Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 146 The Fool

"Mr. Moran, I think we don't have to be so disrespectful, don't you?"

An He spoke in a light tone with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course." Colonel Moran forced a smile and dropped his gun.

An He withdrew his hand and flicked the poker card, which flew out and was deeply nailed into the wall, with the entire card surface submerged in it.

The monkey was startled, overturned the plate of berries, and ran away from the shelf, hiding in some corner.

"You are loyal to the professor." An He walked to the table, picked up the bottle of wine and looked at it. "1862 Chivas Regal? Almost years old, not bad."

He slowly picked up the wine glass beside him.

"What do you want to do?" Colonel Moran became alert, "That's the professor's wine!"

An He smiled and popped the cork, and the crystal clear wine slowly poured into the glass. He held the glass and shook it gently, then took a sip.

"Let him be held accountable." He put down the cup nonchalantly.

Colonel Moran gritted his teeth and said with a wooden face, "The professor's concerns are indeed correct. You have lost your sense of awe and gradually lost control in the killing."

"Reverence is reserved for great people." An He picked up the cards on the table, shuffled them skillfully, and showed off his skills by pulling out a card flower. Then he dealt it out with one hand, making a four-square hand.

He turned them over one by one, revealing a royal flush of four suits.

An He held the remaining cards in his palm, rubbing them, and then slowly twisted them open, creating a bright rose still covered in dew.

He smiled and handed the rose to Miyano Shiho, and said to Colonel Moran: "And greatness requires power and strength."

"Also, the taste of Chivas Regal is a bit astringent. Next time, it's better not to choose one that has been cellared for so long. I think even an old antique like the professor would not like this taste mixed with decay."

Under Colonel Moran's gloomy gaze, Anhe and Miyano Shiho held each other's arms and the two swaggered towards the door.

call out--

A streak of light flashed and pierced into Colonel Moran's hand as he reached for his pistol, penetrating deep into the bone.

Ignoring his groans and screams, An He left the club.

The guard outside the door saw what had just happened and didn't dare to stop them at all.

"He won't wake up again, will he, my lord?"

'His consciousness has been 'stolen', leaving only an empty shell. You can think of it as a vegetative state.'

“Praise your miracles, Lord.”

'Don't call me that again.'

"Then how can I talk to you without blasphemy?"

'Perhaps, you can call me a fool.'

"I understand, Great Fool."

"The person in power has become a vegetable. With the help of Noah's Ark, it won't be difficult for you to take over the entire group. When that time comes, I have two things I need you to do."

"Your will be obeyed."

"First, change the name of the group to Redemption Rose."

"I will make Redemption Rose great again, Supreme Fool." 'Another thing, the promotion of cocoons must reach every household, and strive to make it available to everyone. You can control the cost yourself, and the full promotion to the society can wait until Redemption Rose develops, but within a week, I must see cocoons in every home in Tokyo.'

"Your will is the direction for Redemption Rose to move forward."

'I don't have any other requests for now. If you have any wishes, you can put them forward. I always follow the principle of equal exchange.'

"Can I preach the faith to you and share the greatness of the fool with other lambs who are still in ignorance?"

'Although I don't like to pretend to be a high and mighty god, if I can point out a direction for the lost sheep, I don't object.'

"Praise your mercy, when will you come again and bless your pious lamb?"

'Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, or maybe never again.'

"I will always wait for your favor again."

Leaving Jiancun Zhongbin's spiritual island, the thief Anhe urged the abilities copied from the audience, swam along the ocean of collective subconsciousness, and came to a place exuding a strange atmosphere.

"Coming?" The audience An He sensed the spirituality of the same origin without even turning his head.

"I've already dealt with Jiancun Zhongbin, I'm just waiting for you to figure it out." The thief Anhe floated over, "How is it going?"

"Noah's Ark does not seem to be recognized as a life with a mind, and the ocean of collective subconsciousness is not connected to its mind island."

Audience member An He shook his head, then changed the subject: "But the strange thing is, when I peeked into it using the method of perceiving 'dreams', I could vaguely sense that something was fishy."

The thief An He touched his chin and said, "Your statement reminds me of creatures from the spirit world."

"Wait." He paused. "Think about it carefully. The Internet is a bit subtle."

"It can collect big data for calculation and rehearsal, and at the same time connect various places in reality to realize information storage. Special existences like 'Noah's Ark' can also realize fast movement in it. Isn't this the cyber spirit world?"

"I thought so too." Audience member An He nodded, "But the difficulty is that I can't get in, so I don't know where to start."

He turned to look at the thief An He: "How about you try harder? The Gou San family is at least known as the master of the spirit world, so they should be able to do something, right?"

".What if Hiroki gets angry and attacks me?" The thief Anhe has not forgotten that Noah's Ark is, to some extent, the embodiment of Hiroki Sawada's will. "Sequence 6 is not at an advantage against creatures in the spirit world when they go to a place like the spirit world."

"Try to see if you can get in first. If you can, shout out your honorable name and I'll definitely join you." An He, a spectator, said patiently, "Logically, you should be able to communicate with it in a friendly manner and sign a contract with it, just like recruiting a messenger. Can you resist the temptation of an AI messenger?"

".Damn!" The thief An He really couldn't do it.

He gritted his teeth, calculated the benefits, and felt that he could take a small risk.

"Done!"

"But if the situation doesn't go well, you have to help me. We agreed to travel with the tour group." He was a little worried and gave an instruction.

"Don't worry." The audience nodded, "You know me, I never lie."

The thief An He stepped forward with some trepidation, and then began to try to sense the existence of the Internet, this "cyber spirit world".

To ensure safety, he used gray-white mist.

As the mist surged, Sequence 6 level "analysis" was fully activated, beginning to capture the information existing in nature and screening out "entries" related to the concept of "Internet".

In the rush of countless information flows, he saw barriers built up by "0" and "1".

(End of this chapter)