Volume 8: A Trip to the Sick Village Chapter 380 Absolute Control Field
"You...you succeeded?!" Although Asano Akira seldom showed his inner emotions on weekdays, at this moment, his face showed completely unsuppressible horror.
"I guess so. If measured by the standards set by those people, I have indeed reached that level." Marshall did not deny it. "So, you can't beat me. Put your knife away, turn around, and leave this place!"
By the end of this sentence, Marshall's tone had become extremely stern, like a squad leader giving orders to his recruits.
Back then in that experimental unit, Marshall was the squad leader of the "squad" that Asano Akira was in.
Although they were just a group of "experimental subjects" like guinea pigs, in order to facilitate the handling of post-event matters, each of them was enlisted in the military, and the formation was divided according to the military's structure.
There are a total of sixteen classes in the experimental force, and Marshall's class is the sixteenth, which is also the weakest one.
The weakest are naturally the ones who are bullied most often.
In the experimental base... that is, the base of their unit, although it is strictly forbidden to use special abilities in private, fighting is not prohibited. As long as no one is killed or injured, the management staff will not intervene in the private conflicts between the experimental subjects. They will only stare at the numbers on the sensor. If anyone uses the "power" obtained in the experiment without permission, they will press the button, and the collar on the neck of the experimental subject will release a high-voltage current that is enough to shock people instantly.
At that time, Asano Akira was not only at the bottom in terms of "ability", but also in terms of physical fitness. In the first three months , he did not pass the physical fitness test once... If it were not for his consciousness that could make the equipment dug out from the ruins of Alpha civilization react, he would have been removed from the list long ago.
In the first three months, he was beaten no less than fifty times in the "recruit company" , and his eyes were often bruised. The scars on his body, big and small, never healed. Whether it was high-load training or "tests" related to the experiment, it was an unbearable torture for everyone in the recruit company. However, with the support of special food and drugs, although they were in great pain, their physical strength was almost never exhausted... In this way, violence naturally became the best way for these experimental subjects to vent their repressed emotions.
It was not until three months later that the experimental subjects in the "recruit company" passed the first round of screening. Those who were eliminated were sent away from the base, and those who stayed were assigned to "observation groups" based on "classes".
Asano Akira was assigned to Class 16.
When he was reporting to the dormitory of Class 16 with his personal belongings, he happened to run into people from Class 12 and Class 13 who came to pick a fight... It all started with a small quarrel while eating in the cafeteria, but somehow, the matter escalated into a group fight.
The students from Class 12 and Class 13 carried folding chairs and the legs of camp beds and blocked the dormitory door of Class 16. The arrival of Asano Akira immediately attracted their attention.
"Who are you, kid?" a guy from Class 12 asked viciously.
"The new recruit of Class 16, Asano Akira, has been ordered to report here."
"Fuck, this guy is from Class 16, beat him up too!" The man was stunned for a moment, then swung the weapon in his hand and rushed towards Asano Akira - but at this moment, Marshall rushed out of the dormitory alone, knocking over several people who blocked his way, then grabbed the guy who wanted to attack Asano Akira, lifted him up, and threw him heavily to the side.
"Listen carefully, new guy. Hold your head, lower your head, and look in the direction of the dormitory door. I will help you deal with the others. Don't worry about anything else, just keep running forward! Now, charge!"
Those were the first words Marshall said to Asano Akira, and his tone was almost exactly the same as it is now.
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"Why, do you really want to be my enemy?"
Asano Akira did not answer, but slashed with his sword again, splitting the "air" that was entangled around him again.
He knew that those things were not actually air, but Marshall's "thoughts" that were almost materialized... Although the purpose of setting up the experimental base was to study this thing, the "materialization of thoughts" was only limited to theory - until the experimental base was abolished, no one could reach this level.
"You guy! Are you looking for death?!" Marshall shouted angrily. Several invisible big hands suddenly appeared beside Asano Akira - two hands grabbed his wrists, two hands grabbed his ankles, and the other two hands tightly held his shoulder blades.
"You idiot!" Asano Akira felt a heavy punch to his abdomen and couldn't help but let out a groan.
In fact, when the two met for the first time, Asano Akira did not obey Marshall's "order" - he dropped the bedding he was holding, and followed Marshall to rush towards the people of Class 12 and Class 13.
"Idiot! Trash! Idiot!" Every time Marshall cursed, he would throw an invisible punch at Asano Akira, "If you don't obey, you will be beaten. If you refuse to give up, I will beat you to death here today!"
"Even if I beat you to death, I don't want to watch you enter the Holy Land." Marshall continued, "You make your choice, give up, or die in my hands?"
Asano Akira did not answer. He suddenly threw the sword in his hand upwards, stretched out his neck, and bit the handle with his teeth.
He turned his head vigorously and slashed in a swift half arc, cutting off the invisible hands that were imprisoning him.
The sword returned to his hand again, and he quickly retreated a dozen steps to distance himself from Marshall.
He remembered that in the theory of "substantiation of thought power", even if someone really reached this "almost impossible" level, this ability was limited by distance - the farther away from the person, the harder it was for the thought to condense into a physical entity. And beyond a certain range, the thought would even dissipate directly.
The experimenters called this range the "field of absolute control", meaning that a person with this ability has absolute control within this range. In the "field of absolute control", he is nearly invincible... He can even stop bullets fired into this field with his mind.
No one can defeat him in the "field of absolute control".
