He found Livia standing on the dock, facing the sea, with a terrible expression on her face.

Ryan parked his not-so-suspicious black pickup van near the Old Port and quickly searched for the members of the Seven Killers. If Livia had brought bodyguards, they would have hid well; The Courier suspects that Mortimer is wandering nearby and is buried in the ground. "Don't tell me you're here on foot, do you?" The messenger said to the mafia princess while putting on the full costume of the president. "We're still far from Mount Augustus."

"But we're close to Optimus Prime." Livia replied with a wry smile. Not only does she look serious with the dark circles around her eyes, but she is also dressed appropriately. Her dark coat and plain clothes reminded Ryan of a young widow. "Then I can only lose Mathius."

So Mr. Perspective stalked her as well? Recently, the glass operator has been entering Rusty Town more and more often, but he has never been there for too long due to the disturbance of the land.

Livia examined Rya from head to toe

new costumes. "I love the suit," she said, though she frowned at the hole in his bowler hat. "Did someone attack you?"

"I must crush a robot rebellion." Ryan shrugged. "I have a spare bowler hat in my car, but I won't put it on until tomorrow. I only wear this when I'm fighting. ”

She giggled, though her heart wasn't laughing.

The messenger glanced at Augustus' daughter, noticing a red mark near her eyelids. She had wiped her tears not long ago. "He told you, didn't he?" Ryan Chai. "Kitten. He tells you how he really feels. ”

Her face tensed, telling him he was right. "Can we sit down for a while, Ryan?"

"Of course." They sat on the edge of the dock with their feet dangling from the sea. Ryan didn't say anything, he knew that the heir of Augustus wanted someone to listen. A person who does not belong to the "family". Even Fo

tu

A neither.

Livia put her hands on her lap and faced the sun in the distance. A breeze blew from the west and blew on her face. She didn't say a word for a while, trying to put her feelings into words. I went straight to Dinamis. This is something I never dared to do, because in my prophecy it would increase the tension between my family and Manada. If I didn't know that this wouldn't have made a difference in the long run, I would never have had the courage to do so. ”

"It's my life story," Ryan replied.

"I refused to leave until Felix spoke to me," Livia continued her story. "My bodyguard and security guard started exchanging fire within minutes and he finally came down. He wasn't happy that I forced him to do it, but he agreed to sit down and have a good talk. ”

Ryan listened respectfully and silently.

"I can see up to six futures at a time, and I can switch between them. My abilities are always on and sometimes it reacts to my emotional state. It will provide me with various options depending on my needs. Livia looked away, her gaze wandering over the twin towers of Dimenis and Migliore. In any other world I've seen, I can't convince Felix to get back together with me willingly. There's a lot I can force him, yes. But there was no place where he had returned out of his own free will. ”

She looked back at the calm sea and the shadow of Ischia in the distance. "It's not...... It's not like we're over, Ryan. There was nothing between us. It's just that out of courtesy, my own feelings have blinded me and blinded me to the truth. Any bond between us is gone, and I can never get it back. ”

"I'm sorry," Ryan said with a sigh. "I know it sounds corny, but I understand."

"You've been there, too." She looked at the messenger sadly. "I can feel it in your voice."

"Yes." Ryan slowly took off his mask and hat and placed them beside him. The warm wind blew on his face and it felt good. "I've spent centuries looking for Lunn because ...... Because I love her. Now she remembers that while we still have a close relationship, the intimacy between us is gone. ”

"What's going on?"

"Something happened to her father," Ryan replied. It's like Livia ruined every chance she and Felix had ever had. "Nostalgia brought me to New Rome. I longed for a simple past, and ......"

He took a deep breath. "Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to have friends back. But that's not the way I was hoping for it. ”

Livia gave him a sympathetic look. "Love is a sweet poison, isn't it?"

"But I don't regret tasting it," Ryan replied with a sincere smile. "I just want someone to remember me. Someone with whom I can share joy and burden. The dwarf agreed to help me move some things, and I didn't mind. It's better than good. ”

"Why are you still in New Rome, Ryan?" She asked him. "You came to the city to reconnect with your friends, and you did. Adam is dead, and you can bury the bunker forever. Leave all this mess behind. ”

"It's not the best ending, princess."

"It would be a good idea. At least that's the case for you. ”

"Is this good for Felix?" For Jamie, for Jasmine, for Yuki?" Ryan made a brief pause. "Yours?"

The heiress looked a little embarrassed. "Don't worry about me, Ryan," she said, "I'll get things done." ”

Blatant lies. He could see it in her eyes. Rivia anticipates more trouble in the future, and she will have to carry the burden alone.

