This woman is very important to him.

It's obvious that the miscellaneous hair didn't hesitate to endure the pain of being tortured by a huge amount of information in order to get her, and came to the crowd, and even chose to fight two opponents at the same time, who can think multi-threaded and think far faster than ordinary people.

But how important is it?

How much is he willing to pay to get this woman?

Does it include life?

If this is the case, you now have the capital to negotiate with the other party.

C.C said that she was the one who raised the Mao she picked up with her own hands in the Federation. For Mao, she should be a kind of storage similar to her mother・・・・・・

No, it should be more than that.

"Hmmm・・・・・・"

White Fur stared at C.C with a frown, thinking "above board".

Think about it from another perspective, if it were me, I had this semi-uncontrollable ability since I was a child, what kind of personality would I develop?

Return to the original starting point of human beings.

There are three stages of self-consciousness formation: 1. the physical self, 2. the psychological self, and 3. the social self.

In the first step, the physiological self is not to mention distinguishing one's movements from the objects of one's movements, realizing that one's fingers and toes are part of one's own body, the most rudimentary form of self-consciousness.

In the second part, the inner self, in the language learning, mastered the object pronoun "my" and the personal pronoun "I", thus achieving another leap in the development of self-consciousness, that is, from seeing oneself as an object to knowing oneself as a subject. Marks the true emergence of self-awareness.

This is no longer a step that can be done independently, it needs to be taught by someone, which requires the guidance of the C.C.

In the last step, the social self, the most essential difference between humans and animals.

It is also the most complicated step.

This is not the ultimate evolution that C.C alone can help Zamao complete.

To know others, to know oneself by comparing others with oneself.

Analyze what others say about you to know yourself.

Through guò to examine one's words and deeds and the effectiveness of one's activities, one can understand oneself.

Analyze the behavior of others for self-learning.

Finally, self-monitoring and self-education are used to improve oneself.

That's right, the geass should be matched by the host's own wishes, according to C.C., so who would want to hear someone else's thoughts?

It is very likely that it is a child in the stage of personality development, to be precise, a child who realizes that he is different from other individuals, realizes that he is a human but cannot experience the same kind of thinking, and is a child in the stage of social self-consciousness awakening.

That miscellaneous hair, at an important period of the most important period of self-consciousness development, can hear the thoughts of others, which means that he does not need to analyze the behavior of others at all in order to improve himself.

He doesn't need to think at all, he doesn't need to test other people's moods, adjust his tone and phrasing, interact according to the other party's reaction, and finally complete an "exchange", this process repeats itself, and finally forms a "social" ability, for him, the other party's qiē is already stored in his mind the moment they meet.

In other words, until now, as a social creature like a human being, he is still a half-finished product.

He could not distinguish other individuals, individuals in other social senses, from himself.

Yes, he may know it, but he can't understand it.

Human beings living in the three-dimensional world have long since raised the theory of space to the eleventh dimension, and the theoretical assumptions are tightly knit and flawless. But even so, even the scientists who put forward these theories cannot imagine what it would be like to live in other dimensions due to the limitations of human subjective consciousness.

This miscellaneous hair is living in a completely different dimension from ordinary humans.

There was no guilt in him for killing, because these creatures that looked like his own were nothing more than annoying organisms that made noises in his eyes.

Therefore, for him, C.C is the only "human" in this world.

No, as a social animal, if you are in this distorted dimension, C.C is the whole world for you.

It should be inaudible, it should be able to distinguish from oneself, so it is the only one.

The only human being, the only woman, the only individual, the only reason to live yourself・・・・・・

That's right, now it's certain that the half-finished product was willing to give her life.

So・・・・・・

The phone in my pocket finally rang.

This mobile phone is a bargain he just bought in a roadside shop after being forced to turn it off, and no one knows the number except him, just to contact one person, that is・・・・・・

He put his phone to his ear, but didn't speak.

Yo, stray hair.

"Very good reasoning." There was applause on the other end of the line. "Even when I knew I would be heard, I was trying to think about my weaknesses, which is commendable. But what if I'm a 'work-in-progress'? What if you know I'm by your side? Can you threaten me? ”

Chinese, listen to the accent like a southerner.

There was the sound of a car passing by on the phone, but the voice was muffled, which meant that he was in the car. He can clap his hands while using his phone, as long as he clips it around his neck, but it's unlikely that he can do it while driving.

Taxi?

The other party should not be stupid enough to let the driver follow him for a long time, he has a license plate on the way, and he does not need to ensure that he is in his sight with the other party's ability, so that is, since he is calling himself now, then he must have been out of his sight.

There are only four taxis that have appeared more than twice and disappeared from view before their phones ring

・・・・・・

"Oh! ~~~ Wonderful! Keep going! Do you need to call the rental company and confirm the passengers in each of the four cars? Or hack into public surveillance equipment and look for these cars around you? ”

No, none of this works.

Ylan sighed.

I'm just thinking about how I can get you out and kill you.

"C.C. as a bargaining chip? But how do you do it? C.C won't die, but your royal brother is only in the flesh, as long as I press the button・・・・・・"

There are some things that are more terrible for humans than death. And you may not know much about it as a scrap product with an incomplete sense of self.

Ylan suddenly grabbed C.C's arm and walked forward briskly with the momentum of elopement.

You know what I think, you know that to me, the royal brother is just a partner plus a blood relative.

I'll be sad when he's dead, and I'll be even sadder when Nanali is dead, but it's not the end of the world. Our identities have been revealed, and my revenge plan may have to be postponed for ten or twenty years, but I'll still get it done, and I'll do it in a different way.

