My name is Ren

Chapter 699 Chapter [-] The pursuit of eternity will inevitably encounter various problems until eternity comes or dies
"Dead?" Nietzsche's expression was very strange, he couldn't help laughing, the fat on his face shook, he pushed away the greyhounds in uniform, walked to the side of the bed, and looked at the already dead man on the bed. Ferraz stiffened.

The corpse of the old tyrant has long been as hard as a sculpture. The ferocious expression on his face is not much different from when he was alive. Although the soul has left the body and life has left him, the fierce light in his eyes It seems that there is still a little temperature left.Almost all the fingernails on his fingers were turned over, and the dried blood turned black and formed black lumps, as if he had touched hell with both hands, and the flames of hell were starting to burn upwards along his fingers.

Nietzsche put on his gloves and touched the old tyrant's head. There was no sunken place, and there was no obvious wound. Except for the collapsed nose and rotten teeth, it was obvious that injuries to his hands would not cause such terrible things as human death. Happened, the problem still appeared on his face.He tilted his head and looked at the coroner next to him-this is a new profession that appeared after Ryan came to power.Before that, any dissection of the human body was a crime, and in the eyes of others, it was an act of blasphemy.

Although there are many alchemists who are proficient in the structure of the human body, they are always sneaky when they study corpses.After Ryan came to power, he made many changes, and the appearance of the coroner was just one of them. The alchemists who were willing to cut the human body into pieces cheered for His Majesty Ryan, thinking that he was also a firm warrior who pursued the truth.

"How did he die?" Ni picked the gloves and threw them into the trash can beside him, "I always want to give everyone a passable explanation, no matter who sees this guy like this, he will not believe that he is a natural Death, they believe even more that we killed him!" Nietzsche couldn't help frowning when he saw Ferraz's face as if it had been hit by a bull.

In addition to the "truth", the truth needs to be handed over to Ferraz. When those people see him like this, they will inevitably think of other things, such as Spielko or other guys who committed suicide.

So the meaning of this sentence is that he doesn't care how Ferraz died, in short, the coroner will tell him a "truth" that others can accept, even if this "truth" is fabricated, as long as there is certain evidence as the basis Support, then this is the real cause of Ferraz's death.

The coroner couldn't hear these things, so he just had a copy of the case file handed over to Nietzsche, and raised Ferraz's leg with his hands, so that Nietzsche could see a hidden incision on the inside of Ferraz's jaw, " Mr. Ferraz has a heart disease. The most terrible thing about this disease is that no one knows when the heart will suddenly stop beating. According to our research on this case, we conclude that A conclusion, when a person's mood swings violently, the heart may go on strike."

"As for why Mr. Ferraz has violent mood swings..." The coroner stretched out his fingers to dig through the incision in Ferraz's throat, and took out a small whitish tube with obvious layers.There is some redness and swelling on the tube that hasn't subsided, obviously this is not normal.The coroner pointed to the red and swollen place and said: "This is the upper part of the trachea. For some reasons, as you can see, it swelled up. This redness made Mr. Ferraz extremely limited in the air he could take with each breath. Being in a process of gradually depriving himself of oxygen, which most likely caused his mood swings of fear, so he ended up scaring himself to death."

The coroner took out a sharp knife and cut open the red and swollen area, but accidentally found a broken tooth embedded in it. Perhaps this was the real cause of his death.

Looking at a sharp and thorny tooth that was taken out of his throat, Nietzsche pondered, "So Mr. Ferraz fell in panic because a tooth blocked his trachea, and then Death from heart disease, is that so?"

The coroner immediately glanced at Nietzsche with the eyes of a fool, bowed his head slightly, "Yes, you are right."

Nietzsche showed a relaxed smile in satisfaction, "Very well, I still need to contact His Majesty, as long as someone discloses this information before His Majesty's approval...", he sneered, and immediately ordered My assistant, "Let everyone present sign a non-disclosure agreement, the lowest level."

Not long after, Ryan got the news that Ferraz was dead.

"Dead?" Ren also felt a little unbelievable, "How did he die? Did you abuse him or beat him? God of light, poor old guy!", The time spent in Sunset City is not too long , but what he said "the god of light is above" is very smooth.

Then Nietzsche told Rennes all the details of the incident before and after, and Rennes realized that this was really an accident, an accident that made him feel surprised.The old thing who was afraid of death finally died in his own hands. Regarding Ferraz, the old tyrant, Ren obviously knew him better than anyone else.Others only saw his brutality, but Ren saw the core reason for his nostalgia for power, which was still fear of death.

Some people may think that power has no direct relationship with fear of death, but it is not the case. Power not only brings control over the infrastructure, but also can win various scarce resources for oneself.If he handed over the power in his hands to his descendants, and the Imperial Research Institute happened to research something that could delay the cause of human death, how would he obtain these results after losing his power?

A member of the Golden Nobility?
That's not enough!

In addition, power can make people forget their age to a certain extent, and forget that they are already an old man who is about to die.If phantom gods are a deception to the world, then power is a deception to oneself!
He clings to power because he is afraid of death, but now he doesn't have to worry about it anymore, because he's done.

"Your Majesty, what should we do next?" Nietzsche asked cautiously. Ferraz's death was definitely not planned. Originally, Ren meant to use Ferraz as a springboard to pull more people into the water. At the same time The reason why he left the imperial capital was also to give those people's secret opponents a chance, a chance to overthrow the Alcanian dynasty.Once these people collude to take advantage of Rennes' chance to stay away from the political core of the empire, and declare the Alcanian family's rule illegal, it will be enough to deal Rennes a fatal blow.

