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There was another very influential thing. Kaguya Shinomiya's action of removing the seal of the psychic node almost completely exposed the existence of psychic energy to the surface of human society.

This situation has made both the private and government sectors pay more attention to research in this area.

At the same time, countries and regions with rich historical backgrounds have also set off a craze in the search for things related to psychic power.

According to some experts, this will be a turning point in human history.

In the bustling city of Newland, in Albert's mansion in the suburbs

S was skillfully helping Albert, who had just woken up, to change into formal clothes. It could be said that he had no time to slack off during this period of time. Not only did the company have a large amount of affairs to deal with, but the cooperation with the Shinomiya Group also required a president like him to hold various press conferences.

"S, if I had known it would be so troublesome now, I might as well have just let Shinomiya Kaguya give me the Shinomiya Group."

With his lips pouted adorably, Albert complained to S who was tying his tie.

"Master, if that's the case, we're probably going to have to deal with ten times more trouble now."

S was a little impressed by Albert's creative ideas. It seemed impossible to think about such a thing.

Although she didn't know what method her master used to not only make Kaguya Shinomiya release her, but also to achieve today's cooperation.

But S is still quite fortunate. After all, if things go normally, Hermes Technology will be able to reap huge benefits.

"The young master must be very happy."

With this thought in mind, and the joy of reunion after a "long" separation, S worked even harder.

"Well, this is not bad either. I just need to go on stage and read the script."

"Speaking of which, isn't it too conspicuous to appear in public like this all the time? Is it true that there won't be any assassination attempts in such an open place?"

Albert didn't want to be overjoyed or have wild thoughts in public. Although these were of no use to him, the thought of doing so was embarrassing.

"Don't worry, Master. I have arranged the most complete security measures..."

"Don't tell me that the so-called security measures are just a layer of glass and dozens of security soldiers."

"Master, the glass cover you mentioned is reinforced with nanomaterials produced by the Zero Research Institute. It can block the bombardment of the Scorpion tank's armor-piercing shells. The security soldiers are also elite players transferred from the security force. Miss Lucy will also monitor the network signals in your area. Even if the other party uses the "Dark Elf" tactical analyzer, they can't break through our defense..."

S held Albert's hand and talked as they walked, thoroughly analyzing the security measures she had prepared to her master.

But Albert's mind had already wandered, and his attention was focused on another thing, which was the promise that Kaguya Shinomiya made to him before she left.

A document personally compiled by Kaguya Shinomiya, about the contents of an organization.

The name of the organization is the Illuminati (it is obvious that it is a villain organization that often appears in conspiracy theories)

Albert did not know the existence of this organization before, and he confirmed the relevant information from two "old friends".

The first old friend is our Uncle Cologne. When Albert was in prison on an isolated island, when he talked about his parents, the name of the Illuminati flashed through his mind. However, Albert did not want to arouse suspicion at the time, so he did not conduct an in-depth investigation.

Later, in a private conversation with Shinomiya Kaguya, Albert asked about the Illuminati. The other party didn't know much about it, only that it was an elite human organization that secretly controlled the power of many countries.

Since Albert seemed very interested in the Illuminati, Kaguya Shinomiya agreed to let her go back and investigate the files and records of the Japanese high-level officials and compile some useful information for Albert.

Then there was the second old friend, Jackman, who was imprisoned in the desert Gobi. During this time, Albert sent agents from the intelligence department to visit him. After some bargaining, Albert got some information about the Illuminati from Jackman.

The Illuminati has infiltrated many organizations and forces in the world, and even some giants have their shadows behind them.

Why did Jackman know? It is said that many years ago, when Albert's parents were still alive, the Illuminati had privately approached Jackman as a way to infiltrate Hermes Technology, but Jackman, who was afraid of losing power and becoming a puppet, decisively refused and failed. It is not known whether the Illuminati has approached Colen. Albert thinks they must have, but the result is still unknown.

Of course, these matters are top secret, and for now only Albert himself knows about all the investigations.

Chapter 82 I am Pochi Silverhand

In terms of geographical location, the city of Newland has two completely opposite natural environments: close to the sea and backed by the desert. This is different from the rich economy and hedonism brought about by being close to the ocean.

