Reborn as a tiger, he was chosen by the nation as its guardian beast.

Chapter 170 Coercion and Compromise

This clone of the main brain clearly knows Number Thirteen's personality inside and out, which is why it is so terrified.

It knew very well that once Number Thirteen gained a foothold in the other world and successfully cooperated with China, the first thing it would do would be to come back and devour this "clone" to eliminate any future troubles.

Rather than waiting to die, we should take the initiative and try to get on the good side of China before the 13th.

"It's easier said than done."

Lin Yue crossed her arms and pouted, "What makes you think we'd choose you? Just because of your—ugly-looking subordinates?"

She pointed to the strange-looking mutants around her, her face full of disdain.

Wang Hu stood to the side with a tiger-like smile. Although having another regional mastermind join them would definitely be more beneficial than harmful to China, and their early return was naturally due to this consideration, now was the time to reap even greater benefits, so he naturally wouldn't say much and let Lin Yue play the good cop.

The fake man's smile froze, but he still forced a smile and explained, "These are just our most basic defensive measures."

My master inherited their most crucial database, especially in biological genetic research. We may not be as powerful as they are for now, but the knowledge and technology we possess are absolutely priceless to China.

It began to desperately demonstrate its value.

"Furthermore, my master is gentle and values ​​peace and communication; he would never impose such harsh conditions as those over there. We are willing to unconditionally open our databases to China, seeking only China's protection to survive this impending 'cleansing.'"

When he said the last two words, the fake man's voice trembled slightly.

That was a fear that came from the depths of one's soul.

After all, once the regional brain is released from contact, it is essentially transformed into a true digital life form. The regional brain here has just been reborn, so naturally it is unwilling to be controlled by Brain Thirteen again.

Wang Hu saw all of this.

He was now 100% certain that the mastermind was genuinely afraid.

It's like a son who's been threatened by the eldest son and had all his family property taken away. His only way to survive is to find an incredibly powerful outsider to back him up.

And China is the perfect foreign aid in its eyes.

"That sounds good."

Lin Yue stroked her chin, seemingly seriously considering: "Unconditionally open database? And provide core technology?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Seeing an opportunity, the imposter nodded vigorously: "As long as China is willing to accept us, my master is willing to offer everything he has."

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"And where is your master? He sent out something like you to talk to us? That's not very sincere." Lin Yue's tone changed, and her eyes sharpened.

The fake human hurriedly explained, "My master is deep within this base. It's just that—it's just that its true form is not convenient to move, and it's also worried that it might offend our two distinguished guests."

"Oh? Is that so?" Lin Yue smiled like a little fox.

Wang Hu knew that this girl was about to start causing trouble.

He remained silent, lying on the ground, seemingly dozing off, but in reality, he focused all his attention on the fake man and the energy flow throughout the mine.

He could sense a faint but extremely complex network of mental energy enveloping the entire base, with the center of the network located deep beneath the mine.

The mastermind was nervously watching everything happening here.

"How about this!" Lin Yue cleared her throat, adopting the air of a negotiation expert: "Talking here won't do any good. We don't believe verbal promises."

The imposter hurriedly asked, "Then—then what do you mean?"

Lin Yue stretched out a finger, pointed to the ground, and revealed a malicious smile.

"It's very simple to make us believe in your sincerity."

"Tell your master to reveal its true form and come with us."

The atmosphere in the entire mine instantly froze upon hearing this.

The surrounding mutants stirred with unease, and even the smile on the fake human's face froze completely.

Make the main brain follow along?

This is no longer cooperation; what's the difference between this and surrender?

Once the mainframe leaves this long-established lair and loses the protection of countless mutants, it becomes like meat on a chopping board, its shape entirely dependent on the mood of China.

This is an extremely demanding, even unreasonable, requirement.

The fake human opened its mouth, as if it wanted to say something, but looking at Lin Yue's eyes burning with multicolored flames, and the golden giant tiger beside her that exuded terrifying pressure from beginning to end, it swallowed its words back.

It knew it had no room for negotiation.

Either agree, or die.

To die now, or to be devoured by Number Thirteen before dying in the future—that is a choice.

Deep within the mine, the previously relatively stable network of mental energy began to fluctuate violently.

Clearly, the mastermind is engaged in a battle of wits.

Wang Hu could even "hear" the struggle, fear, and resentment that filled its thoughts, composed of countless data streams.

Lin Yue didn't urge it, but just watched it with a smile, giving it plenty of time to think.

Wang Hu then slowly stood up.

He did nothing but shake his golden fur, then walked gracefully to Lin Yue's side, coldly staring at the imposter with his emotionless golden vertical pupils.

An invisible pressure, heavier than a mountain, instantly enveloped the entire space.

The mutants that were originally restless fell silent instantly upon sensing the pure, life-level pressure emanating from Wang Hu, not daring to even breathe.

The fake man's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

At this moment, it and the mastermind behind it truly realized it.

They have absolutely no right to choose.

Faced with Wang Hu's gaze, which seemed to look down on him like a god, the fake man could no longer hold on.

The smile on his face vanished completely, replaced by a deathly pallor.

He didn't even dare to look Wang Hu in the eye, but bowed deeply and said in an almost pleading tone, "Please—please wait a moment, my master—needs a little time."

Wang Hu ignored him, yawned, and lay down again, as if the one who had just released terrifying pressure was not him at all.

But it was precisely this nonchalant attitude that put even more pressure on the other party.