In the end, all of Ryan's cycles start the same way.

Hit his car into the back of the ghoul.

"You know what, you've become an integral part of my life," Ryan said as he left his Plymouth and walked into Re

ESCO's Bar. By now, this place has become a second home for couriers. He's become almost like his father and loves the wall he keeps bumping into. "I've dated you more than I've had with Jasmine."

The ghoul writhed on the ground, trying to use the bar to get back on his feet. Bartender Re

Esco hid behind and didn't know what to do with Rya

How to react to an unforgettable entry. The courier happily walked through the ruins, and the wind entered the building through a hole in the wall.

"I thought my life was a black comedy, maybe a tragicomedy, but now I realize...... It's always been a vampire romance. Ryan put his hands behind his back and approached the ghoul. The psychopath was already halfway standing, and the other patrons did not dare to interfere. "Do your bones glow in the sun?"

"What the hell are you talking about-" The ghoul screamed as Ryan put the undead's knee on his boot, and the psycho collapsed to the ground. "You bastard!"

"It's all to show that I'm not following you," the courier said, kicking his beloved again. "I mean, look at me. I'm handsome. Only ugly people stalk, it's a well-known thing. If I hurt you, it's out of love. ”

He loves to hurt ghouls.

Ducklin had said that Black Ultimate One would remove it from causality and all future resets, and Ryan wondered if that would apply to its previous host as well. However, the bag of bones came back without any memories of the previous cycle.

This means that the big fat Adam is alive again, and he is planning a prank.

"My name is security!" Bar Hostess Re

Esco complained behind the bar while the wounded ghoul tried to get out of Rya

Crawl away. The undead looked at the messenger as if he had gone mad, which hurt his soft and rational heart.

Ryan doesn't react well to rejection.

"I know your secret weakness, ghoul." Ryan said as he opened the back door of the car. "A Krypton you can't resist"

A dirty stray dog jumped out of the Plymouth Raging Car, her sparkling eyes not smart at all; She is the illegitimate son of a mastiff and a greyhound and inherits the ugliest parts of both. Her tongue sticks out, and fleas happily crawl from her darkened fur to the greener pastures. This commoner woman lacks the aristocratic air of Ognoden-Henry, but has a rustic charm, although the stench on her body discourages the patrons of the bar.

"Her name is Henriette. On the way to the bar, I found her eating garbage, so I bribed her with ham for her loyalty. "Ryan always puts some food in the car just in case." Now, as a cat lover, this seems like a betrayal. It really is!"

Ryan stroked his Cerberus ear, which she loved so much. All dogs need affection. "I have no shame, no hesitation, no principles!"

"What do you want?" The ghoul asked, looking at Henriette in horror. The had already noticed him, and she raised her eyes and stared hungrily at his bare legs.

Psychopaths know what to expect next.

"Only your pain," Ryan replied, pointing at his prey. "Go, girl!"

Henriette jumped on top of the ghoul, he didn't climb fast enough.

After a few seconds, the dog brought a beautiful femur to her new owner, and she was proud of it.

The ghoul is just the first person on Ryan's Christmas list. After the tense ending of the previous cycle, the courier needs a moment of respite and catharsis before he can get to work.

Ryan's next naughty kid lives not far from Jamie's house. The courier knocked on the door of a bungalow, and the simplicity of the bungalow was perfect. Only a broken window is an indication that the tenant has a problem.

The door soon opened, revealing a thin, emaciated man with snow-white skin and black hair. This pale scarecrow stays in the dark, afraid that the sun will surely burn his evil soul. His dirty clothes were covered in bright colored paints. The dark circles around his bloodshot green eyes tell Ryan that he just woke up.

Damn, this man isn't just a killer, he's a vampire!

"Richard Pi

kma

?” Ryan asked. "Night terrors?"

"Hmm...... Huh?" The vampire squinted at the messenger suspiciously. "Do we know each other?"

