Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"Then let me explain it clearly. Releasing the Word Spirit consumes physical energy, so Mo Qiuran and the others are in such a hurry to replenish their physical energy. They are not within our surveillance range at the moment," Professor Schneider said slowly. "If you were a member of the Perfect Organization and you still had a backup plan, what would you do?"

Commissioner Brown felt a chill run down his spine and looked at Professor Schneider in shock: "This... is another bait?"

"That's right," Professor Schneider nodded, "This time, it's bait without a hook."

"Then we should set off immediately!" said Commissioner Brown.

"No," Professor Schneider shook his head.

"If the hook appears, the fish won't bite the bait."

"But...what they don't know is..."

"The bait itself is the biggest hook!"

Chapter 124 Temporary Projection: Yuri! The Road to Godhood? Golden Hair? ()

The old man on the billboard was smiling kindly, with red and yellow light shining down.

In a KFC, Mo Qiuran was devouring a pile of calorie bombs such as hamburgers, French fries, fried chicken, etc. on the table.

Caesar and Chu Zihang sat opposite him, both silent.

Chu Zihang's silence was normal, but Caesar's silence was because he was doubting his life, because just now when Caesar took out his black card as usual, the waiter looked at him with strange eyes, as if to say that this guy must be a fool... This was the first time Caesar was treated like this, but after he figured it out, he couldn't refute it.

That’s right, Caesar still came along to treat the meal, not because of what Mo Qiuran said, “I will admit defeat if you treat me to a meal.” For the proud Caesar Gattuso, such a victory was not a victory but a humiliation.

The strength displayed by Mo Qiuran in the previous battle made Caesar understand the gap between the two, so he admitted defeat. A truly strong person should have wise judgment. Pride is not conceit. Caesar admitted defeat. As he said, when someone can defeat him, he will be very happy, because then he will have a goal to challenge, and only with a goal will he have the motivation to move forward.

So when Mo Qiuran invited him to treat them, he did not hesitate. It was not because he was rich. Money was only one factor. What was more important was that he understood that this was an opportunity to build relationships, just like bringing new members into a small group.

It was just that coming to KFC to eat was a little beyond Caesar's expectations... When the three of them were walking on the road, Mo Qiuran's eyes lit up and said directly, "Let's eat here," Caesar was stunned. As the heir of the Gattuso family, he had never had the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of fast food in the past, so this was his first time in KFC!

But it still smells delicious... Caesar looked at the fried chicken nuggets in front of him and finally picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

There were few people in KFC at night. To be more precise, there were few people on the entire street. After all, this was America, the symbol of "freedom". Moreover, the previous gun battle, the earth-shaking noise, and the swarm of police made the few people on the street scatter.

It is a unique sight. If it were in China, most people would probably think that firecrackers were being set off somewhere and just run over to watch the fun.

And in such a situation, a man actually walked in. He was a very ordinary person, looking like an ordinary office worker. But after he came in, he walked straight to where Mo Qiuran and others were.

There was nothing to pay attention to at first, but when Mo Qiuran stopped reaching for the food, Chu Zihang and Caesar also noticed something was wrong, because all the sounds in the KFC, which was already quiet, disappeared, the customers stopped moving, and the waiters were stiff. The only ones who could still move were them and the "ordinary person" who had just walked in.

All the movements indicated one thing - the fish came to bite the bait.

"Don't they say that all mixed-bloods are very good-looking?" Mo Qiuran muttered as he took a bite of his burger, "How come there are still some that are so ordinary?"

In such a quiet environment, even a whisper can be heard clearly, not to mention that Mo Qiuran did not lower his voice at all, and his words were clearly heard by the ordinary man who came over.

"This is just a temporary puppet," the man said with a smile, "I dare not rashly appear in front of such a powerful being."

"Puppet." Caesar raised his eyebrows and took his hand off Dickvido's trouser leg. It's not that he believed what the man said, but there was no burning gold in the man's eyes.

Using the Word Spirit will ignite the golden eyes. In the world of mixed-bloods, this is equivalent to Newton's law of universal gravitation.

