"Turns out the thing I was most afraid of was being sliced up for research by the Trainer Guild."
David Jones exhaled a turbid breath, his powerful, unparalleled physique shattering the operating table's restraints under the bewildered gazes of the many researchers.
"Good, good, good, even a Class VI King Beast couldn't break free from the Octagonal Heart Lock, this kid must hold a great secret, capture him quickly!"
Seeing David Jones free himself, a researcher with a square face exclaimed, not alarmed but pleased.
"Like to research, huh!"
David Jones's face darkened, and he reached out toward the group of researchers who were huddled together.
"Boom!" In an instant, several people were dead.
Seeing his colleagues dead or severely injured, the square-faced man hastily summoned his Pet and turned to run.