Overturned Tower

Ampoule Biomedical Branch in Yongquan Island, the first sanatorium in Yongquan Island.

A bald man in a costume carrying a heavy briefcase appeared silently at the door.

His skin is dark blue, with a fine layer of fish scales on it, and his pupils are shining with cold colors.

When he walked to the security gate at the entrance of the nursing home, he casually glanced up at the door and looked at the machine that scanned his iris.

The next moment, the man walked in as if nothing had happened. The many forts that seemed to be aimed at him were also moved and resettled.

In the cyberspace, a more transparent afterimage of a man was copied and stayed in the same place. He kept looking at the security gate, and his pupils emitted a cone-shaped light blue light.

Personal information belonging to him appeared in the system out of thin air, while his "occupation" and "authority" became blurred and changed rapidly. In almost an instant, "senior psychotherapist" became his new profession.

Immediately afterwards, the image of the bald man began to be copied rapidly in the nursing home.

Every time he took a step in the real space, more than one phantom would break away from him in the virtual world and walk slowly in all directions. They bypassed the coding walls and controlled every facility in the nursing home. And after taking control of the facility in front of him, he disappeared again like a phantom. The patrolling network security division did not notice anything strange when passing by, let alone the intruder.

Countless cameras, smart doors, security gates, servitors...the indicator lights of all internal networking devices flashed for a moment, and then their control was completely taken over.

The man walked towards the side hall calmly, the camera avoiding his figure.

A beautiful servitor walked towards him, bowed respectfully to him, and then took the handbag from his hand.

She walked to a deserted corner, where a dozen servitors gathered. They opened their handbags and got a patch bomb, which looked like a mobile power supply, and stuck it under their skirts without hesitation.

No one said a word during the whole process, and the camera avoided everyone.

Immediately afterwards, the fire alarm was sounded.

"Woo——"

The UI in the eyes of everyone in the sanatorium was dyed deep red, which represented a warning. Whether they were eating or sleeping, they were forced to wake up by a slight numbing sensation, and a female alarm sounded in their ears, guiding them to immediately follow the servitor to the underground space for refuge. A bright yellow arrow appeared in everyone's eyes, suspended in the air. A lot of information appeared next to their field of vision, including how long it would take for the non-existent fire to spread to their floors.

Although a little nervous, no one felt panicked. The marching crowd was not slow, but it was certainly not fast either. People didn't even walk quickly, let alone run in a panic - because the notification was absolutely timely, and the evacuation path calculated through artificial intelligence was also absolutely timely.

People always trust their technology.

The smarter a person is and the more he has managed others, the more he believes in technology - because technology without heart is much more reliable than a living person.

But they won't notice that the servitors escorting them to evacuate all have bombs with flashing red lights attached to their skirts. It was just a patch the size of a mobile phone, but it was enough to blow up everything within a few meters of the surrounding area.

The security gate that could easily detect all this seemed to be blind. Although it had been scanned, there was no alarm at all... Just like in their judgment process, finding explosives attached to the servitor's body was not a big problem.

Soon, as all the information from the camera was uploaded and analyzed by the nursing home's artificial intelligence, they immediately noticed that people in a private room in the restaurant on the first floor did not heed the alarm and evacuate immediately.

The two servitors hurriedly trotted in that direction, but the bald man's steps still did not waver. The machine servant ran from behind him to front of him, but he still walked there slowly.

In less than two minutes, people were emptied underground in an orderly manner.

On the bald man's body, numerous patch bombs were activated and flashed with red light.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please evacuate immediately!"

From the room door that opened in front, the anxious voices of the servitors came. They do not have the emotion of "anxiety", but in order to make people feel faster, they can add elements in their words that will make people feel this emotion.

However, their urging seemed to encounter obstacles. The people inside didn't want to come out.

But it doesn't matter.

This was originally planned.

As early as when he passed the first security gate, he had already hacked into the surveillance cameras in all rooms. And checked the specific situation.

