TL: Hua

“Impossible, how is this possible…”

After hearing Ji Mingjiang’s words, Grepa felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. When he frowned and looked up, what caught his eye was the face he had been flipping back and forth in the past few days and weeks, almost remembering in his mind.

Then, his gaze naturally fell on the slightly shrunken calves draped in a blanket.

The pants that Greni was wearing, although the waist was just right for him, the legs were still a bit enlarged. The loose legs swayed with his movements, sometimes revealing a touch of white human skin, confirming that these were genuine human legs, not mechanical prosthetics created by the damn guy Ji Mingjiang to deceive him.

After confirming his thoughts, like a thunderbolt, Grepa could only mutter the word “impossible” over and over again.

The three people across from him gave him enough time to digest this. After about two or three minutes, Grepa finally calmed down and laughed as he resumed sizing up Greni, who was glaring hatefully at him from his wheelchair.

“Don’t look at me like that. Personally, I also despised those kinds of experiments. After all, it’s a waste of time and resources and will not bring much tangible benefit in the end.”

“According to the information I got, you should be the only example of a successful experiment among that batch of experimental subjects. I really didn’t understand why those people would throw a successful experimental subject to the auction house at first, but now I know.”

He looked directly at Greni and said in a playful tone, “So, were you thrown into the auction house as a defective product or did your desire to defect become so strong that it, um, triggered some so-called human potential that you became like this on the spot?”

“Oh, let me correct my words. We shouldn’t use the word “defective” to describe it. After all, it seems to refer specifically to those mermaids who have been tortured by drugs. Maybe I should say that you are a semi-finished product? But it doesn’t matter; I’m guessing you’re the latter, right? Those guys aren’t going to let a half-successful experiment slip through their hands.”

“You’re right.” But Greni’s reaction greatly disappointed him. This mermaid, whose legs were disabled and he might have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, schooled his expression the moment he heard his words. Although his hands holding the wheelchair armrests turned white because he gripped it so hard, he quickly calmed down and nodded expressionlessly.

“But I’ll also correct you on one thing: don’t use the unappetizing word defection to describe me.”

When he said this, Greni’s face no longer had the calm look that made Grepa uncomfortable, but there was some disgust on his face.

This made Grepa even more unhappy.

“You……”

He opened his mouth to say something more, but Ji Mingjiang, who was standing behind Greni with a relaxed posture just now, lost his patience. He directly interrupted Grepa’s words and said, “Grepa, I think it’s better for you to be more concerned about yourself than to use the word defection to describe the victims of a Federation.”

“What do you mean?”

After hearing this, Grepa, who had just focused on provoking Greni, suddenly cast his eyes on Ji Mingjiang.

“What do I mean?” Ji Mingjiang repeated his question, feeling a little funny. He looked at Grepa, who was getting increasingly panicked, and asked, “Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid with me? Do I need to remind you how a spy who falls into the enemy’s hands is generally treated by both the sending country and the sent country?”

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a moment. Just as Grepa’s face gradually turned pale, Clarice’s communicator rang out.

Ji Mingjiang moved over to take a look, and then looked back at how Grepa was obviously brainwashing and comforting himself with sympathy.

“The Federation’s work efficiency is no joke.”

In a tone saturated with a feigned sense of admiration, he said, “Say what you will; now you’re going to be a new addition to the Federation family in the Empire.”

“…”

“Speak nicely.” After Leiden lowered his head to reply to the message, he glanced at the exaggerated expression of Ji Mingjiang and said helplessly.

“Ok, ok, I got it.” Ji Mingjiang quickly calmed down his expression and officially informed: “The first person who came to silence you has been caught, but judging from his skill, he is not an important person.”

Silence.

This word made Grepa’s pupils shrink suddenly, and his heart felt cold.

He knew that Mr. Speaker had always been ruthless and unjust, and Andrew was not the type to plead for mercy and consider his subordinates. But how long has it been since he was captured? Was it 12 hours? How could they arrive in the Empire so quickly?

