Chapter 24

"I am very open-minded when it comes to life and death."

"My comrades are all dead, the Empire has perished, and I am the only wandering soul left in this world who should have died long ago."

The girl laughed at herself, "What is the meaning of life? I don't know."

"To take revenge on the Swarm after becoming stronger?"

"But the Propagation Aeon is already dead; how can there be any talk of hatred?"

Meng Yi spoke with hidden meaning, "Hatred is not the meaning of living; on the contrary, it can become the motivation to move forward."

"If you wish, once you are strong enough, drag that 'Propagation Aeon' out of the river of time, kill him a thousand times, ten thousand times over to vent your hatred; crush his split Swarm one by one right in front of him; negate the meaning of the existence of the 'Propagation concept' from the most fundamental level, and torture him until his Dao heart completely collapses."

"As long as you are strong enough, you can use your will to formulate brand-new rules for the universe and establish the perfect true world of your dreams."

"As long as you are strong enough, what is so difficult about reversing the timeline and letting those who fell in the Swarm disaster live again?"

The girl's eyelids twitched uncontrollably as she listened.

It wasn't hard to see from the first sentence that you really are a living King of Hell!

Once the latter two sentences came out, they immediately captured her entire focus.

"Resurrecting the dead, starting over, a world that is only beautiful..."

Meng Yi added: "Moreover, in the 'Evolution Paradise', you can travel to many worlds and taste different delicious pastries."

"Gulp—"

The silver-haired girl swallowed with difficulty.

Oh no, this is the feeling of a heartbeat!

The effect of the last sentence was more attention-grabbing than any long-term ideal (pie in the sky).

"Yes! Sir! I understand, thank you for guiding me when I was lost!"

He left after the deed was done, hiding his merit and fame.

Meng Yi waved his hand dismissively, indicating that this was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

At most, he would just see if there was a chance to go to the "Tree of Imaginary Numbers and Sea of Quanta" in the future and catch the "Nous, Aeon of Erudition" to use as a supercomputer. What could possibly be his bad intentions?

If he got even more ambitious, snapping off a few branches of the "Tree of Imaginary Numbers" and scooping up a few big buckets of seawater from the "Sea of Quanta" to bring back some 'local specialties' wouldn't be too much, right?

The two walked out of the underground base and boarded an armed helicopter flying to the Gentek Corporation, with no fewer than twenty armed helicopters escorting them in all directions.

After the guidance (bluffing) of the 'Great Philosopher Meng Yi', the girl's mental state improved significantly.

"Sir, a world that could give birth to someone as cultured as you must be very beautiful, right?"

"..."

Meng Yi became autistic, gritting his teeth as he said: "Beautiful, of course it's beautiful."

"The people are simple and honest, warm and hospitable, and talent abounds; it has always had the custom of 'The Warhammer stage is grand, if you have the skills, come on down'."

Ah, this...

Three nice-sounding words put together, why did it sound like something was not quite right?

The silver-haired girl shrank her neck and gave a sheepish smile, feeling that she had said something she shouldn't have.

"Sir, I'm not good with words, I haven't been to school, and I don't have much culture."

"In case I've offended you in any way, I apologize to you first!"

Meng Yi shook his head indifferently: "I'm used to it, there's no such thing as offense or no offense."

"When there's a chance in the future, the Greenskin fatties, the blue-haired flapping birds, the blood-armored lunatics, the purple idiots, Dark Mara, the Great Devourer, the Greater Good, the moronic Gork and Mork, the Pantheon, the Eternal Toad, the Rule Aeons, the Tyranid Swarm, the Necrons, the Aeldari, the False Emperor, the T'au, the Chaos Greater Daemons, the Orks, the Daemon Primarchs, the Adeptus Mechanicus, the space aliens..."

"These ultimate beasts that only know how to cause trouble all day long, I will turn them into specimens one by one to see if they still dare to jump around!"

Wait! Aeons, Swarm? Why aren't they at the front of the list?!

Meng Yi's resentful muttering made the girl gasp.

She finally understood the meaning of 'simple folk, warm and hospitable, talent abounds'.

"Sir, to be able to live until now and still be so 'normal', you really have it hard."

