I'm the former civilized Yingjie

"This logic makes some sense. I'll include it in the clues and let Prometheus calculate it later." There was an afterimage of Mei's signature, and he scanned it at a glance, "So you think he will control Eden?"

"Kill or control, the latter is a greater threat. After all, everyone around me is in the 'Chunying Villa'. If he dares to go, he will die. If Eden is controlled, there will be great trouble."

This point is irrefutable for Mei. Let’s not mention Eden’s reputation. Judging from the previous underground attacks, it is very difficult for people who are being manipulated to be discovered. If Eden becomes that person, it will not only be trouble, but Eric Ya was the first to be in danger.

And this also proves Ryan's thinking about authority. Eden's Honkai Impact resistance is quite strong.

"Then I won't hold you responsible. Just do it. I hope it's not too late."

"It's not too late. I should have beaten Fu to the front, but that's hard to say. You know what to do." Ryan's eyes were cold. As far as being suspicious, the Herrscher had succeeded.

Fu may have been controlled, and the subsequent missile attack was just a script, just to send a bomb to his side. If this is the case...

Click.

A piece of the bench was pinched off and turned into powder in the hands.

Mei was silent for a moment, but did not comfort him and said directly: "Then Eden may also be controlled. You are throwing yourself into a trap."

"You have to give it a try. If you want my life so much, come and take it yourself. I'm better at reasoning face to face." Ryan also fell silent. This rhythm master who manipulates people's hearts is really scary. If we follow the original world line, The Eighth Herrscher is He.

Including Mei and Mebius, no one can escape, let alone this is a mutated version, but then again, without him, the Eighth Herrscher should be the Herrscher of Consciousness.

The scope of this question is getting more and more out of control.

He glanced at the gray sky and put his mind back: "No matter how difficult the problem is, you have to find a way to solve it. By the way, how is your implementation going?"

The Eighth Herrscher is far from the end, and it is impossible to drop everything to deal with him.

"It went very well. I even used the simulator to test the deepest consciousness of the participants. Maybe it hasn't penetrated to this level yet, and maybe I'm not capable of discovering it."

"Where's Mebius? I heard she was one of the first to participate?"

"Her?" Mei raised her head and saw the woman climbing out of the silver 'coffin' through the thick glass. The latter was covered in sweat, her long hair stuck to her face, and her expression was still a little dazed.

"She is suffering. She will probably get another bad note from you."

Chapter 3 Mebius is suffering

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The top cover slowly opened, and dazzling white light shone on Mebius's face. She sat up, and the vague feeling of her consciousness returning to reality was very uncomfortable.

"What kind of crap is this."

Mebius hammered hard and gasped for air. The texture of pain was still so real, and the feeling of being frozen into an ice sculpture was still deep in his bones. He quickly took out the pills and swallowed them.

Just now, No. 15 died. The system detected that she was mentally unstable and ejected her. After a long time, she finally raised her head.

Dozens of 'coffins' were placed in the huge room, and the light reflected the silvery texture on them. Dozens of people sat inside, all looking suspicious of life.

The scene is limited to urban ruins and the task is to escape. It sounds simple, but terrifying monsters will attack from all directions.

As long as the data is strong enough, 59 can also become M1. Not to mention those enhanced versions of Honkaimon, each elite enemy is a nightmare.

These data were collected from high-level fusion warriors or Herrscher calculations, and their appearance was changed, but the attack power was unparalleled. Before they could escape to the edge of the city, everyone was wiped out several times, and they were almost numb to death.

"Dr. Mebius, if you can act with us, you might be able to complete the mission." Vinard next to him said with a bitter smile. This doctor didn't listen to orders at all. He acted alone and came back dead. His head was broken several times. .

"Hmph, I can't win with you guys. That crystal man is Kevin's data. It would be strange if he can beat him." Mebius snorted, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. She participated in this experiment to challenge Ryan. Later, I tried to push him to the ground and rub him, but no one saw him.

"What kind of bullshit mission did Mei set up? It's completely inconsistent with her strength. Isn't this a waste of time? No, I have to find her."

She jumped off the simulator and wanted to give this abominable thing a kick, but considering the price of one billion euros, she took her kick back.

Seeing her leaving in a menacing manner, Vinard moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't stop her. As she said, this 'Dark Soul' was really dark enough.

No matter how careful he is, a powerful enemy that has not been detected by the detector will always jump out from around the corner, and then kill a group of people until they lose their arms and legs. Before the people who have just been 'resurrected' can see clearly, a huge sun shines from the The top of the head fell.

Even some dogs have been strengthened, and it would be strange to win.

Everyone suffered, and many of them fell into isolation. They were taken to the infirmary for psychological counseling on the spot. Werner looked at it and felt that it was of great significance.

