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Devil Scientist And Saviors Earth

Kenzo is a scientist who often makes extraordinary things. Kenzo has a mission to conquer this world, various kinds of sophisticated tools he made managed to wipe out most of the residents of Komora Village. The world knows Kenzo as The King Of Technology. Comes Skay, a woman determined to stop all Kenzo's missions. Skay's oath made Kenzo suffer! In the end, they are together, trapped in a complicated situation that makes feelings grow. This story is between a devil scientist and a people's protection organization leader.

Afifiii_ · Sci-fi
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5 Chs

1

In a vast field, there were a lot of people. They are members of an organization called 'DEXSTAR'. This organization aims to protect remote villages from becoming targets of oppression by influential people.

Everyone here wears the same clothes, a short-sleeved shirt with an umbrella, symbolizing their organization. Umbrella means always protecting those who are oppressed both with material and energy.

"WE WILL START THE MISSION ON TO KOMORA VILLAGE!" shouted the leader of Dexstar.

"PERMISSION, ASK THE LEADER!"

Skay Alulasya Rofanka, the leader Dexstar, turned toward the sound source. There was silence as Skay descended from where he was above.

"Please ask," said Skay.

"I received information that there is a community that wants to destroy Komora Village. They are scientists from the Gutela country."

"I know, and I won't back down to defend that village from stupid scientists!" replied Skay with great determination.

Skay went upstairs. She waved her organization's flag. Their organization has been recognized by the world and rejected by specific communities—initially only five members, now more than 1000 members from all over the world.

Skay founded this organization because she had once felt his village being destroyed by selfish people. With a strong will, she tried to form an organization. Hundreds of villages were saved by the organization she created.

"La!" called Skay to her best friend.

"You called me?" asked a woman called Skay.

"Yeah, how about our trip the day after tomorrow?" Skay asked the woman named Yula.

"Everything has been prepared. Only 100 people participated. The rest will follow next week," Yula participated.

Skay nodded in understanding. "Tell them I'm going home first. Also, announce the results of the meeting yesterday afternoon to them," she said.

"Yes," answered Yula.

Skay left this place by allowing her members to party before continuing the mission tomorrow. She is in a black car. She starts to drive his car away from her.

Suddenly her car was hit by a vehicle belonging to an unknown person. She was forced to turn sideways and hit the road divider. Her breathing was irregular. Luckily no one was there. She quickly got out of the car and walked towards the car that almost hit her.

Brak

Brak

Brak

"Get out! You have to apologize, not inside!" said Skay angrily.

The car door opened, and a man in a formal suit came out. Skay stared at the man with a sharp nose, pure white skin, and firm jaw. He was a tall and sweet-smelling man. A smell that Skay had never smelled before.

"Want compensation? How much?"

A man's hoarse and wet voice interrupted Skay's thoughts. "Don't be arrogant! I only need your sorry, not your money!" replied Skay in an annoyed tone.

Suddenly the man threw some red bills in Skay's face and got into the car. Skay picked up a rock and threw it at the man's windshield out of emotion. But he was already in the car.

"CRAZY PEOPLE!" shouted Skay as the man's car drove away.

"I CURSE YOU CAN'T EAT RICE FOR YOUR LIFE! YOU DON'T LIKE TO EAT AND FINALLY DIE!" shouted Skay.

Lightning flashed, instantly Skay covered his mouth as the useless oath was uttered. She accidentally said the pledge.

God, forgive Skay.

It was outrageous to swear on that man.

But it's okay. He doesn't want to apologize.

***

A man got out of the car, took off his glasses, and walked into a tall building. He got into the elevator and stood with a straight face, also not greeting the people passing by.

The elevator rang. He went out and entered a room that could be called a laboratory. Kenzo Manuel Gutara, his name. The 25-year-old man was wearing a laboratory coat. He saw several people in the same clothes as him. They're members of the Dark Wolf.

"Welcome back, Mr Kenzo," one of them greeted.

Kenzo cleared his throat in response. "What about our plans in Komora village?" he asked.

"We will leave in 3 days. The team is preparing the tools we need there."

"Very nice!" said Kenzo. "Bring all the tools I created!" he said.

"Sorry, sir, I have bad information."

"What?" Kenzo asked, looking at the person who had just spoken.

"There will be organizations that will oppose what we are doing. There are a lot of them. I received information that they will come to Komora Village in 4 days."

Kenzo's jaw clenched after learning that information. Nothing could thwart the plan he had devised to the best of his ability. Kenzo wasn't going to back down just because the organization had a lot of members.

Then he walked forward, seeing a giant glass box. Inside there is a tool that could kill humans in seconds. The device is shaped like a legless robot that will emit light. The light is very lethal when it comes into contact with human skin.

"Add poison from venomous animals, mix with explosive chemicals!" tells Kenzo.

"Yes, Sir."

"Create a weapon that we can use to take out those organizations! I don't want to know tonight the tool has to be finished, and I will test it live!" Kenzo said.

"Sorry, year, it's not that I disobeyed your orders. But it's getting late, and making weapons takes a long time."

"Don't argue with me, or you will know the consequences!" Kenzo threatened while pointing at one of them.

After taking off his lab coat and placing it in a particular place, Kenzo left this room. He went into a room not far from the laboratory. He went inside, and the first sight he saw was a large study.

A towering bookshelf was in the corner of the room. He stepped to get something from the small refrigerator. His hand now carried a sandwich wrapped in elastic plastic. He heated the sandwich. It didn't take long for the food to come out.

But when he took a bite of the sandwich, he was nauseous and threw it in the bathroom sink. Luckily he wasn't late. He threw up in his study. What's with the stomach now? Why does it taste different from before?