Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 422

Chapter 422 Tenfold

Atticus was seething.

He was so angry that his fist was clenched hard, his killing intent becoming even more potent.

'Of course, there was no way this would have happened without him knowing.'

If Atticus had to be completely honest, everything had turned out for the best. It had been done without his knowledge, but he had been able to successfully overcome the suit and had assimilated with it.

And although he hadn't yet had the time to assess the changes in him, Atticus was certain that his battle strength had increased significantly.

It had all turned out for the good, but… no matter how much Atticus wanted to let all of this go, his heart wouldn't let him.

It was who he was deep, deep inside. He knew inwardly that no matter the time that passed, this matter was going to keep being on his mind if he doesn't settle it.

He was the first successful person to complete this experiment in years! What if something had happened?

Atticus was 100% sure that if they had asked him about this and explained all the risks to him, he would have still accepted to perform the experiment but at the very least he would have known and prepared accordingly!

But as though he was just worthless junk, they had experimented on him without even bothering to ask him.

Atticus was seething in absolute rage.

He wanted nothing more than to torture the crap out of everyone responsible for this event.

It had been his nature from the very beginning; Atticus hated being messed with.

But fortunately or unfortunately, he knew exactly where his limits lay. Atticus had always been vengeful; he had always attacked without bothering to speak or even ask for the reasons they did what they did.

Many might call him impulsive, but every single one of those impulsive attacks was well thought out. Atticus always thought before he acted.

No matter how angry he was, he would never willingly jump into the lion's den just because he was angry.

In all of those attacks, he always followed the same principle, ask himself the same questions: could he win and at the same time handle the fallout should he do this?

But looking at the obvious fact, he couldn't defeat a Grandmaster rank individual, and Harrison was of such a rank, plus the staggering amount of Master+ rank individuals he would have to face in the academy. He couldn't win nor could he handle the fallout.

He was still weak.

The other scientist had long since moved away from the group, his forms inches away from the door, looking at the group as though getting ready to run should he sight any sign of fighting.