Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 383: Jia Prison Ming Yuan, Shang Jian Gong Mansion

When Song Shi stepped into the villa, everything had been done for a while.

".hehe"

Wearing loose home clothes and a slightly thin physique, the old man in his fifties was sitting on the ground, leaning on the sofa, with blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously having been hit hard.

"I really didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it, No. 12." But the old man didn't notice it at all. Instead, he opened his eyes wide and wanted to observe more carefully: "You have been promoted to the third ring? Incredible! Incredible!"

The old man stood up shakily and said with hope: "I know you want to kill me! It's okay, I admit it! But let me see 'Jiayu Mingyuan'! Let me see what level this power armor has reached now!"

Chu Tonglu sneered and punched him directly.

"I knew it! Of course I knew it! You value these things more than your life!"

Chu Tonglu's fist was so heavy that it sent the old man flying backwards. He rolled on the ground for several times before coming to a stop. "So you want to see it? I won't let you see it. What kind of bullshit experimental data is that? Don't even think about seeing any of it. I want you to die with your eyes open."

The old man coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

But not bad.

As a special scholar, his implants were very advanced, and the physiological maintenance system in his body was a new model that was released last year. Even if his heart was chopped into pieces, he could still hold on for an hour. The opponent's punch only made him look embarrassed, but he was not really injured.

"You hate me so much?" The old man took a breath, his tone was not annoyed at all, but rather a little sighed: "What a wonderful blood relationship."

"Why don't I hate it?"

Chu Tonglu stepped forward, bent down, grabbed the old man's head, and lifted him up with one hand. Their faces were almost touching, and they could hear the rubbing of each other's breath.

"But I really don't hate you as much as you think." Chu Tonglu said, "I have thought about this day many times, but never as much as I do now. Ha, so calm. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I suddenly become merciful, but now I don't have many other thoughts about you except the thought of 'killing'."

"Number 12." The old man suddenly asked, "What's your name now?"

"Chu copper furnace."

"It's very much in the style of our East Continent. You gave yourself this name."

Chu Tonglu said calmly, "It was convenient for me to hide my real name, and I wanted to start a new life after I escaped. So I took a new name, and now I'm used to it and I'm too lazy to change it."

"The new power armor [Jiayu Mingyuan]. Although from today's perspective, it is no longer new." The old man said to himself: "Psychic power is to influence the material world with will. Our design idea of ​​Jiayu Mingyuan was to try to move in this direction."

"We have greatly increased the proportion of Jiayu Mingyuan in the 'prosthetic' level. Compared with a heavy power armor, it is more like a prosthetic placed outside the body. The driver and Jiayu Mingyuan have a resonance of thought, or consciousness, and each time they drive, this will be strengthened."

"The way to go beyond is to create extraordinary organs." Song Shi understood the other party's idea: "You want to try to replicate this method and let the driver and the armor evolve together. Well, co-evolution at the level of consciousness."

Just like an ordinary person and a swordsmanship master holding the same sword, the latter can kill hundreds of people with the sword, while the former can't even hold it steadily.

This is not just a difference in skills and muscle memory, but also involves something mysterious and on the level of consciousness.

As the sword master is fond of saying, "The sword is alive."

"You are very perceptive." The old man's eyes moved away from Chu Tonglu for the first time and stopped at Song Shi with a little surprise: "Yes, we hope to achieve mass production of senior pilots in this way."

"Why did you use me as a test subject for the Jiayu Mingyuan project?"

"You came all the way here to have the armed forces capture me. You didn't do that to be a consumable like this, did you?" Chu Tonglu looked down at the old man. "Tell me, I can make your death easier."

"Huh? Don't you know?"

The old man didn't care about "dying more easily". Instead, he was stunned by the first half of the sentence. Then he suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, we didn't need to tell you at that time."

"Because you have no research value at the biological level."

The old man patiently explained, "We originally captured you because we valued your origin, the offspring of a clone. You understand that this is an extremely rare research specimen."

"But unfortunately, we have calculated your genome in detail and observed it repeatedly for five years. In the end, we concluded that there is no difference between you and normal humans."

Chu was stunned for a moment by the cold color that could not be melted by the copper furnace.

