Section 98: Desecration Priest Cang Xu

"I... who am I?" The Fishman with brown scales opened his eyes.

Before him was a ceiling made of metal.

He looked around and found himself lying on a thin metal bed. Other than that, there was nothing else in the room.

"Where on earth is this?"

"Who am I?"

When the brown-scaled Fishman delved into this question, he couldn't help but hold his head with both hands, feeling a soul-deep, intense agony.

"I... I remember now!"

"My name is Hehehe."

"The reason why it's this name is that when I laugh, I make a 'hehehe' sound."

"Yes, that's right, I am the black-scaled Fishman Hehehe."

"But why?!"

"Why are my fish scales brown?"

"No, that's not right!"

"None of this is right!"

Bang.

A soft sound rang out, the brain of the brown-scaled Fishman exploded in a minor burst. In an instant, the fishman's brains and blood covered the floor, walls, and ceiling of the metal room.

"Subject No. 213 is a failure," Cang Xu said, his voice cold and expressionless.