Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 751 Paddy Morse

Paddy Morse is fighting.

The heavy shoulders suddenly felt lighter, and the heavy object that was suffocating him was removed. He knew what happened. The breath of Apotokal Lius and Song Shi disappeared for a moment, and then converged, as if they had jumped into a pressure cooker with no bottom in sight.

But the relief only lasted for a short while, as the deep feeling of fatigue came back like a tide, and this time, nothing could help him move the heavy object.

Except for himself.

But he couldn't do it.

From under the [Throne], the two most powerful psychics of the Corporate Alliance have gone all out, reaching the fifth ring of the second stage limit, and erupted with terrifying psychic power that makes reality tremble.

At this point, Chakoro and Ralph didn't care about the impact. The spiritual energy as deep as the depths of hell stirred up a frenzy and swallowed up the world.

The atmosphere rolled up into a vortex, and just as the natural disaster was about to take shape, it was torn apart by a new round of collisions. The storm formed by radiation and high-energy particle flow was thrown towards the corporate alliance from the end of the sky.

Countless people were affected. Some of them watched the live broadcast room of the Rockal Plain battlefield lose its signal and was forced to be interrupted. They gritted their teeth and watched their beloved anchor suddenly disappear. When they unplugged their headphones and walked to the window, they found that a rainbow light was falling from the sky.

Director General of the Security Service, Paddy Morse.

There's no way to stop these things from happening.

The fifth ring, [True Spirit], is a great power that can do many things. It can make the giant corporations that are like gods restrain their posture and give formal respect to the Security Bureau. It can also make the Security Bureau, which is almost completely infiltrated by the corporation, look brand new and restore some of its former glory.

But when a great power encounters a greater power, it must bow its head and not move again.

The ultimate psychic power of the first stage.
Can't beat Chakoro Vaughan, can't beat Ralph Gabriel.

Why are they so powerful? Why are they more powerful than me?
Paddy Morse knows the answer to that question.

Because I am too weak.

It's not that they are strong, it's just that I am weak enough.

"The company deserves death." Thirteen-year-old Morse said with a cold face.

Nineteen-year-old Paddy Morse said slowly: "Give me a few more years and I'll teach this company to be in awe."

"Paddy, your vision should not be limited to the company. Remember to look beyond the corporate alliance." Twenty-eight-year-old Paddy Morse stood in front of the director general's desk.

After that.
Forty-three-year-old Paddy Morse.

After 37 years, the Security Service finally welcomed a new fifth ring. Paddy Morse, known as the "Performer", was elected as the new Director General of the Security Service with a unanimous vote.

He stood in front of the podium in the auditorium and looked around at everyone. When his gaze swept over them, whether they were representatives of large companies or prestigious figures, they all applauded and offered their undisputed respect.

Not out of respect for the Security Service, but out of respect for Paddy Morse.

Forty-three-year-old Paddy Morse calmly delivered his inaugural address.

"I will do my utmost to promote the nationalization of enterprises and emphasize the government's leading and authoritative role in economic activities."

Have you done it yourself?
Paddy Morse questioned his heart.

No.

I didn't do it myself.

The psychic who was praised as "reborn with mind images" and who easily manipulated reality, ushered in a reality that could not be manipulated. How many years have passed since the day when he stood in front of the portraits of the successive directors of the Security Bureau and took the oath?
I can't remember clearly. The giant corporations are still giant corporations, and the kingdoms of the gods are still so stable. They are entrenched in the sky, happily overlooking the world. All the lunatics who dare to challenge their authority are driven to destruction. And outside the corporate alliance, when the Yenan and Pandong Continental Union raise their troops, can I block them from the outside and protect the general public? "No."

Once again, Paddy Morse came up with an honest answer.

He had a headache, as if a steel nail had been driven straight into his temple, piercing his skull from left to right, dragging up the slippery cerebrospinal fluid. He had to fight four fifth-ring psychics alone. Even if it was Dwight Brooks, he would have had to retreat.

Besides, the person standing here now is Paddy Morse.

The will that was invincible in the past and the reality that could be manipulated at will have gradually become uncontrollable. The violent vibrations were transmitted from reality to the hands, which became numb and had little feeling left.

Is it time to withdraw?

Just wait a few more years. I have reached the limit of the first stage, and it is just around the corner to break through the second stage. Just a few years, just a few years. Paddy Morse was also absolutely trusted by the Security Bureau. He was an absolute genius. As long as he was given some more time, he would definitely be able to break through the second stage.

After all, the concept has been implemented.

The Security Bureau can be disbanded and destroyed, but the only thing that cannot change is its philosophy - the philosophy of maintaining national security and social stability, and of once again establishing the authority of the government in people's hearts and minds.

No, not this, Paddy thought painfully, to chisel open his heart, not here, not there, must be somewhere deeper, deeper, deeper. He dug hard with both hands, his nails were broken, and the flesh and blood gradually blurred, but he couldn't stop, he didn't know why, but he just couldn't stop.

idea.

The authority of the government.

Security Bureau.

Yes, that's right. The authority of the government. This is the concept, this is the concept of the Security Bureau.

It is not one's own philosophy, it is just one's own responsibility, which was passed on from the previous director general of the Security Bureau and from generations of Security Bureau people. When standing on the podium in the auditorium, it is a responsibility entrusted to it by countless hopeful and expectant hearts.

The torrent of thousands of thoughts overwhelmed the man's consciousness. Human thoughts are always so complicated. A mentally sound or unsound person will have thousands of thoughts every second, and in the next second, these thousands of thoughts are replaced by thousands of new thoughts.

Paddy Morse heard the waves lapping on the shore, stirring up countless sounds, they were passionate, reciting, silent, whispering, they were diligent, hateful, angry, joyful, 3.2 billion thoughts flooded over him, and the complementary, opposite and contradictory thoughts stirred up countless waves.

This is bondage.

Refuse.

Not a bondage.

Never say no.

The bloody hand slowly stopped, all obstacles were peeled off one by one, and a sparkling gem was dug out from the blurred heart.

They are their own
Love.

The gem was grasped tightly by a hand, and then the man opened his eyes.

Fifth Circle [Consensus], Director General of the Security Service, Paddy Morse.

True spirit.

second stage.

"All things flow."

(End of this chapter)