"We have some theories about this, and the one that is most likely is the most likely one."

Although more than 20 years had passed, the old man still recalled clearly that an excellent memory was a basic quality of a researcher at the Council of Knowledge: "Your father wanted you to live a normal life. Under the influence of his subconscious psychic energy, his reproductive cells became no different from those of a natural person."

The old man groaned.

Subconsciously, Chu Tonglu clenched his five fingers a little tighter.

"Hehe." But the old man's brows relaxed instead, and he laughed hoarsely: "I have told you so much, let me see how far Jiayu Mingyuan has come, a full fifteen years of autonomous evolution record."

"In exchange." The old man's pupils reflected the other person's face: "I can tell you who made the deal with us and captured you."

Chu Tonglu's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife.

"Hehe, you were living in the East Land Republic back then. Our Council of Knowledge would not cross borders at will, so we naturally commissioned someone to bring you here indirectly."

The old man exhaled slowly. "As a down payment, let me tell you a little more. The information that your father is a clone was also sold to me by them."

"Don't think about physically torturing me to interrogate me, or using psychic powers to dig out my memories."

The old man raised his eyes and tapped his temple with his index finger stained with blood plasma: "I am a special researcher. I have executed a confidentiality agreement. A high-level [Consensus] has specially done memory blocking and thought correction anchoring for me."

"As for physical torture, it may be successful, but I am somewhat confident in my tolerance. At least I can bear it before the people from the Order Maintenance Agency arrive."

"——I just want to take a look, a look at the present-day 'Jiayu Mingyuan'."

The old man let his head be grabbed by the other party without any resistance, and just opened his hands: "It would be best if you can keep the record, but it doesn't matter if you don't, just let me take a look."

"You know Chu Tonglu won't let you go."

Ai Lu took a step forward and looked at the old man: "You will definitely die. Is there any meaning in this, just to satisfy your own thirst for knowledge?"

"Your face is a disguise, right?" Hearing this, the old man turned his head with difficulty and smiled at Ai Lu: "I guess your real age should not be very old. What you said just now was a little childish."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not taking advantage of my age." He sighed sincerely, "It's good to be young. Your hearts can still beat."

"Kid, this makes sense."

Slowly, the old man stopped sighing, and he spoke gently and calmly.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

"Even if I die in the next moment, didn't I know the results of Jiayu Mingyuan's autonomous evolution in the last moment? Every moment is meaningful." The old man's eyes flowed with an inexplicable color, like the moonlight under the water: "The future is made up of these countless moments."

"This is my way." The old man smiled calmly and honestly: "I know you don't agree with it, but so what?"

"You, you, and you, I can see that you all have your own unique way."

He pointed at Song Shi, Ai Lu and Chu Tonglu one by one and said, "Being able to walk on your own path, is there anything more wonderful in this world than this?" Chu Tonglu let go of his hand.

The old man fell to the ground with a thud, but he had no time to care.

From behind the gloomy Chu Tonglu, a huge head emerged that seemed to be about to break through the ceiling. It had sharp edges and was painted gray and white. A deep scarlet glow shone from its eyes, revealing a terrifying ferocity.

Although the armor was clearly made entirely of mechanical structure, long streams of white air came out from the gaps between the teeth of the skull. It stared at the old man in front of it, who was making its rider feel bad, like a wild beast.

"You really achieved this feeling!" The old man was delighted. "You even went one step further and made this Jiayu Mingyuan develop self-awareness?"

“It has nothing to do with your technology.”

Chu Tonglu interrupted coldly: "It's just that my [transcendent] spiritual power has merged with it. You can regard it as a weapon spirit."

"No, no, no, the direction of the evolution of the extraordinary organs is affected by the prosthesis." The old man tried to touch it: "Your spiritual energy catalyzes and promotes this direction, but this direction itself is brought by Jiayu Mingyuan."

Chu Tonglu naturally wouldn't let the other party touch him: "It's your turn."

"You only have one chance to speak." The man said coldly, "If you say anything irrelevant, I will kill you in the next second. I don't believe that I can't find out the identity of the person who traded with you without you."

The old man let out a long sigh.

That sigh contained more undisguised regret.

It's a pity that I can't take another look at it.