"I've got something for you, although it's a little late." Rya

Wanted to complete this delivery in the last loop, but never had the opportunity to do so. "The night is dark and scary, isn't it?"

The man frowned, realizing that his guests knew his abilities and limitations. The vampire's hand moved behind his back, perhaps looking for a gun; As if he could hurt a pure heart. "What kind of delivery method?"

Ryan punched him in the face, sending him staggering backwards. His back hit something with a loud bang, but the courier couldn't see it because it was dark in the room.

"Don't let me go through the trauma of my childhood anymore," Ryan warned the vicious telepath. These nightmares later become reality, much to the Messenger's pain. "You can't imagine how much money I spent on a psychiatrist."

Ye Wei did not answer, and fainted.

Ryan took a moment to check his Christmas list and discovered that the next name was Karen Richie, alias Vampire. Named after vampires and witches. Unfortunately, it's getting late, and the courier may not be able to complete his plans for her. Luigi then arrived, but Ryan was too tired to play hockey in the late afternoon.

"Maybe."

A princess is waiting for him.

As night fell, Ryan arrived at the Land of the Dead Motel and parked near the entrance. Henriette sat beside him, and the mongrel whined at her new master with shameful eyes. While Ryan loves cats and rabbits the most, he has learned how to handle dogs. He knew that look.

"Do you want a litter box?"

Henriette screamed in response, tongue sticking out of her mouth. Her expression can only be appreciated by dog lovers.

"Ghouls." Ryan said, looking in the rearview mirror.

The lonely skeleton in the back seat looked back at the courier in fear. For a moment, Ryan almost felt pity for the murderous skeleton. But then, he remembered his previous cycle and how the ghoul had encouraged his boss to turn the time traveler into a psychopath.

Ryan took off his mask and hat, his terrible smile causing the undead to wail in naked, frenzied fear.

"Open your mouth."

Bone Daddy's desperate screams are like music to Ryan, even though they end too quickly. The psychopath lost the courage in his backbone.

Ryan took the new chew toy Henriette had left for her and walked towards the motel on his own. He noticed that there was a light in Livia's room, but there were no members of the Seven Killers guarding the door. Odd number.

Despite this, Ryan whistles and opens the door to the suite to find his former first lady waiting for him. The tables are set and delicious biscuits and steaming coffee are waiting for people to enjoy.

Livia stood on the other side, with her back to Ryan. Dressed in an elegant blue leather coat and long velvet gloves, she is a real femme fatale from a black detective movie. Her white gold hair hung down like a silver waterfall.

"Hello, Princess," Ryan said, closing the door behind him. "How was your first time travel?"

Livia turned, her blue eyes looking at him coldly, amusedly. Her face reminded Ryan of her aunt, Plutto's cute and deadly look. "Good," she said, in a dangerous tone. "Although this will be the last time."

Ryan frowned. "What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, Ryan, but now that I remember, you're no longer useful. I have all the intel I need to take over the city, the only obstacle left is ......" she paused. "It's you."

．..

Defecate.

Shit!

"I thought we were friends!" Ryan grumbled, his hand moving to his coat to pull out a knife.

"Do you believe me?" The courier froze as Livia's hand moved to her chair. Somehow, her every move seemed effortlessly threatening. "Cancel waiting outside, her power is already working. It's over. ”

Oh my God, this is another betrayal of an alchemist! Ryan reflexively activates his powers, and when he prepares to attack Livia, the world turns purple.

Wait, if Sykes is right at the door, how can his time stop device still work?

Ryan looked at the frozen Livia, noticing the smile she was desperately trying to hold.

No way.

She didn't dare. She didn't dare.

After time was restored, Ryan quickly opened the door and found that there was no killer outside.

She didn't dare.

"You...... You evil mastermind!" Ryan said as he closed the door behind him, the hidden knife back in his trench coat. "You played a trick on me!"

Livia reciprocated with a warm, cheerful laugh. "I'm sorry," she apologized, an embarrassed smile on her face. "I know it's silly, but I've always wanted to give a speech like this. I know no one takes it seriously. ”

Her last cycle as Ryan's assistant corrupts Livia.

