Terra's Magnetic Field

Why did she have to take off her skirt? And what was the purpose of the lubricating gloves? Is this the corporate culture of Rhine Life? These people are obviously not in their right minds.

Hemer, who was standing by, was also stunned by the scene. Could this be the ideal company she had always dreamed of?

Muelses explained, "Because our governor is an important person, in order to prevent anyone from plotting against her, every time someone meets her, they have to be searched."

"But you provided me with my uniform. Is there any need to search it?"

"It's necessary," Muerseth restrained his smile and said to Saria seriously, "We have sufficient reason to suspect that you hid the murder weapon in your body, so I brought one of the best search experts in the company to test your background."

Jeston also followed with “Haha!”

Two sounds to show his presence.

"Ah?!" Hemer on the side was shocked when he heard this.

"So, Saria, don't resist. Let us search you thoroughly." Muerses actually took out disposable rubber gloves from his pocket and applied the lubricant from Jeston. The smile on her face was gone, and her fingers moved more and more slippery.

"Director Muelsas, I'll attack from the bottom and you from the top in a while," Jeston said. Muelsas seemed to be more excited and shouted directly, "Come on!" After that, she sprinted towards Saria's lower body and thrust her hand forward.

Hemer subconsciously closed his eyes, not wanting to see the tragedy that was about to happen.

"Sareya! Let me show you my special skill, [Hand of God]!" Myerses' hand liquefied and turned into a sticky substance similar to snot. I guess this way she can "penetrate every hole". It's really scary...

"Just let me help you to ascend to heaven!" Seeing that Muerses' snotty hand was about to pierce into Saria's lower body, what should she do?

Saria was not the Wan who had lost his power in the past, so how could she let others do whatever they wanted? She kicked Muerseth in the chin with a high kick, causing the birdman's brain to bounce up and down in his skull like a ball.

Before Muerses landed, Saria followed with her tail and threw her onto the rushing Jeston, causing the two to collide. Muerses' body seemed to be very elastic, and when it hit Jeston, it bounced a few times in a very devilish way, and its body was obviously deformed, it seemed that she was not a normal race.

Ten seconds later...

"Quack, quack, quack, quack! Ouch!" Jeston lay on the ground, covering his butt with his hands. He took off his pants and his butt was facing the sky just like he asked. He looked very uncomfortable and continued to scream, "Quack! Quack! I can't get it out... It hurts!"

It seems that Saria used the power of the magnetic field to send something to the cave below him. What was it? Where is Muerses? There is no trace of her around here. Could it be...

Muerses' body is very flexible and he can survive even if compressed into a ball.

Jeston's belly was bulging unnaturally, like a pregnant woman, and there was indeed life growing in his belly.

"It's time for you men to feel what your mother feels when she gives birth. Maybe this will make you more filial and more sensible in the future," Saria looked coldly at Jeston lying on the ground. The man was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

"So...Olivia," Saria looked at Hemer.

The previous operation had already made Hemer dumbfounded, so when Saria looked at her, she didn't know what to do and just stood there in a daze.

"Something very dangerous may happen next. I hope you can leave here as soon as possible so that I won't have any psychological burden," Saria said solemnly, looking into Hemer's eyes.

"But..." Hemer was about to refute, but then he looked at Jeston again, and it seemed that what Saria said made sense. Although she now had countless questions to ask the familiar stranger in front of her, she still agreed to the other party's request, "Okay..."

"What are you going to do?" Saria read Hemer's thoughts, and she casually replied, "Go do something big," and left.

Hemer stared at Saria's back, she knew that she was no longer from the same world as her.

That’s all for today.

The three old things of Rhine Life: human body modification, extreme coercion, and beating people

For a long time after this incident, Saria thought that Christen had been developed, or that she was originally a wooden hair...

Wanbao is so obsessed with these things probably because she has really been raped... just like some people think that Lan Meng failed the trial when she was a child and was raped by a gay man, so he later became so fond of raping others.

Volume 197: Chapter Chapter Hidden Fangs

As the most intelligent creatures in the world, humans have many privileges. For example, they can slaughter inferior species other than themselves at will, and they also have a much more complex brain than other creatures.

