The black-haired boy could tell that she was not lying, and he listened to her quietly until she finished speaking. However, he narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked:

"You know so much, how can the Chief Executive allow you to escape?"

Ina was stunned.

"Think about it carefully, young lady."

The smile in Xizel's eyes faded, and he regained his calmness like a glacier. He said lightly: "It's not your fault to be stupid, but don't let others take advantage of you and feel complacent about it."

——If he had a daughter like this who knew so much and whose ideas were not in line with his own, to put it mildly, he would not show mercy to her.

I think even if that man loves his daughter madly, he would not make such an obvious mistake.

It's just that there is a wolf in front and a tiger behind. It seems that we have good intentions in giving them a new choice, but in fact, no matter what the choice is, in the eyes of the other party, the result will be the same.

If you want to break out and leave, you have to kill——

Either kill or be killed.

Xizel didn't care what the delicate princess thought.

Everything he said just now was just for the comic readers. His goal had been achieved, so he naturally wouldn't say anything gentle to her.

no need.

——Of course, even this attitude is what he gave to future comic readers, so that they can have a clue about some things.

Cesar: I worry too much about the rationality of comics.jpg

He ignored Ina Jess and looked down at the central conference room which seemed to be still calm.

There was no fear or tension in the black-haired boy's blue eyes. Even though he was thrown a bunch of information that seemed true and false, he still maintained that calmness that was even a little creepy.

It was as if he didn't care at all about life or death, or winning or losing.

Ina couldn't help but be distracted for a moment, thinking -

Compared to Xia Zuo, he is more like the... prophesied high priest who can awaken the sleeping gods - the blessed one with the highest "inspiration" among humans.

However, the reality did not let Ina continue to be dazed. The black-haired boy quickly made a decision. He ordered Ursula to cover the retreat - if she also went with them, it would be okay to save only Xia Zuo, but saving two would be a bit difficult for him as he was not good at fighting - he did not want to let himself fall into the state of zero san value for the time being.

Then Xizel called Xia Zuo to take him past the blockade and head to the execution office which was particularly lively because of the fight.

César really didn't feel nervous at all.

When he was rescued from the Central Jail, he didn't do nothing - he saved a file on the spot.

Reloading a save will cause him to lose sanity, which is nothing to complain about, after all, it is a hard rule that you can only reload a save after dying. You can save a save, and except that the last save point will be overwritten, there is no limit to the number of times you can save.

In that case, of course you have to save the game every time you conquer a level.

"Xize, something is not right here..." Xia Zuo frowned, "It's not the aura of darkness, but I feel very uncomfortable."

Xizel said calmly: "The trap set for you is probably full of things that can restrain you. Of course you will feel uncomfortable."

Xia Zuo: “…”

The brown-haired boy just had better physical fitness, which did not mean he could fly, so at this moment, without knowing the situation, he walked along the road of the Executive Office with extreme caution.

At this time, there was still some distance from the destination, but neither of them was in a hurry to start the next battle.

The brown-haired boy thought about it and asked, "Xize, what did you find in those experimental materials?"

Xia Zuo: "QAQ I don't want to listen to them, I want to listen to you."

It would be too costly to trust other people's words due to trial and error, so he only believed in César who had been with him all the way.

At this point, he also vaguely understood that the truth behind the human experiments might be even more incredible than he had imagined.

Xizel glanced at him, then looked at the Execution Office, which seemed to have all its guards retreated to the outside world. It was obvious that they were luring him into a trap, and chuckled slowly:

"Nothing special."

"They are just a group of humans who were once blessed by God, but now they want to steal God's power."

…

Xia Zuo almost fell backwards, his eyes widened:

"……god?"

Does God really exist in this world?

Xizel gave him an inclusive smile and looked at him calmly: "So what do you think your talent name is?"

【priest】.

Thinking of this, Xia Zuo said sheepishly: "...I thought it was all fake. The name of pastor, which has a religious flavor, is just to make the description of ability more vivid."

--etc.

If there is a God, He is a priest...

The brown-haired boy's eyes lit up: "So I'm still a priest?!"

Xizel's smile deepened: "If it was that simple, those people wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to let you grow up inconspicuously, and then greedily and eagerly wanted to harvest you in one fell swoop after you grew up."

Xia Zuo was a little confused, but the implicit meaning in Xizel's words still made him feel a chill on his back and his scalp tingling.

He said somewhat stiffly: "…What does this mean, Caesar?"

Could it be that...

"You're right." Xizel said, "All the choices and decisions you made were also secretly pushed by them."

“It’s just…” Before Xia Zuo became stunned, the black-haired boy blinked his eyes, his expression still calm and relaxed: “They didn’t expect that I would get in between them.”