"Well, like it or not, you're part of my Christmas list," Ryan joked. "I'm going to ask you the same question. Why are you still in New Rome?"

"Same reason as you." Livia replied, her eyes fixed on Ischia. "Too many lives depend on it. If I leave, the throne may be inherited by Bacchus or Mars, and nothing will change. Everything will be the same. ”

"How far can you see in the simulation?"

Livia clasped her hands together, as if hesitating to tell the secret. Eventually, she did. "A month or so, if I'm really focused. The further I look into the future, the less reliable these predictions become. Her expression turned to a gloomy frown. It wasn't enough for me to learn about my father's cancer before it was too late. ”

So she's seen what the world will look like in the future. While the butterfly effect may make the possibility disappear, the sight of Bacchus in charge of Augustus' world must have frightened her.

"Can I confess something, Ryan?"

"You don't have to ask. I'm not going to judge you. ”

Livia's fingers twitched, and she mustered up courage. He could tell she was about to confess something she had never dared to admit to anyone before. "I ...... It's really uncomfortable to be around other people. Even Fortuna, or my family. I love them, but ...... How do you explain it......"

"You know them, but they don't know you," Ryan guessed her question.

She nodded slowly, confirming this. "Do you have the same problem?"

"I've lived through several lifetimes of reincarnation with some people, but in the last reincarnation, they barely knew my name."

"I can process the reality I'm seeing much faster, and I can't turn it off. I saw all the reactions of my loved ones to the stimulus, what they planned to do. I know everything about them, but in my own life, I feel like an outsider. What I see happens to the other "me". I haven't experienced these moments, I ...... I just looked at them. ”

Their respective forces have built walls with other forces. "Is that why you're telling me this?" Ryan asked. "Because you can't look at me, our moments feel real?"

She giggled. "I believe there's a reason for that."

"I feel the same way," Ryan admitted. "To be honest, I kind of hated you at first. I've gotten used to controlling every aspect of a cycle, and it's driving me crazy when an outside force like you messes up my plans. But, alas, I forgot that I love surprises. ”

It feels good to talk to someone who understands the loneliness Ryan has experienced over the years. While their powers may be very different, they do face similar problems.

Livia looked at him with a pleasant smile. "If I relied on your strength, as you suggested in your message, you would have less control over what happened."

"Yes, but you said it yourself. If we don't work with each other, none of us will get what we want. The messenger crossed his arms. So, if we gave you a map of your memories and a backup copy of Ryan, would you agree?"

Livia's smile turned to an angry one. "I don't think it's going to work, Ryan. I know myself. I will never accept that my thoughts are actively covered, especially by dy

Technical coverage made by AMIS. From my past self's perspective, I can only rely on notes, not personal experience. I think there will be improper behavior. ”

"Can't you just write a fifteen-page warning like a search engine wouldn't read it anyway?"

"I'm more inclined to think that someone has tampered with my notes. I'll find that you're more likely to be a manipulative blue man capable of interfering with my abilities. I'm already wary of people like Bacchus. Livia pondered the matter. How much does the diver trust you?"

"I know what's going on," Ryan said. "We send your consciousness back in time, you keep a copy of the little man's memory, and then I convince her to rewrite her past self."

"Will she take it?" You've known each other for years, and we've only known each other for a few days. She was more likely than the other me to agree to the plan. ”

"I don't know." Hopefully, Ryan can figure out a way to send more than one consciousness back in time so they don't have to look for it. "I'm going to ...... I'm going to get her permission first. Otherwise, it can feel a bit manipulated. ”

"You always use your foresight to get others to act the way you want," Livia argues.

Lun is a special case. "We'll see. What about the other thing?"

"Help you find a cure for your psychosis" oracle doesn't seem to be so enthusiastic about this part. "Ryan, these people want to blow us all back to the Stone Age."

"Those who want to go are gone, and the rest ......" Ryan's thoughts turned to acid rain, dogs, Frank, and even sarin. All of them are victims of their own abilities. "Others deserve a second chance."

In addition to superpowers, how many mentally ill people have made costly mistakes or been victims of circumstance? Bloodflow, jea

- stasspha

I.E., Adam, and their ilk influenced his perception of psychopaths. But now that he's on the other side of the fence, Ryan can't call a world where Acid Rain is still a crazy killer a perfect run.

"I gave them hope, Livia," the messenger declared. "I don't want to let it down."

"When you go back in time again, you take it away," Livia noted.