Lower creatures live only for the most basic desires. When they are hungry, they will hunt for things weaker than themselves. When they are tired, they will hide in their habitat to rest. When they are sleepy, they will sleep. When spring comes, they will follow their instinct to reproduce...

Compared with them, humans are much more complicated. First of all, humans sometimes kill indiscriminately just to show off their status and strength. They don't eat the things they kill, but display the corpses or let them rot. In order to satisfy their desires and greed, they will also cheat and betray. Unlike animals that mate for reproduction, humans mostly do what they love with the opposite sex or the same sex to satisfy their sexual desires...

That's unreasonable, right? But so what? Because we are human beings.

We are the high and mighty human beings. We can exterminate one or two species and pollute one or two lands as we please. As our wisdom and power continue to break through, one day we will be able to play with the three slutty old bitches, the earth, the ocean, and the deep space.

Because we are the damn masters!

I ask you, if you had the strongest power in the world, what would you do? Would you fuck the woman you want to fuck? Pursue supreme status and wealth? Kill everyone you don't like? Or...

Go to insurance

To protect the weak? To maintain the ethical and moral order of the world? To be a so-called "hero"?

Ha~

I believe that you foolish people already have the answer in your hearts, but if someone asks you, you will still answer the latter in a pretentious manner, because you yourself dare not face your true self and admit the desires and evil thoughts in your heart.

Unlike you hypocrites, I would choose the former without hesitation.

To achieve my goal, I don't care about the means, and I will do anything, no matter how despicable, to get what I want. This is what the environment I grew up in taught me, and it is also the "creed" that I adhere to to this day.

So, rather than being a weak person and being taken away by others, and seeing my beloved things being taken away and destroyed, I would rather be a strong person and plunder from others, dig out the hearts of those who anger me, and crush them!!

The blood of the strongest man in the world flows in my body.

I had battle marks when I was born, two on each cheek and two pairs on my forehead, dark red in color, shaped like wolf fangs. I thought they were ugly, just like scars, so I tried my best to hide them after I grew up.

The rotation of the magnetic field is a supernatural force passed down in mythology. I have mastered it since I was old enough to understand. When I was four or five years old, I could crush stones with the electric current forced out by my palms.

My mother was very satisfied with this, because it indicated that I would become a strong man in the future, a peerless strong man who was not inferior to my bastard father! She placed all her hopes on the young me. Maybe she was crazy at that time, and she was eager for a three or four-year-old child to avenge her.

Yes, ever since I can remember, my mother has instilled hatred in me. She did this in the hope that I would help her kill my father one day.

This pathetic woman, this weak thing...

When I was young, I didn't know who my father was, and I rarely heard anything about him from my mother. I only knew that he was a jerk, a hateful and damnable person, and that our current miserable situation was all due to him. This was enough for me to hate him and use that extreme emotion to push myself.

At this point, the vague image of my father reappeared before my eyes, and I was about to throw a punch filled with anger and hatred...

“What the hell!!”

Ferdinand's punch caused the entire training room to shake, and nearby instruments used to exert magnetic field pressure overheated and broke down.

This training room, powered by dozens of Originium fission furnaces, can exert a magnetic field force of up to 500,000 horsepower, which is the highest force that machines can currently achieve. Ordinary people will be crushed into meat paste just by getting close.

Despite deliberately suppressing his own strength, the outpouring of true emotion just now still caused Ferdinand's strength to briefly exceed 500,000 horsepower. This level was already very good for a man of his age, but he was still not satisfied. After activating the backup power supply, he began to practice hard again.

When he punched, he was thinking about how to smash the opponent; when he slashed with his sharp claws, he was thinking about tearing off the man's flesh and blood; when he swung out his long legs, he was thinking about how to use this move to kill the opponent.

Sweat had already soaked his yellow vest, his bulging muscles protruding through the thin fabric, he now looked much taller and stronger than usual, his facial features had changed slightly, and his eyes were more ferocious.

Perhaps this is the real him. Only when he is practicing hard alone in this training room will he take off his disguise and reveal his hidden fangs.

The lights in the training room shone from top to bottom, and Ferdinand's face was shrouded in shadow. As his movements became larger and faster, dark red patterns glowed faintly on his forehead and cheeks.

