All Chapters of Agent's Dog System: Chapter 81
- Chapter 90
169 chapters
81.Without Leaving Any Trace
The special department was reviewing what had happened, with some forensic units that had arrived at the scene working together with Tecro. A technical team had entered the police station to restore the power in the building. Another group, dressed in white suits, was carrying bags containing all the fallen officers, while Tecro and his team were taking detailed photographs of the scene."Do you know what might have happened?" the special agent asked Tecro."No, but I saw the woman we captured leave with a man. I took a photo of the car and the license plate, but I need to enhance the image with software," Tecro replied."Do it, kid," responded the special agent, Carlo, a man in his fifties with a deep, firm voice that exuded experience."Right away," said Tecro, quickly transferring the image to his tablet to begin processing it.As Tecro worked, another special agent accompanying Carlo intervened. It was Mina, a woman in her thirties whose sharp gaze reflected intelligence and deter
82.The Return of the Dog
"Tecro, but how is this possible?" he murmured, pointing at one of the people present. "Call your office. Tell them they’ve tampered with the image and placed people who aren’t responsible for this horrendous event."The agent nodded and quickly dialed from his phone. The scene was absolute chaos. Agent Mina arrived on-site with two other colleagues, but what they found was devastating: all the vehicles from their unit were destroyed, some riddled with bullet holes; the agents in the front had lost their lives, and those in the back were critically injured."Call an ambulance," Mina ordered urgently, and one of her companions immediately contacted emergency services.Following the trail of destruction left by Paul and Vera, they reached the car where Carlo had been traveling. The vehicle was completely wrecked, engulfed in fierce flames."Use the car’s fire extinguisher, and you, call the firefighters as well," Mina instructed firmly, delegating tasks among her team.Once the flames w
83.The Price of Power
Before the ships carrying the orphans arrived, Zeus descended into what appeared to be a basement. There, he found Maos standing in front of a rehabilitation tank. Inside the tank, floating in a greenish liquid, was Sir Larot. Devoid of armor or clothing except for a swimsuit and a helmet that completely covered his face, the man displayed an athletic physique, with several scars marking his skin: some crossed his back, while a long, deep one ran across his chest like a reminder of past battles."And so, doctor, how is the patient?" asked Zeus as he entered the laboratory, his voice echoing with authority in the cold room."He’s fine. I’ve stabilized him, and I believe he’ll recover in a couple of days," replied Maos calmly, adjusting some controls on the tank’s panel."Good. Now, I want you to activate his mental control so he becomes more obedient to my commands," instructed Zeus, his tone firm and demanding."Yes, sir. As you wish," responded Maos, pressing a button located outside
84.Encounters and Crossroads
Adrian Walls listened as a familiar voice said, "How are you, old friend?" Eduard indicated with a barely perceptible smile."Oh, it's you… or half of you, to be precise," Adrian replied, noticing the missing arm of Eduard. The phrase was spoken in a light tone, almost as if he were trying to downplay something they both knew was significant. Standing before him was Adrian, a man of the same age as Eduard, though his appearance set him apart completely. Dressed like a true scientist, he wore an impeccable white coat, metallic gloves covering his hands, and thick glasses that suggested reduced vision. His average height contrasted sharply with Eduard's tall and slender figure."This is a wound from battle," Eduard explained, pointing to the empty space where his arm had once been."I see," Adrian said, adjusting his glasses as he observed with curiosity. "Although your arms always seemed different from human physiology due to your alien genes, I thought they were powerful and perhaps i
85.Level Ten (1)
Podbe was with Lidia and Rino when, suddenly, the leader of the cadets made his appearance. He was a tall, muscular man with a gaze that inspired fear. He stopped them and asked, in a stern tone, what they were doing with that animal. Rino, trembling, replied that the boss had put them in charge of the dog. "Nonsense, don’t lie to me, recruit," the man snapped. "The boss doesn’t seem like the kind of person who likes animals. Besides, you should have started your training this afternoon in class.""But sir, it’s true," interjected Lidia, trying to defend themselves. The man positioned himself behind them and, without another word, took them away, saying, "We’ll see about that."When they arrived, they entered a place that resembled a gym but was much more spacious. It had locker rooms, exercise machines, a swimming pool, a combat zone, and four lanes that surrounded the entire area where cadets ran with determination."Go change, put on your gym gear. That’s an order. The dog stays he
