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"Nothing...nothing at all,"

Silvani stood in front of a pile of precision instruments, looking at the data on the screen with an extremely irritated mood.

After testing all parts of the body, no abnormalities were found, and the mental fluctuations were consistent with normal sleep. Although the other party's state after waking up was abnormal, he only showed vague memory and slight emotional fluctuations in a series of tests.

He was unable to observe the abnormal factor.

"The body's recovery speed has significantly decreased, and it is expected to return to a normal person's recovery speed within a year..."

Silvani looked at the wound that had to be sutured to speed up the repair process, and a hint of ferocity flashed across his originally calm expression.

"Previous drugs interfered with the production of melanin in the skin, but the overall impact was minor. However, the most troublesome thing was the abnormal perception of pain, which made it difficult to observe the mental state."

When Grappa opened his eyes again, his obviously too calm attitude made Silvani feel uneasy. His originally gray-green eyes now looked more like a very light gray, like inorganic glass that was detached from reality, transparent and reflecting Silvani's ugly face.

He watched quietly as Silvani cut into his body, just like a newborn baby watching a normal human behavior. His weak perception of pain meant that he didn't even have a physiological reaction when he was hurt, and he ignored all of Silvani's questions.

"Silvani, is my weapon finished?"

In the sudden phone call, the boss had given up pretending to be mysterious using his voice changer and directly asked the question that concerned him most.

A complex emotion flashed across Silvani's eyes, and he said:

"Boss, it is expected to be completed within a month."

Apparently, the other end was very satisfied with this answer and hung up the phone after giving a few instructions.

Silvani looked at Grappa, who was lying on the laboratory table with his eyes closed and staring at the ceiling, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

If a thorough brainwashing is carried out at this time, it will cause irreversible damage to the brain, and I will never know what secrets Grappa is hiding.

Silvani waved his hand over Grappa's face, and the light grey eyes finally focused. The owner of the body turned to look at the bored researcher, only to see him smile.

As long as I can complete the mission, I will go to the Public Security Bureau and continue my experiments on Grappa...

A month later, Silvani took the initiative to contact the boss and said:

"Done, Boss,"

"He would be the perfect weapon."

———

"Bourbon, you've done a good job during this period."

In the two months since the Grappa incident, in order to unite the organization in time and recover some losses, the boss not only revealed his true face, but also showed an attitude of eagerness for talent and generosity towards his subordinates, and promoted many generations of members.

Among them, Bourbon, who had already become a high-level player, performed particularly well. On the one hand, he surprised the BOSS with his potential, and on the other hand, he was more tolerant of the occasional mistakes made by his opponent.

At this time he would not reject ambitious people, and he would accept the negligence caused by haste as long as he was warned in time. Bourbon could be credited with quelling the chaos in the organization two months after the Grappa incident.

"Thank you, Boss." The blond man's attitude gradually became calm, which made the man sitting in the first seat very satisfied with his level of training of confidants.

"Now it's time to deal with those jackals who took advantage of the opportunity to rush in," the man's eyes flashed with cruelty when he thought of those □□ organizations that couldn't wait to rush in when they heard that something happened to our organization.

"Boss, I'm just an intelligence officer," Bourbon, who had been a little calm just now, said with his arms spread out as if his true colors had been revealed. "It would be too difficult for me to go up against those people from the Yamaguchi-gumi. Gin should be able to move now."

"You are being modest." The man smiled. He knew how many attacks Bourbon had encountered during this period. His skills had improved by leaps and bounds in this environment. "As for Gin, he still needs to rest."

Hearing this, the blond man's eyes flickered.

It seems that this boss has intended to take this opportunity to weaken Gin's influence, which really makes things convenient for them.

"As for what I will give you this time, don't worry, I will prepare the most suitable weapons for you." As his voice fell, the door of the conference room slowly opened, and a figure walked forward step by step.

Although he was mentally prepared, the moment he looked up at the person coming, the blond man's gray-purple eyes couldn't help but tremble, and he met a pair of unfamiliar light gray eyes.

There seemed to be nothing in there, so empty that the blond man avoided exchanging glances and turned to look at the other person's appearance.

The newcomer's attire seemed to be the same as before, a tight black combat suit with a tightly tied and thick-looking coat on the outside, but there were some complicated black leather belts hanging from the joints such as the shoulders and wrists. Of course, he was not so naive as to think that these were just decorations...

Similar to the straitjackets used in psychiatric hospitals to control the behavior of patients, both this windbreaker and these belts look sturdy enough.

He did not hide his gaze, and sure enough, he saw straps at the exposed ankles. The high collar that covered the neck also made him realize that similar designs might not only be on the jacket. Apparently, Grappa's previous behavior had made this boss extremely sensitive.

However, compared to these details, the biggest change is probably the abrupt white short hair that stands out against the black outfit.

The blond man's pointed gaze was so obvious that the boss sitting in the first seat could see the other party's problem at a glance.

"Just a little side effect," the man said simply, but there was no need to explain further.

"Side effects..." the blond man repeated in a low voice, his expression somewhat stiffly covering the emotions that were about to burst out, and his gray-purple eyes were filled with uncontrollable surging emotions.

Fortunately, this did not seem strange to the boss, who smiled and said, "I remember you wanted it very much."

