My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 406 The Betraying Mentor, the Completely Mad Salvation Society (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Cyborg?"

Ji Minghuan's voice echoed in the empty prison cell.

He looked up from the table, met his mentor's eyes, and asked curiously, "Which android are you referring to? It's not the one created using your genes, is it?"

“No, as we mentioned before,” the mentor shook his head, “I used your brother’s genes, along with your own, to create an android. We call him…”

He paused for a moment: "Restricted rating 1003."

"Restricted level...1003".

Ji Minghuan raised her eyebrows slightly and softly read the code name.

A moment later, he suddenly laughed, letting out a low chuckle.

He thought to himself, this is the timeline change that 1001 mentioned. Because the mentor's personality and thoughts changed in this timeline, the corresponding artificial talent named "Restricted Level 1003" appeared.

It seems this is the Salvation Society's ultimate boss. No wonder the mentor has been so confident lately, daring to take Kong Youling away from the base and use her abilities to brainwash the Lake Hunters...

I'm afraid only by removing the inhibitor will I have a chance to fight this android. I need to speed things up.

Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan raised her head again and met her mentor's gaze.

He said, "When you were talking about creating androids, you didn't mention using my genes. It sounds disgusting... Don't bring that deformed android into our savior team."

“There’s no need for that anymore,” the mentor said meaningfully. “Neither the Savior Team nor you really have any reason to exist anymore.”

Ji Minghuan was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"In our estimation, this android will most likely replace you and become the most special one."

"You are so confident."

“Of course. Two days ago, at the very moment of his birth, our energy detection devices were beating like never before… His energy frequency has far exceeded our imagination.”

At this point, the instructor paused, then said, "This was an extremely successful experiment."

"Uh... are you really sure he can replace me?" Ji Minghuan thought for a moment, then asked.

The mentor nodded: "If your superpower can be suppressed with inhibitors for the time being, then his superpower is so powerful that it cannot be suppressed with inhibitors."

"Please, are you sure you really have me under control?" Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking to himself, "My four super-super-super-super-cataclysmic-level mechs are still waiting for you outside."

He sighed. "So when do you plan to release this restricted-level loyal dog you've raised?"

"We need a little more time to stabilize his mental state; this is the final step."

"Oh... I get it. You just need to spend some time brainwashing him. After all, our mentor is so frail and afraid of being crushed like an ant. If that happens, all your hard work will be wasted."

The mentor remained silent, only smiling slightly, ignoring Ji Minghuan's sarcastic remarks.

He never answers questions he finds inconvenient to answer, so he picked up his thermos and took a sip of tea.

Ji Minghuan remained silent for a while before saying, "You can brainwash your toys however you want, but you are not allowed to use Kong Youling."

The mentor casually remarked, "If we don't ask Kong Youling for help, then the only person we can probably find is Rukawa Chiba from the White Crow Brigade."

"Rukawa Chiba?"

Ji Minghuan was slightly taken aback, murmuring the name to himself, thinking to himself that if he wanted to break the mind control of the Salvation Society child, he would still have to rely on the troupe's doctor. It was the right thing to spare his life.

Judging from their actual performance, the mentor's mental abilities are a level below those of Kong Youling and Rukawa Chiba, while the doctor and the penguin are the world's highest-level mental ability users.

Therefore, Rukawa Chiba has a chance to break free from his mentor's mind control.

The problem is how to get Rukawa Chiba close to those controlled children—you know, with his mythical level of combat power, even a slight move from him would cause the world to collapse.

Besides, there's no such thing as showing mercy to the enemy on the battlefield. A slight misstep could mean certain death for yourself. Thinking about saving those children at this point is putting the cart before the horse.

Thinking this, Ji Minghuan's eyes darkened slightly, and the faces of the children in the Salvation Squad appeared in his mind.

“Yes, Rukawa Chiba was previously imprisoned in Shin-e-go Prison in Hokkaido,” the mentor said. “But a month ago, the Phantom Troupe launched a prison break plan, killed our Julius, and rescued him.”

"Then why don't you take him back to the Salvation Society while he's still in prison?"

“Because he was too dangerous, a man who was difficult to control,” the mentor said. “We thought he would be locked up in that dark cell for life, but we never expected the brigade to launch a surprise attack on the prison and kidnap him.”

"You've raised a tiger to your own detriment," Ji Minghuan said gloatingly. "What would you think if he broke the mental imprint you planted in Sun Changkong and the others' minds?"

"Don't worry," the mentor said with a smile, then suddenly adjusted his glasses and muttered to himself, "It doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters."

Ji Minghuan stared at him silently.

"What do you mean it doesn't matter?"

The mentor remained silent, a puzzling smile still gracing his face.