Although I don’t know when Russell left here early... but the others didn’t have time to leave.

strangled. The inferior. Delphinium. Bad day.

The core personnel of the Fuji Society are all here, so they can handle everything at once.

There's even an elf director...what a bonus.

Of course, the safest way is to drive them into a closed underground space. In that kind of narrow space, there is no room for escape or resistance - considering that Strangler has demonstrated defensive spells before, the explosion may require a second wave. But in that case, many high-level personnel on Qikong Island can also be killed by the way, thereby dragging the entire Fuji Society into negative public opinion.

Even if Fuji Society has done nothing, and is even the biggest victim... it is enough as long as public opinion gives a direction. There is no need for him to add fuel to the flames, folk rumors can explain everything clearly.

However, they all seemed to be vigilant and deliberately chose not to enter that closed space - which is also reasonable.

The Tower of Babel can give them the ability to escape from the prison, and they are not afraid of chronic disasters such as fire. So it's reasonable for them not to leave for a long time, and it's also reasonable for them not to stay with other people... After all, the power of the Tower of Babel is not suitable for explaining to outsiders.

But the prerequisite for using this ability to escape is that they must be able to access a closed door.

Therefore, the man specially sent a servitor to open their room door first. This is to seal their ability to escape.

"Gentlemen, please come with us—"

Under his control, the two servitors walked towards the bad sun and the bad ones. If these two high-level psychics were not dealt with immediately, they might have been able to prevent the explosion. So in his setting, the bombs on those two people would detonate first.

After effectively controlling them or injuring them...the bomb on him will detonate later.

So……

The man who remained silent had countless panels popping up in his pupils. That was the operating panel for the bombs he brought.

The man had no intention of saying harsh words, nor did he have any intention of explaining his plan.

The moment he walked into the room, he pressed the confirmation button with his own consciousness without hesitation...

——That’s how it should be.

But the fact is that his body suddenly lost consciousness.

The monkey-faced eagle was confused.

The body he controlled was covered with high-explosive patch bombs that had been released from safety. All the bombs should have detonated directly the moment he died or lost consciousness.

However, the moment the body he controlled lost consciousness - the indicator lights on the bombs also went out in an instant.

Not only that.

The unstoppable "empty" feeling is even spreading upwards.

The first sanatorium on Yongquan Island, which has been completely controlled by the monkey-faced eagle, almost all electronic equipment failed at the same time——

Countless cameras were turned off at the same time and slowly reset. All the instruments and equipment made the sound of shutting down. All the machines paused in place for a moment. All the lights in the nursing home were turned off. The UI images in people's eyes were filled with chaotic mosaics. Those Special instructions for augmented reality are also gone.

——In an instant, all electronic equipment in the entire sanatorium was forced to "shut down."

And that feeling of emptiness is still spreading——

Undetectable, unperceivable, unperceivable.

The countless "parts" controlled by the monkey-faced eagle lost their response one after another.

Yongquan Island, Chongguang Island, Tongshen Island, Sun Island... On those empty islands where his clones existed, some rooms in some special facilities suddenly turned off the lights and all equipment stopped operating. Some cameras on the streets suddenly disconnected, and computers on some company intranets went out row by row.

It was evening.

The neon lights released unscrupulously on the empty islands seemed to have faded a bit because of this.

Some people suddenly pass out without warning while walking or doing something. The operating system of the chip in their brains, as well as all user data and programs stored in them, were all formatted. Some users had a file in a newly downloaded program suddenly deleted, causing a program or software to be completely unable to be opened.

——Only 0.42 seconds had passed since the man stepped towards the door of the room.

It was only then that the monkey-faced eagle finally noticed something was wrong.

"Wait, spare my life - we are not enemies!"

The monkey-faced eagle sends out a very strong signal.

There is a terrible enemy that he cannot see or detect. With a gesture that he is completely unable to resist and an ability that he cannot understand, he is resolutely erasing his existence.

The only one who can do all this is the person named "Sheath".

Russell's biological father is also Russell's enemy.