This thing would appear when he was emotionally excited, so he usually tried his best to suppress his emotions to prevent himself from showing his true colors. No one in Rhine's life knew that he had this thing, not even the boss.

Ferdinand noticed someone approaching his training room, so he stopped what he was doing and compressed the pattern on his face into a diamond-shaped one on his forehead (refer to White V who compressed the sea tiger battle pattern into a small △, the battle pattern of a strong man can be retracted and expanded freely), and the original dark red color was condensed into pure black. I believe no one will associate this thing with the previous style.

When Ferdinand's assistant turned off the pressure device in the training room from the outside and opened the door with the ID card, she only saw a middle-aged man with a mediocre figure wiping the sweat off his body with a long towel.

The yellow vest Ferdinand was wearing was obviously several sizes too big and looked particularly loose. The assistant thought he was doing it for comfort and didn't pay much attention to it.

Not only the battle pattern, but also the tall body that should have been there was compressed by Ferdinand's magnetic field power.

The momentum was gone. He returned to his previous frail image in the company, smiled at the assistant who came over, and said, "I was planning to leave here too," he tapped his spine with the back of his hand, "It seems that I pushed myself too hard. I'm tired after only two hours of practice."

The pressure of the training room cannot be seen from the outside, and the assistant does not care much about it. She comes here only to report one thing to the leader:

"The General Manager invites all officers to the top floor office, where she will welcome a new member."

"Hehe~", Ferdinand naturally knew what the assistant was talking about and guessed what would happen. He just thought it was very stupid. He was too lazy to participate in the woman's game of playing house. He had more important things to do now.

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None of these emotions were reflected on his face. He still maintained a calm and composed expression. While putting on his suit jacket, he said to his assistant, "Please tell the chief executive that I have important matters to attend to right now. I'm sure she won't mind these. Please also say hello to my new colleague for me. That's all."

After that, Ferdinand left without looking back. Where was he going? What was he going to do?

Postscript: I haven’t written in the first person for a long time.

Volume 198: Chapter Chapter Baiting

Ferdinand left the training room and went to his most private laboratory, which was independent of the Rhine Life Company building and was built separately. It contained his most precious "ultimate weapon".

"How is Plan F going?" Ferdinand asked the researcher on his right as he walked. The white-haired old man answered him, "It's almost ready. The frequency emitted by the stone statue has begun to synchronize with your energy waves. It only takes an opportunity to wake it up."

"Opportunity..." Ferdinand glanced at the complex instrument under them. That thing could stimulate his potential to the greatest extent and transform the energy he released and his physical body into light particles.

Several more researchers passed by them. These guys were not affiliated with Rhine Life, but were a group hired privately by Ferdinand. Their work would not be reported to the headquarters, and the entire plan would not be incorporated into the headquarters archives.

This place is located underground in a wilderness somewhere, and even the most advanced spy satellites cannot detect it. The special material on the outermost layer can shield the detection ability of those with magnetic field rotation ability.

So what good stuff did Ferdinand hide in this place?

At this moment, they were walking along the railing on the top floor of the laboratory. Ferdinand’s left side was facing the head of the huge stone statue, and the pair of oval eyes that looked like goose eggs were also "staring" at him.

Ferdinand called this thing "Lianying", taking two Chinese characters from the Yan country, but he never explained the deep meaning of it to anyone.

It turns out that this guy actually hid a super ancient giant statue! But how can he drive this thing? Does he have the qualifications?

Yes, he has the super ancient genes necessary to awaken the Titans. He has the bloodline and qualifications...

Ferdinand pressed the ladder button, and the floor beneath them extended forward, allowing him to get closer to the huge figure that would become one with him. Among the many stone statues mined by Minos, only this one resonated with his power. He believed that while he needed this guy, this guy also needed him. Everything seemed destined.

Although he was a scientist, he also believed in this romantic statement that the giant had been sleeping under the earth for tens of millions of years just to meet him.

Ferdinand, who possessed the power of magnetic field, easily escaped the gravity and floated to the top of the giant's head. He reached out and touched the diamond-shaped protrusion on his forehead. He seemed to be able to feel the giant's emotions and said to himself:

"Is that so? You want to wake up soon too, right?"

