Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 54 54. D-4 and Qiao Ya's sisterly support
A few minutes later, in the Bullhorn Gorge that looked like a burning fire ruin, Lady Vulture walked with a hint of disgust under the protection of eight psychics.

There were at least three hundred corpses in this not-so-big canyon, and they had all been burned by the flames.

The taste is absolutely amazing!
Ms. Evil Vulture felt like she was walking in an open-air crematorium. She might not have been to a place called "Ganges", but she was lucky enough to appreciate the "scenery" of another world.

But now is not the time to worry about these strange things.

Not far away, two ascended psychic masters of Jiubang were arranging a rather mysterious ceremony, and their apprentices were busy around them. It looked like a group of professional shaman performing artists who were preparing to perform a lot of tricks for the audience.

Because of their "professional characteristics", psionicists often need to use materials that are highly compatible with psychic powers as a medium. Such materials are unlikely to come from any decent place, which has created a clothing style that makes all psionicists in the Badlands dress like "fashion masters".

Ms. Evil Eagle, who has two monster claws hanging on her wrists, is considered to have good fashion sense among psychics.

If you don’t believe me, just look at these two Ascended Masters in front of you!
The one on the left is wearing a leather coat decorated with the skin and tail of a fiery fire fox, boots made of swamp crocodile skin on the lower body, a bone staff decorated with a human skull in his hand, three ancient Egyptian-style jars hanging around his neck, and his ears, nose and mouth pierced with rings in a wasteland ritual.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this person traveled back to the barbaric period, he would be a "great prophet" level figure based on the way he is dressed.

If you think the girl on the left is dressed too exaggeratedly, then take a look at the girl on the right.

People just don’t wear it!

He was naked like an elite member of a nudist camp, with his skin covered with all kinds of strange and exaggerated tattoos that looked impressive, and his face was pierced with creepy nails at the intersections of the tattoos. He wore red leather shorts and was waving a lantern welded with psychic alloy in a mysterious manner, with two disciples lighting incense beside him.

But it seems that his hands were wet and he put too much incense, which caused this guy to be foggy and look like an exhibitionist from heaven.

However, Ms. Evil Eagle is no longer surprised by this.

Facing these abstract works created by the masters under her command, her face beneath the mask remained as calm as if her nerve endings had died.

Once upon a time, when she first came to the Evil Land and established the Eagle Nation, she was also an idealistic young woman. She also wanted to standardize the clothing style of the Eagle Nation. She didn't ask for it to be too neat, but at least she shouldn't dress like a perverted lunatic and run out to grind her bare buttocks, spinning around in circles in embarrassment.

But soon, after realizing the uncontrollable and extremely mysterious metaphysical characteristics of psychic power, Ms. Evil Eagle gave up that ridiculous fantasy.

After all, in a discipline where following exactly the same steps in the same ritual, using exactly the same materials, and even maintaining exactly the same posture can result in different results, it is only a matter of time before researchers embark on the path of pursuing metaphysics.

Every psychic master has his or her own unique casting habits and technique styles. Forcing them to have a uniform appearance will only delay their success rate in metaphysics.

So, let them do whatever they want, it’s their freedom to choose to be a madman or a pervert, as long as it works!
So, ten years after coming to the evil land, the once "refined urban girl" has also degenerated into an "extremely pragmatic metaphysical wizard". Well, no matter from which angle you look at it, this is a sad thing.

"Ma'am, we have checked the Niujiao Gorge battlefield and detected psychic residues here, but we were unable to obtain any effective tracking information."

A robed psychic came over and reported:

"The 'Flame Knight' below burned the entire canyon with flames during a few hours of madness, resulting in all the psychic energy left here being traces of it. This severely damaged the coordination of the psychic wind, causing other extractable symbolic samples to be damaged.

In this situation, unless we invite the time psychics of the Flash Organization to come back to trace back time, we will not be able to get the whole process of last night's battle."

"It's okay. There's no need to make such a fuss. It's just a simple matter. There's no need to force it if you can't do it. Besides, I'm more interested in this 'residue' itself than the truth of last night."

Ms. Vulture waved her hand.

She stepped forward and stood in the wreckage of the extinguished position, looking with great interest at the "fire man" wandering aimlessly in the scorched land below. The guy's flesh and bones were filled with flickering flames, and even his charred body could be seen in the occasional rise and fall of the flames.

This proves that he has gone through quite miserable torture, but miraculously maintains the current state of equilibrium of "stability within instability".

After a moment, the vulture turned to the mysterious psychic master beside him and said:

"Have you confirmed that there are two completely different sublimated energies in his body at the same time?"

"Yes, ma'am!"