"I'll let them be part of my last cycle," Ryan countered. "I'm going to go through multiple loops to refine the process and make sure they get a better ending. Maybe they won't remember my promise, but I will. ”

Livia hesitated for a full minute, clasped her hands together, and considered the suggestion. If Ryan wasn't mistaken, she used her vision to try to see the possible consequences, which seemed to soften her resistance somewhat. "Okay," she said. "But in return, I ask for two things. First of all, you want to involve me all the way. I didn't want to create something that I might regret. ”

"That's fair."

"Next......" her expression became mischievous. Why do they keep calling you Mr. President?"

Ryan couldn't help but laugh. "You want me to decrypt that secret?"

"I'm curious," she admitted. "I'm sure there's an interesting anecdote behind this."

Ryan explains the details of his coup to Livia, and Livia's lips bloom with a smile. "You forced them to sing 'The Star-Spangled Banner' every morning?"

"Frank sings surprisingly well, but mosquitoes ......" Ryan shuddered, a hellish buzz echoing in his head. If you don't want to slap him before he sings, then you'll slap him after he sings. ”

"I wish I could do something stupid like that," Livia admitted. "People around me are walking on thin ice."

"Can't you force them to make you amuse, like a clown?" Ryan asked. "What's the point of having power if you can't abuse it every now and then?"

"They were afraid of upsetting me, but they were even more afraid of getting my father's attention." Livia replied. "But I'll admit that Fortuna and I had some interesting adventures when we were younger."

"Like what?"

"We made a wish for a star, and Fortuna asked for it," Livia said with a soft laugh. "A small meteorite landed in the garden. My father's face turned pale. ”

"Her power is destroyed," Ryan complained.

"I know," Livia replied with a knowing smile, though a little nostalgic. "When we were kids, things were much easier."

Ryan glanced at Ischia Island in the distance. "Before your parents start grooming you to take over?"

Livia nodded sharply. "I'd appreciate it if you destroyed that island on your way out of New Rome. Once the Happiness Factory went out of business, I could finally start making things better. If I handle it right, I might be able to keep Narsinia away from Bacchus. ”

"You know she's going to be the crux of Carnival forever, right?" Ryan points to the obvious. Bacchus is only part of the problem. Mars and Venus also force her to create more happiness against her will. ”

"Mars and Venus, I can cope," Livia explained. "They are, so to speak...... Followers. Mars, in particular, chose to be my father's subordinate early on and never wavered in his loyalty. He will only take on the responsibility of the family empire if he puts the blame on him. If I inherit the inheritance, they will do as I say; Even let Nassinia and Fortuna do what they want on their own. Attention, they won't like it. But they will obey. ”

"But isn't it Bacchus?"

Livia shook her head. His obsession with Bliss bordered on religious fanaticism. He believed that he could use this substance to make contact with God, which was more important than anything else. ”

Not God.

An ultimate.

"Even so," Ryan said, "if you really want your family to avoid a deadly conflict with Hargraves, we'll have to find a way to get Nasinia out of your father's hands." ”

Livia too. "I recently saw Hargraves in a vision"

Sunshine? Is it there?" Where?"

"Rust Town," she admitted. "I believe he intends to attack you, and that possibility increases over time."

But the only reason Hargraves showed up so soon was...

If he knew about the bunker.

"That's why Safelite has been so active lately." Ryan muttered loudly.

How is it? Did Ryan's appearance in the Superpowers make the Shroud pay more attention to Rusty Town? Or, will the glass manipulators be able to interrogate the former Psyshock slaves and piece them together?

Maybe he hasn't done it yet, but he'll do it in the coming days. "How long is sunset?"

"It's too early to tell, especially since you might be mistaken about my predictions." Livia bit her lower lip. "Something else has blurred my vision lately."

Of course. One of the stuffed animals broke through the seal and escaped from the dump. If this thing is the same as Ogur Henry, the guy will most likely tarnish her future eyesight.

Livia continued: "I see Dy

Amis is also attacking Rust Tow

。 "Enrique is ahead of them in most possibility, but in other respects, his brother is ahead. If he did come, it wouldn't be long before the city burned down. The flames of war engulfed everything. ”

So Ryan's backup plan — to ditch the surface and bunker like Hannifat Lecter — seemed doomed. He had to go on the offensive. "Well, I have a plan to deal with Dinas and get help from Vulcan in the same situation."