"Eastern Continent Republic, Nari County, third-class family, Kamima clan."

The old man poured it out in one breath.

"After your father broke in and obtained his identity, he acted cautiously, but they have a [surveillance network], and it didn't take long for them to discover his true identity as a 'clone'."

"Ever since the previous head of the Kamima clan was seriously injured in the Seven Lands War and could only barely survive, the Kamima clan has been in a bad situation." The old man was familiar with this: "He is the only fourth-level psychic in the Kamima clan."

"After all, without a fourth-ring psychic in charge, the status of a 'third-class family' would be too heavy a burden for the Shangjian family."

"So Kamima tried many ways to reverse the situation, one of which was to contact our Council of Scholars."

The old man knocked his forehead, and his artificial eye automatically projected a holographic screen with some terms and agreements on it.

"The Kamima clan will provide us with a series of resources in exchange for some of our technical support, including but not limited to weapons, prosthetics, network modules, energy utilization and other technologies. You are one of the resources they delivered."

"Those who killed your parents were the Yamako clan's private armed forces, the Yamakoshi."

“Kamima clan?!” Chu Tonglu’s pupils shrank slightly. He was shocked at first, then he grinned: “I did guess! I didn’t expect they were really involved!”

"--Wait a moment."

At this moment, Song Shi suddenly spoke.

He walked slowly to the old man and even took Chu Tonglu's place. The latter was puzzled but still gave up.

"You mean Kamima?"

"Yes, it is the family of the current governor of Nari County."

After a few seconds, the old man hesitated and asked in confusion: "Are you laughing? What are you laughing at?"

At this moment, he clearly saw that the man in front of him raised his head and his shoulders kept shaking, as if he had heard something extremely joyful and could hardly control himself.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

There was a low laugh at first, and then it suddenly became louder and louder like a flood.

"I should thank you! If you hadn't reminded me, I would have really forgotten about this!"

Song Shi suddenly lowered his head, looked at the old man, and praised him from the bottom of his heart: "You really helped me a lot. No, I should say that you helped me save the wish that I almost missed."

".Hmm? What?"

The old man was really shocked.

"You are not a psychic, you don't understand, no problem, I will explain it to you." Song Shi laughed: "The first ring defeated the second ring, it is worthy of praise."

"If the second ring is defeated by the third ring, then even under the most stringent standards, it can be said that the talent is excellent. But the third ring is different from the fourth ring. The psychic of the fourth ring has experienced [sublimation], and it can be said that it is overwhelming when facing the third ring."

"Chu Tonglu." Song Shi pointed at the man: "What stage have you reached?"

Chu Tonglu was silent for a few seconds, then replied, "Back then, I relied on Jiayu Mingyuan to kill a second-ring warrior with a first-ring warrior, but I have never killed a third-ring warrior with a second-ring warrior."

"Ai Lu." Song Shi turned to the other side: "What about you?"

"I defeated the second ring when I was in the first ring."

Ai Lu thought for a moment and added: "The second ring can kill the third ring. I have confidence."

Song Shi smiled and nodded, he knew that the other party was qualified.

Of course, it is definitely still a little lacking now, after all, Ai Lu has only been promoted to the second ring not long ago.

"Lapis Lazuli, you speak too!"

"Not yet." Lapis Lazuli jumped out: "I can't say whether the second ring will be better than the third ring."

“—I haven’t done that either.”

Song Shi's sighing voice echoed in the villa.

"The third ring kills the fourth ring. I haven't tried it."

"Can you understand? In the face of such an achievement, if the first ring loses to the second ring, it is not worth mentioning, and if the second ring loses to the third ring, it will also be bleak."

Song Shi raised his eyes, his eyes showing undisguised joy: "This is an undoubted magnificent achievement in the field of psychic energy. Even if we look at the world today, there are only a handful of people who have won this title."

At this moment, everyone present understood what the other party was trying to do.

"You, you want."

An unprecedented look of shock appeared on the old man's face, which was even more shocking than when he saw Chu Tonglu appear in front of him.

Song Shi stepped onto the coffee table, looked around at everyone, laughed, and spoke loudly.

"——I will rush to the Kamima clan's house and kill that Kamima-kun!"

(End of this chapter)