As he walked past Qianmian and opened the door of the small building, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

Qianmian moved aside and walked in front of Chen Ming, saying, "I'm just showing you my past and telling you what you're going to face. I'm already dead, so there's no need to be wary of a dead person like me, right?"

"You don't look dead."

"If you feel it carefully, you will know that I am really a dead person."

Chen Ming didn't say much and entered the small building.

Dirty was the first impression the small building gave him.

The first floor was cluttered with stains everywhere and all kinds of furniture that showed no signs of having been cleaned.

Qianmian looked a little disgusted when he saw these things, and took Chen Ming straight to the attic.

While passing the stairwell, Chen Ming could see that there were several card tables of different types on the second and third floors of the building.

Scattered piles of cards, overturned teapots, cigarette butts and garbage all over the floor are the main tones of the second and third floors.

It was not until Chen Ming entered the attic that he felt that the environment was obviously much better.

However, there are still all kinds of debris piled up in the attic, making the entire space station look very cramped.

There was only a small window in the corner of the attic, making the entire attic very dark.

Chen Ming soon noticed that next to the small window, there was a small bed that a child of thirteen or fourteen could only lie down on by hunching over.

Qianmian walked to the small window with ease, opened it, and sat on the bed.

"After seeing this, you probably know what I was like before."

After Qianmian finished speaking, he opened the drawer of the small bedside table next to him, which was probably used as a desk, and fumbled around inside.

"I experienced a lot of domestic violence when I was a child and was treated badly by my father. My only entertainment at the time was playing this with my peers nearby."

Qianmian finally took out a transparent plastic jar from the drawer, which was filled with colorful glass beads.

That is the external manifestation of the Thousand Faces Psychic Power.

"I found my first glass bead, and I won all the others myself."

"I was very happy to win the beads from other people, but my father couldn't stand it and one day he scattered all the beads on the road outside."

Qianmian pointed out the window.

Chen Ming leaned over to take a look.

Opposite this row of small buildings is a road. Next to the road is a fairly large lawn covered with dense weeds, and further on is a river.

Chen Ming turned his gaze back and continued listening to Qianmian's story.

"That day, my happiness was gone. I didn't notice it when I got home. It was not until I finished my homework, had my meal, and cleaned up the house that I realized my glass beads were gone."

"I didn't dare to ask my father, so I just looked for it myself. Finally, I found a few of my glass beads in the weeds across the street."

"I spent a lot of time picking up the glass beads, but there were still a lot missing, and it was already late at night."

"When I got home, my father was furious and smashed the jar full of glass beads I had found directly on my head."

"What I heard before I passed out was the sound of glass beads scattered all over the floor."

"When I woke up the next day, I was surprised to find that all the glass beads had been collected and placed in this jar."

“I thought my father had figured it out, but I soon found out I was wrong.”

"He meant for me to throw these things into the river myself."

"I don't want to. That will only lead to insults and beatings."

"Finally, he dragged me, who had been beaten to the point of being unable to move, and used my hands to pour the glass beads into the river."

"I kept crying, which annoyed him a little, so in the end, he even forced me to eat a glass bead that didn't fall into the river."

"He left me by the river like a dead dog. I only heard the last two words he said before he left: 'waste'."

There was no twist in Qianmian's tone, as if he was not talking about his own past, but the story of a stranger.

"When I woke up the next day, I was already in the hospital and the glass beads in my stomach were taken out."

"This glass bead is exactly the first glass bead I picked up. Isn't it a coincidence?"

"I took the only remaining glass bead back home."

"I apologized to my father, admitted my mistakes to him, and pretended that I had changed for the better."

"I cut off contact with friends who played with glass beads and pretended that I would never touch glass beads again."

"I studied very hard in school, and I studied very hard from those so-called good kids. I learned their strengths, and made myself a collection of strengths, pretending to be what everyone wanted to see."

"During that time, I was desperately trying to prove that I was not a loser."

“I did it.”

“But it didn’t work.”

"Nothing I showed was of any use."

"My father still treats me like an animal, and people around me cannot interfere with my family."

"But I'm still pretending. At least this way I can go home with less pain."

"Although this didn't affect him from beating me up after drinking so hard that I could barely move."

Qianmian said this, raised his head, and shifted his gaze from the jar on his legs to Chen Ming's face.

