Chapter 168 The starting point of the divergent path.

Chapter 168 The starting point of the divergent path.

Qian Jianmu has been at the training base for more than half a month.

He has basically met people of the same level in the base several times. As for the legendary seven subordinates who are of the same age as him and one or two levels lower than him, except for two who were unable to appear in the base due to physical reasons, he has met the other four.

However, Qianjianmu did not integrate into it.

His body is too thin and he needs regular maintenance surgeries. Even a large part of his daily classes is devoted to helping him recover. As for this future "boss", although there is a subtle level of suppression in the chip, because they are all of the same generation, just implanted a few years ago, that subtle sense of "respect" is at its weakest at this moment.

Chip implantation will destroy the emotional part of the brain, and the result will be cruel behavior of the chip implantee without any sense of guilt or empathy.

Although they have extraordinary talents that far surpass humans and even some computers, they also have a devilish nature and incomplete emotions. This description is extremely similar to serial killers or high-functioning antisocial personalities in human society.

It's easy to imagine that Qian Jianmu's life is not easy.

But he himself didn't care too much about whether his life was good or not.

It was as if his will to live disappeared instantly after the experiment. Because his body had no sense of pain and no emotions, and he was sure that his position was stable and there was no need to seek shelter, he showed a strong sense of detachment and was ambiguous with everyone.

It just doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if I get angry or die. I live in emptiness, in a blank past and future, playing my own role with baseless instincts.

After half a month, his character calmed down his restless "subordinates" a little bit. The two sides maintained a distance that was neither too far nor too close, like some kind of wild animals observing each other.

Until this peaceful day, the last 'God' finally hurried back from the Central Science and Technology City.

So, sensing the gaze/figure, Fyodor and Qianjianmu turned their heads together and looked in the direction of the person coming around the corner.

They met a pair of green eyes that were as clear and cool as emerald green.

The girl walking in front of the two men in white was wearing a short silver skirt made of gorgeous fabric, and her long snow-white hair fell to her waist. Her etiquette was perfect, like a textbook example, and her eyes were fixed straight ahead without any wandering or deviation.

Fyodor and Qian Jianmu were very close to each other, and from a bystander's perspective, it was difficult to notice that her gaze had shifted.

But Fyodor had become increasingly sensitive to gazes, and he was absolutely certain that the girl had indeed seen him.

However, the girl did not show any extra expression. When she was a few meters away from Qian Jianmu, she showed a very faint smile, ran over with brisk steps, half-knelt down, lay on the armrest of the wheelchair, and looked up at Qian Jianmu's eyes.

"Good day, nice to meet you, how are you today?"

"...Qidiao Juan?" Qian Jianmu verified the identity of the person in front of him, nodded, and said politely: "Not bad."

"That's great." The girl curved her eyebrows and gently pointed at herself with her fingertips: "Please allow me to introduce myself again."

She paused for a moment, her emerald eyes dimmed slightly, then sparkled again:

"Chidori Juan, from the Northern Base, is currently the second highest ranking chip owner... the highest ranking god below you."

It's the person who sat in your seat before you came.

Her unfinished meaning was so obvious that Fyodor almost thought she was provoking him, but the next sentence brought Chidori Juan's attitude back on track.

"So, I'll help you learn how to use us."

"use?"

"Brother, the future is in your hands. Whether it is war, riot, famine, or plague, everything will be at your mercy. We are destined to belong to you. Our life's achievements, destiny, life and death are all in your hands."

Qiandiao Juan blinked slowly and subtly, his tone strange and meaningful:

"You must keep working hard and resist the tide of the times, brother."

"My...future and life?" Qian Jianmu asked in a low voice.

From what Chijianmu learned, their relationship was closer to that of superiors and subordinates. Although they could give orders, they were not bound to the level that Chidori Jun mentioned.

In other words, it was Chidori Jun who exaggerated their relationship and misled him into doing this.

There have been cases where superiors overly oppressed subordinates and were killed as a result of resistance. The top management allows them to start contact from an early age when the influence of class is the least, also to check in advance the compatibility of the superiors with the entire team.

"Yes, it's yours."

With a smile that never changed and made people feel cold behind their backs, the girl held up Qian Jianmu's hand that was on her knees, and placed the bony palm with visible veins on her neck. Then she covered the back of her hand with her other hand, applying force little by little until Qian Jianmu touched her carotid artery:

"We are your tools. If you fail, we will all die because of you."

"Everyone?".

"Everyone." Qian Niao Juan curved her eyebrows and said in a soft and pleasing voice, "Will you feel uncomfortable? If your things are taken away, you can't be happy, right? Struggling desperately with such awareness is what the 'Lord God' should do, right?"

Fyodor raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the girl with an increasingly strange look.

Sure enough, they had met before.

The day that Chijianmaku arrived at the training center happened to be the day that Chidori Jun was taken away from the northern base. They stared at each other as they passed each other.

However, the look in Qiandiao Juan's eyes at this moment was somewhat different from that of the girl before.

If that girl still had some childish innocence and naivety, in these two short years, her innocence has been completely washed away, and her words are now filled with well-trained guidance and persuasion.

Thinking of this, Fyodor laughed out loud, without any urgency at all.

really--

"Things that were born of me and died for me, are they mine?"

The boy, who had completely missed the point, studied the question surprisingly seriously, causing the girl to have a look of confusion and puzzlement on her face.

