Kapitel 4: Chapter 4 Shit Stirrer

In the flashy Benz, Justin drove while Apex observed with childlike curiosity. Though motionless, his senses were heightened, and his violet eyes darted in all directions.

Within minutes, Apex's perception of the world transformed, leading him to address Justin by his name instead of "All Father." This rapid shift was overwhelming for Justin, who felt that the previous formality was excessive. The thoughts running through Apex's mind remained a mystery to everyone.

Today, the duo aimlessly drove around, devoid of a set destination. Apex sought to observe the diverse world surrounding him, particularly fascinated by the various outfits people wore—unlike his own monotonous attire. Despite his hurriedly prepared clothing, Apex possessed the means, courtesy of Hammer Industries, to order a plethora of clothing options. Height or even being non-human mattered little in his pursuit.

If Justin says this rock is a pig, then it is a pig. If Justin says this pig is a cow, then it is a cow. If Justin says this cow is a human, the it is a human. He could let Apex feel the luxury of being a young master of a typical cultivation novel if he wanted.

In a capitalist society, what is impossible, particularly in America? If he claimed to be an experimental bodyguard robot created by Hammer, people would be obligated to believe him. However, Justin desired to keep Apex concealed. Suddenly, while they were driving, Apex's mechanical ears perked up.

Apex closed his eyes and utilized the satellite to assess the situation. He observed a house engulfed in flames located behind the block, with an individual still trapped inside. In the vicinity of an apartment building, three fire extinguisher trucks and a group of firefighters were diligently working to control the blaze.

Suddenly, several firefighters emerged from the building, guiding people to safety away from the fire. Unbeknownst to them, a man attempted to jump out of the burning structure, only to be forcefully pulled back inside by an unfamiliar hand. This occurrence puzzled Apex, as he could not find any relevant information in his database regarding the origin or nature of such a grotesque hand.

Despite thoroughly searching through his encyclopedic database, he failed to discover any clue. This left him in a state of heightened curiosity. Apex presented Justin with a satellite-captured clip, and he too wore a puzzled expression upon viewing it. The occurrence depicted in the clip didn't ring a bell in Justin's memory. He began questioning whether this was a divergent version of the Marvel universe, distinct from their usual 616-Marvel Earth. Such thoughts caused Justin to narrow his eyes, realizing that if this indeed wasn't the 616-Marvel Earth, the situation could become even more complex. Previously, Justin had found comfort in the familiarity of his surroundings, but now, after watching the clip, he couldn't confidently assert the same.

Realizing he had stumbled upon a lead, Justin couldn't afford to overlook it. He drove his vehicle slowly to a secluded corner and dispatched Apex to investigate further. Swiftly, Apex sprinted towards the desolate back alley, a place rarely frequented by anyone, and effortlessly transformed into a drone. Utilizing the edges and rooftops as camouflage, the drone stealthily advanced towards the engulfed building. As it reached its destination, Apex reverted back to his original form.

Apex felt a sense of urgency, uncertain of how long the aging, dilapidated building could withstand the raging inferno. It made an attempt to open the door on the roof but found it locked. Nevertheless, this minor obstacle was inconsequential. Retracting a few steps, Apex propelled itself towards the door, delivering a forceful double kick that sent it flying open.

Hurriedly entering the premises, Apex found himself surrounded by a chaotic scene of blazing objects. Suddenly, a faint, guttural scream pierced the air, swiftly silenced.

If an ordinary human were present, they might have dismissed or not even registered the sound, but Apex remained on high alert, like a predator sensing danger. Predators fight for food, but prey fight for their lives. Instead of descending the stairs to the lower floor, Apex encountered a charred area that had transformed into a new path downwards. Without hesitation, Apex cautiously peered down.

Initially, there was nothing remarkable, but as Apex turned his head, an unimaginable sight unfolded before him—a grotesquely disfigured figure, unrecognizable as a human, engaged in a horrifying act. The figure had already reduced another person to a near pulp, their hand vigorously stirring the grisly mess. This person, aptly nicknamed "Shit Stirrer" by Apex, seemed obsessed, their veins bulging outside their body as they relentlessly searched for something. The pulsating veins greedily absorbed whatever substance they craved, punctuated by intermittent moans of satisfaction from the unrecognizable figure. The scene was a nightmarish tableau of carnage and depravity, searing into Apex's consciousness with chilling horror.

Today, Apex discovered some new human hobbies and was intrigued to see what this person would do next. While a human observer might have felt nauseated by the scene, Apex remained unaffected by such sensations. Although Apex had no intention of disturbing Shit Stirrer, it was a different story when Shit Stirrer himself wished to avoid being disturbed.

Just as Shit Stirrer was immersed in his enjoyment, he caught sight of a peculiar masked individual peering down at him from the floor above, hanging upside down—an unmistakable presence of Apex.

The masked person looked at him curiously but Shit Stirrer felt somehow offended and angry.

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