Then he saw Chen Ming leaning against the window with his head tilted, looking like he was listening to nonsense.

"Hey, I'm dead now, can't you just listen to a dead person explain everything clearly?"

"You are all dead, can you hurry up, I have things to do outside."

"You can see that time passes very slowly in this space of consciousness, right? Can you at least listen to my last words clearly?"

Seeing that Chen Ming still had that attitude, Qianmian's remaining consciousness could only compromise and said, "Okay, I'll say it faster."

"Later, I disguised myself further. I learned some makeup and cross-dressing techniques, disguised myself as a stranger and started looking for people to play with glass beads again."

"I started with the one glass bead I had left and won more."

“Not only glass beads, but also money.”

"I hid all the glass beads somewhere else, and I hid all the money as well."

"And so, I was lucky enough to live to adulthood."

"That day, I took home a small knife, the glass beads I had won over the years, and a savings card that contained enough money to support me from childhood to adulthood."

“I gave the card to my father.”

"He didn't care about the glass bead jar in my other hand at all. He only cared about the money I gave him."

"He praised me for the first time, then took the money and went out for an afternoon. When he came back..."

Chen Ming suddenly interrupted and said, "I guess he lost all his money in one afternoon, and he keeps asking you for more. If you don't give it to him, he'll scold you and even want to beat you."

"…Do you have cigarettes?"

Chen Ming used his mental power to create a small box of cigarettes that he had seen in reality in this space and handed it to Qianmian.

"This is a special cigarette supplied to the Fourteenth Legion. It's a good thing."

Qianmian took out a cigarette and put it in his lips.

Chen Ming helped him light a fire.

Qianmian closed his eyes and took a long puff. As he slowly blew out smoke rings, he asked, "This is a very clichéd story, isn't it?"

"right."

Qianmian took another puff of his cigarette and continued calmly, "He wanted to beat me up and get more money from me."

"And I took out the knife after I bit off one of my own fingers."

"I am already a strong adult. Even though my hand was injured, I easily beat that drunk, smoker and gambler."

"I severed his tendons in his hands and legs, cut off his tongue that he used to scream, and paid back all the beatings and suffering I had endured over the years,"

"Finally, I stuffed all the glass beads I had won over the years into his stomach one by one."

"Just like he used to stuff glass beads into my stomach."

"Watching the beads fill up his stomach and his esophagus until there was no more room for them."

“I am very happy.”

"I am very satisfied."

"Right after he died, I awakened my psychic powers."

"My psychic power can not only copy other people's psychic power, I can also copy everything about other people, including their height and appearance."

"Only psychics can have materialized products, namely those glass beads. The specific name should be called Heart Gathering Spirit Beads."

"I handled his funeral quite simply. I just told everyone that he died from drinking too much, and no one said anything."

"Anyway, he is just that kind of person. No one would doubt what a good kid like me, in everyone's eyes, says."

"Later, some creditors who owed him money came to me. Of course I could pay them back, and I did."

"I also killed those who were blind and wanted to cause trouble for me."

"I was planning to move to another place and start a new life."

"But just before I left, someone told me that my father lost too much money in gambling, so he went to Zuo Jing for money."

"I was already a psyker at the time, and I knew I had the ability, so I chose to investigate the Left Path."

"At that time, I discovered that the surface Zuo Jing was just a cover. The real Zuo Jing was a powerful force hidden in the empire and funded by many parties."

“So I had the idea to join the Left Trail.”

As soon as Qianmian said this, the surroundings suddenly blurred for a moment, as if garbled text appeared for a moment.

Qianmian did not show any reaction to this situation, but he obviously noticed the changes in the surrounding environment. He stopped sitting on the bed and stood up.

Right after he stood up.

The surrounding environment has changed completely.

The attic of the dilapidated building was transformed into a basement.

The shape and structure are very similar to the base in the basement of the cafe where Chen Ming stayed.

Chen Ming and Qian Mian were standing at the corner of the basement stairs and could clearly see the situation in the entire basement.

At this time, there were some other people around besides the two of them.

However, Chen Ming did not pay too much attention to these people.

Instead, he looked towards the deepest place.

There, young Qianmian was sitting at a desk.

Behind the desk was a person who was completely hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly at all.

At this moment, some strange noises and inexplicable sudden changes in tone appeared out of nowhere in Qianmian's voice beside Chen Ming.

