The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

Her eyes were dull, and she kept repeating the word softly:

"Seesaw...seesaw..."

A pure white world came into view, where Carly was sitting carefree on the seesaw, happily looking at Lian who was sitting on the other end.

Carly was lifted high into the air, with a carefree smile on her face:

"What's the matter with you?"

Her smile was so sincere, as if this was a wonderful time enjoying afternoon tea with her best friends, as if the world around her was the most beautiful paradise in the world.

"..."

Standing at the door of Carly's room, Lian sighed, then spoke hesitantly:

"Aoi sent me a text message. She...she asked me to tell you that Miss Perlis is looking for [Black Island]."

"I'm not so arrogant as to want to save you, but...but think about Perlis...think about her current situation..."

"If...if the Carly Fellowes I know is still here, she would definitely rush there at all costs!"

However, even after Lian said all this, Carly still had a smiling look on her face, as if she hadn't heard what she was saying at all.

"Ms. Lian, visiting hours are limited," the bodyguard behind Lian reminded, "Ms. Philos doesn't like visits from anyone, no one."

"I understand," Lian whispered, "I...I'll leave now."

Before turning around and leaving, Lian took one last look at Carly, who looked dazed, and closed her eyes. When she left, she closed the door.

In the pure white world, Carly stared blankly at the other end of the seesaw which was suddenly empty, and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, she murmured softly:

"Who is Perlis...?"

......

In Sean Davis's room, Carly gently stroked the broken blade of the butterfly knife with a very complicated expression on her face.

If I could break out of that mental prison earlier, would everything be different...?

If I had stopped her at the Tower of Babel, would she not be... now?

"..."

Carly held the broken blade of the butterfly knife tightly. The blade cut her palm and blood flowed out and dripped onto the ground.

But Carly felt no pain. Instead, the feeling of the warm current made her feel that the pain in her heart was gradually flowing out, as if she was seeping the blame into the ground beneath her feet.

After a long time, Carly took a deep breath, put the broken blade back into her pocket, then turned around and walked to Sean's bedside table.

There, a very inconspicuous groove was engraved on the side of a seemingly ordinary charging port, but Carly knew that this was actually Sean's personal terminal access point.

She placed Sean's tower medal into the groove and pressed it lightly, and the charging port suddenly lit up with a faint blue light.

"[Rain Barrier], loading mode, strength 5.42."

Considering that Sean must have set up more than one layer of firewall, Carly planned to use the most brutal way to solve the problem, using the key and tough hacking methods.

Soon, strings of characters began to jump on Carly's retina, gradually forming complete sentences and outlining the shapes of folders one after another.

Carly started the search, entered the keyword "Immortaros", and read and stored all the information related to the Black Island in the intranet of the Academy.

Then, she started a related word search and copied all the information that mentioned [Black Island], [Inmotarus], [Black Emblem], and [Ark] into the [As I Saw] database.

After that, Carly also searched some documents that Sean Davis had recently browsed and roughly figured out his intentions: after becoming the master of the Lansta new district, Sean planned to gradually form his own private armed forces and further seize the federal arms market, so as to achieve the effect of checking and balancing the [Academy].

He was clearly a graduate of the Academy, and was clearly a lackey sent by Laplace to replace Lansta Basta, but in the end he still had the same thoughts as that immortal old man?

It's really sad...Human desires and arrogance can never be measured by value. It's more like some kind of ever-expanding biological instinct. As long as people are alive, they will continue to ask for things.

In the end, life is just a dream. What's the difference between dying in the mud and dying on the red carpet?

"..."

Carly glanced at Sean Davis lying on the floor, sighed softly, and prepared to disconnect.

At this moment, she glanced around and found a line of inconspicuous characters appearing in the corner:

【Starry Sky Ladder Project】

In an instant, some black and white images emerged and flashed in front of Carly like light and shadow.

She was stunned for a second, then quickly copied the folder into her own database and disconnected.

"..."

Carly raised her wrist, and the blue light dots gathered on her hand to form a line of time: there was only one minute and fifty seconds left before the Silent One was released.

Decisively, Carly walked to the window, looked at the neon lights of the new district of Lansta, and clapped her hands lightly.

Then, she read out the taboo word that had been mentioned by countless people:

"[Ice Storm], coordinates 152:92, power 0.12, threshold limit enabled, execute."

As Carly spoke, the lights of the entire Lansta New District froze in an instant, and then all turned into a unified ice blue -

"Om-"

Carly felt a sudden sharp pain in her brain. She squinted her eyes and held onto the window to avoid falling to the ground.

The next second, all the ice-blue lights burst out, blooming like a storm—

"boom--"

A major power outage swept across the entire Lansta New District.

"call..."

Carly rubbed her temples, adjusted her breathing for a while, and gave her body a short period of time to recover.

Only 0.12% of the power caused such severe damage to the brain. It seems that even without the cradle system, full power would kill people directly...

Although only about one-tenth of the power was used, this round of [Ice Storm] would at least cause large-scale circuit damage to the Lansta Industrial Zone and the surrounding Vizel city area. If emergency repairs are required... it would take at least eight hours.