It's just that I never expected that Ferraz would die like this, and those guys that Ren originally hoped they would jump out, I'm afraid they will also die.

He didn't hesitate for a moment. Although Ferraz's death was not planned, he was still able to make a quick judgment, "Hide the news first, find a master of handwriting imitation, let him imitate Ferraz's Handwriting and tone of voice, contact with the outside world. All those who knew about this matter were temporarily imprisoned strictly, and sent someone to take the initiative to bridge the gap for them, and gave them enough visible opportunities to let them have a good time. fan."

"If the news is not hidden, it is announced that Ferraz deeply felt that his treasonous behavior had hurt the empire that raised him, so he took the path of Spelko and chose to end his life. The rest All the members of the Capperfield family will be sent to Bell Concentration Camp, understand?"

Nietzsche on the other side of the magic sound box had a fine layer of oily sweat on his forehead. He nodded again and again with a serious expression, "I think I understand Your Majesty, if it succeeds..."

"Then do as planned and keep everyone shut up."

After Ren answered the last question, there was no more sound in the magic sound box, and the blue magic tide caused by the magic resonance also quickly subsided.Nietzsche took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was not the first time he felt the horror of Rennes, the desperately fast reaction speed, the extremely sensitive sense of smell and processing ability for politics, and the cruelty. He is a man with dark eyes, what an amazing emperor!

After closing the magic sound box, Ren took out a thumb-sized crystal bottle from his arms. The bottle was filled with golden liquid, emitting a faint fluorescence.This golden liquid seems to be alive, flowing slowly in the smooth crystal bottle, like a fish or a snake, drilling around.

This is divinity, high-purity divinity, and it took the blood of nearly fifty descendants with the blood of gods to condense such a small bottle.Originally, those guys planned to kill the chickens and take the eggs, directly kill the members of the gold nobles, and then extract a certain amount of divinity in one go for research.But Ren rejected this proposal. Compared with the sustainable development that each person can take three to five hundred milliliters of blood every three months, those people's brains are really not enough.

With Rennes' idea, the inner camp of the Bell Concentration Camp was completely remodeled immediately, and the gold nobles who were imprisoned here would become the "blood bank" in this "farm".Although life may be a bit miserable, it is definitely much better than death. As long as you are honest, you may not be able to be happy!

This bottle of divinity is the most pure divinity condensed from the first bottle. Three days ago, people from Bell Concentration Camp delivered it to Rennes.When Ren held the small bottle, a desire suddenly grew in his body. His body and his instinct were telling him that his body needed this.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted it slowly, and a drop of golden divinity timidly dripped out of the bottle and landed on the table.The not-so-high drop caused the drop of golden liquid to splash and burst in an instant, but soon the scattered golden liquid gathered together again as if something was calling them.The strange environment made the golden liquid move slowly and fearfully, but soon it seemed to figure out what the surrounding environment was like, and began to quickly wander around the table.Touch the letter paper, touch the inkwell, or get in and out of the book.

Unknowingly, Ren only felt his shoulders sink, and a kitten covered in various colors sat on his shoulders, licking its paws, looking at the one on the table with piercing eyes. Golden liquid running around.

It meowed twice, but Ren didn't respond. In the next second, it threw itself on the table, stretched out its red flexible tongue, and sucked the drop of golden liquid into its mouth.

With a plop, Kate fell directly on the table, her limbs stretched straight, and her whole body was trembling, but there was an inexplicable excitement hidden in its wide-eyed eyes, as well as a trace of elusive wisdom—wisdom!
Ren held Kate's tail and threw the guy to the sofa aside. After deliberating for a moment, he poured all the golden liquid in the crystal bottle into his mouth.These golden liquids look like liquids, but they are actually a manifestation of a higher-level substance. It is not like water that needs to pass through the throat, esophagus, and gastric pouch and finally enter the intestines to be absorbed.These divinities seep in the moment the entrance falls on the tongue.

The power brought by the high-purity divinity is also huge. Ren only felt a tingle in his throat, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood with golden spots.

He could feel that something in his body became more active, and at the same time, his body was also dying more quickly.

Perhaps, not even a year has passed.

He clenched his fists, leaned back on the chair, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

He had a dream, a very strange dream. He dreamed that he became an omnipotent god, but entered a space that was always dark.There is no sun, no moon, nothing here, and it will always be a darkness where you can't see your fingers.He felt something wrapped around his body, getting tighter and tighter!
Soon there was a spot of light in the darkness, and the surrounding darkness was quickly replaced by light. The busy city suddenly appeared around him, and he stood right in the middle of the road.

While he was still in a trance, someone suddenly cursed, "Crazy, can you go?"

The sound brought Ren back to his senses, and he looked at the car and the people in it with a strange expression.

"Can you walk on horseback?"

Only then did Ryan realize that he was standing on the motorway, just blocking the car.He smiled and nodded in apology, and walked to the side of the road, watching the familiar man impatiently driving his car and disappearing at the end of the road.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, and according to some strange memories, he walked to a community and stopped on a certain floor of a certain building.He stretched out his finger, and a thin thorny vine sprang out from the fingertip, piercing into the keyhole.

The door opened quickly, and a woman with a startled and fearful face, wearing an apron and holding a kitchen knife, looked at him timidly, "You... who are you?"

(End of this chapter)