My Talent's Name Is Generator

Chapter 179 179: One Less Crazy Woman

The cracks spread faster, ripping across the false sky like spiderwebs. The lightning giant trembled, its golden form flickering as the foundation of this memory world collapsed.

Pieces of the land floated up, breaking apart into glowing dust. The air itself thinned, warping and unraveling.

I stood there, watching it all fall apart.

The cage crumbled. The towering giant split apart into motes of golden light. Redʼs shredded mind couldnʼt hold the world together anymore.

A soundless pull grabbed at me. Like a tide, dragging me backward, away from the broken pieces, back toward the real world.

I closed my eyes.

The last thing I saw was Redʼs ruined figure crumpled inside the dissolving world.

Then—

My senses snapped back like a rubber band.

I gasped as reality crashed over me.

I was back.

Back in the cell filled with darkness.

The weight of her hand still rested on my head, but it was different now. Limp. Heavy.

I slowly extended my perception around the place.

King Holt stood nearby, arms crossed, looking smug like he was waiting for something. His two guards flanked him, and Steve was restrained against the wall to my right, beaten and bruised.

And then there was Red.

Her hand slid from my head, falling uselessly to her side.

She staggered, her knees buckling.

Her face was pale—paler than before. Her black eyes, once full of wicked amusement, were empty now.

Vacant.

She collapsed onto the floor without a sound.

I followed a moment later, dropping face-first onto the cold stone, pretending to be unconscious.

King blinked in surprise, taking a half step toward her.

”Red?” he called out.

She didnʼt move.

She lay there, breathing shallowly, like a puppet with its strings cut.

She wasnʼt dead. But she was gone.

Her mind had been shredded beyond recognition. She would never wake up again.

At least not as the person she used to be.

One of Kingʼs goons hurriedly knelt next to Red, checking her condition.

Her eyes were open, but vacant, staring blankly into the darkness.

The man muttered, ”Sheʼs alive, but… it looks like sheʼs in shock.”

I chuckled inwardly.

She was more than just shocked.

The man stood up and moved toward me.

I controlled my breathing, keeping perfectly still, silent.

He flipped my body over, and I couldnʼt tell what he checked, but after a moment, he simply said, ”He looks fine.”

Kingʼs voice cut through the stillness, urgent. ”Try to wake her up.”

The other man leaned down and shook her roughly, even slapping her cheek. But there was no response from Red.

Kingʼs irritation flared. ”Letʼs go. We need to get her treated as soon as possible.”

The goon picked up Redʼs limp body and they hurried out of the cell.

I didnʼt move right away. My perception followed them as they rushed down the hallway and out of sight. I waited, making sure they were really gone.

Only when I was sure they were far enough did I slowly sit up, letting out a deep breath I hadnʼt even realized I was holding.

”Damn, that was intense,” I muttered under my breath.

The whole encounter with her felt like a nightmare. I never thought King would have someone like Red working for him. Someone so dangerous, so completely out of control.

Steve stirred weakly from where he was. His voice came out shaky.

”Hey... what happened?”

I sighed, rubbing my face with my hands, still feeling the leftover tension in my body. Then, keeping my voice low, I explained everything to him—how Red had tried to invade my mind, how I turned it around on her, and what I did to shut her down for good.

When I finished, Steve let out a dry, tired chuckle.

”Why do I feel like you just pushed us into even more trouble?” he said.

I smiled a little and leaned back against the wall.

”That was the only way I had to stop her. Imagine if she had messed with our minds. If she had controlled me... or you... and found out the truth about our mission.”

Steve grunted, his face turning serious. He understood, even if he didnʼt like it.

We both sat there in the cold darkness, catching our breath.

I heard Mingʼs voice calling out to me from across the cell.

”Hey, kid, what happened?”

I answered casually, ”I donʼt know. That Red woman tried to do something to me... then she just fainted.”

He snorted.

”I saw that part. Iʼm asking what really happened. She messed with our heads pretty bad when we first got here. But between you two... something else went down, didnʼt it?”

I shrugged.

”Honestly? I donʼt remember anything.”

He burst out laughing, his voice echoing around the stone walls.