Community G, the Zmer gang's secret underground bunker…

"WHAT?!!!"

Parasite's guttural roar reverberated like thunder.

In one movement, the E Rank Gene Augur turned into an orange blur as he slammed against the black shadowy torrent in front of him.

His right hand grabbed Cell's neck, forced him out of the shadows, and slammed him into the wall of his room!

BAM!

The reinforced metallic wall cracked!

Parasite's predatory blood-red eyes were narrowed into slits like a snake even as his long snake-like tongue slithered out, rapidly tasting the air as his throat let out an eerie hissing sound.

"What did you just say?" He pressed Cell into the wall, forcing all the air out of his lungs as his right hand man gasped for breath.

Only when Cell's face turned entirely purple and it seemed like he would pass out any moment did Parasite finally let go of him.

The muscles and veins in his face squirmed in an eerie manner like some monster was slithering under his face, turning his handsome features distorted and eerie as he paced around the large room.

"How did this happen?"

BAM!

He smashed the glass table in the room to pieces.

His blood-red eyes were rabid and full of rage. He turned to look at Cell again, glaring at him with in-concealable hatred.

"You f*cking pile of dogsh*t!" He cursed.

He continued pacing around. "Call Cain here, now!" He screamed.

"Yes Lord Parasite". Cell bowed without daring to utter a word of objection.

About a minute later, he returned with the F Rank Cyber Gladiator.

Parasite glared at the both of them with such killing intent like he was truly ready to commit murder. They both shuddered in fear, not daring to stand upright under such killing intent as they collapsed to their knees and bowed their heads.

"Just how incompetent can you piece of pigsh*t be?"

He finally sat down in one of the wooden chairs, panting heavily, then he revealed a cruel smile. "They want to start an uprising?"

"Hahaha," he laughed. "Have they forgotten who I am?"

"Have they forgotten me, Parasite, Warlord of the Wastes?" He threw his head back and roared with laughter. "Hahahahahahaha, fools, all of them, every single one of them!"

"I offered them life but they refused. Good, good, let them come".

"I'll drink their blood and feast on their flesh".

Bam! Bam!

He patted his chest twice heavily. "I'll remind them who I, Lord Parasite is".

After his ranting, for the next minute, there was absolute silence in this room as Cain and Cell found themselves suffocating under the pressure.

Finally, Parasite stood up and went to the corner of the room where a medieval-styled telephone was kept. He dialed a few numbers and picked up the telephone, placing it to his ear.

Ring! Ring!

A holographic projection popped up the next moment.

As soon as he saw the face at the other end, the face he least wanted to see right now, Brad almost fainted. He withdrew in fear, looking for where to hide only to realize that this would only make the situation worse.

Only then did he stand upright and face the holographic projection, but he had his head lowered. "L-Lord Parasite?" He stammered.

Parasite smirked. "Put me through to Mr. Representative Ben".

"Y-yes boss, f*ck, no, Lord, Lord Parasite!"

Brad almost pissed his pants. 'F*cking fool! F*cking retard! You have a death wish?' He berated himself in his mind.

Parasite kept an impassive look on his face like he didn't hear the mistake.

A few seconds later, the recipient in the holographic projection changed as Brad disappeared only for a familiar A.I Construct to appear.

Mr. Representative Ben frowned on seeing Parasite. "It's 2 more days till the day we agreed on, what's the problem?"

Parasite revealed a confident smile. "A minor problem occurred on my end. I will naturally take care of it, but you know, accidents happen. I don't want anything to happen to our first big business deal".

"What are you trying to say?"

"Let's accelerate the deal to one day ahead. Tomorrow morning, what do you think? Can you come let's finalize the deal?"

"Wait a moment, let me check my schedule…"

Bzzzt!

The projection froze, showing static.

Parasite showed no signs of impatience as he calmly waited. A few minutes later, the projection moved again.

Mr. Representative Ben stared at him. "I can come tomorrow morning, but since this is a violation of our initial contract, the remuneration value shall be lowered".

Parasite's face twitched, but he kept quiet and listened.

"Instead of 17,400 Neo Credits, the balance that I will have to pay you is now 12,600 Neo Credits".

Parasite forced a smile. "Mr. Representative Ben, don't you think that's too much of a…?"

"Agree or disagree". The A.I Construct directly cut him off.

Parasite's face turned cold as he heard that, then he nodded. "Deal".

"Good".

Bzzzt!

The A.I Construct cut the call on his end.

At that moment, the silence in this room deepened so much that it felt like the abyss as Cell and Cain's foreheads quietly began sweating bullets.

Parasite held the telephone for a long time, then he finally put it back and turned to face his subordinates with a calm look on his face.

That calm look terrified Cell and Cain to no end.

Parasite calmly looked at his left and right hands. "Do you remember those batch of slaves that Mr. Representative Ben said are defective?"

"Y-yes". Cain stammered while Cell simply nodded.

"Take me there". Parasite smiled. "Their friends and families want to save them, right? Well, they're of no use to me right now, so why keep them alive?"

"Hehe, useless things should be kept in the trash or burned".

"Yes Lord Parasite".

Cain and Cell led the way to the 2 rooms in this large underground bunker whose inhabitants were the only slaves that Mr. Representative Ben openly criticized during the tour some time ago.

The door to the first room was opened and the slaves yelped and began cowering in fear.

Feeling their fear, Parasite revealed a cruel smile.

"Ignite the 0Z Inferno Flamethrower and give me the remote controller". He demanded in a deep voice filled with malice.

