It's been two laps since Ryan last saw the Vulcan. Seeing her mecha falling from the sky, his heart was filled with nostalgia and longing.

Ryan stood in front of the bunker entrance as Vulcan parked her car over a pile of garbage. She crawled out of the metal armor and stood on it, like a diminutive conqueror, smirking. "I like the way you set up the place," she said to Ryan after a cursory glance at the dump.

McLaren's mech guards the entrance, surrounded by flaming helicopters; There are signs of motivation. However, Ryan didn't pay much attention to them. All he had in his eyes was this fierce woman, who had saved him from Hannifat Lecter here. His heart beat for her then, and it still does today.

"What's wrong?" Vulcan amused and asked. "Did you fall in love with me at first sight?"

"Even if I disappear......" she said, almost pleadingly. Promise me that you will not forget me. ”

It hurts like the first day.

"Almost," the courier lied, and then feigned deference to hide his sad gaze. "Welcome to my humble house, Miss Sharif. You didn't have any trouble getting around the blockade, did you?"

"I designed Dy

Anti-aircraft weapons of AMIS. Vulcan shrugged his shoulders and climbed down from the mech to be with him. They're too slow for me. For that matter, so is your defense. ”

"Try me!" Vulcan's head snapped at Mekron's scorpion mech, and a cheerful voice came from within. "The fastest toaster in the West!"

Vulcan rekindled his interest and began to work on machines. "I thought McLaren made sure his slave wouldn't talk back?"

"We've uploaded a new personality matrix worthy of this powerful machine," Ryan explained, patting one of the machine's legs. "One is perfect for the job."

"I'm a toaster, I can cook things." The mechite replied. "What I want is singular."

This is the best Minions. The one who likes to do the dirty work.

The land used earthquakes against intruders on the ground, toasters bombarded any plane, and private security forces' casual attempts to raid Rusty Town failed miserably. In the end, they simply decided to surround the area. A ring of tanks and soldiers prevented anyone from entering or leaving, warships blocked the port; Theoretically, only a teleporter can allow the Psychic to escape.

It's a pity that Dimis didn't know about the underwater passage of the bunker. Ryan carefully cut it out of the plan sent to Nora in case she connected the dots. Dy

amis will devote all resources to besieging Rust Tow

to make their headquarters vulnerable to sneak attacks.

The fear of the Ryan bullet will discourage the big company from taking any radical action, but only temporarily. Eventually, they will come up with a way to neutralize his weapon, but by then it will be too late.

"Still, I'm surprised you're here." Ryan admits and invites Vulcan into the bunker. "Associating with us is not good for your reputation."

"A deal is a deal," the genius replied with a smirk. "To humiliate the man who played Wayne in front of the whole city is the one I like"

"If I can't do it, go to Laura. 'Cause she's so perfect!"

It was not until the destruction of New Rome that they were reconciled.

"Maybe I can make this deal sweeter?" Ryan lifted his hat and pulled a bullet out of it.

Vulcan raised an eyebrow at the messenger, but gracefully accepted the gift. Whenever he gives her this bomb, the happy look on her face makes Ryan happy. "Are you trying to bribe me?"

"Yes," the president replied, knowing she would like it. "Does it work?"

"I don't know," she replied with a smile, playing with the pretty metal ball. "Mine is bigger than yours."

"You haven't seen my entire arsenal yet," Ryan replied irresistibly. "I polish it every day."

Vulcan smirked shyly. "I only believe what I see."

Damn it.

Ryan could see that as long as he used his charm, the Vulcans would fall in love with him again. They share a natural and fun chemistry and are equally fond of big bombs and innuendos. Hold her in your arms, kiss her, and feel like returning to your wife after a long journey. It felt just right.

"Don't replace me with another jasmine."

However, Ryan has made a promise to Jasmine, his Jasmine, and will honor her wishes. Even if no one will hold him accountable for the courier for breaking his promise, he respects his ex-girlfriend and does not betray her last demands.

