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Among traders and customers of the black market, a rumor had gone around that someone or a group of people had gotten their hands on the goo of a hero’s symbiote suit. Months ago, a closed incident revolving around the schemes of a mad scientist who was planning to use the previously-mentioned hero’s clones to take over the world had resurfaced among criminals. The incident had occurred in an underground lab located underneath a popular hotel. The government quickly covered it up, but there were those who managed to take samples of the goo left behind by the hero’s symbiote when they had taken damage from whatever fight happened underground.
And whoever the person who managed to take a sample of the symbiote goo was now using it to cultivate mindless symbiotes of their own to sell on the black market. They were only a fracture of the power of the original symbiote. But they had no sentience and were easily able to be controlled, most notably used for inconspicuous body enhancing. Not only that, but the user of the symbiote goo could also use it to alter their appearance. The only downside was that these symbiotes needed to be satiated with reproductive fluids or else they would turn on their user and absorb them, turning them into mindless goo beasts. 以上内容来自hlib.cc。更多中文H小说尽在hlib.cc。
There were only far and few made and sold, and even then whoever it was sold to was controlled by the creator. This also made the takeover incidents non-existent as those who were sold the symbiotes had strong wills and followed their feeding routines. Even when a client becomes careless with their symbiote, the creator has close enough ties that they would be able to help their troubled client. And now, after refined and accelerated production, these symbiotic body enhancers are becoming more readily available. However, the middle and lower ranks of the criminal black market didn’t know that they were being sold rejects, and were potentially dangerous.
But the clueless buyers didn’t know, and the creator did not care. Their way of doing business with the lower class was untraceable, so if someone were to be taken over and cause havoc, the responsibility fell on the heroes of the world. Yet despite the risks, merchants continued to sell and buyers continued to purchase. The temptation of supernatural strength was greater than the risk that came with it. And come on, the symbiote only needs a bit of your sperm or egg cells to satiate itself. It shouldn’t be that hard, right? Right?
“Yawn… Hngh… Damn it… Woke up starving… again… I need that job… now…” 以上内容来自hlib.cc。更多中文H小说尽在hlib.cc。
In a dilapidated slum, a 5'10” cheetah beast with yellow eyes named Cue wakes up in their dingy apartment. And having slept without having dinner, the cheetah was woken up by their grumbling stomach, curling up into a painful ball as they endured their starvation. Cue was once an upstanding mechanic and an occasional drag racer. But after an ill-fated confrontation with criminals involving his innocent service on a hitman's mustang, he is harassed and his mechanic shop was burnt to the ground. Now at 30 years old, he takes odd jobs from whoever needs his service. Be it the mechanic work of his past or a shady courier job, Cue was going to do anything to get by.
“The courier job… But why… Why did they need me to do it at night…”
Getting up from his floor mattress, Cue shuffles for his phone and a bag of chips he impulsively bought last night. The cheetah then opens their messages and looks at their job postings on a suspicious website. He also had job listings on legitimate websites, but Cue hadn’t had luck in months, making him resort to finding work with criminals. And in the inbox of his account on the suspicious website, he was tasked to deliver “merchandise” from a warehouse to a hotel. Luckily, he wouldn’t need to use his dinged-up truck for the job as his employer only needed him to drive the truck. 以上内容来自hlib.cc。更多中文H小说尽在hlib.cc。
But since the job was scheduled at night, Cue still had to wait twelve hours until he was needed. For now, the cheetah picked themselves up from their bed to have a proper breakfast and maybe even clean their apartment for once. Cue barely had any money in his name, and if he didn’t get paid for this job, he was certain he wouldn’t make it by the end of the week. All of Cue’s money was being saved to repair his burnt mechanic shop, but it had been five years since, and he was only 60% of the way there. Yet Cue held his head high and continued to endure the hardships of working as a freelance mechanic and courier until he could one day reclaim his mechanic shop.
“4PM… Three more hours… Just have to finish this tire change…”
When Cue wasn’t in his apartment starving to death, he was outside doing mechanic work for less than savory individuals hiding in the slums. He would usually be called by criminals to fix tires flattened by bullets or police spike strips, but he did have nicer customers of those who simply wished to get by in life like him. These small jobs would usually get him enough money to get by the day, but he still had lots of debt and apartment rent to pay. Despite this, Cue remained unperturbed, especially with the fact that the job he had tonight had pay so massive he was confident he could finally return to the city and perhaps take on a real mechanic job temporarily. 以上内容来自hlib.cc。更多中文H小说尽在hlib.cc。
Ring… ring… ring…
“Finally… Hello?”
“purring… Cheeto. I mean, what? Anyways, is this the guy? The cheetah mechanic?” 以上内容来自hlib.cc。更多中文H小说尽在hlib.cc。
“That’s me.”
“Good. I’m sending you the address. Make sure to arrive here alone on foot, got it?”
“Got it.” 以上内容来自hlib.cc。更多中文H小说尽在hlib.cc。
Right as Cue finished his last repair of the day, his client called to remind him to arrive early. Like any respectable freelancer, Cue quickly makes it to the rendezvous point on foot by first taking a bus and slipping into the alleys of several abandoned warehouses until he finds the right one. The right warehouse was as dark as all the other abandoned ones but the faint light of multiple hooded figures in the shadows with their cellphones out gave Cue the confirmation that he found the people he was looking for
“Cheetah, get over here.”
“R-Right…” 以上内容来自hlib.cc。更多中文H小说尽在hlib.cc。
“Here’s the address. Use your maps or whatever. Now, get in and drive. Don’t ask any questions, or you won’t see the light of day again.”
“This isn’t my first time.”
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It was too hard for Cue to make out the faces of his employers, but he knew better not to pry further, simply getting in the truck provided and heading out on the road. Like Cue had mentioned, this wasn’t his first driving job for suspicious people. Since he was once a drag racer, Cue drove like an expert behind the wheel with any car or vehicle. Be it off-roading in the rough dirt or drifting in the frozen streets, Cue was quite reliable when it came to transport and getaways.
From being a getaway driver to a transporter of illegal weaponry, Cue did it all to get the money he needed to restore his mechanic shop and return back to his old life. And despite the dangerous and shady nature of Cue’s job, he had never fought or drew another person’s blood. He only wanted money, not time, and so far, his service has been top-notch with zero evidence to link him with criminal activities.
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“Hey, shit-for-brains, where the hell are you taking the truck?!”
“A detour.”
“Are you an idiot?! Follow the fucking map!”
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“There were undercover cops trailing us!”
“Huh?”
“A Ford Taurus and Explorer. Multiple antennas with small police lights. Sit your ass down. You know why you hired me.”
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“Tch. Guess they weren’t kidding…”
After an hour of driving, Cue makes his way to the city but has to take multiple alternative routes to his destination to remain inconspicuous. Those who knew Cue mostly knew the cheetah as an avid drag racing fan, but he also participated in all kinds of street races. And since street racing is illegal, Cue had to learn how to identify speed traps and undercover cops. Using this knowledge for his curre