The almost naked old psychic was a little excited. The old charlatan waved the horn made of the horn of the helmeted bull in his hand and said loudly:
"'Blood Wheel' Denar should have been shattered to pieces by the collision of two opposing sublimation forces, but he still miraculously maintained stability. Perhaps it was because the sublimators of the Snake Nation walked the oldest and most orthodox path of sublimation, which allowed them to control their own 'containers' far more than other sublimators, which allowed him to form his current posture.

The poor creature's life or death is of no value!
But in this accident, he showed us the possibility of coexistence of sublimated powers, and it is even the only solution to the problem of 'psychic attribute conversion and fusion' that we have been unable to find the direction for!

Miss!

This 'Flame Knight' is related to the continued extension of the power path of the Eagle State. He must be taken seriously and studied. Unfortunately, we don't have the equipment to deeply analyze the energy characteristics of this guy."

"Okay, I see. It looks like we have to trouble our collaborators and borrow their advanced research equipment. Hmm, this may be a shortcut to the 'answer'."

Ms. Evil Eagle narrowed her eyes beneath her mask and made a decision.

A moment later, in the Central City Building of the City-State District, Mr. Acholi, who had just relaxed with his secretary Weng Meiyu, received a call.

"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

The calm voice of the evil eagle sounded in the microphone, with a hint of reluctance of being "forced to do business".

"Let's put good and bad aside for now! Can't you just call me 'brother' like you did when we were kids? How did I offend you?"

Little Acholi, wearing his nightgown, stood in front of the French window, looking at the city that was regaining its vitality in front of him. This playboy from heaven couldn't help but complain:

"You are a girl, but you run around outside all day, hanging out with a bunch of weird psychics. I heard that those perverts don't even wear pants. Girl, I am really worried about your mental state now!"

"Shut up! Don't make me angry, I'm talking about serious matters this time!"

Ms. Evil Eagle gnashed her teeth and scolded:

"The guy you're looking for is missing. I still don't know how he solved the mess in Niujiao Gorge, but the fact is that you seem to have underestimated the destructive power of that guy.

Let me just say this.

With the ability to stir up trouble that he has shown so far, even if I really capture him and send him to you, you will not be able to control him, so I advise you to give up. This is for the sake of your life.

I won't say anything if you play around with the vase, but now you are trying to tease a tiger that has seen blood, which is simply courting death."

"Oh?"

The governor of the surface city-state area, Little Acholi, blinked and said:

"This is the first time I've heard my sister, who is so ambitious, say such things about a stranger. Frankly speaking, this makes me feel jealous, but, well, you know I listen to advice the most, especially from you. I will stay away from that dangerous guy as you wish.

This is bad news.

What about the good news?

"The good news is that I am trying to capture a special dangerous individual. The peculiarity of this guy will definitely attract the attention of the Flash Organization!"

Ms. Evil Vulture reminded:
"I will send it to the City State through the Eagle State channel, and you will submit it to the laboratory of the Flash Organization in your name. It would be best if you can hand it over to Roger in person."

"You know very well that I don't get along with that arrogant guy!"

Little Acholi curled his lips and said:
“What about our relationship?

It's probably the kind of situation where we don't even want to pretend anymore, and we want to kill each other when we're not together. If this thing is really as important as you say, I can use it to win over other scientific research groups, such as the ambitious and aggressive Parness Group, which has a very high-end biological research laboratory under its command."

"The Parnis Group can't handle it. Let me be frank. Only the Flash Organization can study the uniqueness of this thing in the Badlands environment. And I need you to copy their research results for me. It is very important to me and the Eagle Nation."

Ms. Evil Vulture said directly:
"And haven't you always wanted to get your hands on the Shunguang Organization? This is a good opportunity! Find the highly respected Professor Qiaosna as a middleman and reach an agreement with Roger that both parties can accept."

"Well, Professor Josna died in a plane crash just before the Moon of Madness."

Little Acholi interrupted his sister's plan with a look of pain on his face. He sighed and said:
"At least that's what the investigation found.

But I feel that there is something fishy about this. Professor Qiao Sina went to the Castle of the End to extract Wu Qinhu's current physiological data. She and I had just agreed to try to copy Wu Qinhu's "cyborg" as our trump card, but she crashed on the way back.

The samples she collected were destroyed in an accident, and the subsequent investigation ended hastily. There must be something fishy here!
Apart from other things, the mechanical guards around Professor Qiaosna never leave. They are the most advanced intelligent mechanical protectors. Even in the event of a plane crash, they can protect Professor Qiaosna and keep her alive. But the intelligent mechanical guard named "Ivy" is missing.
This is clearly a despicable assassination, sister, it must be Roger behind it!

The purpose is to warn me, the surface governor, to be quiet and not to interfere in his territory."

"What? Professor Qiaosna is dead?"

