Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 329 Meeting
"How is it? Isn't this feeling very fascinating?"

He Ya patiently guided her. Duan Mingyuan's abilities were so convenient that she envied him. Changing cognition and bringing the dead back to life, these two points alone were enough to bring countless conveniences, and she believed that Duan Mingyuan could do much more than that.

It was the rules and regulations on Blue Star that restricted Duan Mingyuan.

For a long time, he was an upright ordinary person.

But she believed that he would not be like that soon. Even though this Transcendent still seemed a little... dishonest at this stage, he had developed his abilities far more than before in just a few months.

Once the desire for power takes a step forward, it is difficult to go back. Even if the person himself does not lose himself in the desire brought by power, the external environment will force him to continue along this path.

This made Heya excited.

Now is the time to place bets on who will be the ultimate winner among the companies, the Chamber of Commerce, humans, and even the "Cocoon", which makes her relive the thrill of gambling.

She was once regarded as the goddess of trade by the Semites. It is generally believed that the Semites' shrewdness and gambling nature originated from her. Heya did not deny this issue.

She liked the thrilling feeling of placing a bet, but unfortunately, after completing her "cocooning", there were very few unknown gambles in the universe. She became the creator of the gamble, and could only recall a hint of pleasure through the emotions emitted by those gamblers who were scattered throughout the universe and used their lives as chips.

“Not obsessed.”

Duan Mingyuan felt that He Ya seemed a little emotional. From the beginning, she was as excited as a primary school student who found out that she was going on a spring outing tomorrow.

He also didn't find it exciting to be Sergeant Law-Duan.

"Aren't you going in?"

He Ya has become accustomed to Duan Mingyuan's dishonesty. If she imagines this kind of stubbornness as tsundere, it makes her feel very excited. Therefore, every once in a while, she has to "stimulate" Duan Mingyuan.

Of course, the right measure must be struck.

The show on Prison Star was approaching its climax, and she was just a weak honeycomb drone now. She didn't want Duan Mingyuan to be overstimulated and yell "Shut up" and smash the drone into pieces.

Heya reminded, "Your 'subordinates' have been in there for a long time."

Just now, the Ghost team members shouted: "Shut up, the sergeant is the best soldier, he will be fine!"

This sentence was directed at Eisenberg, and it was obvious that the first meeting between the two parties did not seem pleasant.

Heya couldn't help but sigh at the convenience of Duan Mingyuan's ability again. After only meeting him once, he had already become the most trusted sergeant of the ghosts. This was much more convenient than these "gods". They needed to guide the believers to set up churches and write books to brainwash them over and over again, but Duan Mingyuan... he only needed to enter your brain and modify part of the memory.

Sergeant Lao-Duan was a bit conservative. As long as Duan Mingyuan was willing, he could become the supreme operational commander of the cyborgs at any time, or even the mechanical pioneer they believed in.

Cyborgs do not believe in gods, but they trust mechanical pioneers to guide them in the digital world.

"We have to wait for the sergeant to come back!"

After hearing the fourth firm call, Duan Mingyuan walked into the laboratory where Dr. Eisenberg-Adler was.

This place was no different from any top laboratory he knew, filled with instruments he couldn't name, and Dr. Eisenberg didn't seem to be an easy person to get along with. He looked at Duan Mingyuan arrogantly and coldly for a moment, then asked, "Your superiors should have informed you to bring something for me."

Although Duan Mingyuan's dress style was out of tune with the ghosts, Eisenburg did not intend to question his identity. "Something went wrong up there. The captain couldn't come in person to protect us, but the same goes for Sergeant Lao-Duan."

One of the ghosts explained.

In fact, he had already explained this problem to Eisenberg before.

This is undoubtedly a troublesome target. He himself does not have a strong desire to escape from the Prison Planet, and he can't wait to ask about "that thing" as soon as they meet.

But they had not received any instructions in this regard, and the captain did not mention this to them for some reason.

Faced with Eisenburg's refusal to cooperate, they were already considering whether to knock the target unconscious and take him out.

After all, their mission was to rescue Eisenberg-Adler from the prison planet, and they were not required to maintain a good relationship with this difficult scientist.

The ghosts have always been at odds with the identity of scientists. They were originally created by scientists as "weapons" to fight the intelligent machine crisis, and they destroyed their creators with their own hands.

All the team members looked at Duan Mingyuan.

As soon as the sergeant opened his mouth, they would knock Eisenberg unconscious and carry him back.

"You guys go out first, I'll come and talk to him in person."

Duan Mingyuan gave instructions.

The ghosts did not suspect anything and immediately left the laboratory, leaving the space to Duan Mingyuan and Eisenburg.

When the room was quiet again, Eisenburg suddenly asked, "Sergeant Ghost, Transcendent, Blue Star Man, which one is your true identity?"

He didn't seem surprised by Duan Mingyuan's arrival, nor did he have any intention of leaving. Instead, he sat upright in the chair.

Eisenburg has been observing the relationship between the ghosts and Duan Mingyuan, and he can see absolute trust in the ghosts' eyes.

"You can choose either one."

"Mr. Duan Mingyuan, I have to admit that your methods are much more sophisticated than mine. All I could tamper with was the program, but you tampered with other people's memories."

Eisenberg picked up the hot coffee he had just brewed and said, "The company really needs talents like you. By the way, I also participated in the brain-computer implant project. The project leader was my mentor. He never found a way to tamper with the cognition and memory of cyborgs until his death."

And today, decades later, a man from Blue Star whose name had never been heard of in the academic world, unexpectedly fulfilled his mentor's long-cherished wish with ease.

If you think about it carefully, you will find that Sergeant Lao-Duan's identity is full of loopholes, but the ghosts believe it.

"You modified the judge's procedures."

"As I said, my mentor is an expert in the field of artificial intelligence. Artificial intelligence also has its limitations. During the design process, my mentor was hired as a consultant and participated in the project throughout the entire process... But I guess you are not here for the Judge. What interests you is something else."

Aisenburg paused and glanced at the electronic newspaper on the table. "I heard about the crash of the Laurel. The Silver Lotus family lost something, and they think you stole it."

(End of this chapter)