If only he could complete the brain transplant machine before that damn cycle.

"Make sure this disaster never happens again, okay?" Kill that bastard. ”

At least he kept his promise.

Ryan takes his ex-girlfriend into the hallway and looks at the bunker's hangar. Vulcan stopped in front of the repaired glass window and observed the submarine and the technicians gathered here. "A complete mech

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The base, right at our feet," she whistled as Ryan showed her around the base. "You've really hit the jackpot."

"We even have a problem replicator," Ryan told her about the benefits of the new workplace. "You just put the design and the necessary materials in, and bam! Instant weapons!"

"What kind of weapon do you want from me?" She asked, putting her hand on her waist. "Because I suspect you contacted me to make a teddy bear."

"You underestimate their power. They lure you into creating a false sense of security and then embrace you and make you submit. ”

"Is that your plan to take over the city?" Swapping nukes for teddy bears?"

Ryan had to let her go while she was working, or he wouldn't resist. The more Vulcan spoke, the more her wit appealed to him. "Well, in case you're wondering, we've figured out how Melen has strengthened his henchmen."

Alchemy eventually breached most of the remaining firewalls on the host, giving the organization access to Mekrona's key files. This immediately aroused the full interest of the Vulcans. "Go on," she asked.

"I'll share the data, but to make a long story short, Mekron found a way to simplify the flux energy of genomic radiation with biomechanical implants. The fundamentals are the same as your strength armor. ”

Just like Dy

Amis is the same, Mech

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Imitations are synthetic life forms that mimic the properties of the real elixir. Although they are not like Da

kli

g or real elixirs are sentient like that, but they can modify genes based on data collected from real genomes.

However, the crazy genius went further than the Manada. While they lack an intrinsic connection to the dimension of color, his imitations can create microscopic portals to them with sufficient mechanical support. By channeling the flux energy it generates, and using data collected from existing genomes, Mech

o

The machine can roughly mimic the power of the template.

Ryan's battle with telepathic robots in the bunker is just one example. At the end of his life, MEC

o

Experiments have begun with biomechanical war beasts with enormous destructive power. His artificial elixirs require more technical support to work, but they do work.

Ryan shuddered at the thought of what he might have accomplished if the madman had lived a few more years. If he perfects his elixir and equips his robot with superpowers, he will become unstoppable.

However, these knockoffs are pale imitations of the true elixir of life, and they are much less efficient. So Mech

o

s's ai goes further, which leads to Da

kli

The appearance of g.

"You want me to make a power armor," Vulcan guessed, grinning excitedly. "Something that will increase your strength."

"Yes, there's a cashmere poncho on it." By combining data from both sources and the advanced technology of the bunker, Ryan knew that his favorite Spitfire could create a masterpiece. The design will also use Ryan's signaling technology, which hopefully will allow couriers to send multiple people back in time.

However, he needs Ryan's help, and his best friend still refuses to leave her room.

"Are you ready?" Arriving at the recreation area, Ryan asked. Sarin gas, acid rain, mosquitoes and a few others gathered in front of a TV billboard on the bar to watch the news.

"It's like the day I was born."

Do it or don't do it. Didn't try. ”

These are the last words of Jessamine, which perfectly sums up her character. She always gives her all.

"Hey, boss!" Shalin called him. "They're going to talk about us!"

"Finally!" Ryan was delighted, and he and Vulcan walked over to the TV screen. Apparently, Hector Manada denied everything and tried to run a silent campaign to enforce a press ban in order to cover up Ryan's revelations. But the damage has been done, and there is a lot of talk about it.

It seems that Dinas finally decided to solve the problem of the elephant in the room through a press conference. Il Miglio

The entire lineup of e gathered at the entrance of the Optimates building, and it was E who accompanied them

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”Ma

ADA & PR Specialist. Of course, wardrobes are always dressed in style and are a cultural pillar in the midst of a fashion disaster. Felix's paw prints had healed, but he didn't hide his frustration. As for Wynne, her face was completely blank and lifeless.