He turned around and asked the researchers on the ladder bridge behind him, "How long will it take before we can start the fusion?"

The researcher swiped the tablet screen a few times and replied, "It's almost there. The machine has started to warm up, but we can't guarantee success. If you feel it's dangerous, you can stop at any time."

"No need," Ferdinand said lightly. He was confident of success. If that guy could do it, why couldn't he?

As he was thinking, he remembered that in another mobile city, another plan had already begun, the purpose of which was to lead the person he wanted to face back to this land.

They had miscalculated all along. They all thought that the most important person to the man was Saria, and they had been trying every means to win over the girl to their own side.

In fact, it doesn't take much effort to lure that man over. It's even very easy. All you have to do is make him lose himself.

It took away his last person who could be called a friend, cut off his last connection to this land, and extinguished his last warmth.

All it takes is killing an old man who is powerless, and the man will experience the long-lost sorrow.

No

If he needs to be guided deliberately, he will move in the direction of self-destruction, ending all existence that threatens this land and then turning into ashes and dissipating.

"Haha~", Ferdinand laughed at his perfect plan. He knew that he might not escape death by doing this, but as long as he could achieve his goal in the end, it would be fine.

In a mobile city in Colombia, an old man stood up from a chair in his apartment. He would get up and stretch his muscles every time he sat for a while. This was a habit he had developed over the years, and it seemed that he would feel uncomfortable maintaining the same posture in one place for too long.

"Hmm~" He raised his hands above his head and stretched his legs to the left and right. His writing manuscripts were placed on the desk in front of him. Last year, he gave up running a bar due to health reasons and started trying writing.

(Jack is actually only in his sixties now, but his body is suffering from frequent strange diseases and his body functions have seriously deteriorated due to old injuries accumulated in his early years)

To be fair, his writing skills are average, but because of the bizarre experiences he had in his early years, the stories he wrote are very popular, and every book he publishes is a best-seller.

His style is also varied, from the realistic "Travels through Victoria" and "Western Mobs" to the romantic and magical "Dungeon Giant" and "White Dragon" to the science fiction-heavy "People Bound by Magnetic Field Powers"... Readers and editors are often amazed at the rich imagination of this little old man, but no one could guess that these stories are part of his life.

Now he is going to write the end of his legendary life, the ending of this series, "The Crow Returns", which tells the story of an old gangster who has been wandering for many years and puts everything aside to return to his hometown to reunite with his family. But he always feels that something is missing when he writes to the end, just like all gangster-themed works, anyone who has done evil will not have a good ending in the end, even the protagonist will die.

Thinking of this, Jack lowered his raised arms, sat on the chair and picked up the pen. He roughly knew what to write next.

The protagonist "Arnold" was visited by the descendants of an enemy he had offended in his youth the night before he returned home. He was stabbed in the kidney with a dagger in his apartment and fell to the ground and died. Before he died, he looked at the kaleidoscope pattern on the ceiling and recalled the past. This should be a more dramatic way to die.

Just as he was about to write in detail about the knocks on the door that Arnold heard before falling asleep in his apartment, he heard footsteps coming from the door. He was surprised that there were still people walking outside at this time. Then he heard a series of regular knocks on the door, and a young man's voice came from outside the door:

"Imus Pizza, please take your takeout order."

"But I didn't order a pizza..." Although Jack felt strange, he still replied to the person outside the door. He pushed open his chair, stood up and walked towards the door.

The habit he developed from years of working as an assassin made him subconsciously scan outside the door with his eagle eyes. There was indeed a young man in his early twenties standing there, and he was indeed holding a pizza box. There was nothing wrong with it. Maybe he just went to the wrong place.

Jack unlocked the door, opened it and said to the young man outside, "I didn't order your pizza. That's for young people, it's not suitable for people my age..."

As soon as Jack's head stuck out of the door, he heard a crisp gunshot, "pia~", the gunshot was obviously processed by a silencer, and a rag was stuffed in the silencer to better isolate the sound, this is common sense...

The tiny bullet hit Jack's temple and went through his head, causing his eyeball to bulge out. He eventually fell to the ground in an unsightly manner. In the end, he never found out how he died, which was probably a good thing.