Chapter 103: Negotiation

That was a polite voice.

Ding Mo was startled, only then discovering that inside the mourning hall, a "Cyborg" had appeared at some point!

His entire body was fitted with bronze-colored plating, and on his mechanical-looking head was a pair of prosthetic eyes glowing with blue light!

The "Cyborg" was currently standing beside him, gripping his arm.

What weighed most heavily on Ding Mo was that the prosthetic limb the "Cyborg" was using to grab him not only possessed immense strength,

but had even passed through the "Curtain" he had already pulled halfway down!

The transparent barrier dissipated, the mourning hall stabilized, and Ding Mo stared at him without saying a word.

He could feel that within the prosthetic limb gripping him, a powerful electric current lay dormant; if he moved even slightly, he would immediately suffer the consequences!

Not only that, Ding Mo's intuition told him that beneath this guy's steel body, something extremely dangerous had already been activated and was on the verge of erupting.

"A wise decision," the "Cyborg" praised.

This familiar tone and the neither humble nor arrogant etiquette finally allowed Ding Mo to confirm his identity—the Guardian!

"Mr. Guardian!" Fei Xue ran to his side at this moment.

"My apologies, I am late," the Guardian said, glancing at the coffin,

"to the point that a tragedy was nearly caused."

"No, you arrived within 3 seconds of my call; that was fast enough," Fei Xue shook her head slightly, then cast her gaze toward Ding Mo.

Facing the guy who had nearly destroyed this place, Fei Xue gritted her teeth and looked at him with some resentment:

"We must quickly dispose of this person; he is too dangerous!"

"Heh, this kid is indeed not simple," Yuan Zi'ang also gathered around, pointing his gun barrel clearly at Ding Mo's head, and chuckled:

"Kid, we aren't people who kill the innocent indiscriminately; just let me enter your brain to take a look, and then I'll just delete some memories."

Ding Mo looked at him coldly: "If you've got the guts, come and try!"

Although the situation was currently unfavorable, even at the risk of being killed, he would absolutely not let a lunatic like this enter his brain to mess around!

He did not want to taste the unknown consequences of having his memories scrambled again.

Moreover, that guy who called himself the "Guardian" had not truly attacked him yet; perhaps...

Sure enough, just as his voice fell, the Guardian shook his head:

"Everyone, please remain calm! If things continue like this, it will benefit neither side."

Once these words were spoken, Fei Xue's eyes shifted, seemingly sensing something, and she asked in surprise:

"Mr. Guardian, what do you mean?"

Yuan Zi'ang's gaze also focused on him. It seemed the "Guardian" held a very high status within the Mirror Organization.

"The original intention of the Mirror Organization is to help imprisoned Polluters, to save and connect humans with normal cognition, and to save this world, which is gradually being eroded by the uncanny, in a relatively correct way."

The Guardian suddenly said this string of words, then looked toward Fei Xue:

"Am I correct, Ms. Fei Xue?"

"..." Fei Xue nodded, signaling for him to continue.

"Since that is the case, we should unite all forces that can be united," the Guardian said, his blue-glowing eyes looking toward Ding Mo:

"Cooperation is the optimal solution for humans in most situations."

At this, everyone understood.

Hearing this, Fei Xue gradually frowned, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

Ding Mo also sneered and said: "Let me cooperate with a group of people who just wanted to dig into my brain? Heh..."

"How am I supposed to cooperate? By offering up my head!?"

"..." Yuan Zi'ang listened and said with slight helplessness:

"I already said, this won't cause you too much impact; there's really no need to be so worried."

The Guardian also said at this time: "Dr. Yuan is right, but the Nao Dai Gai Zao Shou Shu does indeed carry some risks. If you do not wish to accept it,"

"Lord Ding Mo, we can of course stop here."

"..." Yuan Zi'ang sighed at this moment, seemingly quite regretful about this, but ultimately did not raise any objections.

Fei Xue did the same.

"..."

If that was the case, then things were not without a turning point. At least both sides had room for acceptance.

