People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1177 The Doctor's Decisive Fighting Skill

Question: How many steps does it take to lock Locke in the room?

The doctor's answer is three steps.

He opened the door, threw Locke into the house, then went back and picked up the wheelchair that was blocking the way in the corridor and smashed it on Locke.

The doctor didn't even close the door, but walked up to Loken and slowly looked at the thing's futile struggle.

"Need some help?" the doctor asked.

Locke didn't say anything, but just pushed the wheelchair away with difficulty.

The Doctor was still looking him over, seemingly examining something.

Facing the doctor's gaze, Locke felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness accumulating.

He came from a humble background, once reached the pinnacle of society's technology, and then was brought down from the pinnacle by a group of short-sighted idiots. He had been angry and hated people, but he had never been afraid of anyone.

But now when he was alone with the hooded guy, the oppressive feeling emanating from him made Locke feel as if he had to look up to him.

"Who are you?" Locke asked with difficulty.

"Until this moment, are you still struggling with your desire for knowledge?" The doctor took out his terminal to look for something, "You have been driven forward by this desire, and many people call you a mad scientist.

But I have some new ideas. The experiment of 'Locken Tank' has actually successfully satisfied all your curiosity. In other words, your talent has been fully explored by yourself. This experiment is the pinnacle of your life, and there is no possibility of surpassing it. "

"Oh, you want to attack me from this angle?" Locke sneered, "What's the harm if I admit it? Narcissa's success is the meaning of my birth into this land."

"Unfortunately, your experiment ended up being flawed due to interference from the funder."

"No, that little flaw is not important. When I met Narcissa again, I got the most satisfactory answer."

"I see."

The Doctor seemed to have figured something out.

He looked down at Loken and sneered:

"How pitiful! After you fulfilled your own wish in such a cruel way, you actually started to pursue human satisfaction.

When you find yourself forgotten, your first reaction is to hope that Rosemary will remember you again. You don’t want to be forgotten, and you hope that the answer you have been pursuing all your life will remember you. "

Locke stared at the Doctor.

For the first time, he deeply realized the terrifying person in front of him. Just a few words of temptation revealed the truth that was hidden by his madness.

But soon a low laugh came from Locke's throat.

The corners of his mouth turned up, his expression was a little ferocious: "What can you do after seeing through me? Kill me? Or stop me from meeting Narcissa?

It's useless. The moment Narcissa and I met again, I had already left a trace in Narcissa's memory again, even if you destroyed the letter I sent her, even if you tried your best to erase my trace from Narcissa's world.

But Narcissa will regain her memory one day. She is the perfect weapon and no one can control her.

By then, she will naturally dig out all the experiments I have done on her through the traces I left today, and the pain I inflicted on her will become the best fuel for her to vent her own power!"

After Locke finished speaking, his breathing began to become rapid.

He waited for the person in front of him to refute, and then he would find more powerful words to prove his judgment.

Unfortunately, the doctor said nothing and just searched for something in the terminal.

Locke felt like an anxious bachelor who had spent hours searching for spell materials, and ended up taking off his pants, only to find that the shy young lady in the materials turned around and started broadcasting a boring news program seriously.

The suffocating feeling of being stuck in the middle caused Locke's blood pressure to soar, and the wound on his broken leg hurt even more.

“Oh, it’s downloaded.”

The Doctor suddenly made a sound of delight.

"What are you doing?" Locke demanded.

"Don't be nervous. After I found out that you are just a little kid who longs to be recognized and remembered, I no longer worry that you can hurt Rosemary."

The doctor took out his earphones and plugged them into the terminal, then said slowly, "Who do you think Rosemary is? She is one of the few good kids among the problem children on our island. You, a half-human, half-ghost guy, are qualified to make Rosemary lose control?

You don't really think you're important to Rosemary, do you? In her heart, you're not even as important as the Pompeii that the white dog picked up from Xiosta.

Even if she knew who you were, what would happen? At most, she would just add a few notes to her memo: I met a very bad, ugly and annoying person today. "

"you!"

Locke's blood rushed to his face, and his face, which had been flushed with blood due to his injuries, actually regained some of its redness.

"But don't worry." The doctor squatted down and patted his bald spot. "Just because Rosemary doesn't bother to pay attention to you doesn't mean that we guardians will forgive you. Come, listen to a song and relax."

The doctor forced an earphone into Locke's ear.

Loken:?

What is this guy doing?

Is it some special audio?

"Don't be nervous, it's just a piece of music I just downloaded from the Internet."

The doctor tried to adjust himself, and then put the other earphone into his ear: "But my situation is a little special now. I am a person with a curse. I have to be careful when I walk every day. I can't look at the girls. Sleeping is also torture."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Locke was confused.

The doctor's face beneath the mask showed a harmless smile:

"More importantly, after my exploration, I found that as long as the music I requested personally, it would be distorted into someone else's singing, and it would be effective for everyone."

"what!"

Locke's doubts turned into screams.

The doctor squatted beside him, his body shaking.

Rosemary next door was frightened by the scream, and her two cat ears stood up instantly.

Even the two groups of people rushing down the corridor stopped subconsciously.

The inhuman screams lasted for several minutes before slowly stopping. Rosemary opened the door a crack and looked around cautiously, but thinking of the doctor's instructions, she retracted her head again.

In the corridor, the agents of the Melander Foundation and the military soldiers looked at each other. The two groups decided to temporarily unite and moved together to the door where the screams came from.

The captains of the two teams leaned out of the door together and saw that the target of the mission in the room had white eyes, foamed at the mouth, and was lying on the ground twitching continuously. The hooded man who was emphasized not to be harmed in the mission staggered to his feet, looked back at them with disordered breathing.

"You guys are a little late. Please help me call the girl next door over. My legs are a little weak now."