He created a monster.

"I apologize if it scared you. I don't know how you're going to react, that's why I'm doing it. Livia shyly clasped her hands together. Can you forgive me, Ryan?"

"I would never blame someone with such perfect fashion taste," Ryan said as he sat down at the table. "But don't try again, princess, I might kill you. I'm very sensitive to these things. ”

Her joy immediately turned to fear. "Really?" Livia asked as she sat down. "What's going on?"

"After I told them the truth, a couple of people went crazy," Ryan admitted, touching his coffee cup and warming his hands. "Some people tried to restrain me and keep me from loading my bullets. Others went further. ”

"I ......" now Livia regrets making the joke. Her hand touched his, and it felt warmer than a cup. "I'm sorry, Ryan. I don't want to uncover old wounds. ”

"No, it doesn't matter. If anything, you're helping them heal. Finally, Ryan has an ally to help him in the loop ahead. With Livia's help, he can make his allies remember him. His friendship has stood the test of time. "I've already got my revenge anyway."

"What do you mean?" Livia frowned as she suddenly realized that the cookies were missing. "Did you eat it in the freezer?"

Ryan smiled.

"It's so naïve," Livia said, smiling back, her hand back to her coffee cup. "Well, Ryan. How can we win?"

We. This sentence warmed Ryan's heart like a campfire on a cold night.

Rya

Shared with Livia the end of the previous cycle. How he and Lunn confirmed that Dinis was holding a mutated blood prisoner in their lab fortress, and how Lunn allowed it to escape. He tells her about his ally's last battle with Alphonse Manada, how the bloodshed destroyed New Rome, and how Augustus chose to attack Leo Hargraves instead of stopping the fight.

However, the courier did not mention how he hurt Lightning Butt. His daughter may not have reacted well, and Ryan himself didn't fully understand what was going on. He needed more time to understand this.

The more Livia listened, the tighter her brow became. "It's horrible," she said thoughtfully, sipping her coffee. "Seeing Your Stepdad Become Like This......"

"I hate him." Watching the blood flow and consume his own daughter only made Ryan's opinion of him worse. "Death is a mercy."

"Can we kill him?" If he had made Dy

Amis imitation elixir, then a part of him will remain in countless genomes. ”

"I have Dr. Terranor's vaccine formula. Unless the core of the bloodstream touches Ryan's blood, he will not develop immunity to it. "When Sho

When Tie's liquid came into contact with the fake elixir, the monster didn't do either, perhaps because her father was being killed by Dy

Ais has little control over his own fragments during castration.

"But it works with injections," Livia noted. "Even with the best vaccination campaigns, many will refuse to give up their power. Especially since most people spend a fortune. ”

"yes, people smoke and think they're going to win." Ryan shrugged. "I have an idea, but I'd like to hear your opinion first. How much time do we have?"

"I'm listening to your story and simulating it," Livia said, fingers together. "Now that I know what's in Sixty-Six, my vision is more accurate. The likelihood of this pandemic is low, but if Alphonse Manada takes over Dy

AMIS, the likelihood increases dramatically. In time, he will; This can take a year or a decade, but the odds increase over time. This could happen even during the period when Hector Manada was the bullet. ”

The incompetent bullet did not worry the messenger too much. By now, he had realized that the Atom Smasher was the real threat in his family. The strongest, the most determined.

No matter what happens, blood needs to flow, but Rivia's prophecy somewhat reassures Ryan. "Of all the disasters we have to solve, this is a long-term problem," the courier said. "The other two disasters won't wait years."

Livia frowned. "When will the Superpowers use Maceren's satellite weapons?"

"It's probably between May 12th and 18th." Big Fat Adam used a weapon on his last date, but Ryan saw him and "psycho" take over the bunker as early as May 12. When the Manada invades his headquarters in the Power Ring, the vicious sociopath almost pulls the trigger. "If nothing is done, Leo Hargraves and the carnival will arrive in New Rome in three weeks."