The desert full of sandstorms and bandits adds a wild and unrestrained character to the city.

In this era where every inch of land is valuable, many people find it difficult to make a living in the city. There are various reasons for this, some are due to their personality, some are forced by life, and some are unlucky people who have offended the wrong people.

In short, anyone who dares to settle down in the desert Gobi has their reasons for making such a choice.

So there are three types of people living in the desert Gobi.

The first type is the most ordinary people. They live in desert towns built based on cities. Most of these towns are supply hubs for transportation routes established by companies. Workers and related personnel will choose to live here. Their hard-working and uncomplaining survival concept has forged a tenacious spirit of survival in the desert.

The second type is the desert bandits, lawless and vicious elements, mostly composed of those villains who left Newland in order to escape guilt. Their lairs are often in remote places in remote deserts, and they make a living by looting and robbing trade convoys.

Of course, as the most serious threat to desert security, they have their own reasons for surviving for a long time. Even if these people kill and burn, most of them have their own rules. They always bully the weak and fear the strong, and never take the initiative to provoke those forces that can truly destroy them in one fell swoop.

The last type is the so-called wanderer family. Most of them are people who are unwilling to stay in the city and establish mutual aid groups in order to survive in the desert. They often live a nomadic life between desert oases in the form of a caravan.

Although the conditions are harsh, they enjoy a freedom that is rare in this world.

Of course, some of the larger families also become an important part of the desert smuggling business; that is how they survive.

……

The sky was cloudless and the sun was scorching the scorched earth mercilessly. Only low shrubs could grow in this wasteland.

When the blazing oven finally sank beneath the mountain, a modern bonfire was lit in the camp.

In the nearby oasis area, a medium-sized wanderer family - the Houri family - was active at this time. They were preparing to hold a farewell party for the simple reason that a member of their family would embark on a new journey today.

"Sister Oshima, I'm sorry, but I have to do this. Thank you for your care over the years."

The pink-haired, blue-eyed girl said shyly to Oshima Junko, the deputy leader of the Houri Clan.

The middle-aged woman with Japanese braids did not blame the girl, but patted her on the shoulder.

"It's okay. No one in the camp will mind. Little Pochi has his own way to go. We are all very happy."

Junko Oshima showed a gentle smile, and at the same time there was a hint of reluctance in the depths of her eyes.

Ever since picking up this lonely little girl six years ago, a mother-daughter relationship has been established between the two.

"Uh-huh."

The girl called Pochi nodded vigorously, tears of reluctance welling up in her eyes. She was shy by nature and could only show such rich emotions in front of Junko Oshima who had always taken care of her.

"Junko, Pochi, are you guys ready? Everyone else has been waiting for too long!"

The middle-aged man with a resolute face opened the tent and spoke to the two of them with a smile.

He is Mike, the leader of the Houri family and the husband of Junko Oshima. It is this man who has led the Houri family to grow and develop step by step, leading to the stable environment it has today.

"Hey, Old Mac, don't be anxious. Let the child prepare well. You know her personality."

"Pochi, you get ready here, we'll go out first."

Junko also responded to Mike with a smile.

"Okay, then let's give our little Pochi some private space."

Mike smiled and walked out of the tent side by side with Junko, leaving Pochi alone.

The girl was stunned for a few seconds, then she let out a long sigh, sat down on the chair, her eyes looking at the two things on the table.

A rock guitar with a rather wasteland style that looks like it has been weathered by time.

There is also a silver mechanical prosthesis, which the girl bought with money she saved over the years (friends in the camp also donated some money). Although it is not the latest model with any inexplicably cool functions, it is sturdy and durable and easy to install and disassemble. It may also be because the girl is very careful in using it, so it looks like new over the years.

When the girl picked up the prosthesis, she felt a sharp pain in her broken left hand. The old injury from many years ago had been haunting her like a nightmare.

The girl's memory seemed to go back to the night six years ago when she escaped from Newland, as she fitted the prosthesis onto her disabled arm countless times.

"It's okay, Yili, you made it through it..."

"Now is the time to face the past..."

She secretly cheered herself up in her heart. This time after leaving the Houri family, she would return to the city that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her - Newland.

