Exchanging glances with each other, two guards at the front of the car laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, who would've thought that you were the lucky bastard that got to catch the escapee, huh, Jerome?"
"Yeah, I'm fucking envious of you."
'So his name is Jerome.'
Listening to their conversation, I made a mental note to myself of every little detail. This was so that I could blend in better.
With my head still in between my legs, I responded.
"...mhm, you're absolutely right."
There were a total of ten people in the car, including 'my unit'. From the brief conversations, I was having with them, the name of the 19th unit captain was Jerome, he was 28 years old, and judging from how friendly they were being to me, I figured that he was someone popular.
The layout of the car was two seats at the front of the car, with five more seats leaning by the side of the vehicle.
Switching the conversation, one of the guards next to me spoke up.
"Man, who would've thought that the commander himself showed up."
"Yeah, just his aura alone almost made me piss my pants."
"Tell me about it...just imagine what Jerome must've gone through when questioned by him."
With my head still lowered, I made small talk as well. This was so that I didn't look too suspicious.
"Yeah, it was really nerve-wracking. I thought that I was in front of a tiger...just look at me, I'm so exhausted just from that exchange."
"Hahaha, You indeed look tired."
"Hahahahaha."
Laughter erupted in the car. I too laughed, but it was a fake one.
My mind was too preoccupied with other thoughts to care about whether it sounded genuine or not.
'...Six bombs, eight serum dosages, four health recovery potions, and eighteen mana recovery potions.'
If I had to count how many people I killed the past few hours or so, the headcount would be around the twenties.
Every time I killed someone, I would never forget to collect their dimensional space. In it, were many resources that could become extremely useful for me. Bombs and serum being prime examples.
Without them, I would've never have made it as far as I did.
'That aside, I'm still not in the clear though.'
A bitter smile appeared on my face.
My mana was currently at around 1/9 of what it should be.
Having depleted all of my mana from the stunt I pulled in order to escape the lab, I had a hard time recovering it to what it was before.
Despite the multiple mana recovery potions I chugged in, they were only the lowest grade, and thus I barely recovered anything. This was also the reason why I was only able to hold out for a couple of minutes when the commander came.
To make matters worse, with my mask now off, I had to be in this awkward position where I had my face in between my legs and arms. Fortunately, I was wearing a hat and thus they did not notice the fact that I wasn't bald like the 19th unit captain was.
Had I not thought of this beforehand, they would've realized that I wasn't him just because of the fact that I wasn't bald.
"Man, how long do we still have till we arrive?"
"20 more minutes. The road is a bit rough here so it'll take that much."
"Ahhh, I'm hungry."
Behind it was a colossal structure that spammed kilometers in length. Decked with glass windows that reflected the sunlight, and built using high-tech precision cutting technology, was the Monolith.
The main headquarters of the villains.
Chapter end
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