If you can adapt to this kind of purgatory and this kind of surprise, you won't seem to be afraid of destroying the endless monsters.

"Record their status when they encounter danger, as well as their tacit understanding of cooperation, as the standard for the team."

"Psychological counseling needs to be further strengthened, and spiritual fusion warriors can be involved."

"Adjust the data. The effect I want is exercise, not torture. The specific plan will be presented during the discussion meeting in the afternoon."

Mei flew up in a hurry. This was a rigorous experiment. Every step must be scientific. It was never decided by someone.

She signed a few more documents, then turned her head and glanced at Mebius, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed: "How do you feel? Have you finished the calming spray I asked you to add?"

"It's a terrible experience. Too many deaths will leave a psychological shadow. It's better to increase the sense of gain." Mebius was very calm, not as aggressive as before.

"Aren't you preparing for psychological counseling? And that task is actually not difficult. You failed because you didn't know how to cooperate."

"I..." Mebius didn't say anything harsh this time. She really didn't want to cooperate with Winner and others, but if she didn't know how to cooperate, she wouldn't be able to defeat them, and she couldn't even see Ryan.

"Okay, I'll try to cooperate next time."

Mei smiled slightly, knowing that Mebius was on top. According to psychology, people have a self-abuse instinct.

"By the way, we are suffering here. What is that guy doing outside? I think Sakura is back."

"Him? He went to find Eden for something. He thinks that the unknown Herrscher's next target is Eden."

what! ?

Mebius was short of breath for a moment, and her teeth were itching with hatred. All the crap he made made her take medicine, but she couldn't vent it, and she was feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Although he went there on official business, he definitely had selfish motives.

Remember it, remember it hard, and get it back with interest when the time comes!

Without looking back, Mei knew what the platypus was thinking. She had heard of the little book and wondered if she could remember it. If she really wanted to settle the score, it wouldn't be enough to eat up Ryan.

"Look, it's Alicia's turn to lead the team, and she has the highest rating."

Mebius looked up and saw the pink-haired man, who was greeting a group of fusion warriors with a smile. It was the first time for everyone to form a team, and they were overwhelmed by the enthusiasm.

This society is scary.

She pursed her lips, quietly walked to the console, and coughed lightly: "Withdrawal of the suggestion just now, can it be made more difficult to hell?"

......

"It's inexplicable. Her suffering has nothing to do with me, and I didn't let her join the 'tempering plan'."

Ryan spat into the green belt next to him, and then stared blankly at the street scene in front of him.

As the southernmost city in the China Region, it is very warm here even in late winter, and you can still see some skinny and dark local residents walking along the streets.

Eden's penultimate global tour is held here. Because of her arrival, the city seems to be a little more lively. There is a huge European-style building across the road, and the breeze blows the windows.

The invisible energy penetrated into the presidential suite on the top floor, swept over the luxurious furniture, and finally circled around a large bed.

Ryan could 'see' a girl lying beside the bed, her wet hair spilling out, and the heavy, perfect arc on her chest becoming more protruding with gravity. He could also 'see' her holding a mobile phone in her left hand. He scratched the white thigh with his right hand, and then pulled out the silk panties that had cut the flesh.

At the same time, his cell phone dinged. He took it out and took a look, and he probably understood what Eden was doing.

[Lian, did you really come to my concert? 】

The man smiled, inexplicably feeling a little excited. In fact, he had arrived a long time ago and had been quietly observing here for two days.

Ryan swore to God that there was absolutely no intention of changing his wife, but as a cautious person, he had to make sure that there was no problem with Eden.

The result is that there seems to be no problem.

Either the Herrscher was too good at acting, or his suspicions came true. Eden's Honkai resistance was not something that could be easily controlled.

[Just got off the plane, why, aren’t you welcome? 】

[Nothing, I just feel a little surprised. Your current status is not simple. 】

[It’s not easy, I still have to call you boss. 】

Eden, who was lying on the bed, turned over, looked up at the phone, and suddenly smiled. She was a little happy about Ryan's attitude.

He holds supreme power and is still so humorous. It is really special and has not changed at all.

That's right, I don't like to face those scheming old men.

[Then it’s really an honor for me. Do you want me to send someone to pick you up?I want to have a good chat with you. 】

Ryan's hand on the screen paused for a moment. This item was not in the original plan. He thought about it.

[My identity cannot be exposed. You are waiting for me in the room. I happen to come to you if I have something to do. 】

At first, Eden was a little disappointed, but then his eyes lit up. He quickly got up and opened the closet, groping inside for a while, and finally selected the long dress he liked.

Then he told Avra ​​not to disturb him, then he made a cup of black tea and waited at the table.