After holding it in for a long time, she managed to come up with a sentence that seemed to be praising Meng Yi.

Meng Yi adjusted the frames of his non-prescription glasses and asked casually: "What is your name? You can't just be called by this serial number AR-26710, right?"

"A name..."

"Firefly, perhaps. A tiny, fragile glowing insect. When they gather, the light they emit at night can rival the stars in the sky, like a prairie fire of hope."

Having decided on her name, or rather, her 'codename'.

The girl casually changed her nickname on the player panel from AR-26710 to 'Firefly'.

"Understood." Meng Yi nodded slightly, then closed his eyes to rest.

An apartment near the Gentek Corporation in Manhattan, America.

The armed helicopter landed on the roof, and the accompanying super soldiers held firearms to clear the way in front. Meng Yi and the girl soon saw the captured 'Little A' and Dana.

"Blacklight Virus Alex" was pinned to the ground by four super soldiers, and at the slightest resistance, he was met with punches and kicks, beating 'Little A' until he was almost depressed.

"Lord Director Bai!"

"Greetings, Director Bai!"

Meng Yi lifted his palm slightly to stop these boring formalities, glanced at Dana, Alex's sister, who was shivering in the corner, and then paced to a spot not far in front of "Blacklight Virus Alex", keeping a sufficiently safe distance.

"Young man, I see that your bone structure is extraordinary and far from ordinary. Are you interested in working for me?"

Hearing this, Alex spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth: "Pah! You leader of an evil organization that studies viruses, don't even think about making me submit!"

"What did you say?!"

"Audacious!"

"Kid, I think you're tired of living, aren't you!"

"Me too!"

The four 'Fatty Huggers' were furious and were preparing to 'forcefully lock the man, man upon man'.

"Oh?"

Meng Yi was not angry; he half-squatted down and said with interest: "Young man, you shouldn't say it like that."

"Without our research, how could there be the you of today?"

"You should have also discovered that you are no longer the 'you' you once were."

The hooded man's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to retort, he heard Meng Yi continue.

"But it doesn't matter, I still recognize your identity as a 'human'. How could a human be such an inconvenient thing?"

"As long as your 'heart' still considers itself 'human', then no one can deny your race."

Alex's fierce gaze changed slightly, no longer so angry and hateful.

"How about listening to my conditions?"

"... Speak."

Meng Yi cleared his throat, "First, because of you, the biochemical crisis that occurred in Manhattan will not be pursued."

"Secondly, I guarantee the personal safety of you and your sister; you will not be targeted by any force."

"Furthermore, nine insurances and one fund, thirteen months' salary, weekends off, statutory holidays off, housing provided, car provided, spouse provided, all expenses and travel reimbursed, no less than three months of paid leave per year, an annual salary of no less than ten million US dollars, and each salary increase will be no less than 10%."

Meng Yi half-squatted down, dismissed the four super soldiers, helped Alex up, and helped him pat the dust off his clothes.

"Young man, I know what you are worried about. I am different from those cold-blooded researchers you know."

"Child, I promise you that I will use biochemical technology to improve the upper limit of the human race and cure incurable diseases, rather than making meaningless biochemical weapons. There will be no more cruel and dangerous 'virus leaks' in the future."

Alex was shaken; this guy was giving way too much!

"What proof do you have that you're not lying to me?!"

Meng Yi smiled, "Wait a minute, check your phone text messages."

One minute later, Alex's phone indeed received a text message notification from the bank regarding a change in assets.

【Respected user***, a large capital flow has been detected. Our bank invites you to become a distinguished platinum client. Your balance is: 10,001,582$.】

A six-digit password guarding a four-digit wealth; the poor hooded man had never seen so much money in his life.

Alex was so excited he almost jumped up, waving his fist and saying: "Boss, I'll work for you from now on!"

Meng Yi was all smiles, patted Alex on the shoulder in a friendly manner, and dissipated the "Psionic" energy that had been subtly guiding the newbie A-man.

Was the non-human level 'affinity' (mental interference) a joke?

The current A-man couldn't handle it; it would be different once he evolved to the final stage.

The world of martial arts is not just about killing; it's more about human relationships and worldly wisdom!