Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Apart from this, there was nothing in this room. The raging fire had turned it into a complete ruin.

Mitsui Tsubasa took out his cell phone and began to look through the employee roster.

His gaze lingered on Takuya Yuko's name for a moment, and he looked at the remarks column again: This employee has a chaotic private life and is suspected of having an improper relationship with a senior executive.

He originally thought that the so-called "senior management" referred to the general manager, but he did not expect that it was actually just the department manager.

In his opinion, the act of "seduction" is just a trivial means in the struggle for power, and even if it succeeds, it is not worth mentioning.

However, there are still some mysteries in this matter, and he plans to ask the other party in person and ask him to "resign" at the same time!

He tapped the screen of his mobile phone, opened the hidden operation interface, and ruthlessly erased Yuko Tani's information from the list.

There was a blank row in the middle of the table, but it was quickly filled automatically with the data below.

Since then, Yuko Tani's information has disappeared, just like her life.

At the same time, he promoted the name of another employee, Ruishu Nimei, to the top of the list, which was the next target.

But it won’t work today. The flame of my heart has been consumed too much. If I go any deeper, I’m afraid I’ll be in danger.

Judging from his performance today, the flame in his heart seems to be somewhat different from the 'disabled person' described in the original work.

This ability is not only more powerful in control, but also more hidden, and can manipulate the fate of others invisibly.

Mitsui Tsubasa gave this powerful cognitive modification mode a resounding name - cognitive domination!

With the power of cognitive domination, he can transform people into puppets that obey his orders, making them act according to his will without realizing it.

With this ability, he is fully capable of building his own network of influence.

Apart from anything else, as long as the senior management of Mitsui Bank is controlled first, the funding problem can be easily solved.

However, the premise of all this is that he must thoroughly master this power and understand its operating mechanism.

Thinking of this, Mitsui Tsubasa glanced at the customer service list, which only had nine names. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. There were too few test samples, not enough.

He needs more 'volunteers' to assist him in order to delve deeper and master this unparalleled ability.

Turning around and leaving the room, Mitsui Tsubasa went straight back to the entrance of the impression space.

The Flame of His Heart was about to run out, but he still had a lot of SP left, so he planned to return to the first floor and quickly accumulate some experience.

In the Road of Mind Deprivation, the roar of shotgun blasts echoed through the tunnels.

He used up his remaining SP to his heart's content, enjoying the exhilarating feeling of fighting.

When the SP was exhausted, Mitsui Tsubasa returned to the entrance and began his daily training.

After struggling for an hour, he finally returned to the real world with a tired look on his face.

The familiar scent of incense hit him, and he felt relaxed and comfortable. He almost fell asleep in the bathtub.

From 7 o'clock last night till now, he has been fighting in the impression space for 10 and a half hours.

This was the first time he had stayed in there for such a long time, but fortunately the results were good. He had upgraded and was now at level 11.

Later, when he was bullying the small fry Shadow, he discovered that Shadow Yuko Takai actually provided him with more than 300 experience points.

He was shocked at the time that the real shadow self could provide such a rich experience. It seems that he should hunt more such beings in the future.

When he had time, he planned to ask Kotetsu to give him the full list of the Huiye Building. Each of them was a walking experience gift pack!

It’s really great to be able to upgrade quickly while making cognitive modifications.

He soaked in the bathtub, his mind full of random thoughts, and only got up and returned to the living room half an hour later.

Picking up his phone and ordering breakfast, Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly discovered that Takemiya had sent him a text message last night.

Since he had entered the impression space at seven o'clock last night, he did not see the news until the network was restored this morning.

Wu Jianmiao: "I asked a classmate to look over the contract, and she said it's OK. If there's no need to modify it, you can sign it anytime."

When Mitsui Tsubasa saw this text message, his heart felt warmed and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.

It has to be Miaomiao, she is so efficient.

The first step of the plan was finally able to be carried out smoothly.

He immediately replied: "I will come to see you after school this afternoon, around four o'clock, and the contract can be signed like this."

However, after waiting excitedly for several minutes, Wu Jianmiao still did not respond.

Mitsui Tsubasa was getting a little anxious. Just when he was about to call the other party to urge them, he glanced at the time displayed on his phone - it was only six o'clock in the morning.

After working continuously for ten hours, his brain was indeed a little confused.

He leaned heavily on the sofa, staring at his phone. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep without even trying to hold on.

"Ding dong."

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by the ringing of the doorbell.

He wiped his face dazedly and walked towards the door with tired steps.

When he opened the door, he saw Kotetsu himself waiting outside with a food cart.

This was the countermeasure they had discussed yesterday. Before the Huiye Building was completely cleared out, Hu Che would be personally responsible for all his belongings.

Mitsui Tsubasa glanced at him, cheered himself up and said, "Come in, order your portion, and eat together."

Kotetsu pushed the cart into the room with a little hesitation.

Sitting at the dining table, Mitsui Tsubasa casually tasted a few breakfast items.

Noticing that Kotetsu had barely touched his chopsticks, he friendly-shouldered a fried dumpling and placed it in the other's bowl, "Don't be so reserved, eat more."