Ryan didn't run away immediately. He just got off the plane as he said it. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face? He walked around the door of the hotel a few times, walked into the alley, and pressed the button of the illusion mask.

In an instant, he turned into a young man with slightly curly blond hair, thick dark circles under his eyes, and a pale face.

When he came out this time, he prepared several identities. For example, this is Coleman. As one of the heads of the intelligence department, it is normal to protect Miss Eden. And a high-level fusion warrior is also easier to attract people to bet on.

The reason why the presidential suite is added with the word "president" is that it must be at least large enough and luxurious enough. In the elegant reception room, the top-quality black tea is exuding the fragrance.

He picked up the wide-mouth cup with his slender wrist and stirred the golden spoon gently without making any collision sound. Eden sat quietly until the air in front of him was distorted and the man walked out.

"Major Coleman? No, it's you, Ryan." The surprise flashed away, and he quickly regained his grace.

"Well, I have something to do when I come out this time, so I have to disguise myself." Ryan put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, "You won't mind, right?"

Eden was very curious, but he shook his head considerately: "You are doing a big business, I won't mind."

Ryan glanced at Eden and saw that she was wearing a black evening dress, which outlined her graceful figure. On her V-shaped collar, there was a string of crystal diamonds buried in a deep valley, and she had a gold bracelet on her snow-white wrist.

Under the hem are lavender stockings, ending in exquisite black short leather boots.

Most people can't stand this kind of wealthy dress, but it looks very appropriate on Eden, as if these priceless jewelry were tailor-made for her.

Because 'Kidney Deficiency' Coleman's appearance was too vulgar, Ryan didn't look much at him. He sat on the velvet chair next to him, took a sip of the bubbled black tea, and his eyes lit up.

"Good tea."

"Well, the top-notch Ceylon tea has been destroyed and ravaged in its place of origin. It will be difficult to taste such a wonderful thing in the future." Eden replied lightly, not showing off at all, but rather feeling a little sad, "This tea, and this Camel hair carpets and exquisite ceramics make people obsessed with fewer and fewer things.”

"After all, this is a war. Some things must be given up, and I can't change it."

"I understand that everything in this world must be marked with value." Her slender fingers brushed across the ancient tabletop and she stared at the wall clock from hundreds of years ago. There was a hint of persistence on the girl's elegant face.

"And what I want to preserve are those things that seem worthless but are actually immeasurable."

Chapter 3: What is this, a super rich woman?

This was Ryan's first face-to-face chat with Eden, and it gave him a completely different feeling.

In his daily life, there are too few such extremely emotional young artistic women. They are always used to using data to deal with various affairs and using rigorous reports to determine the survival of each region.

Eden is just the opposite of Mei. The latter focuses on things of practical significance such as food, land, strategic positions, etc., and cannot understand music, paintings, or antiques at all. In her opinion, these junk things take up space in the warehouse. .

But no matter how you say it, art is also an important part of magnificent civilization. As Eden said, value cannot be measured by reason, and if there is only reason, it cannot be called a 'human being'.

Just like a piece of calligraphy and painting, it would be too hard to wipe one's butt in the apocalypse, but every stroke on it is a treasure of human civilization, and it is difficult to measure its value.

Ryan's attitude is very neutral. He does not deny the value of spiritual food, otherwise he would not have built so many entertainment facilities in the underground fortress.

"This is also a part of human civilization, and it should indeed be preserved. Let's do this. I will set aside an area to preserve historical heritage, put the collections of various museums in it, and then allocate a sector from the central database to digitize movies, music, etc. storage."

"It's great that you understand." Eden clapped his hands and showed a knowing smile: "I will donate 100 billion euros for construction costs, and the excess will be donated for free, and I will personally participate in this huge project. Please don't Say no, that’s what I want to do.”

Poor people can do fine if they only have money.

"Okay, let me thank you as a moth chasing a flame."

In the recent turmoil, Eden also played a role. Her words were more useful than the public relations department, and she calmed down many unfavorable remarks.

"Then I have to come up with a report quickly, um, just after the last two tours."

Having negotiated a business deal, Eden seemed very happy, saying in his heart that the chief executive was indeed a top composer and was like a close friend.

She held her collar with one hand, leaned forward, and poured half a cup of black tea for Ryan. Then she smiled and said, "Since you have something to ask me about, please just tell me."

He is really smart. He whetted my appetite first and settled the matter before getting to the main topic. This really boosted his emotional intelligence.

After being put in a position, Ryan didn't feel any disgust at all and nodded lightly: "That's right, the Herrscher may target you."

"The Herrscher?" Eden's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, and he was a little confused: "I am not a member of the Fire Chasing Moth, nor am I a fusion warrior, why are you targeting me?"