So, what exactly is your identity?

Mo Ren connected all the clues in his brain, and began a series of speculations and conjectures about his so-called identity.

In fact, long before this, Mo Ren had already suspected his own background, and after gaining the ability, whether it was the absurd image in the dream or the strange scene when Gu Xingguo launched the prophecy, he was even more sure of his problem.

Judging according to the few clues available, Mo Ren also came up with a variety of different answers.

And the most suspicious of this is naturally his father, who has never appeared.

Mo Ren has lived with his mother since he was a child, and for more than ten years, Mo Ren has never seen anything unusual about his mother, his mother has neither the ability nor any other unusual place, according to Mo Ren's understanding of his mother, his mother should not hide some things from herself, and then refer to the way her mother used to look up at the starry sky, so Mo Ren suspects that all this is related to his father who has never appeared.

Of course, this is just a general guess.

Mo Ren was thinking extremely fast now, and he could come up with hundreds of different possibilities in the blink of an eye, and because of this, Mo Ren couldn't be sure which guess was absolutely correct.

Just because the problem appeared in his father, Mo Ren could speculate on dozens of different possibilities, including whether his father was a human being, what his purpose and ambition were, whether the disappearance of his mother and younger brother had anything to do with him, whether his ability was inherited from him, what did this ability mean from him, why did he have something to do with the underground palace, who was the absurd color block figure in the dream, what happened to the unspeakable disaster that Gu Xingguo saw in the prophecy, why just to obtain what qualifications were needed to ask about the whereabouts of his relatives, the evil god had to sacrifice 100,000 living beings himself？

No one can answer all these questions for themselves.

Mo Ren felt as if he was constantly walking in an infinite mist, and he could never see where the end of this fog was.

The only thing I can do now may be to work hard to become stronger.

Mo Ren believes that if he becomes strong enough, then he will be able to regain his mother and brother, and all his doubts will be perfectly answered at that time.

[So, sure enough, you still have to continue to get stronger. 】

Shaking his head, Mo Ren shook off the messy thoughts in his mind, and then released the woman in the storage space again.

Under the offensive of money, this woman didn't ask anything, after all, a guy who has lived for dozens of years is not too stupid to say, especially in the territory of an evil god believer like Xuertu, so after realizing that she met a guy she couldn't afford to mess with, this woman also chose the wisest choice.

Take the money, answer the questions, shut up and walk away as if nothing happened.

When the woman slowly left the hotel, Mo Ren also chose to leave, but in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, he still left a sum of cash, believing that the innkeeper also knew what to do.

And after Mo Ren left the hotel, the next thing was very simple.

Because it was daytime, Mo Ren didn't plan to do it directly, so he began to wander aimlessly around the streets, while observing the surrounding buildings from the perspective of his mind, while constantly approaching crowded places, such as restaurants, parks, or baths, and he could always find a lot of people who were more 'well-informed'.

These well-informed guys may be old chess players, bath workers, or diners who have drunk too much fake wine, but no matter what the identity of the other party is, they all tell Mo Ren a lot of information without exception.

But of course, even they don't know that they have leaked a lot of information.

After all, these natives of Xuertu would surely not understand how much the things they casually said helped Mo Ren.

Mo Ren's current telekinesis attributes far exceed his previous self in all aspects, and the extremely powerful telekinetic accuracy allows him to keenly perceive the most subtle vibrations of the air, which means that Mo Ren now doesn't even need to read lips, but directly perceives the air vibration when they talk through telekinesis, and can reconstruct the conversations of these people in the brain, and this telekinesis eavesdropping is not only extremely wide, but also can eavesdrop on a large number of conversations at the same time, which means that Mo Ren's means of gathering intelligence have become more and more diversified。

After collecting information for a whole day, Mo Ren naturally had a very full understanding of the city of Xuertu.

I have to say that this Gray Witch Cult has established a good Void Atlas, it does not use the exaggerated methods of Gallian City to collect wealth, nor does it make anything angry and resentful.

On the surface, Xuertu is almost no different from ordinary Indo-Western cities, even the political system is very strict, and the civilians who live here have not been devastated, in fact, these civilians have been living here for decades, except for not being able to touch those research institutes, they usually live quite well, and those who do not have a negative religion take them away and refine them into negative coins, and even because the Gray Witch Cult itself has replaced the local security group, there are many fewer criminals in this city than in other places, and the prisons are basically empty all year round。

Of course, Mo Ren also knows that these criminals are estimated to have been refined into negative coins, but no one knows this.

However, cultists of evil gods are cultists of evil gods after all, so the peace of the Void Atlas is only a façade.

As most people think, all of the problems with the Void are with the Institute.

Mo Ren saw the landscape inside the institute through the perspective of telekinesis, although it was a little blurred due to some inexplicable interference, but he still realized the truth of the research in these institutes, which was almost more terrifying than hell, and there were endless taboo experiments that were banned in the entire human society, and each research institute had a different research plan, but if all these research plans were brought together, it was not difficult to see what the true purpose of the Gray Witch Cult was.

Genetic engineering, cloning, biochemical viruses, artificial pheromones, neuro-enhancing agents, limit testing, memory overlay, artificial uterine base.

All these shocking experiments, all these human mutilated limbs, and sticky red plasma, together constructed the true purpose of the cultists of the evil god of Xuertu.

Negative coin fabrication plant.

Yes, you read that right, the ambition of this group of madmen is to be able to make negative coins in large quantities as they want.