——Fyodor had discovered it a long time ago.

Unlike the abnormal and perverse children in other training bases, Chimamu's personality disorder was innate.

The chip did not deprive him of his emotions. The emotional abnormalities he tested out were because he was born that way.

Compared to other people, Chijianmu's emotions are much more "normal".

Even if he had forgotten Fyodor, his growth in those five years was full of traces of Fyodor. His thoughts, his subconscious, and his behavior all carried the flavor of a "human".

This is very funny. Fyodor, who is not very human in Yokohama and is even called a shadow or a ghost, is actually the most human-like one in this world where the streets are full of the living dead.

Therefore, although Sengenmaku has no sense of guilt, he still has some residual moral concepts; although he has no empathy, he can use reason to analyze emotions. He was not a perverse madman or a beast, but a monster in human skin who was trained by Fyodor to think calmly before eating slowly. ——Although he is still young, he does have the tendency to wear human skin.

A year ago, Fedor had already noticed the changes in Qian Jianmu. The child had developed a desire for 'Fedor' who had always been by his side, and his dry emotions spread and flourished, evolving into matching extreme emotions such as 'desire to protect', 'desire to control', and 'desire to possess', which were not normal in the eyes of humans but were destined for Qian Jianmu.

Chidori Juan's words could not anger Qian Jianmu, nor could they cause the slightest fluctuation in Qian Jianmu's mood, because his emotions, which had just sprouted and were cleared due to the departure of a person, had now captured the most delicious prey.

"…belongs to me…"

In front of Qiandiao Juan, he murmured like a stuck machine.

The information that was gradually acquired was quickly integrated. The activated brain was now running at a speed comparable to the combined thinking speed of ten people. The scattered identity information, identity information about him, and information that he had not paid attention to before but had been storing carefully were all integrated in an instant.

He must have thought a lot in that brief moment.

Because Fyodor and Chidori Juan witnessed the pair of golden eyes gradually brightening up.

It's like the morning sun rising above the sea level, a look that makes people feel that "life is not bad".

It was as if something had given him enough energy to mobilize him to act, and his empty and hungry soul had found a substitute to gnaw on at that moment.

'There will always be someone by your side' 'You are irreplaceable to each other'.

He has had to rely on a ghost since he was a child, and his only playmate since childhood was a ghost's Sengenmu. This is the most suitable soothing toy that can make him sleep... a substitute for him.

This is an indelible psychological defect left in him by the hard life in his childhood, and at this moment, a huge vitality is flourishing on the mud of this defect.

"Oh, I understand. I'll try my best."

After a moment of silence, Qian Jianmu showed the most beautiful and sincere smile since he came here. His bright golden eyes glowed with a faint golden light, and he said in a brisk tone:

"I'll trouble you in the future too."

"..." Being hit by the overly bright golden light, Qiandiao Juan even doubted for a moment whether he was watching a sunrise.

So, in this state of shock, the only major flaw occurred in her perfect operation.

She couldn't help but glance at Fyodor who was standing next to her with a look of slight surprise and astonishment, and was caught by Fyodor.

Realizing this mistake, Qiandiao Juan quickly composed herself and sighed softly.

"Forget it, there's still a long time to watch the miracle happen..."

"Miracle?"

"It took hundreds of thousands of people to create you. Your existence is a miracle."

The thin child in the wheelchair frowned slightly and asked the question he had always wanted to ask but hadn't asked:

"But why would I want to participate in this experiment if the failure rate is so high?"

"Where is your memory loss?"

"During the experiment."

"What were you thinking about at that time?"

“If you want to live, you must live desperately, until you can no longer live, until you have paid all that you can give.”

Chidori Juan paused, she suddenly put her hand on Qianjianmu's neck and applied a little force.

The feeling of suffocation came slowly, but Qian Jianmu had no intention of struggling. He just looked up at her in confusion.

"But, now you..." You have no desire to survive at all?

Is this forgetting the reason for living?

The unspoken words were interrupted by the voice of a dark red-haired girl in the activity room not far away.

"Xiao Mu! Ah, it's Xiao Qian!"

The girl, who looked like a doll, had curved eyebrows and eyes that were as bright and sweet as if filled with honey:

"Xiaomu's class schedule is out, it's super interesting!"

"Sister Lilith." Qian Niao Juan came back to his senses and pointed at his forehead helplessly: "There's blood on my head?"

"It's not my blood. My wound is not here." Lilith wiped the blood away, and the blood was smudged on her clothes.

"You have to wipe off the blood even if it's not yours?" Qian Niao Juan walked up to her and wiped her forehead: "You won't be beautiful if you wipe it off."

“…Hmm.”

…

…

As always, those young children talked about bad topics that were completely inconsistent with human values.

Fyodor fell behind them, as if he had fallen into a monster breeding ground.

The top level of power to take whatever you want, tailor-made ideological courses, carefully constructed weird environment, growth progress monitored all day, and the supreme status bestowed by the world.

A petri dish containing all five poisons.

His eyes deepened slightly. He stopped and looked at Qian Jianmu, who treated a group of monsters as his companions, and walked calmly into the group of monsters.

It was a long time before Fyodor found the exact explanation for why he had been so impressed by the picture.

That was the starting point of Qian Jianmu's life.

It was his first step onto the only wrong path left for him in this world.

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