Chapter 492: The Wrath of the Watchdog
by xennovelAt the same time, it wasn’t only the Drunkard who struck.
On the western side of Sea Country, the Watchdog of Qinggang, after receiving orders, immediately rose to his feet.
He was tall and brawny, clad in heavy clothes and wearing a hat, every inch of him tightly wrapped, revealing nothing.
Amid the crowd, he stood like a little giant.
Yet in the backdrop of the dark sea and the frenzied multitude, he still appeared incredibly small.
But as he sensed the omnipresent, ever-intensifying field around him, he suddenly burst into laughter.
Then, with sudden force, he ripped off his hat to reveal a bald head marked with thick suture scars. In the very next moment, he tore open his own clothes to expose a bloodied gash on his chest, through which his beating heart was visible.
“All of you, get back!”
He glared at the horde surging from the deck and bellowed fiercely.
Even with the roar of the tide, his voice rang out clearly.
“Shhrrr…”
At that very moment, the stitched parts of his head suddenly split open, revealing a mouth lined with two rows of menacing teeth and a bright red tongue that shot up into the air, its tip shaped like a venomous snake.
Meanwhile, his heart pounded violently as it managed to force its way out of his body.
It bounced out like a lump of flesh, still connected by strands of tissue.
The fascia of his heart undulated, parting to reveal an eye.
On his back, countless worm-like blood threads spread and intertwined in the air, forming a vast net.
A venomous snake, sprouting from his skull, hissed as it rapidly lengthened to several dozen meters like a giant python, lashing at the Sea Country men and clawing at their chaotic Mental Power with a look of insatiable greed.
The worm-like blood threads on his back spread out like a net, preventing anyone from jumping off into the sea.
The eye emerging from his heart opened coldly, and under its gaze everyone was startled, collapsing onto the deck.
On that dark sea, the Watchdog suddenly became far more terrifying than any nightmare demon.
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“There will be no trouble at the Watchdog’s end; he alone possesses three distinct ability traits.”
At the same time, Han Bing was briefing Lu Xin on the situation at the Watchdog’s post.
Lu Xin was taken aback: “Three abilities?”
If his memory served him right, Ability Users usually had only one inherent trait, sometimes branching into three abilities.
“That’s right,” replied Han Bing.
Han Bing continued, “The Watchdog is actually the product of a forbidden experiment. He once lost control, collapsing in the Wasteland, waiting to die. His bizarre condition terrified everyone—until Commander Shen from the City Defense Department rescued him and brought him back to Qinggang for treatment. Ever since, he’s been deeply grateful to Commander Shen and has served the department faithfully.”
“He named himself Watchdog, inspired by the legendary three-headed hound of Hell.”
“His three ability traits make him as if he has three heads.”
“……”
Lu Xin couldn’t help but marvel; Qinggang truly hides many extraordinary talents.
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Meanwhile, in the North, the Godly Woman, upon receiving orders, set down her flashlight and lipstick, casually grabbed a bottle of water, gulped down half of it, cleared her throat, and then picked up a blue-and-white speaker to start her tirade.
“You useless lot of wild men, all you do is spout nonsense every day…”
“Your wife ran off—don’t you care that your kid is calling someone else ‘dad’?”
“You obsess over every little thing; even down there, everything’s falling apart, don’t you know?”
“……”
Her amplified voice rang out crystal clear over the roaring sea.
And a hidden power within her curses began to spread rapidly over Sea Country, propelled by the field constructed by Doll.
Countless Sea Country men, previously unhinged and indifferent, now showed brief expressions of pain and torment on their faces.
As her rant intensified, some faces turned ashen as they looked downward.
“This…”
Han Bing mentioned the Godly Woman with a slightly embarrassed tone.
Yet he persisted, explaining in a professional manner:
“The Godly Woman’s ability affects people’s subconscious. While it rarely causes direct harm, its impact is immense. In a manner of speaking, her power makes you suddenly fret over whether you locked the door, even after countless trips downstairs…”
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In the South, a burly Fat Man covered in tattoos—even his neck was fully inked—appeared, built like a tank. He was the kind of guy whose mere grunt at a barbecue would send nearby couples scurrying away.
Facing the wild mass charging from the Sea Country deck, his pupils abruptly shrank in shock.
Then he fell silent, and soon his body began trembling.
