Faced with his son's proposal, Wu Ming fell into silence for a moment.
It's not that he was moved by this proposal. Although he saw that the intelligence of this mob was instigated by someone with deliberate intentions, and his intelligence declined rapidly, he firmly believed that my heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous. He did a lot of ridiculous things with this bullshit idea. It's very unpleasant, but these people haven't reached the point where they should all be killed.
Even if you want to punish them for their stupidity and atrocities, you must first educate them so that these people understand the truth and understand where they went wrong before punishing them.
Killing without teaching is called cruelty.
Of course, according to Wu Ming's character, unless someone asks him to do so, he will never bother to take the initiative to discipline these thugs. At most, he will help them when they are really about to die.
He was just subconsciously assessing the other party's potential danger based on what his son said.
Can I understand that if I ask, you can do this kind of thing?
That's right, Father.
Although I, like Naia and Philemon, are both super personalities born from the thoughts of the sea of collective unconsciousness, I am ashamed that my powers and fields are not as broad as those of my two predecessors. Influence individuals in a blindly fanatical group.
The little guy looked up at Wu Ming, with the most innocent and bright child's smile on his face, but what he said was frightening.
But don’t worry, Father, it’s easy for me to control these people to kill each other.
The little guy paused deliberately when he said this, and spit out seductive syllables like a devil's whisper.
After all, they are a fanatical and blind group who firmly believe that what they do is absolutely correct, so no matter what they do, it is natural, right?
Blind, ignorant and fanatical, they firmly believe that what they are doing is absolutely correct. They sound like a group of stubborn, stubborn old stubborns who will not look back even if they hit a wall. However, Wu Ming was unmoved by his persuasion, and even a little bit I want to yawn: In other words, instead of controlling them to kill each other, is it possible to let them do other things?
The child smiled and nodded: I am equivalent to the embodiment of 'all fanatical and blind collectives'. I was born from their collective thoughts, and naturally in turn, from the sea of collective unconsciousness, I hinted at their subconscious and influenced their thoughts. Surface consciousness.
I understand, Co-author is a natural war madman. But I can't blame him. After all, he extracted it individually according to my request. It is a blind and fanatical collective thought. It is understandable that he would have such an idea. I can't blame him.
Looking at it this way, if something happens to him, won't I be the one to bear the blame in the end?
As Wu Ming thought, he already had a package of correction plans on the agenda. He had the idea of educating this cheap son well and trying to make him a good child with a sound mind, a perfect personality, and four principles of civility and courtesy.
Then I want you to ask them to do a specific thing.
The child's eyes suddenly lit up.
Are they letting them kill each other? Or let them burn and plunder? Or let them attack the energy tower and turn the entire Night City into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with corpses everywhere?
Is it influenced by ideological trends? I am so war-mad mentally. It seems that the road to correction in the future is long and arduous.
Wu Ming thought and shook his head: None.
The child's expression became strange: What do they need to do?
I want them to blow up toilets and septic tanks.
ha? The child was speechless and dumbfounded. Before he could say anything, Wu Ming grabbed his arm: Come on, come on, I'll tell you this in detail. My plan is this. First, you gather the mob.
See that mass cesspool over there? That's the first stop, and it's also the weapons supply point. You need those mobs to report here first.
For each person, make sure they bring enough ammunition.
Throw them at people when you see them, forming a dense fire strike. The effect must be
Only by overwhelming the sky and blocking out the sun can it be a deterrent.
After throwing a wave, run away! Those sheriffs didn't care about the life and death of these people, so they hid in the dark as much as possible, blinded them in one go, and then moved away immediately.
The child's expression was one of disbelief and shock at first, and then gradually turned into incomprehensible weirdness. As Wu Ming's plan gradually unfolded, his pink little face became wrinkled and distorted, not just his eyebrows, but almost the entire face. His face seemed to be wrinkled together, as if he had seen something that hurt his eyes.
That expression is simply like saying: I have seen many ruthless people from the collective thoughts, but this is the first time I have seen a wolf like you.
In the end, maybe he gave up thinking, or maybe he understood the idea Wu Ming wanted to convey. The child's expression finally relaxed, like the Zen enlightenment of the Buddha when he held the flowers and smiled, but also like a new world had opened. The front door also witnessed the unknown, and with his shining body made of light, his whole person shone brightly.
I understand what you are thinking, Father.
A peaceful smile appeared on the child's face, with an expression that he had seen through the world of mortals, but he was muttering secretly in his heart.
Those who fall into my hands will die at most, but in the hands of my father, these people will simply die.
Father is so scary
You must not piss him off.
Obviously Wu Ming's series of crazy plans just now have created a strong psychological shadow in the heart of this nascent collective thought.
After assigning the task of his cheap son, Wu Ming quietly released a stealth spy plane to observe and record the other party's actions, and then turned back to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth's consciousness has returned from the sea of collective unconsciousness. The girl neither chatters incessantly nor jumps around like a child with ADHD. Instead, she stands quietly aside, waiting for Wu Ming quietly.
Well done. Wu Ming had a habit of reaching out and touching the blue-haired girl's head. The latter narrowed her eyes and rubbed the palm of his hand comfortably like a cat. Okay, let's leave the matters here to him first. It's time for us to leave.
Where should we go next? Elizabeth asked, tilting her head.
Do one good deed every day.
Poof&ash;&ash;
Winston kicked Christina hard in the lower abdomen, and the latter groaned in pain, arched her body like a shrimp, and curled up on the ground.
