Adopted Soldier

In a spacious white room, Alex was fighting numerous people while naked. These people were all members of the lowest tier in the Shadow Mercenaries, but even though the in lowest positions, strength wise they could be considered to be at the top of the A ranks in the mercenary system.

Also even though these members of the Shadow Mercenaries might be the lowest ranked members, but they still had their pride. Since everyone in the Shadow Mercenaries were people with huge pride and ego. They couldn't accept the fact that they needed to fight Alex as a group, and they were even fighting him armed, as he remained naked with nothing.

The man hidden behind the curtain the true boss of the Shadow Mercenaries actually said it was alright to kill Alex, if they were able to. This was a direct provocation on their skill. Alex was unarmed while they had their weapons at hand, and they were told they could kill the boy if they could. They were even told that if one of them was able to kill Alex, they could get a very high position as the vice-leader of the Shadow Mercenaries. This position doesn't even exist at the moment, but it would be specially made for anyone who could kill Alex.

It was like the higher ups were telling them, that no matter what they did they wouldn't be able to kill Alex. So with their angered egos they first tried attacking Alex one by one. That proved to do nothing, even though they shoot at him with actual guns, Alex could easily dodge. Even if they got near enough and shoot at him, Alex could still easily dodge a bullet. They then tried to fight Alex using melee weapons, but they were still easily subdued.

At that point they figured that Alex, even though he was a kid wasn't someone they could kill one on one. So they then fought Alex in groups. At first they went inside by fives, then by tens, then it reached twenties. Now every time one of them falls another replaced him.

At the beginning Alex would need to attack twice or thrice to take down an opponent, but as a day passed and he was given no time to rest, Alex's movements got even more minimized. Now he hits his opponents only one time to subdue them. He no longer moved erratically and instead only moved the minimum amount needed for that moment.

As Alex continued to fight his body moved in a way that preserved energy. He only had a millisecond to catch his breath as he continued to fight. By the third day he fought, Richter released some lions and eagles into the room.

Alex seeing the meat that wasn't human come into the room, quickly moved to kill them. The agents of the Shadow Mercenaries, that were inside the training room, were all ordered to stop Alex from killing the animals. Yet no matter how the animals and the agents of the Shadow Mercenaries struggle to kill Alex, they weren't able to stop Alex from killing the animals. Alex at the moment had no other choice but to eat the meat raw. As he continued fighting the members of the Shadow Mercenaries inside the white room, he ate right in front of them as he fought.

This wounded the prides of the agents fighting Alex even more than before. Richter who was watching his grandson decimate many of the agents from the organization was beaming with excitement.

'Will you finally become the perfect Greyhound, the one who would bite the throat of the Emperor, and the other foolish nations that left ours to die?'

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Alex continued fighting the agents for days and every now and then, he would be given some meat to hunt and eat, he also had water that came from the sprinklers to drink, but he wasn't able to rest as he continued to fight. His body was now beyond fatigued, still he had no choice but to continue onward. The moment he rested was the moment he who would rest forever.

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On the sixth day of fighting, Richter sent in actual high ranking members of the Shadow Mercenaries. These guys would be ranked mid tier S ranks if they were registered as Mercenaries. The lower tier agents moved out, as they allowed the two to enter the room. Before they enter the white room, the two agents spoke to each other.

"Why should we be fighting a naked dude? What the hell are the higher ups thinking?"

"I don't know and I don't care. The only reason I'm doing this, is because of that chance to become vice-leader."

"I know how you feel man, so who's going first? I think-" The moment the two stepped foot into the room, Alex disappeared from his spot and a jumping axe kick came out of nowhere. The man who was about to get hit, saw Alex's attack coming and was about to block, but he couldn't make it in time. The last thing he saw was Alex's uninterested face as his neck snapped.

Alex after finishing off one of the two was about to attack the other one, but as expected of a high level agent he was able to back away quickly. Still that distance wasn't enough for him to get away from Alex. Seeing that Alex was about to move towards his direction, the agent threw some grenades and used his pistol to ward off Alex.

When the smoke cleared Alex was no longer in front of the man. Obviously the agent didn't believe that Alex was blown away by the grenades. He then felt something behind him and quickly ducked. The agent saw that Alex was already behind him and was almost able to pierce the agent's heart using nothing but his bare hands.

Alex was able to move like this, because he no longer needed to consciously go on a RELEASE state, within the numerous days he kept on fighting Alex figured out a way to always be in a RELEASE state. Basically he was now able to use eighty percent of his muscles potential all the time, without his body getting any kind of backlash.

The agent was now a bit fearful of Alex, but he was still an agent of the Shadow mercenaries so he was still able to somehow keep calm. First he needed to get some distance from Alex. Yet as he was about to move aside, he saw that Alex had his back wide open.

'Does he no longer think I'm an opponent? Damn brat!' The moment the agent thought this, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked at his chest and saw that there was a big hole right where his heart was suppose to be. It seems that he wasn't able to dodge Alex's attack after all.

Those were his lasts thoughts as he died without being able to fight back.

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Richter who usually had a neutral expression was now smiling in joy and excitement. His grandson was nearing his level at a rapid rate. It was just matter of time before he would surpass him.

Richter then clicked a button on his side, making the room Alex was in fill up with sleeping gas. Alex like before was already used to this, and as he expected he once again heard the same line from his f*cking sh*thead of a grandfather.

"Alex you pass this test with flying colors.. Onto the next test."