*Warning: The following chapter contain a bit violence. It’ll be better if you’re above 15 years old. Read at your own risk.*

Professor Taren looked at the young man before him. He had never placed this person in any importance because he always treated every people that Ferdinand sent him as his experiment rat. Whether they yell, scream, or anything didn’t matter as long as he could receive the result.

He was trained ever since he was young how to become a good scientist. However, the contact with the exceptional substance that the government hid from the public caused his mind to spin rapidly. The effect of the medicine was extremely amazing.

The government has a lot of them, but they were always using it bit by bit. There were so many of them that will be wasted.

He wanted them all to create breakthroughs for humanity. However, testing them on animal gave him disappointing results every single time. It was then the idea to test with a human flashed in his head and he was exceptionally lucky to meet someone powerful who wanted the power too.

Professor Taren picked up the tray beside him and flung it to the man before him.

BANG!

Before it could reach, Shiro had shot it down. He looked at Professor Taren with a mocking expression.

"You should have expected this end when you treat human’s life as nothing but tools."

"Do you know the consequences of killing me? I’m the....!"

BANG!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Blood oozed out from the wound on Professor Taren’s shoulder. His aged face turned pale as pain assaulted him. All this time, he was the one who inflicted wounds to the people, but today, it was the opposite. He was the one getting wounded by his experiment subject.

Looking at Shiro, who was pointing the gun at him, Professor Taren roared, "Do you know what you’re doing? With my experiment..."

BANG! Prang!

The bottles smashed into pieces as the content splashed to Professor Taren’s body. Even though there was no longer any raw material that he kept, the content of these bottles were more than enough to send ordinary people to their death bed because of the extraordinary effect it gave.

Sssh!!

Professor Taren looked at his hand, which had changed color with horror.

"Damn it! I need the anti..."

BANG!

The bullet stopped Professor Taren in his track. By the side, Shiro was watching as Professor Taren panicked. All along, Professor Taren was the one who conducted research for who knows how many people. He watched as these people struggle on the experiment table, trying to get away no matter what.

But it was impossible for them to leave this accursed place. They were dragged back in wretched state just in order to let the professor tried the medicine. Over and over.

Recalling the students that Professor Taren brought here, Shiro’s heart pained. "You have already caused so many of us to die. Why don’t you try your own medicine?"

"Are you crazy? I’m not among the lineage..."

"Didn’t you intend to create the medicine in order to let ordinary people to have the ability too?" Shiro asked once more. He was among the doctor, so he knew that the research mainly focused on how to transfer the ability for ordinary people too.

Aside from those who came from the lineage, there were tons of children from Black Street that was taken here. Since they didn’t have parents and no one to care, nobody even remembered them when they disappeared.

Even Shiro himself only knew about their projects after he infiltrated the academy in order to help Kanae.

"The medicine is still imperfect!" Professor Taren roared loudly. His eyes watched as his hand began to change shape in horror. If he didn’t do something soon, he would change into those monsters because his physical ability was weak.

As someone who had spent most of his time in the laboratory, Professor Taren was not used to train and so on. He knew better than anyone that his physical ability was weak, so he always carried some medicine around.

Who would have thought that Shiro wouldn’t give him the chance to use it and instantly cut off his path of retreat?

"And despite imperfect, you still dare to use them for human?" Shiro shook his head and took out another gun from his pocket. He had prepared a lot of guns for today. It was not easy to bring his own gun, so he conveniently picked the guns that Ferdinand had prepared in the base.

Besides, the doctors were allowed to have one for self defense in case the subject of experiment went out of control.

"You..."

BANG! PRANG!

Another bottle was smashed into pieces as the bullet pierced through. The content splashed to Professor Taren as he raised his other arm, trying to protect his face.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhHhhhhhhhhhh!"

Pain began to assault his body as Professor Taren’s aged face contorted. He knew better than anyone that the pain these subjects experimented was more than enough for them to scream for help, hoping that someone would release them from the pain.

After a while, the pain will consume them.

Once they gave up their resistance due to the pain, they would die. At the same time, their body would undergo changes that turned them into monsters. For those without direct lineage, this was equal to painful death because they would be forced to see their body changes until they lost their mind.

Professor Taren looked at Shiro with anger and unwillingness.

"G...give me... t...AAAAAAAAAa.....anti...dote!"

Shiro looked at Professor Taren in front of him without any expression. The aged professor’s hand had changed into something brown as the veins bulged out. It was ugly and at the same time, he could hear Professor Taren screaming while asking for antidote.

"I don’t know which one is the antidote," Shiro said slowly. "Even if I know I would not give it to you."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Professor Taren’s scream filled the laboratory. Because everyone had long gotten used with the scream in this place, Shiro knew that no one will come to help. Every subject would scream horridly due to the pain they experienced.

Clank!

Shiro reloaded the gun in his hand and looked at Professor Taren. "Time to end this."