Let’s Experiment to Our Heart’s Content

'There is a power struggle in this place.' Iota concluded once Dullip left the place. He then observed his body, clicking his tongue in wonder, 'Damn, they peeled off a lot of skin.'

He craned his neck and shouted, "Anyone there?"

"I want to crap! It's intense!"

Iota stared at the door, observing no response from the other side as he frowned, weighing his life's decisions for a couple of seconds before, farting sounds rumbled like thunder. Soon, a nauseating stench permeated throughout the place.

The room wasn't airtight and hence, the stench leaked out through the only vent, which was the gap between the door and the floor. And of course, the two men stationed outside as guards felt the brunt of it.

Having been awake the entire night, they were dead tired and hence had fallen asleep, only to have been woken up by the stench.

"It smells like a corpse had been rotting for days!" One of them screamed as he got up and hurriedly covered his nose with his shirt. He entered the room and screamed in fluster, "Did you seriously shit in your pants?"

"I couldn't help it, okay?" Iota said, expressing embarrassment, "I have been shouting for you guys for hours, you know?"

"Wait!" Just as the underling intended to tidy up the place, the other underling stopped him and whispered, "This might be a scheme to free himself."

"I'm aware," The underling approached Iota and lifted him from the chair after adjusting the bindings, "He cannot leave these bindings."

Holding their noses due to the stench, the two underlings brought Iota to the restroom so that he could relieve himself. Of course, they couldn't put him out of sight, for there was a lot still unknown about him.

And hence, they had to stand watch and observe a scene that would mentally scar them for life.

'Wow, they're still maintaining their cool.' Iota got up once he was done with his business as he stared at one of the underlings, flashing an innocent smile, "Wipe me!"

"Fuck!" The underling snapped, intending to murder Iota.

"Wow, so you guys voluntarily plan to go against Dullip's orders, huh?" Iota stated in wonder when the underling approached him.

His words caused the underling to become aware as he gritted his teeth, 'I can't let Sir Dullip's efforts go to waste just because of my pride! Dammit! When this bastard's outlived his use, I'll torture him endlessly."

Iota flashed his ass at the underling, smiling gently as he observed the other party's revulsion as he did something he never thought he would ever do in his life.

'He's close enough now.' Right as the underling began to clean his ass, Iota took in a deep breath as he opened his mouth, condensing a syringe that he held by biting and crouched suddenly, plunging the needle into the underling's shoulder.

The needle's plunger moved forth automatically, injecting Yohra's blood into the underling.

"This…bastard!" The underling reacted in a fluster and yanked out the syringe, seeing that it was empty as he pushed Iota away, watching the latter crash into the wall as he bellowed, "What the heck did you do to me, you fucking bastard?"

'Now, let's see how potent the effects are. Yohra was a Merit Shaman while these two are just normal people.' Iota felt blood trickle down his head from the impact, but all his attention was on the underling that had been injected with Yohra's blood.

He observed the latter's eyes, commanding the moment they lost their shine, "Catch the other one!"

"What the…?" The other underling stared in shock when suddenly, his comrade leaped on him. Eyes feline all of a sudden, the skin turned to resemble bark while the nails grew to a dangerous extent.

Moreover, the most dangerous of all was the steel-like skin that wasn't in the least damaged by the second underling's attacks, "I'm your friend, Norda!"

Norda was the underling that had been injected with Yohra's blood, his gaze bloodthirsty, lacking sanity as he grabbed the other underling and tied him up by ripping his clothes and using them as rope.

"Free my bindings," Iota spoke next, watching Norda rush out with a blank expression and return soon with a ring of keys, unlocking all his bindings, and freeing him.

"Take a seat." Iota pointed at the chair in the room he had been locked up until now, watching Norda take a seat obediently as he tied up the latter. With both the underlings confined, he could have some freedom.

As time passed, the submissiveness expressed by Norda began to wear off, the same for the mysterious power he exhibited, gradually regaining clarity of mind.

And once he was fully conscious of himself, he stared at the overturned situation, expressing his shock, "W-What the heck just happened?"

"We fell for his trap, that's what happened, Norda." The other underling commented, having resigned himself to his fate.

'Indeed, the submissiveness is stronger in this guy named Norda.' Iota thought as he smiled and condensed a syringe and began to extract blood from the two underlings.

He stared at the samples, observing faint golden streams permeate through the blood in the syringes, gradually fusing with them. 'This is the best opportunity to experiment and understand my power better.'

A few minutes later, the mysterious golden stream had fully fused with the blood in the syringes as Iota took one and injected its contents into Norda, watching his body spasm in response as his resistance died out in a matter of seconds.

His eyes turned dull as he seemed intent to listen to Iota's commands. The effect wore off ten minutes later. Iota kept note and repeated the same on both the underlings, tallying his observation.

'The duration of submissiveness is increasing with every injection. But, they are showing symptoms of addiction. I wonder, how long would it take before they cannot live without my injections?' Iota shrugged, "Well, only one way to find out."

"S-Stop, no more," Norda muttered, pale in fright as he watched Iota extract his blood once again and inject it back a few minutes later.

Of course, Iota had zero intentions to stop, "Dullip won't be returning for at least a couple of days, right?"

"Y-Yes," Norda replied, unable to lie as he was under the effects of the injection. "He's gone to perform a Spirit's official duties."

"Perfect!" Iota laughed, "Experimentation is the key to scientific advancement."

"Let's experiment to our heart's content."