Chapter 320 The Return Journey

At the same time that Stanford and Hera were confronting each other, on a highway three kilometers from the center of the crash.

"Damn it, I really don't understand."

"How come so many deformed, alien-like things suddenly appeared and are fighting us?"

“I feel like something’s not right.”

"Ever since we came out of the experimental island, our luck has been incredibly bad... Could it be that the bastard who controls the butterfly effect is doing sit-ups in his coffin?"

"Damn—no matter what you think, I think this reasoning is absolutely brilliant."

After experiencing a series of extremely rare and coincidental events, Carlos was quite amazed, concluding that he and Melink must have been targeted by a ghost.

Although the attack came out of nowhere, the two of them had already killed all the deformed creatures that had appeared out of nowhere. Most of them turned into ink and dissolved underground, and only a small number of them, which were killed by Carlos, were left with intact corpses.

Of course, the characteristics copied from the tampered notes are countless. Although there are few taboo items of the ACE level, EDS would still be more than enough to give them a hard time against enemies of that level.

“You’re still talking about Sergio? His ashes have probably already been buried in the garden as fertilizer by the European manager.” After putting away his easel and palette, Merlink let out a long sigh of relief, and then pondered, “But what you said… makes a lot of sense. Back on the passenger plane, I had a feeling that we were being watched by some unseen force.”

"—Perhaps something went wrong with Sheen. If I remember correctly, the B01 that He Yu had her bring back possessed this kind of conceptual ability."

However, just as he finished speaking, someone emerged from the darkness.

"Your ideas are quite novel," Mikron said, his voice sounding tired as he held up the bottle of wine Lu Jin had left unfinished.

Merlink turned to look at the other person, paused for a few seconds, and said helplessly, "Sigh... there's really no escaping it."

In those few seconds, he realized that the ink powder he had just sprinkled around him had lost its activity, which is why he reacted that way.

“Everyone has to die eventually.” Mikron said something cryptic, making the scene seem a bit too philosophical for a moment, but then he added, “Since it’s on my way anyway, I might as well do a good deed and kill you all before I go back to my roots.”

"Wow—" Carlos was naturally the first to disagree with this statement. He pulled out the altered notebook and said, "Dude, you're pretty cocky, aren't you? Looks like you're in cahoots with Li Lin, huh?"

“I belong to that faction. Just find a forbidden object that can read minds and look at what’s written on the pages, and you’ll understand,” Mike Rong replied calmly.

As it turned out, Carlos actually did just that.

"Okay, good idea."

About five seconds later.

Some people's expressions turned rather grim.

“From the moment I arrived at the Mirror of Eternal Dreams, I knew that many mixed-race members from various branches would be coming in.” As an old comrade-in-arms, Merlink naturally knew what his partner was thinking. He had always been a smart man, so he understood as well… There was no way out now, but he sighed and said, “Ah, of course… I just didn’t expect that the death of a certain scum would warrant an authority figure coming all the way here personally. It’s absurd that there is such a thing as ‘emotion’ in the Eoubs circle.”

“Your words are very ambiguous.” Mike Rong shook his head and asked in return, “You two have been cooperating for so many years and have gotten along quite well, haven’t you? You can’t be secretly plotting to kill each other, can you?”

Carlos hesitated for a second upon hearing this. In fact, he had had this thought a few years ago when he first met Melink, because that bastard was always criticizing him.

"It seems you have victory in your grasp."

"So, I can understand that... you strongly agree with Hamilton's approach?"

“Using absolute power to eliminate all unstable factors, regardless of whether there is order afterward, such a society… is not even as good as the ideal country in this dream.”

Merlink said this.

"Whatever they do is none of my business."

“Rationally speaking, he’s just my new boss, an identity that’s only been in place for less than 24 hours; but emotionally speaking, although his actions are extremely violent, and can’t even be considered the proper attitude of a legitimate operative towards humans and forbidden things,” Mikeron thought for a moment, then replied quite seriously this time, “in a sense, his philosophy is similar to that of the person I first followed—it’s the best approach for the current situation, for this world, for you, and for other humans.”

"If we really have to find a flaw, it's that some of the obstacles need to be removed."

He paused here, then continued, "This naturally includes the master of this ideal country and all of you."

“I understand what you mean.” Merlink nodded. “But I still don’t get it. Sorry.”

Just then.

"stop--"

"Can you two stop playing word games?"

"The content is so damn complicated, it's exhausting for me to listen to."

Carlos's face was full of bitterness and resentment.

"Since you believe we are all going to die, may I ask you a few questions?"

"Consider it leaving behind a few really awesome last words."

"Please, kind person."

Mikron stared at him for a few seconds, then replied, "I refuse."

"No... why are you treating people differently?"

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