But you're different, right? C.C is the whole world to you.

Now that you're willing to talk to me, isn't it my turn to psychoanalyze you?

"Wait! Do you want to..."

Mao's tone suddenly tensed.

Maybe you don't know, it's a very, very disgusting feeling to be seen through your mind, like you've been soiled from the inside, and I just want you to experience it too, don't get excited.

“C.C！ Run..."

Mao suddenly became louder, and Yilan decisively pressed the phone to his chest and covered the other party's voice in the microphone. His right hand was still gripping C.C's wrist tightly, as if he was afraid that she would get lost.

"What did he say?" C.C looked at Ylan in confusion.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ylan smiled and shook her head. "Anyway, that guy is really a mad dog, it's so ugly to speak, I'll do the dirty work of communicating with him."

"Don't swear anymore, do you hear that?" Yilan said hypocritically with his mobile phone.

Remind her in any way, the consequences you know.

To facilitate his movements, Ylang plugged the headset into his phone and put it back in his pocket.

Now, it's your turn to find a way to save her, use your brains, and grunt, though I doubt how much intelligence your brain, which has developed under the stimulus of a non-social environment, still has retained intelligence.

I can tell you with great certainty that you are an idiot. Maybe you don't believe it, but that's the truth.

Maybe you think you're smart, because you've been playing with people since you were a kid and you're clapping, but that's not the result of thinking, you're cheating all the time, you're only going to open the book exam, you're only going to fill in the ready-made answers on the paper.

Now, it's finally your turn to answer the questionnaire yourself.

This time, no one will tell you the answer.

Try to save this woman from me.

You could have found a no-man's corner, curled up there, and thought about it all day, but I promise, I can't think of any ideas.

That's right, for your seemingly perverted but tragic geass, you are not only a personality defect, but even your intelligence level is far from reaching the standards of a normal person.

In other words, I, a genius, am now bullying a mentally retarded person.

You can see through my mind, and you, who have read countless people, should be able to feel that in terms of moral standards, I am far below the average level of human beings.

It's so much fun to bully imbeciles.

By the way, where did we just go? Psychoanalysis, right?

Freud's doctrine has many loopholes, and the reason why I think about this is just to continue to disgust you.

So, mental retardation does not affect the physiological development of an orphan, so one night, the ignorant Xiao Mao, under the stimulation of hormones, suddenly found that the woman who raised herself looked particularly beautiful, right?

"Miss C.C., you're really beautiful tonight." Bai Mao smiled and said back.

"Huh? ~~~ Is that so? C.C seemed to understand his plan and laughed playfully. I know you're mean enough, but..."

"You know, I'm actually a very traditional man, uncle and sister-in-law or something, this kind of thing was in the ancient federation but it was a pig cage. But..."

White fur suddenly dragged C.C into the alley and pressed the girl against the wall.

A few drunken homeless men huddled in the shadows looked at them, looked at them with malicious eyes, and staggered to their feet.

"There's no way, people sometimes lose control, and they can't help it."

You think that your abilities make you above all beings, because you have heard too many human thoughts, so you feel that human beings are pathetic, vulnerable, and vulnerable. You feel like you're strong, you've always been invincible. You hate humans, you look down on them.

You feel like a monster.

But you are wrong.

"I'm talking about you." C.C sighed. "Is it possible to do this in order to win?"

"I'm sorry, as long as you cooperate, of course we can come very gently." Ylang lifted the girl's chin and said gently.

Come on, press that button and reveal my identity.

Why don't you speak?

Are you scared?

I can't kill this woman anyway, can I? Whatever I do to her, she's not missing any parts, is she?

"What if I don't cooperate?" The girl's answer did not surprise Ylan. "Doesn't this kind of thing come as soon as it is said, and it doesn't give the woman time to brew her feelings?"

"Then we'll have to be rough."

The left hand pressed the girl's shoulder, and the hand that dragged her chin suddenly exerted force・・・・・・

There was a crisp sound, and the girl's cervical vertebrae were twisted.

Although he had known that this kid was so bad that he was bleeding pus, Yilan's smile was so deceptive that C.C didn't expect him to lay such a heavy hand at all, and he entered a state of suspended animation before he could react.

With an incredible look, he fell to the ground limply.

"If you dare to scream..." Ilan pulled out a pistol with a silencer and pointed behind him without looking back. "Do you need me to say that?"

Several homeless people who were so frightened hurriedly covered their mouths with their hands, shook their heads again and again, and begged the heroes to spare their lives.

"Very good." Ylan turned to look at them. "Gentlemen, you've got a lot of luck tonight."

He pulled out a stack of bills from his pocket and spilled them on the ground.

"As long as you do what I want, the money is yours. You have two options now, while it's still hot, have a fight with this girl, relieve the long-standing internal fire, and then take the money and get out, and everyone is happy. Of course, if you think it's really immoral and don't want to do it, that's great, and I respect your choice..."

White Fur lit a shot on the ground, proving that the weapon in his hand was not a toy.

A few homeless men shrank their necks in fright.

"I'll give you a shot in the head."

Now, I'm the perpetrator, I'm the villain, I'm the villain.

I'm the monster.

And you, just a miserable imbecile, struggle in vain to protect the chastity of the goddess of your dreams from me.

The so-called "strong" is not about how much you get, but how much you can give up.

In order to achieve my goal, of course, I can give up the royal brother.

But can you give up C.C?

Now there are three options in front of you.

Come here before this qiē happens, and let me kill you.

Kill the royal brother, and we will both lose.

Or, escape from that range, cover your ears, and lie to yourself that nothing has happened.