The rest of the work revolved almost entirely around the battle I was about to face next—first, a large number of civilians were organized to gather in the elevators of their respective departments to avoid the battle, and they were trained in emergency combat avoidance; The containment team was all assembled in the elevator hall with the most convenient transportation in their respective departments, and at the same time, the supervisor also tacitly issued direct instructions to the lower departments to avoid the battle. And Ma * Si and Loki and Ada provided me with all the potentially valuable information - the subject knowledge involved in the university, the analysis theory of singularity technology, the EGO erosion theory, and even the analysis of the sighting records of the minions, simulated combat plans, etc. - although this kind of knowledge has been involved in it before: including the past work experience of the Ministry of Security, and there are additional additions in the Ma * Si plan, but after all, the incident happened suddenly, if it were not for the memory chip implanted in the brain, I don't think anyone has ever been able to grasp such a vast amount of knowledge in such a short period of time......

But even so, as the gold medal fighter of the leader, one of the highest representatives of the city's authority and power, Minions still have a lot of secrets that we don't know - but in comparison, what worries me more at the moment is in my own hands...... No, the power that resides within me - even though I have developed many abilities for the power of the apocalypse so far, I can still deeply feel that all this is only the tip of the iceberg of the unfathomable and terrifying existence......

Can I really withstand such terrible power? I...... Where else can we go?

Unfortunately, time does not give people the right to say "no", and I must be aware of the moment when it is difficult to ride a tiger.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

When the final level three alarm sounded, the long-awaited midnight test finally descended on the facility, on what I probably had left in my life.

"The midnight-level test entity has appeared in the main lounge of the Ministry of Intelligence, please go and suppress it immediately." The supervisor's order came as scheduled.

"Roger, in action." I replied indifferently.

"Miss Daphna......" the director suddenly added unexpectedly, "If I have the opportunity, I will help you in any way I can." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you......" I agreed, and my tone couldn't help but soften three points.

With that, I stepped out of the elevator, walked through the corridor, and slowly walked towards the battlefield of fate.

Bonding, Emotional ...... Even though I don't want to look back, at this moment, memories of the past still fill my brain like a wellspring: happy memories and disappointed experiences...... But it's all my bond with everyone, it's my memory, and it's the memory I once shared with my former companions. And now I finally feel that my fate and the fate of everyone in the facility have been inextricably intertwined and bound - I ...... I will never run away - I will take the will of all and face everything in the future calmly.

…… This represents our dignity as human beings.

Before I knew it, I stopped, and I saw the door of the Intelligence Department.

"Drop-" I took a deep breath and pressed the button.

The moment finally came—I entered the main lounge, and immediately picked up my spirits, taking a cautious look at the enemy I was about to face—who resembled a tall agent: dressed in a black suit, with his head replaced by a rust-brown metal helmet with several observation holes loaded with countless sensors. The entire right arm has been transformed into a metal arm with the same rust-colored texture, and the end of the hand is a terrifying claw made up of three sharp blades. Attached to his right arm are three test tubes containing different special medicines, green, orange, and blue - "Be sure to pay attention to the action of his injections. Loki reminded me.

As I looked at him nervously, he immediately began to scan me, and the two sides took on a posture with each other: they seemed to be equal opponents, and they needed extra caution.

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the minions were the first to break the subtle calm - "Poof! There was a rapid sound of breaking wind, and its sharp claws were almost instantaneously pressed into my neck—"So fast!! I hurriedly raised my sword to block, but its savage strange power still rushed out of my thin body with great ease, "Uh-ah——! I struggled to hold my figure, and hurriedly began to slow down at dawn, and finally managed to hold on to my position just as I was about to collide with the wall—but before I could catch my breath, the deadly claws of the minions slammed down again with incredible rapidity—"Damn! "I hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it." Boom! With a loud bang, the razor-like claws of the minions pierced into the wall behind them—almost completely nailed inside. I didn't dare to slack off, and immediately retreated, but the giant blades of the minions followed—the tightly fitting metal plates that cut through the gaps almost instantly, leaving three extremely silky arc-like cuts nearly ten centimeters deep in the wall.

"It's so strong!!" After another thrilling dodge of the minions, I hurried to unleash the wings of dawn and quickly close the distance—but the minions continued to chase after me, waving their claws and unleashing a barrage of strikes at me, forcing me to defend with my sword. In an instant, the fire burst into flames during the main rest, and the two black shadows chased after me and continued to block and slash at each other. But it is undeniable that the moment is in a rather bad situation for me - not only are the minions aggressive and untireless, and at the same time, their terrifying claws can even slice through the thin feathers of the twilight, and when I wield the great sword to slash at him, I can only be amazed at its lackluster effect—barely leaving a single visible scar on the suit!

"Poof!" Finally, this difficult balance was broken by an unexpected mistake, and the minions found this flaw almost instantly, and swung their left arm to slap me firmly on the head—my poor brain lost consciousness almost immediately after the blow, and my body was thrown out like a ragdoll—and the next moment my strong desire to survive dragged my life, like a candle in the wind, back from the edge of life and death, the claws of the minions were already close to my throat again, and I instinctively raised my arm to block— But such an act would soon prove to be stupid, and it was no surprise that my arm was pierced by the minions, and the sharp claw blades pierced my neck through the thin scales, almost piercing my trachea!

"-whoosh-bang!" With a crack of air, under the impact of the incomparably strange force of the minions, my badly injured body slammed into the wall where the Lord was resting, and my limbs were almost immobile, and the blood poured into every crevice of my body, I raised my head, panting, and looked at the rapidly approaching enemy in front of me with a dull expression - but it was strange, obviously the movements of the minions were still so sharp and fast, but in my eyes the speed was like a turtle crawling, I instinctively tried to blink, but the speed of eyelid lifting was also so slow... …

"So I ...... Is this going to die? "At this moment, I finally realized.