Ryan glanced at the newscasts, one worse than the other. Unexplained explosions continue, and children are still missing after the attack on the daycare center; The private security refused to come—"

These stuffed animals have caused more accidents in the town. The situation is more tense than ever, Dy

AMIS is already stretched thin, and people are demanding answers.

Vulcan snickered when Blackthorne invited Vane to perform on stage, confronting a group of reporters. "It's not so much a dragon as a dog."

"She's not corrupt," Ryan said, "just naïve." ”

Vulcan frowned at him. "Who told you this nonsense?"

Jasmine.

This only highlights how much she has changed as a person at the end. Jessamine is willing to let go of her resentment, but Vulcan is not willing to go it alone. You can't do it without help.

Rui listened quietly as Wayne addressed the crowd and everyone in New Rome. She of course denounced the "terror threats" of the Superpowers, promised punishments she couldn't deliver, said everything was under control, etc......

"Many of you are wondering if the image shown in this video of this so-called Mr. President is real," Wyve

Say, her expression is stoic and professional. "Or whether his allegations about the dangers of counterfeiting elixirs are substantiated."

The sender was prepared for the shock.

"Them".

The audience suddenly gasped, and the shock spread throughout the team, and the PR assistants looked at Wyve

, as if she was crazy. It is clear that her outburst is completely unscripted. Even Vulcan opened her mouth in surprise, surprised that her former ally dared to defy her employer.

Enrique Manada remained motionless like a statue and did nothing to interrupt the superhero's revelations. Maybe he wanted to say these things a long time ago, but he never had the courage to say them.

Felix's reaction was not so restrained. The kitten just walked away from the press conference and Dinas Dinams.

"I checked." Wynne continued, her face contorted with anger and pain. "I can't be silent about this, and I can't stay in an organization that can do such terrible things. Therefore...... I will resign as leader of the Millionaires organization forever, but I will continue to work with them against the Met-"

The announcement sparked a barrage of questions from journalists, and Vulcan grinned.

More modestly, Ryan just folded his hands.

"Everything is according to keikaku."

After the alchemist completely occupied the bunker, he set the robot a maintenance task and asked them to repair the place. The same goes for Ryan's Genomics Research Lab where he fights Meckron's Spidertron. While the machines hadn't filled the holes that Ducklin had left in the ceiling, they had cleared the floor and repaired the broken vats.

When Rya

Upon entering the room, he found Livia sitting in the same robot chair that Adam had used to restrain him. Princess Augustus took off her helmet and gritted her teeth, a mechanical arm removing a few drops of blood from her left arm. B

ai

Dead is connected to a large computer system connected to a chair and observes the data on the screen.

"Are you alright, princess?" Ryan asked Livia, worried about her health. From experience, he could tell that the alchemist showed no mercy to his patients.

"I hope I won't regret it," Livia said, covering her bare arms with her sleeve when the machine was finished. "This information can do great harm if it falls into the wrong hands."

Ryan understood what she meant. Augustus became a warlord in Italy with two powerful abilities that had no side effects. The treatment for psychiatric syndromes could allow anyone to do the same, triggering an arms race. "Even you must be curious about your special status," the courier noted.

"A little," she admits with a laugh. "My father said we were the choice of fate, but ...... I've always been skeptical. ”

"Alright, alright, alright." When the results appeared on the screen, said the alchemist. "Interesting."

"Have you ever sucked the blood of a young woman?" Ryan asked, holding out his arm to Livia. The Prophet responded with a charming smile, and she accepted his help with aristocratic grace. Even when she got up from her seat, she didn't let go. "People gossip."

"As if I care what that meat says!" Don't bark, see. We will make history today. ”

The Courier and Livia looked at the screen and agreed. A bioscan of a woman appeared, representing the bones and major organs; Orange and purple spots shimmer all over the body, like oil and water pushing each other.

