I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

It is not difficult to see that he is very dissatisfied with this perfunctory answer.

He had already been caught, and he didn't expect to escape and survive, so Lu Zhe relaxed a lot now, wanting to satisfy his curiosity before dying.

"Before the rebels, they didn't do anything to Qingmang."

"But you attacked my research base, didn't you? The base related to human cloning."

Hua Mian said, lowered her head, her eyes dimmed, and asked:

"Who ordered you, the forest, or the stray light?"

"You already know the company behind the Rebel Army?" Lu Zhe was dumbfounded, "I guess the ghost told you."

Hua Mian nodded, unable to deny it.

Let him think like this, anyway, Hua Mian will definitely not tell the story of time travel.

Lu Zhe smiled, with bloodstains running down his pale face:

"Why should I tell you."

Hua Mian also smiled, which was meaningful.

She walked in front of Lu Zhe and knelt down slowly again.

With a twist of his fingers, he pulled out a nail-sized capsule from his cuff, held it between two slender jade fingers, and dangled it in front of the man's eyes.

Hua Mian smiled and introduced:

"This is an interrogation potion developed by Qingmang. If you eat it, the particles in it will continuously induce your spiritual riots. At the same time, it will also paralyze your spinal nerves without affecting the transmission of pain."

After the man saw it clearly, she added:

"This is a specialized version of the Bingjie Potion. It paralyzes the nerves and cannot activate psionic energy, but it will feel the feeling that life is worse than death when a psionic riot occurs."

"Anyway, you rebels can't be saved, why should you suffer this kind of torture?"

"After all, it still... hurts."

Hua Mian lowered her eyes and spoke without any emotion.

quite a while,

Rut looks away from the capsule:

"forest."

"The forest wants to obtain the clone research and development files of your green mang creatures, so it urged us to attack your clone factory. At that time, we randomly selected a research and development factory and prepared to analyze your intelligence from it."

"R&D files?"

Hua Mian was a little puzzled, she knew that Lin Qinghan had been targeting her all the time, and also knew that the last attack was for information about Qingmang's clone,

But it was the first time she knew that what Lin Qinghan wanted was not technology, but files.

Wanting human cloning technology can also be understood as what to do.

Organ transplants, clone legions, human experiments...

But what is the use of files?

According to the files, have you found those guys with problems with their organs, but the transplantation has already been completed, why does she want this?

It can't be suspected that Qingmang is secretly developing a clone army, this is something that is expressly prohibited.

Hua Mian frowned slightly, not sure.

After a long time, the brows and eyes that originally seemed to hide the sorrow of rain and hatred stretched out again, always frowning, and the beautiful girl would also become ugly.

"Do you know what she wants the clone files for?"

"How do I know?" Lu Zhe said helplessly.

The rebels were basically wiped out, and he didn't want to be tortured, so he just said these things.

After all, the rebels are gone, so this is not a betrayal. Besides, Lu Zhe still has an idea in his mind, which is to tell Hua Mian the news, and then let the company bite the dog. This is the only revenge he can do.

Hua Mian glanced at him: "I will verify the truth of what you said later."

words fell,

Hua Mian turned her head to look at the explosion on the rebel side, curled her lips and asked:

"The black crystal detonation solution was provided to you by Miguang?"

Lu Zhe raised his head stiffly, and sighed:

"Is that thing called the black crystal detonation solution...it is indeed an appropriate name."

......

The identity of the man behind Chapter 81?

"Is that thing called the black crystal detonation solution...it is indeed an appropriate name."

Lu Zhe sighed lightly.

"You don't know what that thing is, so you equip it for your subordinates?" Hua Mian frowned.

"Misty 'Mr. Iron', that is, the company and our contact person, when he gave me these things, he already told me its function, but he didn't say the name of this thing."

Huamian simple evaluation:

"This thing shouldn't be used on my subordinates."

"I've told everyone," Lu Zhe looked up, staring firmly into Hua Mian's eyes.

Those light green eyes were full of indifference, like a deep dawn, layer upon layer, getting paler as they went out.

"Everyone, before adding that solution and syringe to their exoskeleton armor, asked their opinion, and most of them agreed."

"They also know the function of that thing?"

"Probably clear."

"...That's not bad." Hua Mian calmly said with no joy or anger.

"Our rebel army, if we want to overthrow the company's rule, we can only take the edge of the sword. If we can't keep up with our strength, we can only take these crooked ways. Maybe you look down on it, but this is our only chance."

The road ruts opened in a complicated way, and the weak voice echoed in the distant explosions that took longer and longer intervals.

"If you want to overthrow a company, you can't work with a company."

Huamian's voice is low and calm:

"The dominance of the Nine Giants penetrates into every corner of Cloud City. Once you have cooperated with them once, you will never be able to leave them again."

"..."