“…… He's dead...... It's okay to be dead. In my heart, I sighed, and before I knew it, I was already feeling quite tired. But even so, my eyelids still didn't close, my ears were still receiving the sounds of the outside world unimpeded, and my brain was still running damn well: - exhale-inhale - exhale - inhale, countless past events filled my empty mind again: but this time it was not a warm hearth conversation, not an imaginary bright future, but a face that had long disappeared into dusty memories—immature, cheerful, innocent...... That's right, that's Angela, my own sister.

It seemed to be her newborn, caressed by the nurse of the family, sucking greedily on the juices - the father was a very conservative man, and he would never allow his offspring to eat any kind of baby feed, no matter how fanciful and boastful. As the last daughter after her mother's death, Angela was no exception, and the specially invited nurse also enjoyed the same class in her thumb as her father's personal guard—and even a few extremely unexpected transgressions, and the impression of the stern and cold father chose to deal with it cautiously, rather than having his tongue cut off on the spot like other unfortunate rebels. Angela was wrapped in swaddling clothes, often falling into deep dreams, and whenever this happened, she would raise the corners of her mouth slightly, happy as any pampered child in this world.

Suddenly, there was a movement in my head, and the scene also switched: Angela in front of her seemed to be able to walk and changed into a full children's dress. The toys in her hands were very simple, but they seemed to be very happy, and I seemed to be on the side, holding the toys in my arms, and proudly guiding my own fun in front of her like every sister. And at this moment, I don't know whether it was out of admiration or dissatisfaction, Angela suddenly opened her mouth and said the words that were enough to remember for a lifetime: "Whew... To give... Sister. ”

I may have forgotten the emotions at that time, but the self I remember was unusually honest and excited, and ran to the nurse in high spirits......

Before I knew it, the scene changed again - this time Angela had put on a clean school outfit and walked out of the car with me to a gate that was unusually beautiful and majestic, this is our school and my father's school - its construction and operation costs are fully funded by Thumb, and naturally it also trains talents for Thumb. The school, like the others, is hierarchical and disciplined, dividing classes and allocating educational resources according to the class of the students: generally speaking, children from the Thumb Commander family tend to be high-level beings, with the best configuration and attention; The second is that the official members of the Thumb, subordinate gang leaders, and the residents of the nest, even if they are slightly inferior to the Commander family, still have far better teaching resources than most public schools - which is why many nest families will go to great lengths to send their children here; The classes at the bottom of the pyramid are the ordinary residents of the back alleys, the ordinary members of the subordinate gangs, although they have only the most inferior resources - but in the poor, dirty and dangerous back alleys, this is still the "aristocratic school" that ordinary families have the opportunity to go to - the Thumb School has a wide range of enrollment, at the cost of a lot of tuition, and the school leaders who have taken a lot of money from the families of ordinary students, and at the same time flattered the upper class, they also enriched their own pockets.

Of course...... As the daughter of the second boss, I naturally got unprecedented exclusive preferential treatment - almost the whole class circled around me, scraping my stomach and trying to please me - but all this my father seemed to have expected, he absolutely forbade me to communicate with any lower class classmates, and sent bodyguards to secretly supervise, although it could not completely destroy my social circle, but it did make me feel a different kind of depression and confusion. That's what I experienced as a child.

And Angela...... It is true that she also has the same status as me, but it is a pity: when she started to be classmates with me, my father's career was at a low point, her status in school also plummeted, and then, perhaps due to habits, personality, etc., Angela was isolated by her classmates like never before - and as a repressed big sister at the time, I did not have the courage to stand up like a qualified family member, give Angela enough help and warmth, or even just listen to her quietly...... But I didn't, in my home big enough to plug half an alley, I timidly dodged Angela's resentful gaze, shuttling from floor to floor, room to room, like a never-ending hide-and-seek......

But hide and seek had come to an end, and it had been an ordinary afternoon, but the butler seemed particularly anxious—something we weren't usually supposed to care about, until suddenly there was a dense exchange of fire. The specific details have been blurred in my mind, I only remember that the nurse carried me all the way away in a panic, but was quickly intercepted, and finally a group of finishers in suits and leather shoes came to the inner room of the house, immediately controlled the nurse who was trying to struggle, and took me out brutally...... Since then, I have left my home forever.

"yes...... I still seem to have regrets......" I thought.

"Hum—"

Just as I was waiting for the dust to settle down in the hustle and bustle around me, suddenly a sound similar to tinnitus suddenly sounded, echoing in my head, and it became clearer and louder: "Tsk......" I couldn't help but feel a little bored.

"That's not right!" But it didn't take long for me to realize the anomaly: the sound was real! I'm not dead! With irrepressible curiosity, and catalyzed by the instinct of survival, my closed eyes suddenly opened, and I was immediately horrified by what I saw: the minions were holding high the terrifying claws that were as sharp as clay, and they were about to sweep in my direction!

"Hum—"

It was the same sound, but there was no sharp pain, no wind breaking the air, and I was still thinking, and I couldn't help but look up—and soon found the clue: between the deadly weapon and my ruined life, there was a red force field shield.

I immediately understood that this was the supervisor's initiative, and at the critical moment, he decisively released the nano position and temporarily saved my life.

If so, will the nano-healing bombs also be released? Can I fight again now? But when I tried to move my limbs, I found that it still didn't work—if the director only blocked out the distractions for me, what kind of power was it...... What is it that keeps me alive? I couldn't help but feel nervous.

The buzzing in the ears didn't stop, and the minions were still trying to break the ground—even though it was getting thicker and thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was still consuming the already limited patience of the minions, and the situation was still not optimistic.