Chapter 172: 172. All wrong
Henry’s POV
A week... A week had gone by, and every day was gnawing more at my sanity. Soldiers ca by, telling
stories about ’our’ ti together and our missions. That orange-haired woman who refused to go away, then the multiple doctors who wouldn’t leave
alone.
I couldn’t do that any longer; I had to go. I decided to use the orange-haired woman as a hostage, get her to bring
to the prison, and then get Kenny. With both of our powers combined, we could maybe make it out of here.
"Honey? What are you thinking about?" She asked, again grabbing my hand.
"It’s ti." I mumbled, ready to attack her when a new player entered the ga board. A middle-aged man with light brown hair entered the room.
"Commander Hannibal, nice to et you. Please excuse my late arrival." He bowed lightly, yet his eyes remained fixed on
as if I were so strange specin.
"Dr. Carell! For you to personally co... I can’t believe it!" The orange-haired woman stood up and approached the scrawny doctor, shaking his hand with enthusiasm.
"Maximilia Devin, nice to et you. My husband is already much better, thanks to the doctors here!"
"Nice to et you, Mrs. Devin. Every corruption case warrants a discerning eye, even if he has co to be better."
"Naturally. If you could personally take a look, it would be our honor."
Was this guy so kind of cult leader? What was this?
He let go of that woman and ca to my side, putting his hand out.
"Commander."
"Dr. Carell, thank you so much." I smiled at him while shaking his hand, trying to fake at least a bit of the awe that the nauseating woman had displayed.
"Could you leave us alone while we go through a few questions?"
"Yes, I understand. Please excuse ." That woman left.
After a few minutes of continuous staring, Dr. Carell spoke.
"We have discovered a new type of corruption, and that is all thanks to you." There was a disgusting grin on his face.
"And how is that?" I continued to smile.
"The survivors you brought. The apparent last step of corruption is the replica of a new body. There are doppelg??ngers among the survivors you brought. Doppelg??ngers of citizens living in this city. Because I had to look into that, I arrived so late."
Not doppelg??ngers, counterparts. How had they co up with this strange ’corruption’ theory?
"Do you rember your training regarding corruption?"
I shook my head.
"Then I will fill you in."
Yes, please do that, you grinning piece of shit.
"We have found four survivors so far. Each of them had been corrupted, but what people don’t know is that there are far more cases of corruption that mostly our soldiers have experienced. The dungeons ss with our bodies; so co back stronger than before entering them. So return with strange mories, mories of the monsters they slay. Usually, either a power spurt or delusions and craziness follow the corruption—it varies from case to case. So beco younger, like yourself, and you apparently have also acquired a never-before-seen power."
Wow. Would we also have co up with such nonsense if we hadn’t had Kenny and his ability?
"But never have we seen a doppelg??nger. Never. The four corrupted survivors we found only rembered false lives, and all four were cases of missing persons before showing up in a dungeon; a few of them were even believed to have died. Instead, we found them in another world. How they ca to be there, they each had fantastic stories about it, but we can hardly believe them. Three of these cases could be cured after a long isolation period, during which they had to learn everything about their past anew. One case, sadly, ended in suicide; the individual preferred delusions over reality."
So, you brainwashed people from other dinsions about the lives of their counterparts?
He leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms.
"Never has anyone so deeply entrenched in corruption made it back so fast; you are the first case."
Yeah. Because I know what is true and what isn’t, and because I just play along.
"I would love to conduct a few tests with you... Let’s see..." He took out a phone to check sothing.
"No. I want to return to my family and my job; I have already wasted too much ti here." I will fight my way out if necessary.
"Mhm. As expected from The Commander. Then, if you co here on the weekends for tests, I will allow you to leave today." He looked back at .
"Yes, let’s do this. What about the doppelg??ngers?" What the hell have we subjected the survivors to?
"Oh, right. My theory is that sothing inside the dungeons is replicating our DNA. If that is the case, they are monsters like everything else inside there." He beca lost in thought.
No. If they do sothing to the survivors, then Kenny won’t be able to take it...
"Have you ever considered the parallel world theory? What if these people aren’t corrupted?"
He looked at
as if he were assessing my words.
"No, that’s impossible. There are no other intelligent beings like humans sowhere besides our world. Furthermore, every one of the four survivors, including yourself, could be healed and reford."
"What are you going to do with the doppelg??ngers? I hope you won’t harm people."
"No humans will be hard, don’t worry." Dr. Carell grinned unsettlingly again.
"Where are the doppelg??ngers?"
"Inside the laboratory in the city."
"They are not to be hard. None of the living beings I brought."
The air seed to be getting thinner, and I could understand how Kenny felt inside the hellhole during his panic attack. We have made a mistake—a grave mistake in coming here. These people got it all wrong, and I don’t know how to get them out of here. I have to get Kenny, his grandma, Henrietta, and my parents. To get them, I need the identity of a commander, so I can’t even tell them how wrong everything they believe in is. Additionally, we have seen that they won’t even consider it to be true anyway.
The doctor sighed and stood up.
"There are no such plans for now. Please go ho and rest before returning to your job."
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