prynovel Chapter 795: Dare to Come? (2)
Chapter 795: Dare to Come? (2)
Chapter 795: Chapter 27: Dare to Come?_2
Jason never disappointed them.
Not before.
Not now.
And certainly not in the future.
"Go Jason!”
"Take down the other bastards!”
"You’re the strongest!”
…
Fans of Jason began furiously typing on their keyboards.
Although they still had no idea what was going on, why the livestream had started without reaching the finals in Zone F of the “game”, it didn’t stop them from supporting Jason.
Moreover, more and more people were flooding into Jason’s livestream.
Some were just curious.
Others were supporters of the “Electric Demon” originally.
As the “Electric Demon” died and the livestream went completely dark, these fans first sat stunned, then a portion of them cursed and left the livestream.
The rest came to Jason’s livestream.
They were simply curious.
They started watching this big guy wearing a mask, silent as a mute.
Jason noticed the movement of the surveillance cameras.
"Has the entire building’s ’emergency measures’ failed?”
While
Standards of humanity.
Jason continued towards the upper floors.
He hoped to find “food”.
So, Jason was exceedingly meticulous.
He “cleared” each floor methodically.
The Brutalizers encountered him one after another.
Each encounter ended with a single strike.
Without exception.
These criminals, perverts, believed beyond normal human imagination to be Brutalizers, were less dangerous to Jason than the everyday pedestrians of Nightless City.
Not just in terms of strength.
Perhaps, in terms of strength, these individuals were more formidable than the pedestrians of Nightless City.
But their behavioral patterns?
They were immature to the extreme.
No concealment, no tricks.
They would just roar and charge straight at you upon sight, engaging in a brute force clash.
Jason enjoyed this.
He liked enemies who were straightforward.
Especially those less powerful than him.
"Is it because of the ‘game’ that they’ve turned out this way?”
"Truly, the ‘taming’ effect is significant.”
Jason thought to himself.
The image of a lab rat pressing a button to receive food, then hammering away at it obliviously and tirelessly, forgetting everything else, came to his mind.
Didn’t the “Brutalizers” resemble that?
Maybe not in appearance.
But on the inside?
Exactly the same.
They had truly become mere materials for “entertainment.”
Perhaps it was bloody.
But the essence remained the same.
And as for that bit of bloodshed?
Nobody cared.