AGENT: The Agent of Mutants

63. Persuading isn't an easy thing

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Room 1

The dim light of the lamp that illuminated the room without ventilation became the first thing the hazel-haired girl saw. He blinked his eyes several times, forcing his vision to display a clear view.

He looked down, he was sitting on a chair made of iron. With a consciousness that was still eighty percent, he tried to move his hand, hard and cold, as cold as the iron he was sitting on. Can't do. The girl tore her body left and right, unable to move as well.

His head was fixed forward, three men with thick glasses, about 40 years old and above, standing firmly staring at the girl seriously. They wear white laboratory coats. He knitted his eyebrows. His gaze shifted on the two burly men who each stood by crossing their hands in the corner of the room on the right, and the left.

"W-who.." the girl gulped down her saliva, ".. you guys?" As the ghosts often paced before him, he preferred to fear these people. Why, more afraid of them? At least the ghosts looked at him with pained, though ugly, more humane gazes than those before him who looked at him as if they were about to reach into his kidneys for sale.

One of the men in the laboratory suit walked towards him, then occupied a seat in front of the girl. The serious look on his face changed instantly. "Professor J." He said with a smile, "Calm down, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

The girl tore her body again, trying to remove the rope that tied her body with this chair. "What the fuck?! Where me?! Who're you! What do you want from me?!" The impact was loud, covering its original trembling tone.

The girl had a beautiful dark brown bead, a very matching color with straight hair all over her shoulders, plus a healthy looking shiny white skin. From his accent, everyone will know right if he is of Japanese blood.

He's afraid. Who would not be afraid if suddenly in a small closed room, with 5 men and a body tied to an iron chair, plus both hands in handcuffs behind the chair, he said, while the last memory he had was on his way home in a lamborghi-car

"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO PUT THE GUN DOWN!" instead of playing, he shouted at the white-clothed man in front of him with a fiery look, "GET OFF ME! THEN I'LL GIVE YOU THE KEYS TO THE CAR!" His lie. Of course the key is on- "Alex! WHERE'S ALEX?!"

The man claiming to be Professor J was chuckling.

"Down your voice, I won't take your kidney from its place or hurt you even a little, so. Please listen," said the professor calmly, "first, sorry to startle you and bring you along.." hypnotically, he said in his heart, "not necessarily." As soon as he saw the girl wanted to cut off the conversation, he immediately continued, "You're at our base, the Mars scientist who has only been in a relationship with Earth for 3 years."

The girl was stunned. Knowing he's inside the most anti-entry building on the planet. Under the auspices of the provisional government agency, the Research and Defense Center of Mars, is located in the city of Neuren, or commonly referred to as the 'headquarters of scientists'.

He looked at the man sharply, "A-what's willing-" had yet to finish his sentence, Professor J chuckled, "Wait a minute.I'm not done yet."

He took a deep breath, preparing to explain everything. "Well remember what happened 3 years ago?"

The girl only nodded this time, the man continued, "The apocalypse that happened to Earth, became the thing that haunted hundreds of scientists here. Never once did our alpha examine the apocalypse caused by the superhuman group, until finally, Professor Zen, the leader here, found the signs that did not make the eyes," the girl was focused, he said, he listened really, "Bad news that you won't want to hear," Professor J lowered his head, letting out a small sigh. Nor did he think something like this would happen.

"It's coming, approaching the planet, Axelia Kozuki."

The girl, Axelia, is wide-eyed.

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[The same conversation took place in the second, third, and fourth rooms.]

Room 2

"He's coming, approaching the planet, Alex Benedict."

Instead of being shocked, the man laughed crisply.

The professors in front of him looked at each other in confusion.

"... HUHAHAH! Wh-whuh! my stomach hurts.." he said grimacing in pain, still with the remains of his laughter.

The man made a tear, either because of his strange sense of humor or his questionable sanity, "So." he tried to catch his breath, "you hypnotized me... for this joke?" she still with a small laugh.

A moment later, he turned to the ceiling, trying not to get his hair to hit his face, or he would be more tormented because the sweat that began to pour from his forehead would make strands of his hair stick, itchy, itchy, but what can I do? His hand was helplessly handcuffed.

The room where it was occupied was inversely proportional to Room 1, where Axelia was. The room actually has more than 4 large windows that actually fit for a body the size of Axelia blur. Unfortunately everything is closed, but at least there is artificial sunlight (not to be surprised, the end of the Earth does make people here crazy to make artificial sun that time stops and goes the same as the moon.) who infiltrated blatantly from all directions to come to Alex.

His reddish-brown hair increasingly looks flaming pressing his tone ginger red hair.

"Alex, look at me. Do people here seem to be kidding?" Said one of the professors calmly, but firmly.

The man named Alex looked at the three professors in front of him, checking their faces one by one, looking for signs that they were boasting.

Not getting what he was looking for, making his jaw drop, he slipped, displaying his idiot face, "You guys are really serious?" he brought his face closer to the professor, "What are we here for?! Let's run!!" He said out loud, making the two guards at the door side of the room gasp in shock.

One of the professors who stood at the very back of the two professors - who had been serving Alex's five-centimeter brain - gasped for breath and massaged his temple, thinking whether Professor Ally had picked the wrong person. "Where do you want to run?" Tired.

Alex narrowed his eyes thinking, "Hmmm.." he looked at the ceiling, "Pluto is safe no?"

"Alex, that mutant has already made two hundred million mutant troops and will definitely increase. So you're choosing to be serious or not?" The professor is tired. He whispered to his friend, "Let's go, I'm tired of talking to him, I think the dope has another effect on him. So fly-fly." His words then answered a steady nod from the professor next to him who was also lazy to serve him again.

"Eh, why?" Alex advanced his body, made the rope that tied him interested, "Kok I wasn't invited to confer? Discuss what? So moving to Pluto??"

Not wanting to prolong it again, one of the professors approached him, then occupied a seat in front of Alex that had been provided. "Take my question seriously" he said.

Alex fixed his sitting position, the professor's eyes finally managed to force the man to obey, "Yes, alright, what?" Her words sincerely.

The professor fiercely sighed, preparing his patience.

"If tomorrow is doomsday, and you're given a choice. First of all, you can cry while apologizing to your mom and dad at home, or do you want to live longer?"

"If tomorrow's the end?" she said with both eyebrows, and Alex smiled, "Golden baths"

"I'm a scientist. You piss me off once again, I'm turning you into a zombie." Cut the professor off. The two friends behind him gave a look 'I can't believe my time will be wasted on this one being'.

Alex chuckled, "I think I'd choose to live longer..." He leaned his body again, ".. can it?" he asked, really curious this time.

"Yes, I can." The professor smirked triumphantly. Finally the man before him answered correctly.

"E-uh? But don't turn me into a zombie, you know, how's my boyfriend gonna be." Then he remembered something, "oh yeah it's broken up with, yes it's been a zombie is also okay." Tidbits lightly. Not sure if it's serious or not.

The professor gave a small laugh, almost inaudible. He's calm now. The subject has confirmed. "Just calm down, it won't be a zombie."

Alex turned his head, he knitted his brows, "Then?" Unbelievable, it turns out he really thought he would be made a zombie.

"What did you say?!!" Alex said very loudly.

The three professors looked at each other with uneasy eyes. Oh naw. What the professors feared happened, he refused. Ck, how else should I convince him...

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

"Why are you drugging me?!! I will be offered!!"