"Yes, BOSS." The blond man tilted his head slightly, as if his attention was focused on Grapa. The last word "BOSS" was as light as a breath.

"Then it's up to you."

For the man, Bourbon is now his newly trained confidant, and it would be great if he could use a weapon to make him more loyal.

"I'll have Silvani give you a copy of the manual. Although his combat capability may not be as good as before, he is good at obeying orders. He is very obedient now, and naturally he doesn't remember anything from before."

As the boss spoke, he stood up and walked towards the door of the conference room. He was very busy and didn't mind giving Bourbon some time to adapt to this new weapon.

"Understood, Boss."

Bourbon's voice came from behind, somewhat calmly. The man did not suspect anything, but after thinking of something else, he said:

"Remember to go to Silvanina to get your medicine. After all, there is still a very small chance that something might go wrong."

"Understood, Boss."

After hearing the other party's response, the boss walked out of the meeting room directly. He did not look back, nor did he notice the broken look on the face of his now trusted subordinate.

———

"Is this the legendary Sea of ​​Memory?!"

[What game are you playing in the Sea of ​​Memory? ]

“Pay attention to the details.”

The man standing in the void looked at the floating lights around him. It seemed as if there were flashes of memories, which seemed a bit dreamy in the darkness.

"I'm still a little trypophobic," Noel sighed as he reached out to touch the light spots. As if consciously, the light spots lightly avoided Noel's hand and then began to float irregularly.

[These are not physical entities, but the embodiment of the summer part of your soul]

"His memory?" Noel asked thoughtfully.

[Yes, do you want to see it? ]

"I don't have a hobby of snooping into other people's privacy," Noel said as he sat on the ground, crossed his legs and asked, "When are you going to let me out, Xiao Hei~"

The sweet ending tone like a coquettish voice came lightly, but it made the consciousness of this world feel nostalgic. During the years when the two knew each other, it had heard more than once that person in front of it used such a disgusting voice to frantically solicit information from it, or to induce it to do something. In short, he would only become like this when he wanted something.

Thinking of this, Xiao Hei became very upset. He attributed it to his unhappiness and did not answer Noel's question. He just said

[Not recommended in summer, you can watch it]

As it finished speaking, points of light floated in the space, as if a vague movie version had been transformed into fragments.

In the dark living room, a man in a camel-colored coat sat on the wooden floor. He did not change his shoes from going out and soiled the clean floor. He was completely unaware and just sat there expressionlessly, as if he was a statue, maintaining the same posture.

Police cars with flashing lights drove through the streets. The vicious serial murders made the atmosphere of the whole city tense. In contrast, the investigation was carried out as quickly as possible and the search was carried out on a large scale.

So he took action, as if he had known it before it was too late, he bypassed the police protection, bypassed the police search team, and knocked on a person's door.

Afterwards, the man died and stood there waiting for the police.

Another scene is in the police interrogation room. He was very cooperative in admitting his crime, but he did not explain how he found the criminal.

Several people's faces flashed across the screen. Noel vaguely remembered that they were a doctor and a policeman who had a good relationship with Xia Tian. Their expressions seemed as if they were trying their best to suppress their emotions, but Noel could not see Xia Tian's own expression.

In the next scene, Xia Tian died suddenly from a cardiac arrest.

Noel thought of a comic book in the summer world at an inopportune time. It was as if his soul was suddenly taken away by the god of death. This was a death that could only be defined as an accident, excluding suicide or homicide.

"So he's really dead?"

[As a world consciousness, excessive emotional fluctuations will have some kind of impact on the world, and therefore the laws of the world will help him escape from this body and eliminate dangerous factors. So I said that he will wake up again, but it will not be summer again.]

As if worried that Noel would feel unfair, Xiao Hei added:

[Originally, our world consciousness rarely chooses human bodies. Too much emotion will directly affect the soul. Our world consciousness can also be considered a kind of soul, the soul of the world. At that time, Xia Tian should have had the idea of ​​self-destruction, or changing the fact of his parents' death, which caused the laws of the world to take action in response. But I think Xia Tian also knows this.]

"So you have also achieved the idea of ​​self-destruction?"

[It should be]

Xiao Hei thought about the summer in another world line, when he was exchanging this information with the other party. After the other party agreed to help draw comics to influence the world, which was a risky behavior for both parties to exploit loopholes in the rules, he also assisted him in adjusting various plans and asked him if there was anything else he needed him to do.

At that moment it realized that Xia Tian's parents were important enough to that world consciousness that it was willing to give everything for it.

Feelings are really scary.

Xiao Hei subconsciously thought, fortunately this summer he had not lost his mind and had not forcibly intervened in a complete high-dimensional world that had been operating for many years. Otherwise, even if he succeeded, there would definitely be various problems. So he did nothing, protected that world, and chose to die as a human being.

But my own world is just a world derived from a high-dimensional comic book, and it is connected to another high-dimensional world...

"So can I go out now, Blackie?"

[Grappa said that as his second personality he wanted to fight for his own rights, so he refused to give you control of your body]

"Oh my god, you know everything. You two hid the connection from me!"

He was there when Grappa's personality was born. Xiao Hei felt guilty, but then he thought that he was just a traitor, so he became tough and said directly:

[We have a connection, so what? Is that not possible? ]