"Do you really think that android can subdue me?" Ji Minghuan asked again.

"The probability is very high. Higher than ever before. So it's worth a try," the mentor said. "We are adults, we can't entrust the world to a child; if a child goes crazy or acts ruthlessly and the world will end, then that child shouldn't exist."

Ji Minghuan asked expressionlessly, "So, you want to get rid of me?"

"Yes, we were worried about your powers going out of control before, so we couldn't put you in a near-death state... But if there is someone who can still deal with you even after you go out of control, then it doesn't matter."

“No wonder you’ve been so brazen lately, talking without any restraint,” Ji Minghuan said with a sigh. “I’m so glad to see you’re not pretending anymore. At least I don’t have to be so hypocritical with you anymore. It would have been so much better if we had been this honest sooner.”

The mentor smiled slightly: "It feels really good to be yourself, doesn't it...?"

He paused here:
"Black pupa."

Upon hearing the name, Ji Minghuan paused slightly. The whole world seemed to fall silent at that moment, leaving only a buzzing sound in his ears.

After a while, he slowly raised his head and met his mentor's gaze.

"Black pupa?"

"You don't need to deny it. Black Chrysalis is probably a product of your superpower... As far as we know, he has used every means to investigate the Salvation Society, the White Raven Brigade, the Little Garden Incident, Rainbow Wings, and the Light-Eating Bees. He has been involved in almost every important recent event."

The mentor paused slightly at this point: "It's a pity that you developed feelings for the people around you... Black Chrysalis sacrificed herself to save the people on the deserted island."

He took a sip of tea from the thermos. "And all your efforts have been in vain. But even if your plan had succeeded, it wouldn't have mattered; those people can't beat the children I've raised."

What if I told you that Black Chrysalis didn't actually sacrifice herself? Ji Minghuan thought to himself, "My mentor has been so busy dealing with the android 'Restricted Level 1003' lately, he really hasn't been investigating the outside world much."

He guessed that his mentor only knew that a Nian beast had suddenly appeared and ruined his carefully planned lake hunt due to internal strife, but he didn't know that it was also my supernatural ability at work.

Ji Minghuan remained silent, not responding to her mentor's words. Instead, she lowered her head, feigning an expression as if her thoughts had been seen through, her face slightly pale.

The mentor said softly, "But don't be discouraged... Even assuming your plan succeeds, it won't make any difference; those people can't beat the children I've trained."

"How long do you plan to let me live?" Ji Minghuan asked.

The mentor replied, "Live until the day we are certain that the androids are completely stable." He lowered his voice, a slight smile playing on his lips, "At that time, the two most powerful restricted beings in the world will put on an octagonal cage-like battle of beasts."

Ji Minghuan looked at him, thought for a moment, and then asked:
"Won't the other high-ranking members of the Salvation Society object to your actions? If the world were to perish because of a fight between two restricted classes, wouldn't you be a sinner for all time? Oh no, the Earth has already disappeared, so there's no such thing as a sinner anymore."

“In the past, my proposal would have been vetoed without a doubt.”

"what about now?"

"Now, I am the only high-ranking member of the Salvation Society. The entire Salvation Society operates with my will as the primary standard."

The instructor spoke slowly, a slight smile playing on his lips, his hands clasped together and resting on the table.

Ji Minghuan was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean? You haven't already... taken over all the high-ranking members of the Salvation Society..."

“Yes, they are my puppets now, or perhaps ‘playthings’ would be a more appropriate term.” The mentor said, raising his hand to gently pinch his chin.

"You're really something," Ji Minghuan said. "Although I guessed things would turn out this way. There are only a handful of psychic ability users in the whole world. Once you decide to make a move, no one in the Salvation Society can stop you. It's only a matter of time before you succeed."

From the moment the mentor brainwashed Zhong Wujiu and Zhou Jiuya through Kong Youling, Ji Minghuan had anticipated that the mentor would definitely take action against the higher-ups of the Salvation Society.

However, he did not expect things to happen so quickly. In just two months, his mentor had already taken control of the entire Salvation Society.

"Sometimes I hate my ability, and sometimes I find it really convenient. I couldn't do this if I didn't really understand everyone's mindset."

As the professor spoke, he removed the glasses from his nose and wiped them lightly with the hem of his white lab coat. His head was lowered, and the slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth suddenly seemed somewhat unsettling.

“We’re in the same boat on that point,” Ji Minghuan said casually, resting his chin on his hand. “But I’m curious, what is your purpose in doing all this? To conquer the world? Or for world peace? It can’t be that simple. What experiences have sustained you in the Salvation Society for so long, allowing you to get to where you are now step by step?”

