Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 108 The World in Our Eyes (Part )
"Hehe, the last supper."

Harold casually took off his apron and threw it aside, walked out of the makeshift kitchen, sank into the sofa, and let out a long breath.

"Let me think about it. According to your habits, don't you have a saying that goes 'Eat well before you go on the road'?" Harold grabbed a handful of dried fruit in silica gel without adding any juice and stuffed it into his mouth: "Then eat as much as you can!"

There are only two days left until the official start of Operation Moth.

Perhaps for the sake of boosting morale, Alnan chose to hold a small party tonight - Harold volunteered to take charge of most of the cooking work.

".good."

Song Shi picked up a knife and fork and picked up a piece of synthetic meat covered in fat. A large amount of spices covered up the not-so-excellent quality of the meat, and it was quite flavorful.

"Song Shi, come and light the fire!" Harold also took a bite and said, "It's a bit cold. The soup should be hotter to taste better."

"Is this still cold? You didn't replace your stomach with a prosthesis, did you?"

Song Shi sighed and flicked it with his hand. A spark hit the stew pot, and in the next moment it suddenly expanded and burst into flames, lingering around the stew pot without spreading.

After being promoted to the second ring, the "Power of the Great Source" can be released freely to achieve various operations such as "Fireball".

Song Shi has not been idle these days. In addition to increasing the upper limit of the "fire seeds" he can hold from six to seven, he also rehabilitated the various psychic power usage techniques of the second ring stage to further improve his control and other aspects.

Also, he explored and understood in depth the psychic skill of [Ashes] which he had not been able to master in his previous life.

"—does anyone want something to drink?"

Not far away, Shanxing patted the machine beside him and suddenly raised his voice.

Except for the fighter who fell into hibernation again, everyone else looked at her.

"Is this an integrated bartending station?"

Looking at the machine, Song Shi was really surprised: "You guys also put this in the base?"

"I found it at a flea market a while ago, and I just recently figured out how to use it." Shanxing shrugged. "Here's what I thought. It would be good for regulating emotions to have one in the base - you can take a look at it."

She pointed upward.

"Being in this kind of closed environment for a long time is harmful to people's mentality, for example, it can cause depression, irritability and other emotions. High pressure and seriousness will only bring more problems - we can't always be tense."

The woman lifted her hair and sighed: "When I graduated from high school, I never thought that my future office would be here."

"Anyway."

She tapped the machine, and the metal knuckles of her prosthetic limbs made a crisp sound. "The catalog has been sent over. Who wants to try it?"

The display screen not far away was working silently and automatically, and the projection devices on both sides projected a light blue screen with a list of wines on it.

"Oh? Twinkle Star, you still have this kind of good stuff hidden?"

Harold was in the mood. He looked at the projected list and said, "Let's have something strong! I want this, uh, 'belly punch.'"

"OK, let me take a look at the recipe. A little bitter, strong, unlimited alcohol." Shanxing looked at the cocktail table, which was automatically operating, combining the ingredients put in in advance into a drink with a little foam: "--Done."

"Quemu, Tiesho, what do you say?" Shanxing snapped his fingers.

The former shook his head to refuse, while the latter, under the slightly surprised gaze of others, ordered a glass of feminine-flavored sweet wine called "Moon Blast".

"Something with less alcohol will do." Song Shi tapped his temple: "I personally don't object, but I don't like drinking either."

"You know what I want. I'll check. This is it." Shanxing nodded with satisfaction and handed over a glass of foaming drink: "Frothy Water, it perfectly meets your requirements."

Song Shi took a sip and gave his evaluation:
"I kind of regret ordering this. It's plain and bland."

Twinklestar laughed.

At this moment, I noticed that Arnan, who was leaning on the sofa and wrapped in a coat, seemed to be lost in thought. His eyes were a little absent-minded. He looked over and asked, "Commander?"

"Oh, sorry, I was distracted for a moment."

Arnan rubbed his brows and noticed that everyone was looking over. He paused and smiled, "Nothing, I just suddenly felt a little emotional."

"Emotional?" Harold asked.

"Yeah, with emotion."

Arnan sighed, "Palosser is just a private area designated by Emerald Pharmaceuticals. There are nine giant companies like it in the corporate alliance. If it weren't for our leader Chakoro who used the fifth ring of psychic power to deter others, I'm afraid the Enlightened would have ceased to exist long ago and become another anti-corporate organization crushed by a giant company."

"Even if Palose is just a branch of Emerald Pharmaceuticals, the power it holds can still easily defeat us."

Whether it is a "trial" or a deterrent to other gangs and other forces from going too far - for Jade Pharmaceuticals, nothing has changed.

When a "Kland" dies, someone else will be found to take his place. Many people want to curry favor with [Emerald Pharmaceuticals] and become the latter's "agent."

The so-called bad public opinion influence will be drowned in various public opinion control and new explosive news within even less than a month, and sink into the ocean of the Internet.

If the Enlightened Ones go all out and defeat the "Mangxue" who control the Deep Moss Zone, fine, no problem. Then the next day we will support a new group of obedient gangs to take over. All we have to pay is prostheses, implants, drugs, resource channels, and government endorsement, but you, the Enlightened Ones, will really have to lose some people - let's see who will be the first to run out of energy.

Oh, no, those who died were not humans, but extremist armed terrorists who had been deprived of their political and human rights.

"But outside of the corporate alliance, there are also entities that even a single giant company would be in awe of, and that can only be faced by everyone working together."

Alnan sighed and pointed to the sky:
"Yenan, the Pan-Eastern Continental Union, Eden, the Vanpusta Empire, the Silent Society. Even the artificial intelligences that dived into the abyss and the sea after the failure of the 'Freedom Revolution' are more worthy of attention from giant companies to some extent."

"Boss, why are you suddenly talking about this?"

Harold swallowed a piece of meat and scratched his head.

"Maybe it's something I feel." At this moment, Song Shi suddenly said, "Yeah, Alnan."

"What you just said is the division based on region and power. It is the difference between one 'combination' and another 'combination'."

After drinking the last bit of liquid in the glass and putting it down, Song Shi pointed at his eyes and said:

"——Do you want to hear what the world looks like to us Psychics?"

Thanks to "Book Friend 20231031183216624" for the reward! I plan to add three more chapters, but I have been too busy in recent days. However, I will definitely finish it within this month! Thank you, thank you, and I wish you all a happy new year!

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