Chapter 60 Chapter 60 "Let's start from the beginning." Ke...
"Let's start from the beginning." Cross walked forward without looking back.
The white-haired girl followed behind him, explaining briefly but seriously.
"Find the weakness."
They walked to the door of an office. Cross's fingers tapped lightly on the documents in his hand, making a rhythmic sound. The girl followed closely behind him, her footsteps making crisp sounds on the hard floor.
'Exploiting weaknesses'
Someone in the office pushed open the door. A figure appeared at the door, and he obviously didn't notice the presence of Cross and the girl.
“To stir up conflict.”
The person who opened the door seemed to have his cognition disturbed, and his eyes were confused. He subconsciously avoided them, as if he was avoiding two non-existent people.
"One shot and it hit the target."
They continued walking through the office door, the whole process taking no more than ten seconds.
Cross paused deliberately, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes. However, the follow-up he expected did not occur. The office door closed slowly behind them, making a slight creaking sound.
He sighed helplessly and said half-threateningly: "Sometimes I wonder if I should train your language organization skills, but then I think maybe you just don't want to talk to me or anyone else."
Then, as expected, there was once again no response.
Cross was not surprised, as he had discovered long ago that Sixteen was a tricky person.
She seemed crystal clear and could be seen through at a glance. She is quiet, doesn't like trouble, and doesn't covet power. As long as she can survive, she doesn't care where she is or what she is doing.
The special powers granted to her by the experiment gave her the power to do whatever she wanted.
Cross tried to pull her into the quagmire of desire, whether it was friendship or power, but never succeeded.
Although his attempt was unsuccessful, Cross discovered something interesting from it.
——Sixteen is very similar to him.
He doesn't care what the ants think, he just wants to have some fun, so he selects the right people, sets the stage for them, and watches their stories. Sixteen doesn't care about the thoughts of ants, so she has no desires, doesn't care about anything, and watches everything in the world with cold eyes.
Sixteen has a pair of eyes similar to his, and no amount of disguise can hide the indifference in their eyes.
This made Cross even happier.
He may not be able to forge Sixteen into a sharp blade and guide Sixteen to destroy the organization, but he still wants to see a wonderful drama in Sixteen.
What could be more pleasurable than cultivating beings similar to yourself? He enjoys watching the young hunter grow up, and he is also happy to push her into the abyss of destruction.
Thinking of this, the annoyance caused by being harassed by idiots dissipated a little.
Cross continued, "Since you don't want to, let me say it, and you only have to answer yes or no."
"At first, when Charlie Puth targeted you, you didn't care, just like humans don't care about the actions of ants. After you understood my intentions, you decided to get rid of him. Am I right?"
"Yes." Ren Xiaoyue replied.
After getting a positive answer, Cross nodded gently: "After you have the intention to kill, you are not ready to do it yourself. To be honest, I didn't expect that the saying "even a rabbit bites when it is cornered" can still describe you this day."
"Charlie Puth has many weaknesses and he has offended too many people. As long as they create an opportunity, they are willing to teach Charlie Puth an unforgettable lesson."
"You have chosen a suitable candidate. With curse-type abilities, you don't need that person to attack Charlie Puth directly. You just need him to use the curse to maintain the existing damage."
"Because you have someone else in mind as to who caused the harm."
Without pausing, Cross continued, "You've caused us a lot of trouble. Satya asked me to come here to avoid getting into trouble, and you threw it back at me."
"Well, I have to admit that it's my fault that things turned out this way," Cross sighed, "Perhaps I should discuss this with you. Anyway, because I decided on my own to let you drive Charlie Puth away, you chose Twenty-Three as the person to teach him a lesson directly."
"So far, is this what I said?"
"Yes." Ren Xiaoyue repeated.
Cross smiled at the thought of Charlie Puth and his father's goofy faces.
He had to raise his hands to deal with the ants crawling around. Even when pouring hot water, he had to move his fingers and lift the kettle.
Cross continued slowly, "Twenty-three is a good dog, and there are many things that can irritate him. With the right timing and proper guidance, you made them conflict."
"I heard that Twenty-Three ignored Charlie Puth's provocation at first, until he said something he shouldn't have said, and Twenty-Three couldn't help it."
"Ordinary people have shortcomings in taming people with special abilities. If you can't suppress them with force, you can't grind down their spirit. Although twenty-three is already considered an obedient group."
"At this point, Twenty-Three has been dragged into this matter, and Satya and I can't stay out of it. Charlie Puth has been beaten half to death, and he won't bother you for at least three months. Furthermore, if you want, he won't bother you for the rest of his life."
"Do you think I'm right?"
"Yes." Ren Xiaoyue said.
Clos paused for a moment. He suspected that as long as he didn't speak, the people around him would keep saying yes just to please him.
Well, it's because he is always patient with people he is interested in.
“Instead of saying yes or no,” Cross said, “say something else, like why you chose to do this.”
The one who pushed and moved thought for a moment before saying, "I have my own attitude."
Cross couldn't help but tease, "I thought you'd lost your attitude a long time ago. You do whatever I say and you usually don't talk."
"I'm not a fool." said Ren Xiaoyue. Cross seemed to hear her snort softly.
Cross smiled and replied, "But you are mute."
He is also good at playing dumb.
Before they knew it, they had arrived in front of the dormitory building, and Ren Xiaoyue's dormitory was right in front of them.