"Vulcan?" Livia raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Why did you choose such a complicated path?" If you need her help, you can ask me. ”

"No, I know the god of fire. If you force her to help, she will denounce us to Augustus for a small revenge. "If anything, Jasmine's irritability is one of the things Ryan finds lovable about her." She will only reliably help if someone agrees to her wishes in the first place. ”

Livia immediately grasped the meaning. "You two have a good relationship."

Ryan avoided her gaze and stared out into the ocean. He is still sad about the loss of Jasmine, his Jasmin. "Yes. Yes, we are. But now she's gone forever. ”

"Since you can protect your memory, why not repeat the cycle of your relationship-building?" Livia. "And you send her memories back."

Ryan sighed. He had considered something similar before deciding not to; That kind of thinking can lead you astray. "I can't control your actions other than she made me promise not to replace her, so perfect repetition is now something I can't do. If I try to recreate my Ja bomb i through various loops

e, I may indulge in every detail and restart if I find the result "insufficient". I'm worried I'm going to start caring more about what I think of Jasmine than about this person. ”

Like his crush on Ryan, and what she means to him.

"I ...... I understand. "Livia seems to be struggling with Ryan's choice, but seems respectful." Why do you need her?"

"We're looking at how we can empower him. If I combine his technique with Jasmine's......"

"You can increase your power, and maybe get more people to travel through time and space." He could tell that Livia was interested in the possibility. "What are you going to do?"

"Well, I'll be the real supervillain and take over Dy

Amis' Sta

Studios, Live Hecto

Ma

ada's crimes, let the whole world see," Rya

Explains his evil plans. "I'll also chew on the scenery, probably take the city, and face off against my old enemy wardrobe in an epic battle. Or she will share the role with Panda. I haven't decided if I want to have my hero to myself. ”

Livia's reaction was completely unexpected by Ryan.

He thought she would laugh, expressed his skepticism, patted him on the back, and left him to his fate.

On the contrary, the oracle did not say a word as it digested his explanation. Livia opened her mouth to say something, but hurriedly closed her mouth again, then put her hands together on her lap. A hint of hesitation flashed across her face, and then her expression became shy, like a precocious child, afraid to ask stupid questions and then be ridiculed.

Ryan squinted at Livia, wondering what she was thinking. "You want to come."

"Can I? Duchess Augustus pleaded with an embarrassed smile. In that moment, she looked so cute that Ryan couldn't deny her.

Still, the idea that someone as decent and dignified as Levia was involved in such a stupid thing clashed with his opinion of her. "Are you sure?"

"You haven't said no," Livia said with a smile.

"You know the danger, right?"

"That's exactly why I wanted to come," Livia said. "I'll never get a chance to do something like this outside of the time loop, because all the ways can go wrong. If you're worried about my father, I can put on a mask and stick to my ability to cross. No one but my family knew the details of the incident. ”

Ryan crossed Erlang's legs and lay lazily on the dock, regretting not bringing his cat. "Miss Augusti, do you really have what it takes to be a supervillain?" It is not only a question of power, but also of manifestation. Style, glamour, screen image, we've got to find you a costume, and a terrible name. Minerva won't cut it. ”

"My closet is pretty big," Livia said before thinking of a good alias. "As for the name, how about a timestamp?"

Ryan stared at her, not saying a word.

"Time zone? Pause?" Livia asked, becoming more and more embarrassed with each new suggestion. He remained silent, her face flushing. "Points?"

Why can't she see it? The perfect name, the one that best suits her powers? A man full of style and will go beyond the realm of pop culture? The perfect household name, accompanied by a power that no one can explain?

"The queen is crimson."

Unique.

"Isn't that a bit pedantic?" Livia asked, frowning.

"Trust me," Ryan smirked as he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "and it's going to be fine." ”

"So?" Ryan asked, as a blast door closed behind Ryan.

"Well, our Disney princesses agreed to help with our cancer treatment project and star in tomorrow's movie." The testing area reminded him of the interrogation room where he and Jessamine tested the energy-enhanced armor. A reinforced window separates the control room and its computers from the underground dome, under which a robotic arm operates a dy

A counterfeit elixir of life made by AMIS. "I'm going to exchange her for Rakshasa as our trump card."

"Isn't it a doll, you scoundrel?" The voice of the alchemist echoed through the loudspeaker. "Why do you keep getting her into your trouble?"

"Trust me, she's going to do a good job." During his time in the drug cartel, tea was his main choice when he escaped. "And, I politely asked, and she agreed."

"She's too good to refuse you, you nasty creature!"