To find a truth, an answer.

The prosthesis was installed, and the girl moved her cold metal fingers slightly and held the guitar in her arms.

“Hoohoo… That’s right, that’s right, that’s right. Just like before, play in front of everyone!”

With an exaggerated expression on her face, the girl cheered herself up in her own private space.

“Don’t let everyone in the camp down!!!”

"Guitar Hero! Do something big! Go! Go! Go!"

"Po, Pochi-sister... that everyone..."

Hearing the confused boy's voice coming from behind, Pochi was petrified instantly.

Seeing the older sister still standing in an awkward posture, the boy who came to urge her was petrified.

"Something bad has happened. Sister Pochi seems to have cyberpsychosis!"

As the boy ran out of the tent in shock, Pochi's "stone statue" made a shattering sound.

……

"Thank you...everyone for taking care of me...over the years..."

Finally, they had a fairly cheerful farewell party. At the long-awaited banquet, everyone sang and danced, performing their own talents. Even Pochi stood in front of the crowd amid the shoves and encouragement of the crowd and played a rock song that she had prepared for who knows how long.

The next morning came, and while the temperature in the desert had not yet reached its peak, everyone came to see Bochi off.

According to the itinerary, Pochi will take the family's delivery vehicle to the towns around Newland, and then enter the city through the official channel.

Sitting in the bumpy delivery truck, Pochi held a handwritten letter in his hand, which was rare in this era:

……

Goto Ichiri received it,

First of all, when you see this letter, you may be surprised because we haven't been in touch for many years, but you know, I also said at the time that I would not give up.

So over the years, I have been investigating what happened back then. We all know it very well, but we just don't want to face it.

However, maybe it's because my luck has always been bad, and I only discovered some clues recently. Now I can be 100% sure that it was not an accident back then, but unfortunately I cannot express what I discovered in this letter, so we need to meet.

First of all, I have already made an identity certificate for you. It will be sent to you along with this letter. You only need to enter your identity information to pass the security check into the city.

Contact me after entering the city

:************(Number)

I really need you, and you should need me too.

Yamada Ryo

……

It was this letter that made Pochi want to return to Newland. Perhaps it was responsibility, or perhaps it was instinct, that made her finally make this irrational decision, a decision with a bleak future.

Bochi looked at the ID card in his hand. There was only one column left to be entered, which was the name.

Feeling the coldness of the mechanical prosthesis touching his body, Pochi wrote four words on it.

"Pochi Silver Hand"

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In terms of geographical location, the city of Newland has two completely opposite natural environments: close to the sea and backed by the desert. This is different from the rich economy and hedonism brought about by being close to the ocean.

The desert full of sandstorms and bandits adds a wild and unrestrained character to the city.

In this era where every inch of land is valuable, many people find it difficult to make a living in the city. There are various reasons for this, some are due to their personality, some are forced by life, and some are unlucky people who have offended the wrong people.

In short, anyone who dares to settle down in the desert Gobi has their reasons for making such a choice.

So there are three types of people living in the desert Gobi.

The first type is the most ordinary people. They live in desert towns built based on cities. Most of these towns are supply hubs for transportation routes established by companies. Workers and related personnel will choose to live here. Their hard-working and uncomplaining survival concept has forged a tenacious spirit of survival in the desert.

The second type is the desert bandits, lawless and vicious elements, mostly composed of those villains who left Newland in order to escape guilt. Their lairs are often in remote places in remote deserts, and they make a living by looting and robbing trade convoys.

Of course, as the most serious threat to desert security, they have their own reasons for surviving for a long time. Even if these people kill and burn, most of them have their own rules. They always bully the weak and fear the strong, and never take the initiative to provoke those forces that can truly destroy them in one fell swoop.

The last type is the so-called wanderer family. Most of them are people who are unwilling to stay in the city and establish mutual aid groups in order to survive in the desert. They often live a nomadic life between desert oases in the form of a caravan.

Although the conditions are harsh, they enjoy a freedom that is rare in this world.

Of course, some of the larger families also become an important part of the desert smuggling business; that is how they survive.

……

The sky was cloudless and the sun was scorching the scorched earth mercilessly. Only low shrubs could grow in this wasteland.