"Master, I have already eaten," Kotetsu replied respectfully.

"With your physique, it won't hurt to take in more nutrition." Mitsui Tsubasa looked at him and said half-jokingly.

Kotetsu thought about it and ate a little more.

After breakfast, Kotetsu was responsible for clearing the dishes.

Mitsui Tsubasa held the phone and his eyes fell on the folder named 'Abstract Art' in the photo library.

Inside are all the photos he took in the impression space.

He thought for a moment, picked out the photo of the door of Tachi Yuko's room, carefully cropped it, removed the door frame and the ominous red light, and then sent it to Kotetsu.

"Kotetsu, check your phone. I'll send you a picture."

Kotetsu immediately took out his cell phone to check, but a confused expression appeared on his face.

He looked up at Mitsui Tsubasa, then looked down at his cell phone, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

His reaction made Mitsui Tsubasa curious, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with that picture?"

Kotetsu hesitated for a moment, but finally handed the phone to Mitsui Tsubasa.

Mitsui Tsubasa took the phone and was stunned.

In the text message displayed on the screen, the attached picture turned into a pile of messy blocks of color, making it impossible to recognize the original scene.

Mitsui Tsubasa took out his mobile phone, compared them, and was full of doubts.

Is it possible that the photos in the Impression Space cannot be transferred normally?

He thought about it, placed his phone flat on the table, and motioned for Kotetsu to look at it.

"Then just look at this picture on my phone. I want you to investigate this door."

Kotetsu nodded and took a step forward.

Instead of reaching for his phone, he leaned over slightly and looked over.

Then, he once again showed the same confused expression as before.

He hesitated for a moment before hesitantly speaking: "Young Master, aren't these two pictures the same?"

Mitsui Tsubasa was suddenly startled.

He subconsciously looked at the two mobile phones placed side by side, and there were clearly two completely different photos on the screen!

Chapter 55: Back row window, the king’s hometown.

Mitsui Tsubasa was silent for a moment, his eyes flickering, and he pretended to be calm and said to Kotetsu: "Look carefully, this is an abstract painting, don't you see that it is actually a door?"

Kotetsu glanced up at him suspiciously, wondering if the young master was teasing him.

He stared at the painting for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly.

Mitsui Tsubasa sighed with pretended regret, "Ah, it seems that you really have no artistic talent."

"Forget it, I'll find an expert in art to take a look. Just delete the text message."

Kotetsu immediately deleted the text message and continued to clean the table.

Mitsui Tsubasa lost interest and turned to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

When he finished, Kotetsu was already waiting at the door with a food cart. When he saw Mitsui Tsubasa coming out, he said goodbye respectfully and left the room.

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at the closed door in shock for a moment, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

He took out his cell phone and checked the photos taken in the impression space. Every one of them was clear, but why did what Kotsu saw look different?

'Is this also the influence of cognitive psychology? ' he wondered to himself.

Perhaps because he had seen it with his own eyes, he could understand the mystery; but since Kotetsu had never seen it before, all he saw was messy graffiti.

That's the only explanation for now.

This feeling of not quite understanding is really uncomfortable!

He even considered putting on a hood and sneaking into Futaba Sakura's room to forcibly take away the research materials.

After some struggle, Mitsui Tsubasa finally gave up this tempting idea.

He sat back down on the couch, absorbed in the details of what had just happened.

Could it be that Kotetsu had already noticed his discomfort?

Despite his rough appearance, Mitsui Tsubasa knew that he was actually quick-witted and had great insight.

It would be great if I could change Kotetsu's cognition, but unfortunately, whether in the real world or in the impression space, I am no match for him.

Thinking back to the several battles with Kotetsu in the past, I was too immature at that time and only felt that Kotetsu's strength was indeed superior to mine.

Looking back now, those so-called "battles" were just like adults playing house with children.

Even now, if I really take action, I might only be able to hold on for a few minutes.

'I'm still too weak!'

Mitsui Tsubasa clenched his teeth and his fists made a creaking sound.

Go find Takemi Miyabi to sign a contract today, and pull her into the impression space tomorrow!

It's too tiring to fight alone, he needs teammates to share the pressure.

The question now is, how to inspire Takemiya's rebellious spirit?

He scribbled on the memo, and his thoughts gradually became clear.

Wu Jianmiao's personality and identity as a doctor are the breakthrough point, and he decides to use a cruel trick on her!

In addition, he had to send a message to Jingliu, asking her subordinate to go directly to Wu Jian's clinic and wait there.

It was not until the alarm rang at 7 o'clock that Mitsui Tsubasa looked up from the memo.

As the time to go to school was approaching, he suddenly remembered that he had not prepared the "luggage" he was going to take today.

He hurriedly got up, found a travel bag, and began to pack his things according to the list he had made yesterday.

A quarter of an hour later, he walked out of the room carrying two heavy backpacks.

Kotetsu just gave him a weird look but didn't say anything.

Mitsui Tsubasa was thinking about Takemiya all the way until he came to his senses when he entered the classroom.

He walked around the classroom to make sure his classmates were still ignoring him.