“Five years ago, during the Ancient Yimai Street incident, my lover died at the hands of Rainbow Wing, and the murderer was actually the Puppet Father planted in Rainbow Wing by the Salvation Society.” The mentor said slowly, “The Salvation Society used the Puppet Father without authorization. They had clearly promised me that they would not use this artificial human without my permission, but I was kept in the dark until a month later, on the day I left the Salvation Society’s tower, when I learned that my lover was dead.”

As he spoke, he put his cleaned glasses back on his nose and looked into Ji Minghuan's eyes through the lenses. "After that, I began to seriously consider something."

"What is it?" Ji Minghuan asked.

The tutor suddenly smiled.

He said, "Eliminate all superhuman races in the world."

"Tch, you might as well say you want to destroy the world. That would be more practical and efficient," Ji Minghuan laughed.

He then added sarcastically, "It's so easy, you can do it just by removing my inhibitors."

“No, this is not the same as destroying the world,” the mentor explained. “Whether it’s superhumans, exorcists, or oddities… they should never have existed. This world is sick, and I will bring it back to its original course.”

"So, as a restricted-level ability user, even if I did nothing, I would still become the mortal enemy of your lofty ideals." "Yes, Ji Minghuan, you're just unlucky. You just happened to be born as a restricted-level ability user, so you will die." The mentor said, "I hope you won't blame yourself before you die, so that my guilt will be a little less."

He paused: "You are just a child, just like Sun Changkong and the others, just a child... I will let you rest in peace as little as possible without feeling pain."

"Then I really should thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately I don't want to die yet," Ji Minghuan said.

"Would you like to meet the higher-ups of the Salvation Society?" the mentor asked suddenly after thinking for a moment.

"Why should I see them?" Ji Minghuan said. "Do I know these scumbags that well?"

"They orchestrated many things, whether it was making Fio eat his own mother, making Mario's Sky Drive go out of control in front of his classmates, or causing Sun Changkong to go berserk and slaughter an entire village, all of these were their actions."

The mentor paused for a moment: "In order to... make it easier to tame these traumatized children psychologically."

"Wow, I thought you were the one who did all this! Turns out you're such a good person."

"No, I'm not a good person, I know myself very well."

"Is it?"

“What I’m about to do is even worse than what they do,” the mentor said. “The superhuman population is not small, and among them there must be many children like you, or even babies who are only a few months old.”

He paused. "But that won't affect my actions... They are indeed innocent, but the power within them is evil, and their race is evil."

Ji Minghuan was silent for a moment, then said nonchalantly:
“Narrow-minded racism.”

“The Salvation Society advocates that the world needs balance, but they have spent hundreds of years and made every effort, yet they have not been able to bring true balance to the world,” the mentor said softly. “This is because balance has never existed in the first place. As long as those superhuman races exist in the world, balance cannot appear.”

"How can you be so sure you're right? Do you think the world will become a better place without superhumans? Will there be no more wars?" Ji Minghuan said. "Don't be so naive."

“No,” the mentor shook his head. “I think that even without superhumans, human technology will continue to develop until it possesses power far exceeding that of superhumans.”

He paused for a moment: "At the same time, the struggle between humans will not stop, because this is the essence of the development of civilization."

"So you understand too, so are you going to make humanity's technological level regress to several centuries ago? That's the same as you wanting to make the superhuman race disappear now."

"If you insist on scrutinizing this so closely, then my actions are indeed meaningless," the mentor smiled. "But everyone is born to die, and nothing can be taken with us after death. Life is inherently futile, isn't it?"

Ji Minghuan sighed with her head down, "I can't tell whether you're an idealist or a nihilist anymore."

“Negative idealism,” the mentor said. “Such people are usually called ‘madmen.’” As he spoke, he suddenly pulled a pistol from the pocket of his white coat.

He pointed the gun at Ji Minghuan's head and pulled the trigger.

With a "click," the bullet jammed.

Ji Minghuan raised her head and quietly looked at the dark muzzle of the gun. "Forget it, I'm not going to waste my breath arguing with you. I'm just killing time anyway, why don't you have some high-ranking members of the Salvation Society come in and dance for me?"

"of course can."

The instructor smiled slightly and placed the pistol on the table.

Suddenly, the metal door behind him swung open, and nine old men in expensive suits, their expressions blank, walked out side by side. They leaned against the wall like zombies.

Then, a group of researchers dressed in white robes walked in, and they seemed to be hiding something in their hands.

“Standing here are the nine leaders of the Salvation Society. This is the former president of the Salvation Society, and that one over there is…” The instructor stopped midway through his sentence.

"What's wrong?" Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow.

"Never mind, I won't go into detail."

"why?"

"Because for children, foreplay is not important; what makes them happy is only that brief moment of pleasure."