The physical abuse and torture had been going on for a long time. Christina had been beaten until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. There was no good skin on her body, and a lot of blood poured out of her mouth.
I think several teeth were knocked out.
The ribs may be broken too, it hurts a lot
But Christina's spirit has not yet collapsed, her mind has been empty, and her eyes are staring blankly into the void. Although she is still in the Night City, her thoughts have long drifted far away.
Already getting tired of it
Want to die so much
Christina knew that even if she died here, when she opened her eyes again and regained consciousness, she would return to the time when she first woke up in this world - when she was three or four years old.
The first time she died, she didn't even know what happened. She was killed by an insect in a daze. At that time, she thought it was all a dream.
The second time because the energy tower stopped operating, she froze to death after running out of fuel at home. After waking up at a past time, she confirmed her specialness and regarded this as a benefit of being a time traveler. , intending to change the future.
Then it failed.
Constantly dying and reborn, in the infinite reincarnation of life and death, she confirmed one thing - Night City will inevitably perish at some point in the future, and she reincarnated in this world again and again, in order to Many attempts were made to avoid demise.
Take the initiative to stand up and lead the workers to overthrow the tyranny of the chairman.
Work hard to learn engineering technology, become a new fire bearer, and pass on the original fire.
Try to unite the nobles and restrict the supreme power of the chairman.
Lead workers to form a gang to escape Night City.
Blow up the energy tower and assassinate the chairman.
Originally, she acted for herself in the beginning, and as long as she could survive, she would be fine with all her attempts. But slowly, as she gradually integrated into the world through reincarnations, her goals also changed.
Family members in this world must also save each other together
Yet she tried. Junqu Pavilion
She had tried every means, method, and everything she could think of.
The future cannot be changed.
It was like a prison that she could never escape from. Even if she died again and again, there was no way for her to return to her original world, and there was no way for her to get rid of the endless reincarnation.
If it weren't for the fact that after each reincarnation, she would not be too obsessed with the previous memories for some inexplicable reason, allowing Christina to return to the beginning of the plot with a relatively stable mentality, I am afraid that she would have suffered a mental breakdown in each reincarnation.
She had given up hope.
Until this time.
A variable that had never been part of the plot came into her view.
Wu Ming and Elizabeth.
She once thought that things had turned around, but now it seems that she may have been happy too early.
Maybe I really accomplish nothing
Are you about to lose consciousness? It seems that I just started a little too hard.
Winston looked at Christina who was curled up on the ground like a trembling puppy. The revenge in his heart was satisfied and he felt great.
Only this sadism can satisfy his perverted and twisted desires.
But what Winston didn't know was that compared to the cruel treatment Christina had suffered in her reincarnations, his beatings were much gentler. No matter how cruel the treatment was to Christina, these beatings were childish. Quite a bit.
He grabbed Christina's long hair and moved her handsome and twisted face close to the bruised and bruised noble girl: But don't worry, I won't let you die so easily.
Winston smiled sinisterly, threw her aside like trash, and then wiped the blood on his hands.
Let’s chat before the second round begins.
Winston liked this new toy very much, because no matter how much he played with her, she would not go completely crazy and could only endure the pain and torture soberly. But seeing her like this, he also felt a little uncomfortable - because The other party won't go crazy and won't give too much feedback.
But Christina ignored him.
Winston was not angry when she didn't answer him, so he slapped her face again with his backhand. Half of her face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Perhaps conflicts between nobles may escalate into legal issues. If he beats another noble like this, there will definitely be a big problem, but there will be no problem with the people of the Fran family.
After all, it's just a noble family that will perish sooner or later.
All the nobles want the weakest Fran family to die. Even the Chuanhuo family has no objection to this. After the Fran family is destroyed, naturally no one will stand up for them and Christina.
Speaking of which, do you want to hear how we plan to destroy your family?
Christina, who was originally distracted, was drawn to her attention. Her dull eyes were focused, and she looked at Winston for the first time.
Seeing her reaction, the twisted and perverted desires in Winston's heart were satisfied.
The first hunter.
The first hunter, Christina, struggled to spit out a few syllables, as if it took all her strength to say one sentence. This is impossible, he won't
We have a set of complete and credible information to support the statement that "the Fran family secretly controls many industries in Night City and conducts experiments that violate human ethics." The first hunter, who hates evil, must have seen those dark materials. Let’s fight non-stop to Fran’s house.
Christina Hitomi
Kong Shing: She suddenly remembered something. In so many reincarnations in the past, the Fran family was indeed slandered by these nobles. Finally, in a scarlet moon, the family was quietly killed. On the branch at home.
But now, the identity of the executioner in that massacre has probably become clear.
Seeing Christina's reaction gradually getting louder, Winston, who was mentally satisfied with the sadism, became even more aroused.
But we all know that the First Hunter is very merciful, and even if he is executed, he will make his death as painless as possible. As if he was deliberately stimulating her, Winston stared at her closely, staring at her with extremely oppressive eyes. Therefore, we feel that we cannot just take advantage of the mastermind behind Night City. Now most of the nobles Spontaneously came to your mansion, listed your crimes, and jointly denounced Sir Frank
Christina's eyes widened and she squirmed excitedly.
It seems like you care more about your family than what's going on with yourself, right?
A perverted smile appeared on Winston's face: Don't worry, as agreed, we will force Sir Frank to death first and let him die to apologize.
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I didn’t expect that you have such beautiful thoughts, huh? A playful voice forcefully inserted into the chat, but I'm here to kill your fantasy.