Or were they supposed to be lurking in the Empire just like he was, but he never knew, not even on the day of the operation, that these people existed?

They took precautions against him. Even though he’s been carrying out his mission in the Empire for nearly ten years, he’s still not 100% trusted.

The idea had never appeared so clearly in Grepa’s mind.

Rationally, he was aware that this was normal and that the mutual lack of clarity was a safety precaution for both parties. But emotionally, he undoubtedly couldn’t accept it.

“I……”

The provoking look he gave Greni just now completely faded from his face. Grepa was a little confused and wanted to say something, but after seeing the environment he was in, he quickly stopped his unfinished words.

Ji Mingjiang was too lazy to take care of this prisoner, whose faith could be said to have collapsed. After briefly chatting with Clarice, he leaned over and said something to Greni.

Grepa was a little far away from them and didn’t know the specific content of the conversation, but the other party’s next behavior was very clear: Clarice turned around and held the door handle, and the other two were also ready to leave.

“You guys……”

Just leave like this? ! Without interrogating him or using some of the tools here to extract a confession from him? ? ?

Sensing Grepa’s bewilderment, Ji Mingjiang turned his head and said very considerately, “You seem a little surprised. Don’t worry; someone will deliver food to you on time and at the right time. So will your companions. You won’t starve to death.”

After saying this, Ji Mingjiang walked out of the prison without looking back.

Just as he promised, Grepa, who was gradually losing all concept of the passage of time, felt that he had received a generous lunch not long after.

Grepa chewed on a piece of barbecued pork without tasting it, a little out of his mind as he wondered what on earth Ji Mingjiang was up to.

The answer was quickly placed in front of him.

After some unknown times, there were sudden, noisy footsteps in the corridor. Grepa, who fell asleep after lunch, raised his somewhat groggy head and listened to the sounds outside the door.

Are they here to deliver dinner? He thought, but quickly overturned his conjecture.

One is because there’s only one person delivering food to him at noon, and the steps weren’t so messy. The other reason is naturally because he can feel that the food in his stomach has not been fully digested yet, and it must have been less than six hours since lunch.

This speculation ended with the sound of the cell next to him being opened and someone being pushed in.

And there was the chatter of unfamiliar voices down the corridor.

One voice grumbled, “What kind of person is locked up in here that’s so important? It has only been an afternoon. How many people have been arrested in order to silence them? I’m so annoyed; the workload has never been so heavy.”

The other voice, who sounded more steady, comforted and said, “There, there, the salary we get isn’t low; it’s just that the previous work was too comfortable. But when will this matter end… Who can say for sure? ? After all, it seems that all the people coming now are small fish and shrimp, and His Majesty will definitely not stop here.”

The other party was silent for a moment before sighing and compromising: “Hey, forget it, it’s still a contribution to our country anyway… Let’s go and continue patrolling.”

“…”

The voices of their conversations weren’t lowered at all, as if they couldn’t care less about Grepa, who was imprisoned here.

But that’s normal. He’s a lost dog who’s been locked up, and all his claws have been extracted. What’s there to be wary of?

Grepa realized this with great self-awareness.

The footsteps and conversations gradually faded away, and Grepa, who was calmly catching the movement outside the door, almost absorbed the entire conversation in his ears.

And it was this dialogue that caused the fog that had risen in front of his eyes due to what Ji Mingjiang had done in the morning to completely dissipate.

It turned out that he was used as a bait…

Grepa thought calmly.

And so far, no valuable big fish has been caught, only the little minions, who come one after another to die.

By rights, he should have been elated that the Federation hadn’t revealed more information, but at this point, Grepa had a strange feeling that it wasn’t too big a deal to watch the excitement, or, in other words, sink together.

Bring it on.

He thought.

Caught trying to silence others, continue to be the target for others to come and be silenced?

As for the big fish that Ji Mingjiang and Clarice were looking forward to, Grepa also thought with anticipation. He wondered what kind of big shot someone of his status and position would end up alerting?

Three more chapters (⊙o⊙)