"Is this Helen's result?" Ryan asked, acid rain as the first test subject.

"Indeed." The alchemist confirmed. "Each of her elixirs rewrites about 50% of her DNA, and they contradict each other. The orange elixir sometimes affects 51% of her body, sometimes 49% of her body...... The exact percentage changes daily, leading to mutations, tumors, and other health problems. ”

"Genius" uploaded a second photo, which Ryan believes represents Livia's biometrics. Princess Augustus's entire body is almost blue, with a little purple near her ears and brain. Unlike the previous scan, the colored areas did not move at all.

"Now, this friend of ours is very different," Genius continued his explanation. "Much of her genetic code has been influenced by the blue elixir, so much so that at first glance, her genome may be monochromatic."

"I took the blue elixir first," Livia said.

The alchemist nodded, then pointed the finger of a syringe at the purple dot. However, about 2.5% of her DNA has been passed by a second person, Violet Elixi

Rewritten. Both substances are very stable and do not overwrite each other's information. ”

Therefore, Terranor's theory is correct, at least partially. Livia's forces coexist, there is no conflict, and there is no fusion. "The most important question is why this is happening," Ryan said. "Why only 2.5%?"

"Can't you see that it's obvious?" The alchemist asked triumphantly and confidently, glad to see that the Courier had not found a solution for centuries.

"I don't know, but I'm sure you'll enlighten me, oh great keeper of knowledge."

Braindead didn't even answer the taunt because he was too conceited about his superiority as a teacher. "The original elixir was used to bind to humans. Together with Homo sapiens. So far, all will Elixi

Attempts to bind to animals have failed; Even chimpanzees, they have almost 99% of the same genome as we do. ”

"Even if it's mec

o

It was only by creating a workaround that it succeeded. ”Rya

Muttered. "Harnessing the power of technology to mimic the real genome"

"But if ...... What if they're on the right track?" B

ai

dead contemplative. "Just not close enough?"

Ryan angrily thought about what he meant for a moment before he understood the solution. "Neanderthals?"

"Neanderthals?" Livia asked, confused.

"The current species of Homo sapiens crossed with Neanderthals before they became extinct, and the Eurasian population inherited about 2% of their genes from them," Ryan explained. "Neanderthals are our closest relatives."

Livia's eyes widened, showing genuine surprise. "Is it enough to confuse the elixir?"

"I think so." The alchemist nodded. "My theory is that your elixirs mistakenly think that they are united with two different people, not one person. This leads them to ...... There is no better term for sharing your body. ”

Duchess Augustus immediately saw what was wrong and frowned suspiciously. "But if your theory is correct, then it should be more common for people with both abilities. This, as you say, affects the entire Eurasian population. Millions of people. ”

"You may need a very specific Neanderthal genetic ratio or combination to trick the elixir," Alchemy defended his theory, though he sounded less certain and couldn't convince Livia. "Or it could be caused by a syndrome, like chimerism, where an organism has cells from multiple genotypes. Only a few hundred cases have been recorded. ”

"If it's so rare, why am I sharing it with my father?" Can it be inherited?" Livia asked, leaving the genius in silence as he struggled to find an answer. "Judging by your reaction, probably not."

Ryan thought about the matter and tried to find a logical explanation to piece all the mysteries together. His mind turned to Duckling, to his discussion of the affectionate elixir.

"They've been taught," Ryan muttered.

"Excuse me?" Livia asked.

"I was told that the elixir of life could be combined with humans, probably taught by alchemists." If Ducklin's story is true, then it was pulled out of its homeland dimension by Macron's artificial intelligence, but later refused to manifest it. "This means that the process of their union is not natural."

"Them?" His first lady looked more confused about his second lady. "I ...... I'm sorry, but you're saying the elixir is intelligent?"