This way, there is plenty of time to escape.

1) Anchor (Part 8)

"..."

After everything was arranged, Carly turned around and looked at Sean Davis who was still lying on the ground, examining the new owner of Lansta Industrial Zone with her icy blue eyes.

According to the information obtained from the terminal, Sean Davis obviously intends to become the new oligarch of Lansta New District. He is Laplace's enemy to some extent, and is a faction in the Federation that is gradually growing and is opposed to Laplace. His existence may affect Laplace's control over the capital Wezel, thereby achieving the effect of balancing Laplace.

In this case, Carly thought that the old guy with ulterior motives should continue to live: if the federals were to fight each other and loopholes appeared internally, it would obviously be beneficial to the outside world.

Sean Davis is fully qualified to play games with Laplace. He is no ordinary person. It can be seen from many aspects that he is a guy with huge desires and possesses strategies that are equal to Laplace.

"..."

Carly closed her eyes, weighed the pros and cons, walked to the bedside, picked up the glass of water, and splashed it on Sean's face:

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sean suddenly woke up, struggled to get up, and looked around blankly.

His eyes focused on Carly, and he suddenly remembered everything, muttering in a low voice:

"Ms. F...Fellows...?"

"Good, you're awake."

Carly walked in front of Sean and looked down at him, with a cold light flashing in her ice-blue eyes.

"Do you know why I woke you up?"

"I know...I know. It's easy to talk about!" A flattering smile appeared on Sean's face. "I will help you escape from here. You know, the Federation's brainwashing technique is also backed up by me. I can definitely help you--"

"No, I let you wake up because I want you to know clearly why you died."

Carly said coldly, pulling the bolt and pointing the gun at Sean Davis' forehead:

"Wha...what?"

"You actually spoke rudely to her... You actually insulted her..."

“Wait…wait a minute—”

"Snapped--"

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the bullet passed through Sean Davis's head, splashing a pool of blood on the carpet behind him.

The old fellow fell to the ground, his lifeless eyes filled with fear, his posture twisted, and he no longer looked like the man who was strategizing at the banquet.

"..."

Carly took one last cold look at Sean Davis' body, then put the gun back to her waist and turned away.

Before closing the door, she whispered:

"No one can insult my little white flower..."

......

"Uh..."

On the terrace of the garden, the red light between the black armor of the Silent One lit up again, and his body began to move with a "cracking" sound.

During the fifteen minutes he stood still, the rain left a layer of water stains on his armor, reflecting the light and shadows of the makeshift light sources around him.

"..."

This soldier, who was the highest-level soldier in the Federation except for the [Blade of Babel], quickly activated the intrusion module in his brain, trying to crack the monitoring system, but found that the line had no power.

"Where's the temporary generator?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's started...it's started," the soldier beside him responded timidly when he heard the silent [Silent One] actually speak, "But...but, it's not the power supply system that's destroyed, it's all the circuits..."

"Yes...It's [Ice Storm]..."

"..."

Hearing the word "Ice Storm", "The Silent One" remained silent for a while, and his helmet, which was emitting red light, stared quietly at the dark new area of ​​Lansta.

"Notify Providence and apply to block all traffic routes between Weiser and Lavis."

"I will capture her myself."

After saying this, [The Silent One] turned around and walked into the darkness of the mansion.

......

Final Control Room - Tower of Babel

"Blocking the city? Just for Carly Fellowes? That's quite a big deal."

Atop the tower, Laplace von Valantia looked down at the clouds, just as always.

He showed his blood-red eye without any hesitation. It looked somewhat hideous and emitted a faint light in the darkness.

"Understood. By the way, please notify [Crown Day] for me and have him intercept it if necessary."

After saying that, Laplace turned around, slowly walked to the tea table in the corner of the control room, and sat down next to the sofa.

Opposite the sofa, a gentleman wearing a top hat was leaning comfortably on the sofa, crossing his legs elegantly.

He wore a badge on his chest that emitted a black aura. Laplace immediately recognized it as the [Black Emblem], the key to the Black Island.

Seeing Laplace sitting opposite him, Suleiman took off his hat briefly and saluted Laplace gracefully:

"You are enjoying the gift from Hassankar Hafurgaard... How does it feel to be rejuvenated?"

"When did you start to care about my health?" Laplace poured himself a cup of tea and picked up the cup.

"Don't be polite to me, old man," [Black Angel] Suleiman Agust smiled elegantly, "Since I am using the body of your eldest son, what's wrong with fulfilling his duties?"

Suleiman's words stirred a moment of emotion in Laplace's silver eyes, but he still picked up the teacup and took a sip without showing it.

He looked directly into the pair of equally silver eyes opposite him, and spoke in a slightly old voice:

"The [False God's Heart] has been forged."

Laplace pushed the inconspicuous silver box on the table to Suleiman, who quickly picked up the box and placed his hand on it:

"Clearance identification... Herames von Valantia."