Using cloning technology to breed human embryos, and then quickly maturing these clones with only a few days of lifespan through the artificial womb base, strengthening their pain nerves, modifying their brain reward mechanism, and then covering their brains with a near-perfect false memory, and in the end, these clones were tortured by the extreme of the factory's streamlining method, and after suffering endless pain, they were unified and concentrated on a huge altar, and were sacrificed to the evil god by the priests of the Gray Witch Cult, in exchange for a staggering amount of negative coins。

Of course, the inhabitants of the Void are also part of their experiments.

The gene providers of these embryos are the local residents, through experiments and matching, the gray witches of Xuertu carried out a series of randomization of the embryos' genes, that is to say, they extracted the chromosomal information of all residents, and synthesized artificial embryos through random pairing, strictly speaking, almost every resident has mated with tens of thousands of people of different ages, statuses, and appearances of the opposite sex in this way, and then these so-called life crystals are systematically implanted into memories, tortured in batches, and finally sacrificed.

Although these research institutes are still in a stage of constant testing, the technology is indeed feasible, and each batch of finished clones can give back a certain amount of negative coins from the evil gods.

It's just that the feedback of this negative coin is very unstable, sometimes this feedback can probably reach about 100 to 1, that is, a hundred clones can get a negative coin feedback, but sometimes this feedback is only 10,000 to 1, or even 100,000 to 1, that is to say, 100,000 people can be exchanged for a negative coin, isn't this TM funny?

These researchers, of course, are also trying to figure out how to solve this dilemma.

They constantly record the genes, memories, and other parameters of each batch of clones, and then record the amount of negative coins that are finally returned, and use a large amount of experimental data for reference and comparison, trying to find out the real reason for the amount of feedback.

"Is this the truth of the Void Atlas?"

Mo Ren quietly looked at the discarded human body processor in front of him, and there was no emotion on his face.

Behind him was a thick thick patch of viscous flesh, the stumps and minced flesh mixed with tissue fluid, as if a thick carpet had been spread behind Mo Ren.

The source of these flesh and shredded corpses is not the clones, but the technical researchers deployed here by the Grey Witch.

At this moment, the technologist was all dead, their torn almost twisted cheeks soaked in pungent plasma, and the horror and despair seemed to have frozen forever.

"Hoo ......"

didn't come, Mo Ren felt that his chest seemed to be a little stuffy, so he also took a deep breath.

However, the people of the Gray Witch Cult didn't seem to want to leave Mo Ren too much time to sigh.

It was probably because the methods used to kill the technician were too violent, so it was only a few minutes before a group of gray-robed guys surrounded Mo Ren.

"Who is you, and why did you invade our institute?"

A gray-robed old man who looked like a small man walked out of the crowd and asked Mo Ren directly.

"Are you all here?" Mo Ren glanced up at the gray-robed old man, and then turned his head to look at the gray-robed wizards around him, and also counted them carefully.

"Huh?"

Mo Ren's answer made the gray-robed old man stunned, but soon he realized Mo Ren's thoughts, and a smile appeared on the old man's face, but a trace of hidden disdain flashed in the depths of his eyes at the same time: "I didn't expect Your Excellency to be a defender, does this mean that you want to wipe out our Gray Witch Sect?"

"How?"

Mo Ren didn't answer the other party directly, but looked up at him.

"Hehe, Your Excellency is too arrogant. ”

The gray-robed old man smiled and shook his head: "Originally, I thought that Your Excellency wanted to say something to me, but I didn't expect it to be just for this kind of boring thing, although the development speed of our Gray Witch Sect is not as fast as that of the Negative Sect, but it also belongs to the same root and origin, Your Excellency came alone at the moment to solve us, isn't it too self-conscious?"

Speaking of this, the gray-robed old man also suddenly knocked the ground with the gray staff in his hand.

"Take him. ”

As the gray-robed old man said this, a large number of gray-robed wizards immediately launched attacks on Mo Ren, these attacks were really strange, some were gray whips and ropes flying towards Mo Ren, some were fireballs, air blades, and some directly pounced, hypnotized, emitting strange sound waves, and those who shot lasers from their eyes, those who fired cannons with their mouths, and those who took out crystal balls and read words, in short, a large number of gray-robed wizards had any abilities, and they all greeted Mo Ren without saying a word.

Then, in the next second, there was an unusually neat explosion in response to the attack of this group of gray-robed wizards.

"Snap !!"

All the gray-robed wizards who attacked Mo Ren were all blown out in an instant, and all the brains of the hundreds of gray-robed wizards around them were flying sideways for a while, and the incomparably bloody picture was extremely neat at this moment, and hundreds of headless corpses with exploding brains were spurting blood straight and straight on the spot, making the entire factory rain of blood, which also set off the whole scene extremely spectacular.

"What......"

The gray-robed old man's pupils shrank, obviously not realizing that things would become like this.

"Can't help yourself?"

Mo Ren glanced at the gray-robed old man in front of him, and then slowly shook his head, and at the same time as he shook his head, the hundreds of headless corpses that were still spurting blood also fell to the ground at the same time.

"You ......"

The gray-robed old man was really a little frightened at the moment, but before he could say anything, Mo Ren here spoke slowly again.

"Let's explain it first. ”

Mo Ren glanced at the gray-robed old man, and then shifted his gaze back to the surrounding facilities: "I don't have any feelings for this kind of behavior of yours, and I don't have such boring thoughts as doing things for the sky, I actually came here for only one purpose, and that is to ......"