"Yes, but not like us." Even Ducklin, who knew and could talk to humans, found their reality maddening. "They are extraterrestrial life forms that don't even use DNA; Foreigners who have taken our crash course in the language. They know the lyrics, but they don't know the music. ”

"So......" Livia frowned. Do you mean to say that the elixir is right for ...... We? How were we created?"

"I can't prove it, but it's a reasonable explanation," Ryan said. He needed to check with Ducklin. According to his pet general, Goth, the elixir is meant to connect the lower and ultimate life forms, ultimately allowing them to ascend. But as the courier's own experience shows, communication isn't perfect. The difference in mentality is too great. "Because of something in your genetic code, whether it's Neanderthal DNA, a unique quirk, or something else, your elixir believes they share a body with two different people."

"But it's a fragile balance," she speculated. "If I take another one, the original elixir will realize its mistake and start conflicting with each other."

"And the strength of the mongrel gives him some control over the performance of the elixir." Ryan added as he glanced at the alchemist. "If we could replicate his abilities and combine them with gene therapy......"

"We can create a serum that forces the original two elixirs to recombine and mimic the conditions that led to the unique balance of our test subjects," the alchemist replied with a nod. Livia partially frowned at the test subject, but did not comment. "Or, remove the excess elixir and turn the target into a normal monochromatic genome."

"But to create something as complex as this......" Livia reread her biomark, then turned to alchemy. How long will it take you to make this antidote?"

Braindead makes a sound that could be taken as a sigh. “Mech

o

It can take months for AI to mimic Mo

g

EL's power, not to mention designing a treatment based on it. These machines are powerful, but the subject is very complex. My own Ge

The IUS major also does not overlap with this case study. ”

"We need Dr. Terranor," Ryan muttered. As the only genius who specializes in gene therapy, he may devise a treatment for psychosis if he has the necessary data and resources.

Livia was furious, and the alchemist snickered contemptuously. Dy

Amis's dinosaur maker? Genius asked. "Do you think he'll help?"

"Unless I convince him that my evil plan is to turn everyone into dinosaurs."

"Then kidnap him. You've escalated to terrorism, so what about another offense?"

"He rarely leaves the headquarters of Dinamis and never has a heavy escort," Livia said. "If something happens to him, Dinamis will give it his all. He's the cornerstone of their entire copycat business, so they'll stop at nothing to get him back. ”

"What if he dies?" Ryan asked, frowning. "Why didn't your father try to assassinate him?"

"Because that would involve radiation," Livia replied ominously. Judging by the tone of her voice, she had expected it. "I think you can imagine how it's going to end."

Yes, he can.

Would he have reacted the same if he had lost another pillar of counterfeit products? Ryan intends to attack Lab 66 as soon as Vulcan completes her armor and opens the portal to Duckling's home. He couldn't wait too long for someone like Fallout or Hargraves to force their way into the bunker.

"Will Dr. Terranor help develop the antidote?" Livia asked. "He turned the psychopath into a drink. This does not say anything about his moral character. ”

Ryan still remembers how the monster tried to open the panda's guts to see how his abilities worked. There is no anesthesia. "He only cares about his research and dinosaurs," the courier said. "Not for lab safety."

Unfortunately, Ryan doubts he will be able to convince Dr. Terranor to cooperate in this cycle. He needed more information about the man. However, they need Mo

g

el, Livia, bunker, and additional data to create the antidote. The messenger only gains access to these resources due to very special circumstances that cannot be replicated in the next.

"Livia, dear, do you have any plans for tonight?"

She nodded slowly, though reluctantly. "My father asked to meet, probably about how to deal with you. I'll be back to him soon. ”

Ryan could read between the lines. They need to talk to Ryan and prepare for the future. They need to discuss how to end this doomed cycle and how to continue it after that.

Duchess Augustus turned to the door. "You can come in," she said. "It doesn't have to end in violence."

The metal door opened, and no one was eavesdropping through it.

"Good luck next time, huh?" Shalin pointed Ryan with her gauntlet, her fingers quivering with force. "It's useless to me."