The guy who killed the dragon and ruined the plans of the elven directors, the sharp blade controlled by the church. Like him, he is a "similar person" who has uploaded and digitized his consciousness.

Just today, not long ago, they just had a conversation. Sheath had warned herself to restrain her actions. The monkey-faced eagle also directly abandoned the "werewolf legions" he controlled, indicating that he had absolutely no intention of being an enemy of the church at the moment, and showed his favor to the sheath - if one day, the church plans to abandon you, you can come to us. We are the same kind.

Yes, Monkey-Faced Eagle could clearly feel that... He should be the same kind of person as himself. The same emptiness, the same meaninglessness, the same mundaneness...the same betrayal of hope and expectation of death.

They are the same side of the "Twilight Egg"...or in other words, they are complete only when he and the sheath complete the fusion.

Just like Russell can observe the hearts of others and change his own body and mind... this is a complete set of abilities; the monkey-faced eagle can also completely integrate the will of others with itself at will, making others a part of itself.

However, he does not have the ability to "delete" this digital consciousness. Those who are assimilated by him will forever become a part of him, because even he himself cannot deny his own existence - after all, he is no longer the original "monkey-faced eagle", but an "anima" ·Animus”.

But if he has the ability of "sheath", he can "completely delete" part of himself.

As a researcher in related fields, he certainly knows that... the free increase of data is absolutely bloated and meaningless. If he continues to grow like this, he may only become a ball of meat. Because you do not have the permission to "delete", you will not be able to complete self-optimization.

The sheath only has the ability to "delete", but cannot increase its own existence... This means that the things he owns will become less and less. Decreasing without increasing is just as harmful as increasing without decreasing.

"We should be of the same kind, we are one body - no, I would like to take you as the subject!"

The monkey-faced eagle took another step back.

"I can help you fight Russell...I can also help you fight the Pope! You can't do this to me, it's best if we are together...

"At least, at least let me survive..."

But his existence is still firmly deleted.

Across space, across the barriers between the Internet and reality, countless backups of the monkey-faced eagle are being continuously deleted by that invisible force.

The monkey-faced eagle felt the crisis of life and death. He immediately wanted to urge the heads to gather together and appear as a group god again.

But this time, the monkey-faced eagle couldn't even send out a signal, and all signals were completely cut off——

In the real world, a young man with black hair in his early twenties inserted his hand into the chest of a bald man.

Blood dripped down.

It was a young man with melancholy eyes who had just graduated from college and was full of ideals for the future.

And a black halo appeared on his head. Behind him is a pair of black wings.

That is the real "black light" - as if it does not exist in this world, but is a "sunken" "non-existent halo".

——Until it was completely erased in the end, the monkey-faced eagle did not see the man so close at hand.

"It's so sad..."

Sheath sighed: "Sure enough, I still couldn't swallow it completely."

"...failed?"

Delphinium came over worriedly.

"Half the battle is over. I have acquired all the abilities and memories, and I have eaten his body. I can feel that I have become complete. There are already enough nutrients... I can complete the hatching at any time."

Sheath's voice was as calm as lead: "Only a small part of the 'program' that was completely stripped of emotion and personality escaped to the Pope. After all, Russell's ability is still not fully effective against such illusory things as the 'program' ...but overall, the goal has been achieved.”

"...Long time no see, teacher."

Bad Ri was silent for a long time, and still in the dark room, with his back to the dim yellow sunset outside the window, he spoke softly.

The sheath had a complicated expression, turned his back to the bad day, and never looked back: "First time we met, Nanliu Jing... I apologize to you for the immature behavior of my future self.

"I hope you can still see the true morning glow after the long dark night.

"As for 'me'. Such a sinful soul, that extremely anxious wolf... is not worthy of living until that time after all.

"Russell today is just a man in wolf's clothing.

"Let him take my place and wait for the dawn of the future with you.

"Finally, happy birthday in advance, Russell."

The melancholy young man said to himself: "And...

"I'm sorry, Alice. I'm back."