Chapter 10: Illegal Inheritance, Chairman of the Board

The balance of the three treasures of "essence, energy, and spirit" does not exist at all for a "glass cannon" like Meng Yi.

Only cultivating "spirit," not practicing "body," and lacking the mediation of "energy."

Therefore, the body of an ordinary person with an F-rank evaluation cannot bear the C+ level psychic power exerted with full force; one burst of explosion completely squeezes out the remaining physical strength in this poor body, and the "glass cannon" title of the psychic system is well-deserved.

From descending into the selection dungeon to now, walking more than ten kilometers, not a drop of water has entered his mouth along the way, and the already near-limit physique has been ravaged by the C+ level psychic power, making his state even worse.

In an instant, Meng Yi's face becomes even paler than "Luo · Kidney-deficient Man · Middle-aged Corporate Slave · Ji," and his pupils are covered with bloodshot eyes.

Enduring the pain of needles piercing his brain and every cell in his body tearing, Meng Yi orders the zombie horde and Lickers surrounding him.

The zombies clumsily prop Meng Yi up, and the Lickers kneel on the ground obediently.

After some effort, Meng Yi doesn't care about whether it's dirty or not, turning over and sitting on the back of a Licker; he really can't walk the next seven or eight kilometers.

Raising a dog for a thousand days, using it for a moment.

Ah-Lick, it's time for you to contribute!

In the pitch-black environment of the underground train tracks, Luo Ji doesn't notice Meng Yi's abnormality, but the violent girl who has normal vision in a dark environment seems to notice, turning her head to look at Meng Yi deeply with slight worry, but doesn't say much.

The systems of "psychic power" and "Path" are completely different; even a "monster" as strong as the one who can shatter the planet's core with extreme output can't check it, and it's already good enough to discover the abnormality through Meng Yi's physical state.

"Lopsidedness" brings strength, but also brings more "shortcomings."

That's why the "Evolution Paradise" urges players to seek glorious evolution and give birth to a "perfection" that is truly strong in all directions without dead ends.

……

"Phew, phew, little brother White, what were you muttering just now?"

Fever + vomiting + fatigue attack, negative states like dizziness, blurred vision, and tinnitus gather together.

Luo Ji is out of breath, the thick dark circles proving he didn't sleep all night.

After a night of serious thinking, how could the high-achieving student Luo Ji not understand the true purpose of "little brother White Devil," which is far from just finding a safe zone to survive for a month.

Interfering with human cognitive thinking, compiling false memories that don't exist—such rebellious operations are close to magic, and cannot be recognized by Luo Ji, whose worldview is normal.

"Little brother White……"

Luo Ji bites his teeth, lifts his hand to call Meng Yi, who is leading the way, wanting to persuade Meng Yi not to be so extreme.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Meng Yi stops his steps but doesn't turn around.

A simple action makes Luo Ji understand that Meng Yi's will cannot be shaken, so it's better to save the meaningless persuasion.

"Alas."

The persuasion he conceived all night turns into a faint sigh.

"Little brother White, you go ahead; I'm a bit tired, I'll go back to my room to catch up on sleep first."

Luo Ji shakes his head in low spirits, turning and leaving with heavy steps.

One moves forward by any means, one stops due to the bottom line; from now on, their fates will also have completely different developments.

Just as Luo Ji understands Meng Yi, Meng Yi also understands that Luo Ji has made a choice.

"All kinds of troubles are self-inflicted."

A sneer with unknown meaning, as if mocking Luo Ji for sticking to the bottom line, and also as if sighing at his own subsequent actions.

A will as firm as steel cuts off worries, skipping this stubble, Meng Yi walks toward the conference room with firm steps.

The weapon girl with strong physical destructive power thinks for a while and follows her new "commander."

……

"Little girl, you are not a stupid person. Old brother Luo can see it, I don't believe you can't see it."

"Knowing clearly that what I want to do crosses the bottom line, why follow me on a road of no return?"

The alloy and glass channel reflects the shadows of one in front and one behind.

Meng Yi glances sideways, looking at the silver-haired girl behind him on the left with the corner of his eye.

"Because, Commander is not a real bad person?"

As she speaks, the girl, whose life is pale but whose mind is sensitive, makes herself laugh.

The feedback brought by the "Path" she practices is that Meng Yi is not a nihilist who drags civilization into the end.

"Bad person? Hahaha! Only children distinguish between good and bad."

"The world is not simply black and white; it is gray."

"Humans are complex lifeforms; how can they be generalized?"

Meng Yi smiles, saying earnestly: "The past life is already the 'past'; you need to think, look, and think more in the future."

"The three of us in the selection dungeon still get along well, but who can say what kind of monsters and ghosts we will encounter in the next world?"

The silver-haired girl is thoughtful, thinking all the way without thinking of how to answer.

In the end, she can only clench her fists and whisper: "I will blow up all the bad guys!"

……

The gate of the conference room opens, and the projection of the artificial intelligence Red Queen dissipates.

In the large tiered conference room that can accommodate thousands of people, the "elites" who are well-dressed, rich, and noble stand straight, neatly and uniformly, with fanatical expressions, shouting in unison: "Hello, Chairman White!"

Meng Yi, who is mischievous, has his playfulness aroused, waving his hand and smiling: "Hello, you've worked hard."

"Not hard!"

The loud answer is like a landslide and tsunami, as if to shake the ceiling of the conference room.

Walking along the aisle, Meng Yi tidies the collar of his lab coat and comes to the central area.

Meng Yi taps the table lightly with his fingers, and the microphone transmits the crisp sound throughout the conference room.

Instantly, the noisy conference room becomes silent, and there is no more noise.

The "elites" of capitalism in the conference room look at Meng Yi, whose figure looks slightly thin, fanatically and loyally, waiting for the instructions of "Chairman White."

"To make a long story short, there is only one purpose for calling you here today."

"At all costs, mobilize the capital behind you, invite the American dignitaries you can contact, and come to visit the 'latest achievements' of the Umbrella Corporation."

Meng Yi specifically asked about the physical condition of his teammates a few days ago to see if they could participate in low-intensity combat.

Getting the affirmative answer from his teammates, Meng Yi ordered the artificial intelligence Red Queen to urgently dispatch a "B.O.W." (Organic Biological Weapon) from the test area to the conference room, which is the familiar "T-virus infected · Tyrant."

"Little girl, you need to play a 'performance match' next, and you will win no matter what."