Faced with the proposal of a cheap son, Wu Ming fell silent for a while.

It's not that he's moved by this proposal, although he is very upset to see the rapid decline in intelligence of these mobs after being instigated by people with intentions, and the bullshit idea that my heart and my deeds are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous, and he is very unhappy to do a lot of ridiculous things, but these people have not yet reached the point where they should all be slaughtered.

Even if you want to punish them for their stupidity and atrocities, you must first educate them, so that these people understand the reason, understand what is wrong with them, and then punish them.

Killing without teaching is abuse.

Of course, according to Wu Ming's character, unless someone asks him, he is absolutely too lazy to take the initiative to discipline this gang of mobs, at most, he will help them when they are really going to die, and if they can save it, they will be saved, and if they can't be saved, they will be pulled down.

He was just subconsciously assessing the potential danger of the other party based on his son's statement.

Can I understand that you can do this kind of thing if I ask for it?

That's right, Father.

Although I, like Naia and Feremont, have a super-personality born from the current of thought in the sea of the collective unconscious, I am ashamed that the power and field I am involved in are not as broad as those of my predecessors, and can only exert influence on individuals in the blind fanatical group.

The little guy looked up at Wu Ming, with the most innocent and bright childlike smile on his face, but the words he said were terrifying.

But rest assured, my father, it's easy for me to control these people from killing each other.

The little one paused deliberately, and spat out seductive syllables that seemed to be demonic whispers.

After all, they are all fanatical and blind people, convinced that what they are doing is absolutely right, so whatever they do, it is natural, right?

Blind and stupid and fanatical, he will firmly believe that what he is doing is absolutely right, it sounds like a group of stubborn, stubborn, and stubborn old stubborns who will not turn back after hitting the south wall, of course, Wu Ming was unmoved by his persuasion, and even wanted to yawn a little: In other words, if you don't control them to kill each other, it's possible to let them do something else?

The child smiled and nodded: I am equivalent to the embodiment of 'all fanatical and blind collectives', and I, born from their collective thoughts, naturally hint at their subconscious from the sea of collective unconscious, and affect their surface consciousness.

Got it, co-authoring is a natural war maniac. But he can't be blamed for this, after all, he himself was extracted separately according to my request, and it is a blind and fanatical collective thought, and it is understandable that such thoughts will occur, no wonder him.

Looking at it this way, if something happens to him, won't I be the one who will carry this pot in the end?

Wu Ming thought about it, and he already had a package of correction plans on the agenda in his heart, and he had the idea of educating this cheap son well, and striving to make him a good boy with a sound mind, perfect personality, and four civilized and polite words.

Then I want you to ask them to do a particular thing.

The child's eyes lit up.

Is it for them to kill each other! Or let them burn and plunder? Or let them storm the energy tower and turn the entire Night City into a sea of corpses and blood, and corpses everywhere?

Is it influenced by ideology? From the ideological point of view, it seems that the road to correction in the future has a long way to go

Wu Ming thought about it and shook his head: Neither.

The child's expression became strange: what do you need them to do?

I want them to blow up the toilets and septic tanks.

Ha? The child opened his mouth and was stunned, but before he could say anything, he was grabbed by Wu Ming's arm: Come on, come on, I'll tell you about this, my plan is like this, first of all, you gather those mobs

See that mass dung pit over there? That's the first stop, and it's also a weapon supply point, so you get those mobs to report here first

For one person per gear, remember to have them bring enough ammo

When you see a person, you throw it, forming a dense fire strike, and the effect must be

Only by covering the sky and the sun can a deterrent be formed

Run after throwing a wave! The sheriffs didn't think about the lives of these people, so they hid in the shadows as much as they could, and then moved immediately

The child's expression was at first incredulously stunned, and then gradually turned into incomprehensible weirdness, his pink little face became tight and distorted as Wu Ming's plan gradually unfolded, not only the eyebrows, but almost the entire face seemed to be wrinkled together, as if he had seen something spicy.

The expression was like saying: I have seen a lot of ruthless people born from collective thoughts, but this is the first time I have seen a wolf like you.

In the end, perhaps he gave up thinking, or maybe he understood the thoughts that Wu Ming wanted to convey, the child's expression finally relaxed, not only like the Buddha smiling when the Zen is transparent, but also like opening the door to a new world to witness the unknown, with his shining body, the whole person shines.

I see what you're thinking, Father.

The child had a quiet smile on his face, an expression that had seen through the red dust, but he was secretly muttering in his heart.

Those people who fall into my hands are at most one death, but in the hands of my father, these people are simply worse than death

My father is terrible

You must not provoke him.

Obviously, Wu Ming's series of crazy plans have already produced a strong psychological shadow in the heart of this nascent collective thought.

After arranging the task of his cheap son, Wu Ming quietly released a stealth spy to observe and record the other party's actions throughout the whole process, and then turned around and returned to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth's consciousness has returned from the sea of collective unconscious, and the girl neither chatters and cracks her mouth, nor does she jump around like a child with ADHD, but stands uncharacteristically and quietly on the side, quietly waiting for Wu Ming.

Well done. Wu Ming is used to reaching out and touching the head of the blue-haired girl, who squinted his eyes and rubbed his palm comfortably like a cat, Okay, the matter here will be handed over to him first, we should go.

Where do we go next? Elizabeth asked, tilting her head.

Go and do a good deed every day.

Poof&ash;&ash;

Winston kicked Christina in the lower abdomen, and the latter grunted in pain, arching like a shrimp and curling up on the ground.