Lu Rut lowered his head, staring at the clearly visible dust on the ground:

"I was indeed wrong at the time." He sighed suddenly.

"If you can't deal with the seventh-level psykers of the three major families, no matter how noisy you are, it's just a child's play."

Hua Mian explained slowly, her voice sounded like a sharp scalpel, bloody cutting out the ills of the rebels for others to see.

"Have you seen the video of the seventh-level psyker making a move?"

"never seen it."

"I've seen it before." Hua Mian said lightly.

Seventh-level psyker, or in other words, mythical-level psyker.

After two psychic ascensions, the psychic transformation has inherited the power of the gods in the mythology of the past, which is enough to truly burn mountains and fill seas and shake the world.

In the distant past, this kind of person was called——

gods.

In the game's official promotional video, there was a video of a seventh-level psyker attacking.

The setting sun melted gold, and the surroundings were desolate. On the top of an abandoned building, a middle-aged man in black and black hair slowly raised his hand.

Light and heat began to ripple, and only the instinctive beasts began to stir. Accompanied by the strong light that could not be seen directly, and the wailing of beasts, the entire video went black and the sound disappeared instantly.

When the picture was restored again, it was the situation where the drone was shooting down.

I saw that on the wasteland full of yellow sand, the original city ruins had almost disappeared, as if they had been completely wiped away by an invisible hand.

The view is zoomed in, and through the camera on the drone, the audience can see that there are only a few ruins left. The center of the explosion seems to have been dug out. A big pit was dug out, and due to the high temperature, its surface was melted into glass.

From a distance, it looks like a black scar on the sandy yellow earth.

It was also because of this that Hua Mian understood how difficult it was to overthrow the chaebol ruled by a seventh-level psychic.

This is not an opponent that unity can defeat.

In the world of power supremacy, there is no opponent of the same level, after all, it is just delivering food.

"But no matter what, we have to try, don't we?" Lu Zhe said irrefutably.

"I want to know who is behind you."

Without further entanglement on this topic, Hua Mian got up, took the light screen about the company's loss summary from Ms. Mu Qingqing, and asked softly.

"I am the leader of the rebel army."

An imperceptible panic flashed in Lu Zhe's eyes, and he said without changing his expression.

Although the uneasiness and panic were very subtle, Miss Hua Mian, who was good at observing, still keenly captured the slightest change.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she handed back the light screen, talking about irrelevant things:

"Speaking of which, there are still many loyal rebel fighters over there who are stubbornly resisting, but unfortunately, they probably won't have the chance to rush to the door of the branch office."

Hua Mian lowered her eyes and smiled, then said:

"If there is a hole in the company's encirclement due to some intelligence at this time, will it be..."

Hua Mian shut up and clicked.

Lu Zhe stared at her silently for a few seconds, as if judging the authenticity of her words.

But when another explosion came and the man's face twitched, he finally gave in.

"I have a 'teacher.'"

The man opened his mouth and slowly narrated without audible emotion:

"I met him 15 years ago, on the Internet, when I was [-]."

"I am a child of the previous generation of high-ranking rebels. That generation of rebels frequently engaged in activities, annoyed the company, and was brutally suppressed. I was not registered at home by my parents, but under the name of an orphanage, so I survived. .”

"At that time, I was very talented, and I always wanted to use my talent to overthrow the company's rule in the future. Maybe I was a second-year student. I met a teacher in a chat group."

"In the beginning, it was just a superficial exchange, but later it became more and more in-depth. Then one day, I told him my ideal, telling him that I am a descendant of the rebel army, and I want to lead a new generation of rebel army to overthrow the company's rule."

Having said that, Lu Zhe raised his head and said helplessly:

"Don't look at me like that. I was 15 years old at the time. Thinking about it now, I was really too reckless."

Hua Mian slowly retracted her gaze, covered her mouth and smiled lightly:

"You keep talking, it's quite interesting."

"Then he told me the address of the third generation of rebels, which is the current generation, and how to join."

"I was skeptical at the time, but I felt that I was strong enough to escape even if there was an ambush, so I gave it a try. As a result, I joined the rebel army."

"At that time, I felt that he must be a high-level member of the rebel army, so I asked him for advice and then resolved the internal problems of the rebel army."

"In just two years, because of my clean family background, outstanding ability, and extraordinary talent, I became the leader of the rebel army."

"I searched for a long time but couldn't find the real identity of that teacher, and finally I stopped looking for it altogether. It's just that I still often ask that teacher about many big decisions."

"Have you seen that 'teacher'?" Hua Mian asked tentatively after thinking for a moment.

If you know the appearance of the 'teacher', it will be much more convenient to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

It doesn't matter even if it's disguised, after all, the disguise has to go through Qingmang's beauty salon, the underground clinic doesn't have that strength, and every face will be privately recorded in the company's files.

"No, never seen."

Lu Zhe shook his head, coughed twice, his face became paler due to blood loss.