As Dave stood his ground, two hybrids, one with a sleek, tallic sheen and the other with rugged, stone-like skin advanced toward him with deliberate, synchronized steps.
Their eyes, glowing faintly, locked onto him, their movents predatory yet controlled. Dave’s posture remained relaxed, his gaze unwavering as he observed their approach, the ambient noise of the surroundings fading into a tense silence.
Above his field of vision, a notification from the system had appeared;
[Two Basic Tier Hybrids identified to be approaching the user]
[Do you wish to ta the hybrids?]
Without hesitation, Dave’s thoughts affird, ’Yes.’
[Make a 2-seconds eye contact with the hybrids you want to ta]
He t each hybrid’s gaze steadily, his eyes reflecting a calm intensity. The hybrids’ movents began to decelerate, their once-predatory gait softening to a halt directly before him. The air around them seed to thrum with a subtle energy, the only sound was rhe soft exhale of their breaths.
The system had popped up again, indicating the completion of the task:
[-40]
[-40]
[EP: 105]
[Hybrids Successfully tad!]
Dave’s attention shifted to the hybrid that had previously held a sword to Chris’s neck. Its stance remained unwavering, awaiting his command. He established eye contact, maintaining it for the prescribed two seconds. The hybrid’s posture suddenly beca relaxed, imperceptibly signaling compliance to Dave’s command.
The system had also confird it to him.
[A Basic tier hybrid has been successfully tad!]
[-40]
[You have 65 energy points left]
With a ntal tally, Dave assessed his remaining energy. The 65 points were enough for him to fulfill his daily quest of taming ten beasts. He pondered briefly whether taming hybrids counted toward this quota but imdiately dismissed the notion; his current energy point wasn’t enough to attempt taming seven more hybrids, and he couldn’t afford to squander them even if he had. He then decided to explore this question further at a more opportune ti. Especially when he has a suitable amount of energy points he could use to test it out.
His focus returned to the hybrids before him. Their once-hostile deanor had shifted to one of subservience as they awaited his next instruction. Dave’s mind raced with possibilities, strategizing their potential roles in the unfolding events.
Since Dave had successfully tad all three hybrids, a subtle transformation had started unfolding before him. The hybrids’ forms began to shimr, an ethereal glow enveloping their bodies, signaling a profound change. While White and his team remained oblivious to this, Dave keenly observed the shift, sensing the surge of newfound strength within the hybrids.
Instantly, a notification from the system had followed up as it materialized above Dave’s vision, confirming his observations:
[All Hybrids have been evolved to the highest tier available - The King Tier. In the future, this might still change, but for now, all hybrids tad will be evolved to the King Tier]
A surge of satisfaction coursed through Dave. Yet, beneath that, a flicker of curiosity erged. He couldn’t help but wonder about the extent of the hybrids’ enhanced capabilities. The King Tier? He wondered how much it will aid him in his battle, and he couldn’t help but test it out. But before that, he has one more thing to deal with.
From his vantage point, White’s confusion was palpable. He couldn’t understand what was happening. The hybrids he commanded to advance and take down Dave had only stood motionless, as if they were frozen in ti. Frustration etched across White’s face as he jabbed at the buttons of his remote control, but the hybrids remained unresponsive.
’Is this broken!’ he couldn’t help wonder, visible sweat running down the side of his head as he clicked on the remote again, but it still won’t work. ’What the hell is happening!’ he scread in his head.
At that mont, his gaze had shifted to the hybrid who had previously held a sword to Chris’s neck. To his astonishnt, the hybrid began to move, stepping away from White as he started approaching Dave with Chris still held with a sword to his neck.
White’s eyes widened in disbelief as he saw this. "I didn’t order you to move, it is those two! Wait, Is this remote really broken." he muttered under his breath, irritation lacing his words as he couldn’t figure out what was happening.
The hybrid made his way behind Dave, its movents deliberate, and gently, it removed the sword from Chris’s neck, aligning itself by Dave’s side. Dave’s calm deanor contrasted sharply with White’s escalating agitation.
"What?! What the heck is happening??!!"
Sensing his confusion and flaring anger, Dave had decided to address White, his tone steady as a visible smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Apologies, doctor, but these hybrids no longer answer to you."
"What?!" White’s face flushed with anger. "What the heck did you do to them?" he retorted, his voice rising.
Without sparing White a glance or giving him an answer, Dave issued a command to the hybrid at his side. "Escort Chris to the others and wait till I return."
The hybrid nodded, its expression unreadable. "Yes, master," it intoned, guiding Chris toward the exit. White couldn’t understand what was going on, and his widely open mouth seems to confirm the surprise on his face.
Before leaving, Chris had glanced at Dave, concern furrowing his brow. It was evident that he was also surprised by everything that was happening. But now is not the ti to ask questions neither did he think Dave would give him an answer now.
"I don’t understand what is happening, but will you be alright?" He said, feeling concerned about Dave.
Dave offered a reassuring smile. "I’ll be fine. Just find the others and instruct them to hold off till I co. And also, tell them not to attack the hybrid, he won’t harm them." His gaze hardened with resolve. "And don’t worry, I’ll make sure your father’s death is avenged."
Chris nodded, gratitude and determination flickering in his eyes, before following the hybrid out of the lab.
Left alone, White’s mind raced, struggling to comprehend the turn of events. "What sort of... how is this possible?! How are you able to control my hybrids?!" he exclaid, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Dave turned his attention fully to White, his expression unwavering. "Honestly, doctor, is that your primary concern? Perhaps you should start focusing on preserving your own life. Or I might just kill you right here and then."
"But before then, you have a single task to do for , you’re going to have to call Tasha." Dave said, a smirk appearing on the corner of his lips.
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