Seeing this, Ding Mo hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Since that's the case, let's talk."

"Ah~ a peaceful negotiation, a delightful shift in the wind!" The Guardian finally let go of Ding Mo's arm.

Beside the brightly lit "Chang Zhuo," the three people and one machine began to discuss.

"I see, so you mean your philosophy is different from the Processing Bureau?" Ding Mo touched his chin.

"Yes," Fei Xue, who had returned to the main seat, nodded.

She took a breath and said slowly:

"The Processing Bureau hopes to control everything and nip the uncanny in the bud. They also view humans who coexist with the uncanny as threats and control them,"

"and even intend to eliminate them!"

"But they are increasingly unable to suppress all of this. We... I mean, so-called 'Polluters' are becoming more and more numerous,"

"'Mirror Organization' helps Polluters, helping them survive in the 'Typewriter' Tasks."

"In a certain way—for example, Dr. Yuan's Nao Dai Gai Zao Shou Shu—we make ourselves more tenacious!"

"And the surgery is just one of our many methods!"

So the so-called 'membership test' is both a 'test' and a channel for bestowing power... Ding Mo understood.

"Not bad." Yuan Zi'ang adjusted his glasses at this moment, and he sighed hypocritically:

"Oh my~ by rejecting me, you are equivalent to rejecting a piece of extraordinary power. How about it? Regretting it now, aren't you?

"If you regret it, the door to my operating room is always open to you..."

"No need." Before he could finish his sentence, Ding Mo shook his head and refused.

Yuan Zi'ang was immediately choked up, but after reacting, he just smiled, seemingly not minding at all.

He didn't speak again, while Fei Xue continued:

"Ding Mo, let me put it this way: a new era is coming!

"As for the Processing Bureau..."

Speaking up to this point, she paused, and touched the "Chang Zhuo" with a look that was part anger and part sorrow:

"Those stubborn bastards, it is time for them to exit the stage!

"'We' are the main force of humanity resisting the weird! This is the inevitable trend of the future!"

So that's how it is... Ding Mo understood even more clearly now.

In Fei Xue's words, she spoke with great fervor and high spirits.

But to put it plainly,

it was nothing more than the so-called 'Polluters' becoming more and more numerous, finally forming a class.

This class, they were increasingly dissatisfied with the power they had obtained and the inhumane treatment they received from the world,

and were simply wanting to rebel.

It wasn't to say this was wrong—where there is oppression, there is resistance.

The Tide of history rolls forward; whether it be the bourgeoisie or any other class, one day they will ascend the stage of history.

It was just that Ding Mo was not interested in this.

He said indifferently: "Oh."

"..." Seeing his indifferent reaction, Fei Xue and the others frowned slightly, and the blue eyes of the 'Guardian' also flickered a few times as it raised its head slightly.

But before they could speak, Ding Mo changed the subject and said:

"I can help you. You help the Polluters, you use various methods to help them control the Pollution, and you give them weird powers,

"isn't it because you need the power of dangerous individuals like me?

"No problem, not a problem at all.

"But I also need some... professional advice.

"By the way, let me ask one thing: you aren't planning to go to war with the 'Processing Bureau' in the near future, are you?"

Fei Xue replied: "Although we have been planning for this for a long time, now that the organization has grown to this point, we are indeed still missing an opportunity."

How long have you been preparing? Decades? Ding Mo suppressed the speculation in his heart and said seriously:

"Help me recover my memories, and I will owe you a favor."

Fei Xue and Yuan Zi'ang exchanged a glance, and the latter smiled:

"This request is not high... but you must think it through,

"even for me, when it comes to this field, I cannot act recklessly.

"Moreover, the prerequisite for my treatment is that you must agree to let me enter your brain. Of course, because there is no need to perform surgery, I only need to enter the shallow layer.

"This won't see your specific memories; it can only observe some traces, for example: knowing roughly what the state of your brain is, and how many times you have experienced Ren Zhi Zuan Gai and distortion."