Chapter 49: My Hand’s Out of Control
Though Enemy A—Rigil Gai—was inwardly seething at his intelligence team’s incompetence, now that Dr. Alien was standing right in front of him, he had no choice but to suppress his rage. He forced a smile and tried to look somewhat friendly.
“I am Rigil Gai. I’ve long heard of your great name, Dr. Alien, and seeing you today, you truly live up to it.”
He plastered on a forced grin and began flattery as though he hadn’t just been arrogantly demanding earlier.
Yi Ning didn’t care.
She was born under the Evil Council’s domain and graduated from Evil University, a place where turning on someone faster than flipping a book was par for the course.
Especially with someone like Xia An around—a master shapeshifter of speech, adapting to saints and demons alike.
As a result, Yi Ning had a very high tolerance for scum.
She’d seen plenty of chameleons and couldn’t be bothered to fuss over them. But that didn’t mean she had any patience for their blathering.
Her time was precious—every second brimmed with tens of thousands of evil ideas. She had no time for pointless rambling.
“What do you want? If it’s nothing, then scram already!”
She impatiently scratched her ear and issued the eviction order.
Sensing the disdain radiating from Yi Ning, Rigil’s rage flared higher.
Just a petty villain who couldn’t even conquer a backwater city—and she dared treat him like this?
He was destined to stand above all!
But knowing he still needed Dr. Alien’s help on his climb to the top, he swallowed the fire and forced a friendlier tone.
“Dr. Alien, I’m here to propose a deal.”
Rigil grinned, trying to appear sincere.
Too bad his eyes betrayed everything.
Seeing the fury dancing in his gaze, whatever little patience Yi Ning had left evaporated.
She had no interest in dealing with this kind of person, no matter the terms.
“My doorplate clearly says ‘No soliciting.’”
She waved dismissively, turned, and grabbed the doorknob, intending to end the meeting.
Clunk.
A force blocked the door from closing.
Rigil had jammed his designer shoe in the gap.
Then, he reached out, attempting to grab Yi Ning’s arm.
Just a minor league mad scientist in a third-rate town, and she dared mock him? He’d had enough of this fake-friendly exchange. He would fuse her with a remote bomb and make her his tool.
He should’ve done that from the start!
But with a casual move, Yi Ning dodged the grasp and smacked his face.
“Sorry, my hand’s got the same problem as your brain—something’s wrong upstairs. Whenever it sees a stray dog, it just slaps it on instinct.”
“Heh~ really sorry.”
Before he could react, Yi Ning gave him another slap mid-fake apology.
As she struck, she muttered, “See? Just like that—completely uncontrollable.”
Her hand then curled into a fist and smashed into his face.
“I swear, this habit of hitting people out of nowhere—you really need to fix that.”
Turning her body slightly, Yi Ning dramatically scolded the “misbehaving” hand with her other one.
That hand then lunged at her face again.
Luckily, she sidestepped—unluckily for Rigil, he took the full brunt of the punch to the nose.
Two streams of blood flowed from his nostrils.
“My apologies. I’ll discipline it later.”
Her words said “sorry,” but her tone and expression lacked even a hint of sincerity.
Yi Ning kicked away his foot from the door gap and closed the door using her “unruly” hand.
“Hold it right there.”
A metallic hand shot into the crack, halting the door again.
Yi Ning frowned. She didn’t bother wrestling over the door and let the man open it.
As it swung open, a figure made entirely of metal stood at the threshold.
Based on his attire and details, it was clearly the same Rigil Gai from earlier.
Yi Ning sized him up.
A man with the ability to turn his body into metal?
“You…”
The tin can finally speak.
His voice was infused with the humiliation and rage from earlier.
“You dare treat me like this—me, the most loyal right hand of the great leader of the Freedom Alliance! I’ll make you pay in blood!”
Too bad the threat didn’t so much as ripple Yi Ning’s mood.
If threats worked, her professors from Evil University wouldn’t have ended up orbiting space, chatting with aliens.
What did catch her attention was one phrase—
“Most loyal right hand of the Freedom Alliance’s leader.”
So this guy was part of the Freedom Alliance who had infiltrated the Hero Association, with the “Fusion” ability—he was the real culprit who turned Ye Qin into a human bomb.
Now it seemed he’d fused himself with metal for power.
Yi Ning narrowed her eyes.
Why had he come to her?
She recalled him earlier mentioning something about a “deal.”
Lu Zheng had said this guy tried to use Ye Qin’s life as a bargaining chip to exchange for three imprisoned Freedom Alliance members.
But thanks to Yi Ning’s interference, his plan had been perfectly foiled.
The “deal” must relate to that.
But where did he get the confidence to think he could convince her to help?
Committing crimes in a city under another evil organization’s turf was a serious provocation.
Yi Ning recalled his earlier attempt to grab her arm and combined it with Ye Qin’s fate. A theory popped into her head:
Was he planning to fuse her with a bomb too?
She felt a chill of relief.
Thankfully, he had disgusted her enough that she hadn’t let him touch her—or he might’ve succeeded.
From his behavior, it seemed his ability required physical contact.
Yet despite getting beaten, he hadn’t used it.
Did he need to make the contact himself?
Yi Ning pondered this carefully.