"Word Spirit · [Hypnosis], Word Spirit · [Dream Tapir]'s lower-level Word Spirit," Chu Zihang said softly. He had now shed his wallet identity and transformed into an encyclopedia... During this period of time, he had been working day and night to absorb all knowledge, and the understanding of Word Spirits was part of it. "When it affects low-bloodline or ordinary people, it can change the target's thinking and memory. If used properly, the destructive power will be extremely powerful."

"But when facing everyone here, this word spirit is of no use at all." The man moved a chair over and sat in the aisle, smiling and said, "One S, two As, this is the suppression from bloodline. Your noble bloodline gives you powerful mental power. If I want to control you, I will only end up with my own mental frustration."

"Your words are full of complaints, which makes me feel that the food in my mouth has no taste." Mo Qiuran sighed and put down the half-eaten burger helplessly. "I can't eat when disgusting things are around me, so either you tell the truth quickly and then turn yourself in... By the way, he should have a wanted warrant on him now, right?"

Mo Qiuran said the last sentence to Caesar and Chu Zihang.

"There is a hunter website in the hybrid world. Although I haven't paid much attention to it, the people from the [Perfect Evolution] organization should be very valuable now." Caesar said.

"Then you'd better not turn yourself in. Tell me your location and I'll catch you. You can also get a bounty for it, maximizing the use of resources. We'll split it 100% after the task is completed, and then I'll give you a quick death. How about that?" Mo Qiuran said to the man in a tone of "anything can be discussed".

"...Actually, you don't have to harbor such great malice towards us..." The man took a while to understand the implicit meaning of Mo Qiuran's words. Isn't this just a choice of death?

"No no, maybe you have misunderstood, I have no malice towards you, I just simply dislike you, which is two different things, because you are not worthy of my malice." Mo Qiuran waved his hand, "You still have, In ten seconds, if you don’t say anything, I’m going to find you, with such instant control, you’re not far from here, right?”

“Before you find me, all the ordinary people nearby will be buried with me.” The man smiled calmly.

"Oh," Mo Qiuran responded indifferently, "and then?"

"You... don't you have any scruples about this? There are so many ordinary people!" The man was a little surprised. In his opinion, an innocent boy like Mo Qiuran was the easiest to control. He would definitely compromise if he was threatened with the lives of ordinary people. Maybe if he was more innocent, he could even force him to pay a price!

"What do ordinary people have to do with me?" Mo Qiuran sneered. "No way, it's already 2007, and there are still villains who use ordinary people to threaten decent people?"

"…If this happens, they will all die because of you!" the man continued to ask without giving up.

"Okay, I'm not here to discuss any moral games with you. My identity determines that I have no responsibility and obligation to protect these people. If you think that by controlling them, you are controlling me, then I can only say that you are too naive." Mo Qiuran waved his hands impatiently. It was probably because his meal was interrupted and he was in a bad mood. Of course, it was also because the guy who interrupted was hiding and dared not show up.

The man was silent. As the owner of the spiritual language, he was also a senior master of psychology. Based on Mo Qiuran's demeanor and subtle expressions, he felt that what Mo Qiuran said was actually from his heart... On the other hand, Caesar and Chu Zihang on the other side were slightly moved when they heard what he said.

So who is the villain?

"But after thinking about it, after all, you are an organization that can send people like that to die. If you think about it this way, it's normal for you to make such a decision." Mo Qiuran suddenly looked at the man with sympathy, "It feels bad to have a low IQ, right?"

"..." The man felt that he couldn't go on like this. Things were out of control and the right to speak was completely in Mo Qiuran's hands. As a result, he had been here for so long but still hadn't told them the purpose of his visit!

"The purpose of the Perfect Evolution Organization is to research a potion that can allow humans to break through to become dragons. This will be the key to ending the thousand-year-old war between humans and dragons!" said the man.

"In this form?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows.