There was a hint of surprise and regret in the voice of the Evil Vulture Lady. She sighed and said:
"She was once my most respected researcher. The 'pioneer' twenty years ago was suspected to have some relationship with her. I always felt that Professor Qiaosna knew something, but she just didn't want to say it. Now, she has returned to the evil land with this secret."

"I heard that Professor Qiao Si Na was our father's assistant for a period of time when she was young. Do you think it is possible that the charming lady almost became our stepmother?"

Little Acholi asked a question that almost made the Evil Vulture's brain freeze. After several seconds, the latter sighed and said:

"Forget it, you have such a brain. Find a middleman again. After I send this special sample over, as long as you operate it well, Roger will not be able to stop you from spreading your influence to the Flash Organization. Although that organization was established by my father and entrusted to his students, the Flash Three Heroes cannot completely win over the hearts of the people. Some of the senior project leaders are still in a neutral state in the confrontation between you and Roger.

You should take this opportunity to win them over!"

"Okay, leave it to me."

Little Acholi nodded.

Before the other party hung up, he glanced at Weng Meiyu, who was humming a song as she walked out of the bathroom and was applying makeup in the mirror naked. He seemed to have thought of something and asked his sister again:
"What was the name of the 'forerunner' you keep talking about who disappeared twenty years ago?"

"Weng Yafen! She was once the candidate for the position of the Weng family and a truly gifted scholar. However, she eventually gave up on inheriting the family business and chose to go to the evil land to search for the answer. It is said that she found it, and then she died. It is a pity that this sick world missed a precious opportunity."

A few minutes later, after finishing the call, little Acholi walked behind the fragrant secretary, put his arm around the slender waist of the little goblin very intimately, put his head on Xiaoyu's white shoulder, and buried it in her long hair.

"What's wrong? You want to do it again?"

Secretary Xiaoyu, er, no, "Dayu" chuckled and said:
"Not now, I have to go home. My brother will be back for dinner these nights. I have my heart set on you and have neglected my family for too long."

"It's nothing. Family is the most important thing. It's worth your energy to take good care of them. So, go and do your own thing. I've never lacked women around me, you know."

Little Acholi did not hide his scumbag nature. He whispered:

"I just suddenly remembered one thing, about why I chose you to be my secretary in the consortium system when I first arrived."

"Isn't it because I fit your aesthetic?"

While putting on makeup, Weng Meiyu changed her posture so that the man could appreciate her better. She said:
"Isn't it because of the Weng Group's position in the consortium system that it can help you master the downstream medical industry chain in the city-state area more quickly?"

"Of course, of course."

Little Acholi smiled, and after leaving a strawberry on his secretary's smooth back, he patted her irresistible buttocks in a frivolous manner and said:

"I remember you once said that besides your brother, you also had an aunt who treated you very well?"

"Yes, it's a pity that Aunt Fen has been missing for many years. If she hadn't disappeared, why would my brother and I have to start from scratch and work hard on our own? Humph, with Aunt Fen's ability, if she had inherited the family business back then, the Weng Group would have defeated the ridiculous Parnis Group long ago.

But that's not a good thing either.

If things had developed like that, wouldn't I have been unable to meet you, and wouldn't have been able to be with you like I am now?"

"Well, you are really a top-notch green tea, dear, but who can blame me for liking your flirtatiousness?"
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"You look very bad, Miss Qiao Ya. You must not have had a good rest during this period. Now that the aircraft is running smoothly, you should take the time to catch up on some sleep."

As Wu Neng took over the control of the aircraft and headed straight for the target, D-4 acted as a waiter in the cabin, holding a few drinks.

She handed the orange-flavored energy supplement in her hand to Qiao Ya, who was sitting in a trance, and said softly:

"D-4 doesn't really understand the mixed emotions between humans yet, but D-4 is sure that experiencing many ups and downs in a short period of time will have a very bad impact on physical health. Considering your current important position in the team, you should pay more attention to your own health so as not to add unnecessary decision-making burden to Mr. Zhou Ke."

"what?"

Qiao Ya held the drink and looked at D-4 with surprise. She said:
"I haven't thought about these things. Too many things have happened during this period. But I'm curious, what do you think my position is in this team? Am I not just a burden who can't do anything and can only vent his emotions?"

"No, no, no, you obviously don't have a good understanding of your own position, but considering your first half of life experience, D-4 believes that this self-perception is normal."

The robot had finished delivering the drinks and there was nothing else for her to do.

She entered the "standby" mode and made a simple decision in her rational circuit, deciding to sit next to Qiao Ya and chat with her.

On the one hand, the free will extended by his awakening disease urgently needs complete mimicry and personification in order to adjust his current behavioral logic and decision-making system.

Chatting with humans and learning human thinking patterns helps build personality.

On the other hand, as a mature auxiliary robot, after establishing Zhou Ke as the "second master", the very motivated D-4 believed that it was necessary for him to assist Zhou Ke in dealing with some small matters that did not involve important decisions but would seriously distract him.

