Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.

Chapter 81 -81



‘Armour Of Wind.’ Anon immediately activated his defensive skill.

*Swoooossshhhhhhh*

Suddenly sharp winds raised from the ground and covered Anon’s body, creating a very thin but strong armour that was almost invisible to naked eyes.

Jennifer’s eyes suddenly twitched as she removed her bloodlust.

“A defensive skill, a wind type. You are not that stupid, good for you.” She said as she again started to move down the stairs. 𝘦𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘦𝑙.𝑜𝑟𝘨

Immediately caught. If she is that strong why did she cried out like a little baby that day..?

After walking down for about 10 minutes both of them reached a big room that had a black board on it’s right wall and a table in front of it.

Jennifer went ahead and picked up a thick book from the table and opened it.

“Look…” She said as she pointed at one page of the book.

Anon went near to see what she was pointing at.

When he looked at the book, he saw a same painting of the creature he just fought in Freeda’s room.

“This is a Moltor.” Jennifer said.

“Yeah, you told me that back in Freeda’s room, tell me something else.”

“That’s the problem, there is a description of this monster written here but i can’t read it.”

Anon looked at the writtings under the picture carefully and noticed that they were written in English language.

“Intresting…” Anon picked up the book in his hands like a feather even though the book weighed around 10-13 kg.

“Moltor, A creature made from the consumption of ex-pill E2. This pill can only work on a brain dead person or a mind corrupted person.

Transformes the consumer into a monster giving him powers beyond imagination but everything comes with a cost and in this case the target loses his mind completely to bloodlust and becomes rogue but we have found a way to brainwash the target into being a mindless puppet that works on our command before the transformation and now we can tell him it’s target before he/she converts into a Moltor.

Experiment E2 has failed.” Anon stopped reading.

“You can read it…as i expected.” Jennifer said with a surprised face.

‘Oh shit.’

“You know the ancient texts.”

“These are ancient texts ?” Anon said as he looked at the book, but found it to be in a very good condition for being an ancient text.

“Yes but this book is not one of ancient texts, we found this one near an oak tree inside the forest of nightmares.”

‘Again, Oaktree.’

“You learned it from the magical beast didn’t you ?” Jennifer asked.

Anon looked at Jennifer in confusion but to save his cover he agreed.

“Yes, you are right.”

“I knew it, so did you thought about selling him ?” She asked with a smile.

“I am not selling anything.” Anon said with a counter smile.

“Tch”

“This is a Experiment log book.” Anon said as he closed the book and tapped on it’s red cover twice.

“What’s that ?” Jennifer asked in confusing tone.

Rich kids really have nut sized minds.

“A experiment log is a book contains the record of every incident that happens when anyone conducts an experiment.”

“Are you saying this is a guide of how you make a moltor ?”

After a long pause and a lot of staring at the book anon finally nodes his head in yes.

“You said the experiment failed means…”

“Yes, they were trying to make something else and the moltor was a failed creation.”

“Hmm…i wonder what they were trying to make with mind broken people who can’t even understand them ?” Jennifer said with a confused expression.

Suddenly anon’s eyes widened in surprise when he looked at the next page.

It was rather empty but that one word on the top got anon’s attention immediately.

“Zombie…”

“Huh…?” Jennifer asked in confusion.

“Now everything makes sense.” Anon said in a low tone as he connected everything together.

‘No.300, can you listen to me ?’

‘Yes, your grace.’

‘Go to sephie’s lab.’

‘As you command your grace.’

No.300 immediately left the camp where she was training the newbies and ran towards sephie’s lab as ordered by anon.

“Madam sephie where are you ?” No.300 called out to sephie.

“What is it no.300 ? I am inside the testing room.” Sephie’s voice was heard from a white room on the left.

“Madam sephie, Master anon is asking for your presence.”

Startled sephie immediately stopped the experiment she was conducting on two bunnies and came out of the room as soon as she heard no.300.

“What ? Where is master ? Is he here to conduct another Experiment ?” Sephie asked in a excited tone.

‘Ask sephie, what was the colour of the fruits that the zombies were carrying back when we observed them ?’

“Master want’s to know the colour of the fruits that the zombies were carrying back in the forest.”

“Huh…? I think they were apples.”

‘Master she says that they were apples.’

‘Ask her what tree’s stems were they carrying.’

“Master asks the name of the tree stems that the zombies were carrying.”

“Ummm….Doroin Orander. Yeah i am sure it was Doroin because it’s the only tree that has dark red stems.”

‘hahaha….okay ask her what type of monster did they killed in the forest.’

“Master asked about the monsters they killed inside the forest.”

“According to the records…red horned rabbits are being killed by the zombies at an incredible rate and second comes the Direwolf’s pack leaders. They are usually dark red in colour when they involve.”

‘nice…nice, is my lab ready ? Ask her.’

“Master asks if the lab is ready or not ? The one he asked for.”

“Yes, i prepared every item master asked for.”

‘Good, i will be returning soon.’

“As you say master, we will be looking forward to your return.”

The connection was then cutted.

“I will take my leave then.” Anon said as he started to leave the room.

“This my personal study room, you can come here if you want.” Jennifer said with a smile.

“Thanks.” Anon left as he said that but as soon as he turned around all of his expressions changed into a lunatic’s expressions.

‘Let’s do some cleaning, shall we.’

[Author: sorry for late uploads but i am in the middle of my exams and can’t pist that frequently.]


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