"The origin of the hybrids was far more bloody and cruel than this. It was because of their attempts that humans were able to contend with dragons in ancient times and have been able to survive to this day. What we are doing is exactly what our ancestors did. Once our research results and evolutionary drugs are perfectly developed, the hybrids will have the same power as dragons. We will achieve perfect evolution and defeat dragons with absolute advantages in quantity and quality!" the man said excitedly, his eyes full of fanaticism.

"Clap clap clap!"

Mo Qiuran clapped three times perfunctorily and praised exaggeratedly: "That's very well said!"

It was obvious to anyone with a discerning eye that Mo Qiuran was not at all persuaded by the man.

"Do you think there's something wrong with what I said?" The man suppressed his anger, mainly because he couldn't win the fight, not to mention that the one here at the moment was just a puppet.

"Ah, yes, yes, that's absolutely right..." Mo Qiuran nodded in praise and then turned expressionless the next moment. He stood up and looked down at the man, probably because he felt that there was no need to talk to such a person from the same angle. "There is a saying that people who are possessed often speak in high-sounding words."

"This is the best choice!" The man couldn't help but retort, "You have no idea how much blood humans paid in the war with dragons. If our experiment succeeds, we can put an end to this eternal war!"

"What does that have to do with me? As you said, I don't know the price of blood, so I can't empathize. I only know that the reason why human beings can create such miracles and develop into the current civilization is that they can open up new paths based on the foundations of their predecessors, criticize what should be criticized, and eliminate what should be eliminated... Forget it, talking about this topic with a psychopath like you makes me like a psychopath myself."

After saying that, Mo Qiuran closed his eyes. The man was about to say something, but the next moment he was horrified, because a huge amount of mental power burst out from Mo Qiuran's body and quickly extended outward. Its intensity was far beyond the man's imagination. He wanted to withdraw his mind, but the mental pressure directly and firmly countered his mental power, making him unable to withdraw!

"I caught you!" said Mo Qiuran.

The next second, the controlled man collapsed to the ground, because the mental power controlling him had been cut off by Mo Qiuran.

"Let's go and catch him!" Mo Qiuran's eyes were flashing with excitement. In the system space in his mind, the temporary projection of Yuri from Red Alert, who he knew through Lu Mingfei, was glowing.

mind control!

Maybe some projections may be different from their sources when they are used. Anyway, when Mo Qiuran used it, he didn't need to control the brain car or anything... This mental control came directly from himself and did not require any equipment!

At this moment, Mo Qiuran suddenly thought of what Atreus, the Spear of the Unyielding, had said to him... The power that people are crying out for has actually already existed in their hearts!

This mental power... does it come from oneself, or from the golden finger?

If it was provided by the golden finger, then why did I feel hungry and tired after it was over?

Mo Qiuran thought a lot, but he did not stop his actions. Chu Zihang and Caesar followed him out and went straight in a clear direction under his leadership!

……

The eyes of the man under the mask were full of despair.

He didn't expect why Mo Qiuran had such a huge mental power, which was even stronger than himself who possessed spiritual words, and he was even good at control!

Isn’t the S-level Word Spirit the legendary high-risk Word Spirit, [Ice Emperor]?

The terrifying power he displayed was already shocking enough, and now, he actually has such a huge mental power!

Even, stronger than myself?

No...this is absolutely impossible!

unless……

There was a flash of shock in the masked man's eyes because of what he was thinking.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the number. The call was quickly connected, and before the person on the other end could ask any questions, he started shouting.

"Two Word Spirits, or even Three Word Spirits! Ice, strength, spirit, S-level may have strength comparable to pure blood. He is on the road to becoming a god. He wants to become a mixed-blood monarch!"

"...The information has been recorded. What's the current situation?" The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, perhaps shocked by the news, and said in a deep voice.

"I..." The masked man was about to answer, but the next second the mental barrier he had been holding on to could no longer hold on. In an instant, the raging mental power overwhelmed him. Between his eyes, his mind was already controlled!

"Hahaha... hello there, what should we call you, the [Perfect Evolution] organization?" The masked man laughed in a low, nervous tone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a dead tone.

Then, an explosion was heard.