An indescribable expression of panic spread across his face as even his fatty flesh quivered.
“No way… all these men charging in—are they planning to jump into the sea?”
“How can there be such dreadful pollution—could it be coming for me?”
“If I try to stop them, won’t they bite me?”
“Hey, hey, hey, I just want to live a normal life. Why do these terrible things always happen to me?”
“But I can’t just stand aside. If I don’t show up, those high-level officials will surely take me out in secret.”
“……”
The more he spoke, the more his terror mounted—his face turned pale and it seemed every hair on his body stood on end.
By his actions, it was clear he was about to collapse, clutching his head and sinking to the ground.
Yet his panic kept welling up from deep within, and worse, it was spreading rapidly through the field constructed by Doll, engulfing the people of Sea Country.
The faces of the frenzied men suddenly contorted with fear as they anxiously scanned their surroundings.
The chaotic crowd, the dark night, and the ominous sea combined to instill an indescribable dread.
That fear was so overwhelming that it nearly erased all other thoughts.
They were afraid of the mob, fearing they might be attacked at any moment.
They trembled in the dark night, haunted by the possibility of lurking horrors.
Many had already rushed to the deck’s edge, only to have their legs give out, unable to leap into the water.
Because none of them knew if there were monsters lurking in that pitch-black sea…
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“The fourth auxiliary Ability User is named Luohan. He was previously used as a test subject in the Special Cleaning Department to assist our work.”
Han Bing then introduced the tattooed Fat Man to Lu Xin, saying, “His real name is Luo Pang, but his fear of ghosts led him to change it to Luohan—to scare off any spirits. He’s covered head to toe in tattoos because of the rampant thuggery on the streets, and he’s so paranoid he won’t take elevators for fear of falling, or live on high floors because of earthquakes…”
Lu Xin was dumbfounded: “So that’s why…”
“Exactly. He suffers from severe persecutory delusions.”
Han Bing continued, “His ability allows him to transmit his own fear of persecution to others.”
Lu Xin was amazed and suddenly remarked:
“If his delusions are this severe, how in the world could you subject him to experiments?”
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“Because his paranoia is so extreme.”
Han Bing added, “He’s convinced that Qinggang will eventually take him out, so he willingly offers himself up in the hope that the Researchers will go easy on him when they make their cut.”
“And because of his mindset, he’s exceptionally obedient during missions—whether it’s medication experiments or second-stage enhancement surgeries…”
“His strength improved rapidly and steadily!”
“……”
Lu Xin was at a loss for words.
He could only concede that the world is full of wonders.
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With the four auxiliary personnel now in action, the frenzied men on the Sea Country deck were instantly blocked from all four sides, unable to leap into the sea, while their rising agitation surged like rats in a furnace, screaming in panic.
At least one hundred thousand of Sea Country’s men survived.
One hundred thousand—a terrifying number indeed.
But now, they were completely sealed on the deck by five Ability Users from Qinggang.
It was a sight of overwhelming, almost breathtaking visual impact.
Above the entire Sea Country deck, the field constructed by Doll grew ever more impenetrable.
With no distractions, she focused solely on increasing the mental radiation density within the field.
The density of Mental Power began to rise, forming an invisible, all-encompassing cage—intangible, formless, yet omnipresent.
70%… 85%… 99%…
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“Field construction complete. The estimated mental radiation value has reached…”
In the Command Center, staff fixated on the numbers displayed on the Mental Detection Device, exclaiming excitedly.
“Excellent.”
Professor Bai, seated inside a containment unit, suddenly tore off his helmet and gasped deeply.
Then, he grabbed a walkie-talkie and announced loudly, “Begin the final curse cleanup test!”
“Clack, clack, clack…”
In an instant, staff in every command room frantically tapped on keyboards with lightning speed.
Order after order was issued: “All departments, prepare. Begin the final curse cleanup test…”
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“So, we’ve finally reached the last step?”
Lu Xin heard a voice through his glasses, let out a deep sigh, and slowly looked upward at Doll suspended in the air.
The dense Mental Power twisted the air, rendering her form slightly blurred.
Infinite Mental Power radiated from her core, enveloping everything in its vicinity.
She emanated a mysterious and powerful aura, almost that of a queen.
Faced with a curse potent enough to destroy a nation, was Doll finally ready to confront it head-on?