Perhaps, but from Ryan's experience, the doll would love the trip. She suppressed strong criminal tendencies. "Anyway, what's going on with the mosquitoes?"

"As you suspected, the synthetic, nutrient-rich blood really boosted his strength." The alchemist confirmed. "The early results are promising, although the effects won't last long. An average of an hour. ”

An hour is a long time if fully utilized. Rya

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Studio, but extra heavyweights always help.

The courier approached the window and stood next to Ryan. His best friend crossed his arms and looked in horror at the green knockoff behind the glass. She tried her best to keep her composure, but her true feelings were written on her face.

"Elf, I'll ask one last time." Ryan took a deep breath. "Are you sure you want to do that?" Or rather, do you want to see it?"

"I told you," Len said, frowning. "I ...... I need to know, Reli. In order to put an end to this matter. ”

"I'm more worried that this will open up old wounds. or can cause a dangerous reaction. ”

"I'm ready for the incinerator." The alchemist said that four shells were suspended from the ceiling of the test site. All point to counterfeits. "If the worst happens, I can send a robot, or call your black mud."

“Ri

i, if our assumptions are correct...... Well Dy

Amis didn't just catch my father. Ryan's worried expression turned to anger. They packed him. Turned him into a product. Even if it's not... Even if it's not him, I can't tolerate it. It's inhumane. I hope we are wrong. But I want to be sure. ”

"What if we're right?" Ryan asked the right question. "What would you do if he was really in Lab Sixty-Six?" Let him out so he can kill again?"

Ryan didn't give an answer.

She didn't know it herself.

"If you ask me," Brain Dead said, though no one asks, "if you really think we can cure mental illness, then why don't you have one again?"

If there is anything that needs to be cured. If Dinas had indeed made a counterfeit out of blood, they would have imprisoned him for almost four years. Who knows what Dr. Terranor did to that damn slime?

Truth be told, Ryan doesn't want to help with blood circulation even if he's alive. He wanted to kill the slime and bury it.

In any case, the tests will begin soon. A robotic arm hangs a blood-filled straw over a counterfeit and the other opens the container.

Le

of blood.

Preliminary tests revealed that McLaren's imitations of the "elixir of life" and Dy

AMIS's "elixir" didn't match; Both obtained the same results through different methods. The bots in the bunker haven't been able to analyze Dy yet

amis substance, so Rya

A more straightforward approach is proposed. If his theory that the blood flow alters Lunn's blood to track her is correct, then it should somehow react to the knockoff. Subtle or noticeable changes should follow, and the hidden camera will shoot everything.

Ryan's eyes were fixed on the green swirling liquid in the imposter's glass bottle. The template for this "Hercules" elixir is the Wyvern. He wondered if the dragon knight in the shiny bodysuit knew how it was made, if she would be involved too.

The robotic arm presses down on the pipette and a drop falls off the pipette. Ryan and Ryan held their breath as they watched the liquid fall, the moment never seeming to end.

The droplets hit the counterfeit, and the elixir screamed.

The container of the counterfeit exploded into a dozen fragments, and the green container turned blood red. The contents spilled all over and swelled like cake batter in the oven. The tiny amount of liquid grew larger and larger, as fast as the darkness that devoured Adam. A twisted humanoid face shape formed on the surface of the slime, and deafening screams echoed through the reinforced windows.

As Ryan was brought back to his dark past, a chill ran down his spine. Back to the same terrible memories the night terror was awakened again, a cycle ago.

He will never forget that voice.

Len also let out a terrible scream; Not pain, but pure fear and fear. The screams of a traumatized victim and another nightmare of four years ago. Her skin became even paler, and her nails scratched her cheeks.

"Ran!" Ryan immediately took his best friend in his arms and hugged her tightly to his chest. "Ran! Calm down! I'm here!"

The howling slime crawled on the ground towards the window, feeling Len, sniffing its lost daughter like a hound craving a hot meal.

Started, ignited the test chamber. The flames, as hot as Leo's surface, evaporated the spot into dust, and its terrible screams turned into the sharp pains of death. Only ashes and silence remained.

Ryan didn't know how long he had been holding Ryan in his arms. Her screams turned to tears, and she covered her face with her hands, as if to block her vision and keep her from seeing the terrible truth. Her nails dug deep into her cheeks so that blood could be drawn. She was so fragile in his hands that he thought she might break in half.

The messenger made her weep into his chest, his eyes fixed on the ashes of the elixir. A terrible thought flashed through his mind, accompanied by the gravity of Hector Manada's crime.

How many people in New Rome have drunk counterfeit elixirs?