The physical abuse and torture had been going on for a long time, and Christina had been beaten to the point that her nose and face were swollen, and there was no good skin on her body, and a lot of blood gushed out of her mouth.

I've had several teeth knocked out

The ribs may also be broken, so it hurts

But Christina's spirit has not yet collapsed, her brain has been emptied, her eyes are staring blankly at the void, although she is still in Night City, her thoughts have long drifted into the distance.

I'm starting to get tired of it

I want to die

Christina knew that even if she died like this here, when she opened her eyes again and regained consciousness, she would go back to the point in time when she first woke up in this world.

Even she didn't know what was going on with her first death, and she died in a daze, thinking that everything was a dream.

The second time, because the Portal stopped working, she survived until her home ran out of fuel and froze to death, and after waking up at the past point in time, she confirmed that she was special, and regarded this as a benefit as a traverser, intending to change the future.

And then it failed.

Constantly dying and constantly being reborn, in the infinite cycle of life and death, she confirmed one thing&ash;&ash; Night City will inevitably perish at some point in the future, and she has made many attempts to avoid it in this world reincarnation time and time again.

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 inherit the first fire.

Try to unite the aristocracy and restrain the supremacy of the chairman.

Lead the workers to form gangs and escape from Night City.

Blow up the energy tower and assassinate the chairman.

Originally, she was acting for herself, as long as she could survive, but slowly, as she gradually integrated into the world in reincarnations, her goals also changed.

The family of this world must also be saved together

And yet she tried. Fun Cabinet

All the means, all the methods, all the methods she could think of, had been tried.

The future cannot be changed.

It's like a cage that can never be jumped out, even if she dies again and again, there is no way for her to return to her original world, and there is no way for her to get out of the endless reincarnation.

If it weren't for the fact that she wouldn't be too indulged in her previous memories for inexplicable reasons after each reincarnation, so that Christina could return to the beginning of the plot with a relatively stable mentality, I'm afraid she would have had a nervous breakdown in the reincarnation after reincarnation.

She was already hopeless.

Until this time.

A variable that never appears in the plot appears in her field of vision.

Wu Ming and Elizabeth.

She had thought things had taken a turn for the better, but now it seemed that she had rejoiced too soon.

Maybe I really can't do anything

Already losing consciousness? It looks like it's a bit heavy just now.

Winston looked at Christina, who was huddled on the ground like a shivering puppy, and the vindictiveness in his heart was satisfied, and he suddenly felt refreshed.

Only this sadism can satisfy his perverted and twisted desires.

It's just that what Winston doesn't know is that compared with the cruel treatment that Christina has suffered in reincarnation, his beatings are much gentler, and no matter how cruel Christina is, he has experienced these beatings in pediatrics.

He grabbed Christina's long hair, and the handsome and distorted face approached the noble girl with a blue nose and swollen face: But don't worry, I won't let you die so easily

Winston smiled sadly, tossed her aside like garbage, and wiped the blood from his hands.

Let's have a chat before the second round begins.

Winston liked the new toy very much, because no matter how much he played with it, he would not go completely insane, and could only endure pain and torture awakely, but he also felt a little uncomfortable when he saw her like this&ash;&ash; because the other party didn't go crazy and didn't give much feedback.

Christina ignored him, though.

Seeing that she was not angry or angry, Winston slapped her in the face with his backhand, and half of her face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps the conflict between the nobles and the nobles may escalate into a legal issue, and if another nobleman is beaten like him, it will definitely be a big problem, but it will be no problem to treat the people of the Fran family.

Anyway, it's just a noble family that will perish sooner or later.

All the nobles want the weakest Falan family to die, and even the Chuanhuo family has no objection to this, and after the Falan family is destroyed, naturally no one will stand up for them and for Christina.

Speaking of which, do you want to hear how we are going to destroy your family?

Christina, who had been distracted, was attracted to attention, her godless eyes were focused, and she looked at Winston for the first time.

Seeing her reaction, Winston's twisted and perverted desires were satisfied.

First Hunter.

Christina, the first hunter, struggled to spit out a few syllables, as if it would take all her strength to utter a single sentence, which could not be, he would not

We have a complete and credible set of information to support the claim that the Farrans secretly manipulated the various industries of Night City and carried out experiments that defied human ethics, so it is presumable that the jealous First Hunter would have killed the Farrans without stopping when he saw those black materials

Christina Hitomi

Kong Contraction: She suddenly remembered one thing, in so many reincarnations in the past, there was indeed a Fran family who was slandered by these nobles, and finally in a crimson moon, the family was quietly killed in that branch of the family.

But now, the identity of the executioner of that massacre is probably clear.

Seeing Christina's reaction gradually growing, Winston, who was mentally sadistic, became even more excited.

However, we all know that the first hunter is very merciful, and even if he is executed, he will try to make the other party's death painless. As if to deliberately provoke her, Winston stared at her closely, staring at her with very oppressive eyes, so we don't think we can just cheapen the mastermind behind Night City, and now most of the nobles have spontaneously come to your mansion to list your crimes and join forces to denounce Sir Francis

Christina's eyes widened, and she squirmed excitedly.

Looks like you care more about your family than about yourself, right?

A perverted smile appeared on Winston's face: Don't worry, according to the agreement, we will force Sir Fran to death first, and let him apologize for his crimes

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I didn't expect you kid to think about it very beautifully? A playful voice inserts into the chat forcefully, but I'm here to kill your fantasies.