For example, Joeya's situation.
Therefore, after D-4 sat down, he began to explain to Qiao Ya using his own understanding:
"This team was formed due to a series of accidents. There is a lack of time and emotional accumulation to form a reliable emotional bond between each other. Everyone obeys Mr. Zhou Ke because of his leadership qualities and decision-making ability in a series of major decisions. However, this cannot change Mr. Zhou Ke's shortcomings.

That is, he and the members of Slag Town still lack trust and effective channels of communication.

After all, his position as leader is equivalent to inheriting from Mr. Ohm, but Miss Qiao Ya, you don't realize that Mr. Ohm's favorite leader candidate is actually you."

"I?"

Qiao Ya sighed.

She looked at the drink in her hand, thinking back to what had happened in the past, and said:

“But I can’t do anything.”

"No, you just don't realize your abilities."

D-4 patiently explained:

“My last boss, Professor Qiao Sina, had her own set of methodologies when managing the research team. I was fortunate to have recorded this management plan from her. Everyone in the team should clearly define their position and do their job well.

For example, in the current situation, because of your identity, the members of Slag Town have a natural sense of closeness to you, especially the important combat force Qiao Shan, and the important experienced person Lao Taf.

They obey Mr. Zhou Ke but are closer to you.

In this case, if you make the wrong choice at some important decision points, it will easily lead to the split of the team. Therefore, D-4 believes that your most important responsibility at present is to assist Mr. Zhou Ke in building the team framework and strengthening his prestige as the leader.

Mr. Zhou Ke's style of doing things is very casual, and he doesn't care what other people think or say about him.

This is actually a huge hidden danger!"

"How to say?"

Qiao Ya was attracted by D-4's analysis. She glanced at Zhou Ke, who was learning to fly a plane with Wu Neng in the front passenger seat, and whispered:

"What's the hidden danger?"

"Mr. Zhou Ke often shows a very rational and cold bias when making decisions related to safety."

D-4 also lowered his voice and said to Qiao Ya:
"I copied Lord Wuneng's behavior strategy in the Castle of the End from him. At a critical juncture, he gave up a group of wastelanders who were once regarded as assistants without hesitation in exchange for a certain amount of safe operation time.

In other words, he used the lives of more than a hundred people as bargaining chips, which gave him time to treat Ajie who was seriously injured at the time.

In this decision, Mr. Zhou Ke obviously made a rather cruel and brilliant decision based on the closeness of the relationship.

Therefore, D-4 makes the judgment that if you cannot reach the same important position as Ajie in Mr. Zhou Ke's heart before the next dangerous decision node arrives, then once Mr. Zhou Ke needs to make a decision to abandon you, you will most likely be abandoned as a sacrifice. "

The white-haired robot paused, giving Qiao Ya some time to accept it, and then continued:

"But don't worry, Miss Qiao Ya. Mr. Zhou Ke has a positive attitude towards the theory of contract. Under the influence of Mr. Ohm, you will be the last victim to be abandoned under any circumstances.

According to D-4's current judgment, Mr. Zhou Ke's decision-making priority when making the sacrifice decision should be: Ajie>D-4≥Qiao Ya>Old Taff>Qiao Shan>Warren Taff=Little Lake Taff>A Miao.

Once a situation occurs that requires a dangerous decision, the probability of Ms. A Miao being abandoned will be as high as over 70%. However, due to Ms. A Miao's special identity, once this decision is implemented, it is likely to trigger a chain reaction, causing Mr. Zhou Ke to abandon the old Taf family.

The people in the second half of the decision-making priority seriously lack a way to quickly close the distance with Mr. Zhou Ke. Therefore, D-4 believes that the key to saving their lives lies in your next series of actions!

That’s your role and responsibility on the team.”

D-4 looked at Qiao Ya and said seriously:
“It may seem that Mr. Zhou Ke will make a cruel decision, but in fact, whether they can survive depends on whether you can shoulder your responsibility as an important medium for communication between Mr. Zhou Ke and other members of the team.

Therefore, your next work will be very stressful, Ms. Qiao Ya. D-4 suggests that you take a good rest.

Mr. Zhou Ke has very high requirements for the work ability of his subordinates. Unless you can reach Ajie's level of "supreme loyalty" overnight, compared with possible enemies, Mr. Zhou Ke is actually a more dangerous individual to you in terms of threat.

Of course, you can also try to overthrow Mr. Zhou Ke’s leadership to avoid the worst outcome.”

At this point, D-4 sighed and said in a very human way:

"But once you do that, D-4 will become your enemy, so D-4 hopes that you will not make such a foolish decision. From a military perspective, after losing Mr. Ohm, you really have no chance of winning."

(End of this chapter)