Ursula, Césaire, and Xia Zuo have gradually deviated from the direction they expected.

They started to panic.

And this is often the beginning of failure.

Xizel suddenly brought up another topic: "You should have heard of the history of the Federation."

Since he had traveled to the comics, he certainly would not only focus on the little information that was drawn. He read through the cultural history and customs of each region, as well as the various official and unofficial histories of the Federation.

After all, when Xia Zuo was knitting a sweater, he was reading a book; when Xia Zuo was fighting, he was reading a book; when Xia Zuo was so bored that he was pulling weeds, he was still reading a book.

——According to the records of the Federation Chronicle, before the establishment of the Federation, this world was occupied by various huge family forces. It was in chaos and the people were living in poverty. Many powerful gifted holders fought wantonly, and various religions and sects deceived the civilians.

At that time, the number of people with talent was much higher than it is now, and there was also the concept of "inspiration". The higher the "inspiration", the stronger the talent was likely to be.

At that time, the Jess family, which was home to many gifted holders of high spiritual power, could not bear to see this situation, so they sniped the rebellious gifted holders and mobilized civilians to unite and resist the invasion of the gifted holders.

Before this, the Eastwood Prison for the Insane was established by a hidden family, and all the powerful and gifted people who could not be killed were sent to this prison.

At the same time, the Patrol Tower, which is composed of people with talents and whose mission is to control and manage people with special abilities, also emerged and rose at an incredible speed.

"It is worth mentioning," Xizel said lightly, "that the original leaders of the Picket Tower were religious people."

Xia Zuo, who had been listening with great interest, was stunned: "Are they originally from the church?"

It was so confusing that he gradually couldn't understand it anymore.

"Not only that," Xizel continued to throw out explosive information, "They are probably the abnormal ones in various churches."

Otherwise, they would not have raised various banners and carried out bloody sniping against other larger churches.

And as far as he knew, the origin of many conflicts between the Picket Tower and the Federation in ancient times was that the Picket Tower unilaterally believed that the Federation was "disrespectful to God."

All in all, it's not a good thing.

Xia Zuo was already numb: "..."

The not-so-normal kind.

What's the difference between this and directly calling him a mental patient?

"What does this have to do with me?"

Xia Zuo humbly asked, "And those human experiments of the Federation, why do you say they are trying to steal the power of God?"

"Let me explain these."

Suddenly, a voice appeared in front of Xia Zuo.

Xia Zuo took a step forward reflexively, shielded his friend behind him, and looked vigilantly at the source of the strange voice.

He was a middle-aged man who looked quite dignified, but his skin looked very pale. To someone like Xia Zuo who had a strong tendency towards light, he exuded a strange and cold feeling.

His eyes were always on Xia Zuo, but he didn't look like he was looking at a boy, a human being, but rather at some treasure that he could use.

He was about to speak when the black-haired boy, whom he didn't care much about and who looked to be running out of energy, interrupted him with a half-smile.

"You didn't act right away. I guess your conversation with the man in the patrol tower didn't go very smoothly."

"——Mr. Jace, the chief executive officer of the Federation."

Jace's expression changed slightly.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the black-haired boy who was unremarkable except for his appearance, but found that there was not a trace of emotion in the other's eyes.

It's as if I've long been accustomed to anticipating everything, so when I see things developing according to my ideas, there won't be any emotional fluctuations at all.

But this is impossible. The appearance of a person with predictive talent in the world is already a miracle. What's more, according to the secret report sent back from below, the opponent's talent is obviously a rather strange invincible type.

Apart from his talent, this man who suddenly appeared and was brought here by Xia Zuo was just a little smart.

Thinking of this, he felt a little regretful——

It seems that Ina, whom he had specially let go, did not lure them out of the center of this vortex. Otherwise, their Federation would have been able to use the home advantage to put the trump card specially prepared for Xia Zuo to use, instead of being like this now...

"The conversation was more than unsuccessful!"

Another unfamiliar voice appeared at the other end of the road, speaking with heavy sarcasm and without giving anyone any face: "Mr. CEO, are you trying to kill me and keep the key for yourself?"

Jace glanced at him, in his heart despising these thugs who had no language skills, but on the surface he said calmly: "The person with the precognitive talent is from the Federation. I want to know how Guita got the news so quickly."

The pioneer of the patrol tower rolled his eyes and said, "How many times have I told you that there are few people with foresight talents, but your children are not the only ones with them! Can you stop being so arrogant? Do you really think you are still the once-glorious Jace family?"

Xia Zuo whispered: "...They are arguing, Caesar."

Xizel was very calm: "Patrol Tower vs. Federation, stay calm, basic operation."