947 Head Of NIRV


    It was clear that the guard wasn’t used to using the baton. When swinging it and the baton started to electrify, he turned his head away and held it by the edge, afraid he was going to get hurt.


    The entirety of Dean’s body lit up, and all the workers who were coming in and out of the place turned their attention to the commotion that had occurred inside. Although they had many people come in, it wasn’t every day something like this would happen.


    The woman behind the reception had even taken a step back due to the strong amount of sparks. In the end, though, the baton pulled away as its power surge stopped.


    The guard then blinked a few times as he looked at the large man. "You''re completely fine... how can you be completely fine?"


    Dean grunted a bit; the electrifying effect did sting a bit. He was just so focused on the task and the receptionist ahead.


    "Hey, are you listening to me? We told you to leave, or do you want to have another shock?" the guard shouted again.


    Since there was no response, he swung the baton again and it lit up once more. Before it reached Dean, though, he reached out with his own hand and grabbed the guard by the wrist.


    "I would appreciate it if you didn’t do that. It kind of hurt last time," Dean said, and for the first time, he turned to look at the guard. When staring at him, his eyes were now glowing red.


    All the hairs on the guard’s body stood up as he was paralyzed with fear. When Dean relaxed his grip, the guard dropped the baton straight onto the floor and started to run away.


    The woman at the reception wanted to shout at the guard, questioning the point of hiring someone like him if he wasn’t even going to do his job.


    When Dean turned back to the receptionist, he saw a long claw heading straight for him. He quickly ducked, avoiding the hit, and took a step back when he saw someone at the counter.


    "Oh, you''re fast. You''re really fast. I like it," the man said.


    "I overheard you from before. You said that you were an Altered, correct, and you want to see a researcher?" the old man asked.


    "Yes... I have a particular situation, and I want to see if someone can help me," Dean replied.


    "Well, the fact that you were able to take out an Altered by yourself is proof enough to me that you are an Altered. So I guess I can help you. Bianca, cancel all my meetings for today, tell them an emergency has come up," the man said.


    After saying those words, the man confidently walked ahead and gestured for Dean to follow him. He said things with confidence, didn’t speak many words, and just got on with his work.


    Even after seeing what Dean could do, it was strange this man wasn’t afraid of him. He would assume that every human would at least have a little bit of fear towards Altereds or strong humans, but it wasn’t true for this man.


    "Thank you... umm, I don’t know your name. May I have your name?" Dean asked.


    "Sure, my name is Rickle Epmen, and I’m one of the founders of NIRV, so you''re in good hands," he replied.


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