After he finished speaking, the mentor gently clapped his hands.

With two sharp "slap" sounds, the nine old men behind him suddenly started dancing strangely, sometimes barking and spinning in circles like dogs.

From beginning to end, the tutor didn't even bother to look back.

He simply smiled and quietly drank a few sips of tea.

Ji Minghuan tilted her head, watching this scene with utter boredom. "Wow... you really have a terrible sense of humor. It's true that people who look refined are actually secretly perverted."

He turned around and asked, puzzled, "But shouldn't you show it to Philo and the others? They are the victims. What's the point of showing it to me?"

“That’s a good idea, but I don’t intend to do it,” the tutor replied.

"why?"

"Because now, if they suddenly realized that their entire lives had been manipulated, and that even their pain and the joy they struggled out of that pain were imposed upon them, wouldn't that be even more tragic?"

"You're right, but they have the right to know the truth."

“No, I just hope they can die without suffering so much.” The mentor shook his head. “They all liked you very much. It would be wonderful if you died alongside them.”

He lowered his voice: "At least this way they won't be so lonely. If a person can die without being alone, that would be a kind of fulfillment."

“But I’m not planning to die yet. I’m only 12 years old and have a long life ahead of me.”

Ji Minghuan paused as she spoke, and several faces flashed through her mind: some were girls in ochre kimonos, and others were big, clumsy guys running with lightning speed.

“There are still people waiting for me,” he said.

The mentor interrupted, "No, your life is over. It ended the moment you were brought here. You should think of it that way, so that you'll have fewer regrets when you're about to die."

"Alright, alright... As expected of our mentor, even when he turns evil, he's as innocent as a little rabbit." Ji Minghuan shifted her gaze to the old men writhing on the ground like maggots. "I'm tired of looking at them. What's the point of these old men?"

He paused, then said, "I want to see Kong Youling."

The moment the words were spoken, a series of gunshots rang out. The experimenters, dressed in white robes, suddenly pulled out pistols from their pockets, raised them, and shot the fat, big-eared leaders of the Salvation Society one by one on the back of the head.

“Bang! Bang! Bang——!”

Gunshots rang out one after another, and blood splattered out, staining the entire wall red.

Ji Minghuan watched this scene quietly out of the corner of his eye. The mentor continued to calmly drink the water in his thermos, his glasses reflecting the bright red on the wall.

"They're all waiting for you in the environmental simulation space," the instructor said. "Go, child, enjoy your last moments of happiness."

After saying that, he picked up the thermos, stepped over the corpses of the old men, and left without looking back.

Ji Minghuan slowly raised her head, silently glanced at his back, and then got up from the table and walked towards the test subjects.

Seeing this, the experimenters put away their pistols.

"You'll handle these corpses, won't you?" Ji Minghuan asked. "They're filthy."

The experimenters nodded silently.

"That's good. Hurry up and get the cleaning done before I get back." After giving these instructions, Ji Minghuan followed one of the groups of test subjects into the corridor.

In the bright light, everything was blurry and indistinct; nothing could be seen clearly.

Hearing the experimenters' footsteps stop, Ji Minghuan also stopped.

After a while, a rumbling sound came, and a large door in front of them slowly opened.

He silently stepped inside, and just as he was about to open his eyes, he suddenly felt a pair of cool hands covering his eyes from behind.

"Guess who I am?" someone asked softly.

"Why don't you just make a 'clucking' sound?" Ji Minghuan said casually. "That way, I can guess what kind of penguin you are, which will be more challenging."

The man was silent for a moment, then said:

"Gaga gug ...

"You've got it backwards, you idiot."

"What breed?"

"Then I guess you're a circumambulator penguin today, which is why your calls are reversed."

Upon hearing this, Kong Youling smiled gently and then released her hands from his eyes.

Ji Minghuan looked around and saw that the silvery-white space was still empty, with only him and Kong Youling in the background; the other children had not yet arrived.

Kong Youling skipped over to him, her snow-white hair swaying slightly. She looked up at him and said, "You've grown taller."

"Is there any?"

As he spoke, Ji Minghuan stared quietly into Kong Youling's eyes. After a while, he tilted his head, and she tilted her head as well, a strand of snow-white hair falling onto her ear.

"I have a question for you?" he suddenly said.

Kong Youling paused for a moment, then nodded silently, her red eyes fixed on him.

Ji Minghuan looked at her silently, then suddenly reached out and cupped her face, gently squeezing her cheeks until they chubby. Kong Youling was stunned.

He lowered his voice and asked, almost uttering each word clearly:

"Ten days ago, did you leave the Salvation Society's base with your mentor? Otherwise, how would you know that the outside world is the moon?"

(End of this chapter)