Mo Qiuran paused.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Dead. He must have committed suicide by remotely controlling a bomb inside his body. The people in this organization are really cruel." Mo Qiuran shrugged.

Caesar was silent, so the clue was broken again?

After recovering, he found that both Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang were looking at him, and the atmosphere became inexplicably tense.

"...I don't bother to reveal such things." Caesar instantly understood why the two of them were looking at him like that, and his proud eyes remained the same without any retreat.

"You're a really nice person." Mo Qiuran smiled and stretched out his hand, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Mo Qiuran."

"Caesar Gattuso." Caesar and Mo Qiuran shook hands.

"Chu Zihang," Chu Zihang also stretched out his hand and said calmly, "Before you challenge him, I will become the president of the Lionheart Club and be your opponent."

"I'm looking forward to it." Caesar shook hands with him, his eyes full of high fighting spirit.

He knew that he couldn't beat Mo Qiuran, but Chu Zihang... he was really looking forward to it. Anyone who could be recognized by someone like Mo Qiuran must not be bad!

Under the bright moonlight, three people walked together on the deserted street.

"In that case, let's give you an operational code name! How about Golden Retriever? I've wanted to call you that for a long time! Your hair is so pure!" Mo Qiuran said excitedly.

"Why is it a dog's name? What is the code name of your operation?" Caesar said he really wanted to refuse.

“I’m a Husky.”

"…Is this a tradition?" Caesar's voice began to become obviously embarrassed.

"Yes, that's right, it's a team tradition!" Mo Qiuran said confidently.

Chapter 4: The Madness of Capital (k)

"Died from a heart shattered by the explosion of a bomb in the body." Commissioner Brown said, "No useful clues have been found in the room so far. The other party was extremely cautious."

"No, it's not completely gone." Professor Schneider's hoarse voice sounded. He lifted the left hand of the masked man and rolled up one sleeve, revealing the tattoo underneath.

"3 of Diamonds." Professor Schneider said softly.

"I'm more curious about how the S-Class found this place..." Commissioner Brown looked around.

"The waters of the hybrid race are too deep. The more you know, the faster you die. This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't tell anyone." Professor Schneider became stern as ice.

"Yes." Commissioner Brown nodded.

……

"This is Angers." The call was connected.

"Principal Ange," Professor Schneider said in the claustrophobic room, "the first-year students' war practice class has just ended. The target is dead. The only injured person among the executive department specialists and students is a B-level student who collided head-on with Deadpool. He was slightly injured, but not dead."

"As a principal, I am very happy to hear this news." Ange said, "So what made you sound so embarrassed, Professor Schneider?"

"This time, the [Perfect Evolution] organization took action as we expected," Professor Schneider said, "but they all died. The S-level freshman Mo Qiuran played a major role in this. Almost all the enemies were killed by him easily. Except for Chu Zihang and Caesar who made some efforts, the other students hardly got the training effect they deserved."

“The excellent performance was expected and gratifying,” said Principal Angers.

"Being too outstanding among half-bloods is not something to be happy about," Professor Schneider whispered. "I am their mentor, but I don't know them as well as you, Principal Ange... Can you tell me why?"

"...I remember that we reached a consensus on this matter about two days ago." Principal Ange was silent for a while. "What caused this change?"

"... Two kinds of Word Spirits, or maybe even three. I saw with my own eyes that he crushed the hybrid after it turned into a dragon and the Deadpool with a body-strengthening Word Spirit with his human body. In the subsequent monitoring, I also deduced... some... possibilities of Word Spirits that may be mind-controlling," Professor Schneider paused and said, "I have asked Norma to seal all the videos, but other people, even the [Perfect Evolution] organization, may be able to guess this information... I need to know more about my student."

"...Oh, this is really shocking news." Angers said after a long silence.

Professor Schneider was stunned: "You don't know either?"

“I don’t know much about Mo Qiuran, but if it’s a double-word spirit or even a triple-word spirit…” Principal Angers pondered for a moment, “The Path to Godhood… or the Nibelungen Plan…”