86.Level Ten (2)
The canine lunged at another robot, which was about to electrify the water in the pool where all the recruits were taking refuge. With a swift motion, he struck the robot with his claw attack, prompting it to defend itself. Without wasting a moment, Podbe used his Firehead again, unleashing a burst of blue flames that enveloped the robot and burned through its internal circuits until it was completely deactivated. The kids in the water sighed in relief, happy they hadn’t been electrocuted."The good thing about that attack is that it’s effective. The bad thing is that I can’t use it often; it has already cost me eighty mana," the dog remarked as he caught his breath."Yes, that’s the downside. But since you reached level nine, your stats have been restored," Reia explained calmly."That’s great. Then I’ll go after those two.""Don’t rush it, little dog. Both of them are already heading toward you," the AI warned in a serious tone."Alright, I’ll take them both out at once," the dog de
87.Adia's Past (1)
We found ourselves in an arid place, like an endless desert where the wind carried grains of golden sand beneath a clear sky. Before us, two factions prepared for war: one with a blue banner fluttering in the wind and the other with a red one proudly waving. Both wielded rudimentary weapons—sticks and swords lacking the craft skills of those from the Middle Ages. Crude bows hung from some shoulders, while the fighters wore animal skins, their rough seams barely covering their bodies.The battle began with a deafening roar. The men clashed, and the metallic sound of swords rang through the air. Bodies fell on both sides, staining the sand crimson. Among the warriors of the red side stood out a young woman with dark hair and fierce eyes. With every strike, she displayed exceptional skill; no enemy escaped her path. A young companion shouted from behind: “Leave something for the rest of us!” She simply winked at him and continued fighting with inexhaustible energy.Finally, the opposing
88.Adia's Past (2)
In a room illuminated by an intense light, a scientist in a white coat and mask covering his entire face could be seen, protecting every inch of his skin. “Hello, Gol,” said Eros Laos as he entered the room carrying Adia’s sculpture.“What do you bring me, partner?” asked Gol, a man whose voice sounded metallic beneath his protective gear. “This,” replied Laos, pointing to the sculpture. “You, who know so many things and gave me access to this technology back in the sixties, when no country had managed to create anything like it. Well, the Russians tried, but they failed,” he added with ironic laughter, recalling old comic books.“Mr. Ras doesn’t want any more failures,” commented Gol as he examined the sculpture. “Besides, we have a patient who seems to come from an era of ancient wars, judging by her attire. She’s young, perhaps between fourteen and fifteen years old. Maybe it’ll work, or it’ll be another loss. We’ve tested soldiers, even eighteen-year-olds, but we always end up with
89.Adia's Past (3)
Once the agony of the three ended, they fell into a coma-like state while hearing voices say, “It was a complete success.” Then, they sank into a deep sleep.“Well, I didn’t think we’d manage to create the first Metalux. Or Anglux, as you might call them, since this batch turned out well with these humans,” said Gol. “So I see: the age limit is that of young Milo, seventeen years old. I must note it in my records,” indicated Eros Laos.“Yes, this time they didn’t turn into amorphous things or disintegrate. Perhaps we could also test with some animals later. It would do us good to have an army of monsters, like dinosaurs,” commented Laos sarcastically.“Take the subjects to the clinical section and monitor their vital signs. Don’t forget to chain the girl,” ordered Laos. “And don’t forget to inform us when they wake up,” added Gol.“The subjects have returned with more stones to create Metalux. Good,” said Gol. “The bad part is that the portal is closed, and the subject has already die
90.Adia's Past (4)
The day of the first trial arrived. The team of ten Metalux was sent to fight the enemy army. All wore black combat suits and helmets covering their faces to avoid recognition. They carried no flag of any nation, as it was an ultra-secret mission. They were taken to the coast of Korea to rescue a doctor who had created a device capable of deactivating and controlling enemy weapons.The territory was hostile, and the mission was extremely risky. A simple letter carrier arrived at the location with an envelope containing a tarot card. After leaving it in the house, he departed. From it emerged, the ten members of the team, including Adia, were ready to carry out the mission. “Alright, let’s get to work. I want everyone ready,” said Milo, who was the mission leader. “What an arrogant guy,” one of the members commented. “Well, what did you expect from the boss’s son?” added another.“Silence and get to work,” ordered Milo, who had overheard the murmurs. “We’re entering enemy territory,” a