"My father will declare war on them." Livia said sadly. "Destroy New Rome."

"I'm sorry," Ryan apologized. "Your dad wasn't a good man."

"I know," she said, looking away. "Do you have paper?"

Seconds later, Livia scribbled a temporary calendar on a piece of paper, planning the schedule for May. She crossed the 12th, 18th, and 28th—the approximate date Hargraves planned to arrive, though Ryan had never drawn such a circle.

"We'll have to deal with Ogre Adam first," Livia said the obvious as she checked her calendar. "We have four days to prepare for the attack."

"This has to be done in the last round today. While we were talking, the bastard was sending someone to attack the bunker's fortifications. "The memory of Hannifat Lecter's threat to eat the hostages still haunts the Courier's mind." The longer we wait, the more people will be killed. ”

"So even in the best of circumstances, this cycle isn't the last?" Livia asked, frowning. "Do you want to attack the bunker at the start of the next cycle?"

"I'll take out the garbage first." Like his suicidal escape, Rya

Destroys ghouls and then attacks bunkers. "If Adam and Psyshock can be neutralized, then I can include their minions. If we can cure psychosis, it will be easier. ”

"I can help, but I'm afraid that if I ask for more help, my father will hear the wind from the bunker," Livia said. Fortuna was silent. Can the three of us defeat the Superpowers?"

"I'm not sure." The lucky girl may or may not make up for Ducklin's absence or the inactivity of the stuffed animal. Even without her memory, the dwarf might be able to help, maybe the Shroud. "I need to perfect my memory transfer. The more people we have to fight with, the better. ”

"Especially since we need you to transfer memories manually. If you die prematurely, then the next cycle becomes complicated. Livia crossed her arms. Can you create a mind-shifting machine yourself?"

Ryan shook his head. Despite his considerable financial resources, if there is no support network, Ge

IUS devices require components that are difficult to manufacture. "I need more technical resources. Either the bunker, or the Vulcan, or Dy

amis。 ”

"I can introduce you to the Vulcan," Livia argued. "If you're worried, I won't ask you for the blueprint for the machine."

"If I leak it, will you do another villain speech?" Ryan teased her.

"I doubt it won't surprise you anymore," she said thoughtfully, but her smile quickly faded. "What about Matthias?"

"I can convince Carnival to stop attacking your family, if I swear to play double agents, destroy the Happiness Factory, and sabotage your thug operations."

Livia frowned suspiciously. Will the destruction of Ischia prevent Hargraves from appearing

"I'm not sure. Carnival wants to put an end to your family's criminal activities, and honestly, I can't blame them. "It would be nice if the fight between the two organizations didn't threaten the division of the city." And Narsinia. Your father kidnapped her and murdered her parents. ”

Livia looked at her coffee cup and lost herself in the steaming darkness. She confirmed the story in a previous loop, which shocked her greatly. Perhaps she thinks that while her father is ruthless, he will only deal with those who threaten him first. Only now did she see the true face of Lightning Ass.

"I still can't forgive Hargraves for killing my mother," Livia said. "What happened to Nassinia's parents does not make this a reasonable revenge. But...... I agree that Narsinia has suffered a terrible injustice, and it is my duty to correct it. ”

"Fiesta is pretty reasonable," said Ryan, who has dealt with them a lot. "If they understood that you would inherit your father's empire in order to better dismantle it, maybe they wouldn't have poked the hornet's nest. Giving them back to Nasinia will show you goodwill. ”

"Let me think about it," Livia said. "I need more time to work on simulations. One wrong move here might have made my father overreact. ”

What an understatement. She might say that the Titanic had a bit of an icing problem.

"In the end, we must destroy your stepfather's body." Livia changed the subject. "What's your idea?"

"Dr. Stitch, a member of the carnival, is a genius who specializes in viruses and diseases," Ryan said. Now that he's studied blood circulation, I'm sure he can create something out of the vaccine. ”

Livia looked up in interest. "A plague of counterfeit vaccines?"