"I joined Left Path to satisfy my crazy ideas."

"?"

Is this statement too radical? Qianqian's previous behavior sounds like something that a normal person with a certain outlook on life would do.

Why did he have to satisfy his crazy idea just after he said he would join Zuo Jing? What crazy idea?

Chen Ming was just about to ask Qianmian beside him.

Looking forward, all that was left was a complete mess of characters.

All the people, including the young Qianmian and the man in the shadow, disappeared, only Qianmian remained beside him.

What's going on? Chen Ming looked at Qianmian.

I saw that the faces of the thousands of remaining consciousnesses next to me showed a variety of negative emotions such as pain, hatred, despair, anger, etc.

And these complex emotions finally boiled down to one thing.

resentment.

The remaining consciousness of Qianmian felt that he was nearing the end.

The space station built by Chen Ming's spiritual power can no longer protect it.

So he moved.

He walked into the chaos with a heart full of resentment.

He saw that all the places he passed by were restored to their original state, except that the people who were supposed to be there were nowhere to be seen.

He walked over to the desk, not sitting down where his younger self had just sat.

Instead, he sat in the position of the person in the shadow.

He looked at Chen Ming.

Just when everything was about to end, the surrounding environment had become completely distorted and blurred.

The thousand faces have changed.

In the chaos, Chen Ming could only barely see a face.

An ordinary face that looks to be in his forties or fifties.

But his eyes are deep and attractive.

It seems to have everything in it.

Immediately afterwards, Qianmian's consciousness completely dissipated.

The last trace of existence in the world disappeared.

All that remained was the dark and empty space of consciousness where Chen Ming was at the moment.

Chen Ming did not rush to leave, but carefully recalled what had just happened.

The previous Qianmian was all nonsense. It was just a dying... already dead person telling people about his past that he couldn't tell anyone about, just to vent.

The key is the last scene.

Although it was just a quick glimpse, Chen Ming had already memorized that face completely in his mind.

This face must be the face of the brainwashed psychic from Zuo Jing.

And the last scene was imitated by Qianmian on his own initiative.

Chen Ming probably already understood what happened to Qianmian after he joined Zuojing, and he also understood what Qianmian meant.

The answer is actually very simple.

Qianmian was brainwashed.

He was a fledgling psychic who had just awakened his psychic powers.

After investigating Zuojing’s problems, I chose to join Zuojing.

Qianmian's original intention of joining Zuojing was definitely to destroy Zuojing, but after joining Zuojing, he gradually became corrupted by Zuojing.

Obviously it’s because Qianmian’s luck is not good.

He was simply brainwashed and his mind was gradually changed.

He just wanted to satisfy his evil thoughts that had been suppressed deep in his heart and should never appear in his life.

Such a person who came out of an extreme environment, not only did not vent his power wantonly after gaining it, but instead only resisted those who caused him pain, and was even willing to take the initiative to repay those debts.

This shows that he still maintains a stable mentality, a desire for revenge, and tolerance towards civilians. He is a normal person.

Such a person became a complete madman after joining Zuojing.

The culprit behind all this can only be Zuo Jing’s brainwashed psychic.

The face transformed from Qianmian's residual consciousness left a deep impression on Chen Ming.

He must find this person and deal with him.

Right now, deep underground.

Unfortunately, Chen Ming didn't have time to ask two more questions.

That is how the psychopathic entity that Thousand Faces transformed into died, and why Thousand Faces called him a monster.

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

Chen Ming could feel that none of Qianmian's words before were lies. After his remaining consciousness was no longer controlled, he had been passing on news about Zuo Jing to Chen Ming, and should be able to answer these questions.

But Chen Ming did not expect Qianmian's consciousness to dissipate so quickly.

If I had known, I wouldn't have given him the chance to talk nonsense.

Never mind, it’s not a big deal.

These two problems are his own problems, and he will figure them out sooner or later.

Chen Ming left this consciousness space which was built by his mental power and Qianmian's remaining consciousness and supported by him.

He took a deep breath after finding himself back underground in the power tower.

Plasma began to condense on the fist again.

The enemies have been cleared, so the next step should be the end.

But at this moment, he was still thinking about Qianmian's matter.

From Chen Ming's perspective, Qianmian was indeed a good person, at least before he joined Zuojing and was brainwashed. His values ​​even matched Chen Ming's on some issues.