Kloss threw out the final question: "You did a good job this time. So now I ask you, do you want Charlie Puth to recover?"
"They didn't realize it was a curse, and the supernatural beings they invited were not suitable. If you keep trying one by one, you may never see Charlie Puth."
Ren Xiaoyue stopped and looked up at him in confusion.
"Is this something I can decide?" she asked.
Cross shrugged irresponsibly: "It's free to express your opinion."
Ren Xiaoyue retracted her gaze and said without any interest, "It's all up to you."
"Okay, forget it then," Cross clapped his hands and laughed, "I've already offended everyone, it would be a big loss if I didn't charge some interest."
He had already thought about what kind of drama they could put on. The father and son have a deep love, the father is kind and the son is filial. The failed father will discover the true nature of his son's selfish forces at the moment of life and death.
Cross happily told Ren Xiaoyue: "You don't have to go to the lab tomorrow. I'll ask for leave for you. At nine o'clock in the morning, go to our previous office and wait for me. Just consider it a reward. I'll take you to see something."
"Something interesting."
The next day, Cross arrived a little earlier than Ren Xiaoyue as usual.
Ren Xiaoyue usually arrives 5 to 10 minutes earlier than the agreed time, and he arrives even earlier than that.
When meeting different people, Cross would always arrive a little earlier than them according to their habits. This was his little bit of fun.
Cross took Ren Xiaoyue with him. The other party did not ask him why or where he was going. They walked to a room. Cross showed his work card and application to the guard at the door. The guards confirmed that everything was correct and let them in.
They put on their gear, left the dust room, and walked into the room.
There is no one in this room now. In the bright room stood a number of huge culture chambers. Some of them contain nothing, some contain unformed embryos, and some contain fully formed babies.
Cross stopped in front of a culture chamber filled with things. The incubator contained a black-haired boy who looked no more than 6 years old. He curled up and floated in the nutrient solution as if he was inside his mother's body.
Cross lightly touched the incubator with his hand and looked at Ren Xiaoyue: "This is the experimental subject created by the project we are currently involved in. They have succeeded. No, to be more precise, they are close to success."
"This is their closest work to success. As long as he can leave the incubator alive and pass the test, it means Satya has succeeded."
He continued with a smile: "He will optimize the technology he used on you and create a high-level mutant from the embryo. In addition, he also wants to control the unknown areas that no one has ever stepped into."
"Before him, no, after him, no one understood the principle of ability differentiation. He just took a shortcut."
"You know, unlike humans, most of the superpowers of superpowered beasts are stable, and the same race will only have the same type of superpowers. Satya took advantage of this and merged the genes of superpowered beasts with humans to create 'humans' with controllable superpowers."
"This kid's special ability is immortality," Cross said. "Never grow old or die."
"His body will stop at its peak, and he will say goodbye to death forever. Do you think this kind of existence is very god-like?"
Ren Xiaoyue stared at the culture chamber, which was much taller than her, for a long time. Just when Cross thought she wouldn't say anything, she spoke.
"Is he perfect, teacher?" Ren Xiaoyue asked.
Cross thought for a moment and said, "Well... maybe it's perfect, maybe not. No one can tell you the answer until the experiment is successful."
"Oh," Ren Xiaoyue nodded, "He is not."
Cross kept smiling and reminded: "Sixteen, you are really boring. Now you should say I understand."
"I see."
People around me are quick to follow your advice. Cross raised his eyebrows, withdrew his gaze from Ren Xiaoyue, and looked at the child in the incubator with a serious look.
He said slowly: "Well, he may not be perfect. After all, he can't control people's hearts, can't conjure up endless resources, and can't solve all the problems in the world."
Cross placed his hand on the incubator and said word by word, "But in some people's hearts, he is perfect."
As he said this, the ignorant child in the incubator was reflected in his purple eyes. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment. But this silent laboratory seemed somewhat eerie because of him.
[Oh my god, oh my god, this dialogue looks so familiar. Isn’t this the flashback to when Zebao was unconscious at the end of the first volume? 】
[Oh my god, the people in this incubator are treasure hunters? Is Zebao also from the aquarium? 】
【? ? ? This big medicine really shocked me, summer is really full of clues! 】
[On the previous page, I was still laughing at the teacher for not giving Cross any face at all. On the next page, the smile suddenly froze on my face]
[The case is solved. Why is Teacher Xiaoyue so particular about treasure selection? It turns out they have met so long ago. 】
[This foreshadowing has finally been confirmed. When Xiaoyue's white-haired form appeared, some people guessed that the two mysterious people in the flashback at the end of the first volume were Xiaoyue and Cross. As a result, because there is no confirmation, the argument has continued until now.]
[Xiao Yue’s wife’s profile is so beautiful! ! prprprpr】
[What is Xiaoyue thinking? Why is she asking if the treasure selection is perfect? 】
[There must be other reasons why Teacher Xiaoyue is so particular about treasure selection. Teacher, who was so cold before, has different opinions on treasure selection that can be seen with the naked eye. I guess there will be bigger reasons later.]
[I've said before that a test subject like the teacher can't live as long as a high-level psychic. Her life span is the same as that of an ordinary person. Teacher, are you still a little envious of Zebao...]
[The teacher is lifeless every day and is completely different from before. It seems that she has no expectations for life now.]
[Why did you suddenly become so cruel?] Look at it in a positive way, maybe the teacher just doesn’t treat others as human beings.]
【? It doesn’t seem to be getting any better.]
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