章 37: The Fox and His Creations

In such sleepy hours in between lunchtime and the end-of-day rush, a strange figure clothed in white sheets was running across the rooftops. Behind it was a pair of big-framed men in black suits as if bodyguards of some rich person. As for the rich person, it was a child in a white coat, carried by another of those big-framed men. However, he was merely following the two to keep them in his sight.

The child frowned as he held onto the big-framed man's neck for his dear life. That thing just escaped him, and he was not willing to let it go to waste. The body was in its prime state, and it had little to no flaws. He got too complacent and injected the thing with precious serums…

Now, it was running around as if it had some kind of destination.