At that time, Qianmian did not do anything out of line. The only people he actively killed were his father, who committed domestic violence against him, and those who wanted to attack him because he was young and rich.

Unfortunately, everything changed when he impulsively investigated Zuo Jing and joined Zuo Jing.

It is because of Zuo Jing's brainwashed psychics that things have become like this.

It's a bit of a pity.

Originally, a person like Qianmian would most likely be absorbed into the local government department after being noticed.

After all, what he did before was not considered truly evil.

Of course, if the current Qianmian was still alive, Chen Ming would definitely not let him continue to live.

Qianmian is now indeed a complete villain.

Only after his death could Chen Ming give him an evaluation of the good person he once was.

There is another pity about Chen Ming.

That is, after joining Zuo Jing, Qianmian's consciousness did not show any subsequent signs and did not continue to reveal more information to him.

What Qianmian remembered seemed to have ended the moment he joined Zuo Jing and saw the psychic.

There was nothing following.

There is no information about the brainwashed psykers, the location of the Left Path's main base, or their activities over the years.

Chen Ming still had to continue going down.

The plasma in his fist was charged to the extreme.

But just before he was about to swing his fist down, he suddenly discovered that on a fist-sized stone next to him, there appeared twisted and sharply intertwined patterns and psychic fluctuations that were sharply targeted.

This is a spiritual stone.

The plasma on Chen Ming's hand was temporarily moved aside.

So that he could reach out and pick up the spiritual stone.

The moment he picked it up, Chen Ming felt an extremely strong resentment from this spiritual stone.

This is the spiritual stone left behind by Qianmian.

The last bit of Thousand Faces' consciousness broke away from the residual psychic energy fluctuations controlled by the brainwashed psychic and transformed into a spirit stone of resentment.

The moment Chen Ming clenched the Resentment Spirit Stone, an illusion naturally appeared before his eyes.

A hallucination of a brainwashed psyker who killed Left Path.

This is also a resonant spirit stone.

"It's really hard to say anything."

Chen Ming put away the spiritual stone and continued to go down.

The recipient below should be the brainwashed psychic.

Find him and kill him.

That's what he's going to do next.

As long as he can be killed, perhaps Zuo Jing's force will gradually disappear under the siege of the empire.

Chen Ming continued to move forward towards the underground where spiritual energy fluctuations were still spreading, while the ground of the energy tower continued to collapse.

at the same time.

The battleship of the Fifth Legion in the sky finally arrived at the edge of the Luci galaxy with its fleet.

This is an ordinary offensive-class heavy battleship with extremely strong armor and attack capabilities.

After coordinating the Fifth Legion fleet that had been waiting for a long time, it sailed into the galaxy and headed towards the Prometheus-class on the left.

The battle between the main fleets is not something that the cruisers and the fleets below can intervene in, but there is nothing wrong with watching from a distance.

So at this time, Chen Ming's Afterglow Fleet and fleets of some other forces gathered at the edge of the galaxy to watch everything that was about to happen in the galaxy.

The Fifth Legion's offensive started the linked shield according to normal procedures.

The lower-level spacecraft gradually arranged themselves into a formation ready for battle.

Although for some reason the Fifth Legion's fleet has no advantage in terms of the number of ships compared to Zuo Jing's fleet.

But the people of the Fifth Legion are definitely stronger than those in the mixed fleet that were brainwashed by Zuo Jing, right?

And just at the moment when the fleets of both sides entered the firing range of the battleships.

What should have been exciting did not happen. The main weapons of the two battleships were not activated, and they did not bombard each other. Instead, they continued to move closer, as if they were going to engage in battle with the help of lower-level spacecraft.

This...is actually quite normal.

When the main fleets clash, they can rely on the clashes between lower-level spacecraft to gain an overall advantage on the battlefield and save combat readiness for the main battleships.

Once the lower-level fleet gains the upper hand, it is a reasonable tactic to rely on a large number of lower-level ships with linked shields to surround the enemy's battleships from multiple angles.

But everyone who is paying attention to this battlefield obviously will not see things developing as expected.

Especially for Chen Ming, who was going deep underground and continuing to observe the battlefield outside, the words that the president had said to him before appeared in his mind.

I'm afraid things won't go so smoothly.

(End of this chapter)