"Yes Lord Parasite". Cell went to the control room to ignite the 0Z Inferno Flamethrower, a weaponized technology that was integrated into the bunker's design to cook any room of choice with flames of extremely high temperatures.

While Cell ignited the weaponized technology, Cain fetched the remote and quickly handed it over to Parasite.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he started. "It seems your friends and families have finally developed balls. They've become bad, they want to rebel and go against the hand that fed them".

"How ungrateful of them".

"I'm going to teach you all a lesson on their behalf".

"The mother steps on a giant's toe, all the children pay the price".

The slaves finally realized what was about to happen as they finally reacted and began to panic, but it was too late.

Parasite pressed [START] on the remote controller, and with the + button, he continually increased the temperature of the flames as tunnels opened in the ceiling above the room from which torrents of flames flooded down and devoured the inhabitants.

"PLEASE! NOOOO…!!!"

They screamed in shrill voices, but Parasite showed no mercy.

After a few minutes, all the sounds died out and all that was left was the smell of roasted flesh.

Parasite glared at the gory spectacle for a few more minutes, then he lost interest and tossed the remote controller away before storming back to his room.

"Send 5 girls to my room!" He demanded as he left.

"Make sure they're the best of the best, and I want some f*cking variety!"

"Yes Lord Parasite". Cain bowed as he left.

As soon as Parasite disappeared, this Cyber Gladiator heaved a sigh of relief as his face turned dark and filled with malice.

'F*cking c*nt!' He thought in rage. 'To make me feel like this, one day I'm going to stick both of my daggers up your f*cking arseh*le!'

With that thought, he stormed off in rage.

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Community G, open market, inside a closed caravan…

Inside the closed caravan, Leon, Rex, Daren, and Kain had no idea what was going on outside as they got engrossed in the mechanic job that they were entrusted with, Leon especially motivating them.

Leon's thoughts were simple; he wanted them to push themselves to complete Cain's full commission in one day.

This didn't mean they would tell the Cyber Gladiator though. Instead, they would hide the truth from him so they could use the free day to relax and recover as they plan for the showdown the next day.

Leon's goal was to craft 100 pistols and 2000 bullets in one day!

To any other group of three F Rank Mechanists, this was an impossible task but this group of Mechanists had Leon.

DING!

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[You have crafted an F Rank Kinetic Pistol]

[You have gained +2 Ascended Essence!]

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[You have crafted an F Rank Kinetic Pistol…]

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[You have crafted an F Rank Kinetic Pistol…]

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[You have crafted an F Rank Kinetic Pistol…]

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[You have crafted an F Rank Kinetic Pistol… ×44]

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[You have crafted 10 bullets]

[You have gained +1 Ascended Essence!]

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[You have crafted 10 bullets…]

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[You have crafted 10 bullets… ×1098]

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[You have crafted an F Rank Jury-rigged Bomb]

[You have gained +5 Ascended Essence!]

[Ascended Counter: 1000/1000]

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Leon went out of his way to make his goal a reality, and against all odds, the trio of Mechanists did the impossible.

Within a few hours, they successfully crafted 100 pistols and 2000 bullets!

Not just that, as proven Mechanists, their ability meant they had a left-over of materials, and Leon still pushed them to use all the leftovers to craft 25 extra pistols, 349 extra bullets, and a second jury-rigged bomb!

The result of this was that the three Mechanists were left feeling famished and light-headed at the end of such a grueling construct session.

They felt like their brains were fried.

Leon gulped a bottle of water down as his eyes glazed over like a man who just had 25 straight rounds of sex.

He gasped for breath.

By the side, Kain and Rex were sprawled on the ground. Kain still had the energy to glare at him hatefully though, to which Leon chuckled.

Standing by the table, Daren looked at the constructs with a sparkle in his eyes. "You guys are freaks, holy!" He was amazed.

But then, he said in a puzzled tone. "Is it only me or in the past hour, the open market seemed to become extremely quiet before turning noisy again?"

"It's only you". The three Mechanists quickly replied in unison.

Despite how tired he felt at this moment though, Leon had a big smile on his face as he stared at the result of their hard work.

He did most of the hard work, singlehandedly constructing 44 pistols and 1118 bullets, including the jury-rigged bomb.

The result of his hard-work was not just the pistols and bullets everywhere at this moment though, it was also the shiny '1000' that was showing in his Ascended Counter.

'Hehe, finally'. He grinned. 'It took me approximately a week and 1 day to get to the top of the F Rank'.

At that moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The four of them immediately tensed up as they instinctively went for their weapons.

"It's me, Talia".

'Talia?'

'Boss?'

Puzzled, Daren cautiously went to open the door and he was surprised, it really was Talia and Brick.

"Did something happen?" He asked as he noticed that outside was rowdier than normal.

Talia calmly walked into the caravan. She was stunned as she stared at all the pistols and bullets that were in front of her.

"You guys crafted all of these today?"

"Yes," Leon nodded. "125 pistols, 2,349, and another jury-rigged bomb". He smiled proudly. "I don't intend to give Cain the goods now though, I'll only give him when the deal is completed".

It took Talia a moment to recover from her surprise, then she shook her head. "No need".

"No need?"

"Yes," she looked Leon in the eye and smiled. "We'll use all these guns and ammunition to arm our army instead".

"Our army?"

"Yes, the populace of Community G".

"…"

Leon stared in a daze. 'What exactly happened while we were locked up?'

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