"Pretty much. I can also contact Terranor to see if he can help. If the sample in Ryan's body is neutralized, then the blood cannot escape. Ryan finished his coffee. You see, princess, all the pieces are there. We just need to find the right way to put them together. This order can save everyone. ”

"Can we?" Livia asked, frowning. "Save everyone?"

"Yes." At least all those who deserve to be saved. "This isn't my first time at a rodeo."

Livia stared into his eyes, her expression incomprehensible. "How many times did you reset to get to this moment?"

Ryan shrugged. "Many".

"You're not done yet." Livia shook her head, her eyes full of sympathy. "When I tell you that we should find a way to lighten your load, I mean it. I will not let you die on the cross for our sake. ”

"Who else?" Ryan asked rhetorically. "Somebody has to do it. Millions of lives are at stake. ”

"But the process doesn't have to be painful, and it doesn't have to be lonely," Livia said. "I'm sure we can find a way to make your reset painless. I suspect I'm the only one who cares about your well-being. ”

The time traveler looked away. The dwarf also cares, but she's family. Even the alchemist has tried to step on his foot in order to win Ryan's forgiveness.

"I made a promise," said the courier, remembering Jasmin, Bianca and many others. "It's all about achieving them."

"If it means you're sacrificing your own happiness for someone else, then no." Livia smiled. "A perfect ending for everyone, including you, Ryan."

If only she knew. Ryan's mind went back to his first perfect run in Monaco, where he saved Simon and more from hellish prison. While he gave the others a happy ending, the adventure left a bittersweet taste for the messenger. Only he remembers the moment they spent together. The later "perfect run" left him with the same feeling.

But this time will be different. He hoped that this time things would change.

He wanted them to do that.

"I'll try," Ryan said. "Any suggestions?"

Livia nodded in reply. "Join my father's organization and tell Carnival that you'll be acting as their inside line and buying time. I can introduce you to the Vulcans so you can remake your brain transplant machine, and I'll see how to deal with Nassinia. If we work closely together, it's easier to plan a raid on the Superpowers. Can you get some lunatics to rebel against Adam before we attack the bunker? What about sarin?"

Ryan shook his head. "Sarin will only attack the port if the ghouls can sustain her and Psyshock is not eliminated, but I need to provide that bag of bones to appease the carnival, and the telepaths must leave. I have no other way to reach her exactly. ”

"I'm not sure believing in Carnival is the right step," Livia admits, a little worried. "But I believe in you, Ryan. If you think it's the right thing to do......"

"It's our best option right now," Ryan said as he got up from his seat. "I'm going to see Lunn now."

Both to arrange memory transfers and to prepare for the inevitable raid on the orphanage by Psyshock.

"I had her EEG, and others. Once your machine is up and running, we can arrange the transfer. Livia's fingers twitched nervously. Will you be staying at Jamie Carter's house this time?"

"Quite possibly," Ryan replied. "Or the Lane family."

"Maybe I'll visit you then," the mafia princess said with a friendly smile. "You always come to see me, and that doesn't feel right."

Ryan chuckled. "If I'm moving in with a dwarf, you'll need a wetsuit."

"I prefer a dry place," Livia mused. "Goodbye, Ryan."

"Goodbye, princess." As he spoke, he closed the door behind him. Now, now he needs to convince an old friend to rewrite her brain. It's a daunting task.

The courier returns to his car to find Henriette playfully licking a frustrated skull. The light obscured the ghoul's eyes and all his hopes.

"Shorty," Ryan said as he turned on the time radio. "Shorty, I know you can hear me."

The Voice of Time and Space plays a song from a non-existent era.

"We need to talk," the messenger continued, sighing. "Your father is still alive. Dy

Amis locked him up in their lab. ”

Seconds later, her answer came over the radio.

"See me at the orphanage."

Ryan had heard those words before, but never in that tone. Anger and determination.

Dy

Amis will never know what hit them.