บท 1965: My Fault Again?

Luke had no time to deal with the three people who had fled.

There was nothing to say. If they ran into him again, that self-proclaimed 'god' Werner would be killed.

He could investigate Gordon later.

The most important thing now was to save the girl who had inexplicably 'betrayed' him.

His gaze fell on Skye, and he realized that she was still conscious.

He stopped tasering her and then shot her in the chest with a paralysis dart.

The dart was quickest to take effect here – it had nothing to do with the two shock waves he had just been hit with.

A few seconds later, he looked at Skye in surprise as she gradually recovered. "The paralysis dart is useless? Forget it, I'll be more direct."

As soon as he said that, he slapped her on the head.

Dong!

It was like an ordinary person slapping a watermelon to test how ripe it was. Skye, who had just regained some life in her eyes, blacked out and collapsed.