words Lin Qi could bring himself to say. This was simply Dong Liyi’s personality.

This group of mid-level armed security personnel at the company all shared more or less the same hobbies.

These hobbies were either about violence or...

In short, when a group of heavily augmented, energetic men got together, their usual topics of conversation were naturally not to the taste of a researcher like Lin Qi.

Fortunately, he had Guang Ling’s templates. Otherwise, if Lin Qi had relied only on himself, he might have slipped up while trying to deal with them.

"Dong Liyi" fooled around with his colleagues, even taking out the Divine Iron Bull to show off its functions.

It had to be said, the Prosthetic Doctor’s modification skills were decent. He had managed to make a second-hand fake look rather convincing, complete with all sorts of flashy functions.

About half an hour after "Dong Liyi" started his shift, it was his turn to go on patrol according to the work schedule.

Lin Qi controlled the malformed entity and began the patrol, looking the part.

He followed the designated route: patrol, record, inspect, and report.

The security guards’ work required no technical skill; they just had to follow the procedures step by step.

One patrol round took half an hour to complete. Afterward, "Dong Liyi" returned to the surveillance office and rejoined his colleagues.

After he returned, his colleagues weren’t quite as enthusiastic. There was only so much excitement one could get from watching someone else use a prosthetic like the Divine Iron Bull. To truly experience it, one had to install it themselves.

Many of them were already mulling it over, calculating loans and how much of their salary they could spare.

These types of recreational prosthetics were generally much more expensive than the weaponized ones.

Lin Qi was happy for the peace and quiet. He no longer had to constantly consult Guang Ling’s dialogue templates to deal with his colleagues.

’By my calculations, King Arthur and Master Ma should be making their move soon.’

Lin Qi glanced at the time. It was almost seven in the evening.

If there was no reaction inside Ninghang Technology Company after King Arthur and the others made their move, then they would have to reconsider their long-term plan.

The mother sample might be hidden somewhere else.

Or perhaps it had already been moved.

...

Time ticked by. King Arthur and Master Ma were already in position ahead of time, having snuck into an underground passage with Guang Ling’s help.

This passage connected directly to the space beneath Ninghang Technology.

The entire passage wasn’t very wide, unlike the underground tunnel system of Greenfield City, which was large enough for trains to pass through.

This passage was wide enough for two people to walk side-by-side, at most.

King Arthur and Master Ma were in the tunnel system connected to the passage, not far from each other.

Master Ma had his eyes closed, apparently using some kind of ability.

Suddenly, Master Ma opened his eyes and said, "One Tier Four Extraordinary, two Tier Three Extraordinaries, and quite a few individuals with Prosthetic Implantation are approaching. Based on the disturbance I detected, they’re transporting something heavy."

Hearing Master Ma’s report, King Arthur responded, "Is that all the information you have? You don’t even know what they’re transporting?"

Master Ma replied, "I’m not a Wizard with an Investigation Ability. ’Sound Shadow’ is just a Tier Three Martial Art."

King Arthur shook her head in disdain and asked, "Can you determine the Extraordinary Profession of that Tier Four?"

Master Ma denied it. "I’m not certain, but it feels like a physically powerful Extraordinary Profession, like a Martial Artist or a Knight."

King Arthur frowned. "Then we’ll wait for them to get closer before we strike. If it’s a Round Table Knight, leave them to me. Master, you take care of the Tier Threes and the Implanters. If it’s not a Round Table Knight, then I’ll leave them all to you, Master."

Master Ma raised an eyebrow.

’What the hell?’

’Leave them all to me?’

’This girl isn’t old, but she sure has some wild ideas. And she really overestimates an old man like me.’

Although the tunnel was almost pitch-black, a Tier Four Knight’s vision was sharp enough to see the change in Master Ma’s expression.

King Arthur added, "Master, you must have guessed my identity by now, right? I want to save my strength for a proper clash with the Round Table Knights."

Hearing this, Master Ma fell silent.

Finally, Master Ma spoke. "Alright."

He agreed readily. He was, in fact, aware of the dispute between King Arthur and the Round Table Knights.

However, he hadn’t investigated it himself; it was intelligence the Capitalist had voluntarily shared.

King Arthur smiled. "Master, I didn’t realize you were so understanding. You’re a good person!"

Having just been handed the "good person" card, Master Ma forced a polite smile.

In the culture of the Eastern Alliance, that was not a phrase many people enjoyed hearing.

"Get ready. They’re very close. I can feel a Knight’s Will. It’s a Tier Four Knight."

"Then I’ll be counting on you, Master!"

The two of them were hidden deep. As mercenaries who were used to doing shady business, they both carried S-Class shielding devices.

Right up until the moment they confirmed the target’s identity, the transport escort had not discovered their presence.