Entrepreneurship in a different world

Hyde Tostalon calmly raised his face to look around, and finally locked his eyes on Moshi, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

"Mr. Moshi, last time we met you invited me to be a guest. I really didn't expect you to invite me in such a way. As long as you send an invitation letter, even if it is electronic, I will happily come."

Moshi ignored him, and stared at him transparently, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This kind of silent ridicule is more powerful than speaking in person. The calmness on Mr. Hyde's face faintly showed signs of collapse. In order to cover up his gaze turned to Wen Rong beside him.

"Mr. Wen Rongwen... I have known you for a long time. I remember that you have a very close relationship with my closed disciple Qiu Po. I didn't expect this to be the case when we officially meet. Is there some misunderstanding here?"

"Old man, wise people don't speak dark words. You know we haven't wronged you." Only Wen Rong is willing to accept his tricks. After all, not speaking can not advance the development of the situation.

"Mr. Wen can clarify my doubts for me." The old man regained his composure.

"Before you used Miss Bevis to trap those four little ghosts and failed, and you gave up the life of an innocent maid. You really didn't think you could hide from our investigation, did you?" Wen Rong talked to him with a smile.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The old man spread his hands and pretended to be innocent innocently.

"It's okay if you don't understand..." Wen Rong didn't care about his performance, but turned to Mo Shi and the others, "Where did you catch them?"

"In the beginning we went to their mansion, there was no one there. Guess where we found them?" Moshi didn't reply, but Kuo Mo answered, and seemed a little excited. Had such a good time doing it tonight.

Without waiting for Wen Rong to guess, Kuo Mo opened his mouth and answered the question himself: "At 'No. 19 Friendship Street'... just next door to our office on No. 17, haha! It's our husband who is so good, how can we find it?" went there..."

Sure enough!Wen Rong smiled. When he saw the address on No. 19 just now, he wondered whether this mysterious old Mr. Hyde would be there?Think about how much they care about this matter, and they can wait so long because they attach great importance to it, and they are afraid that they will make mistakes if they make a casual move, so they would rather wait for the investigation to be clear and confirm that the evidence they have is enough to convince them before they dare to take it. action.Since such an important task is so important, it is normal for the person in charge to supervise on site.Mo Shi couldn't find anyone at home, so he immediately went to 'No. 19 Friendship Street', which was completely correct.

"It's so late, and the old man is still on duty in the office with the housekeeper! It's rare, rare... Did the old man actually monitor us on the 17th? I guess the old man didn't expect that when you monitored us, we were also tracking us in the opposite direction. You." Wen Rong tilted his head and teased the old gentleman with a smile.

Kuo Mo was stunned.what happened?Hearing what Mr. Wen said, why did something happen that he didn't know about?

At this time, Hyde Tostalon calmly straightened his wrinkled clothes and messy white hair: "...The two of you are indeed similar to the rumors, and you have a few tricks."

"Then you admit it?"

"Admit what? No matter how I explain, you all have reasons, so why don't you explain it at all!" The old man had a calm mind, and even if he was caught on the spot, he still insisted on the bottom line.

"Presumably we should have been stolen by others!" Wen Rong specifically asked Mo Shi this time.

"Yeah!" Moshi nodded, "In that office, there are only a few offices outside that pretend to be ordinary offices. There are hidden caves inside, and there are many high-level 'awakened' guarding there. I had a good time today. In addition, they With a well-equipped monitoring network, when I found these two, they were still listening to Mu Qingzun's technical exchange with the researcher in the office, and what they were monitoring was not only our office, but also other big and small people on that street. Small companies, groups, and government departments are all doing surveillance, and the information they keep is enough evidence to convict them.”

"When did old Mr. Hyde devote himself to the espionage business? You have outstanding personal achievements, so you won't develop a special hobby in your later years and start a career in intelligence business, right? Don't make such excuses. A three-year-old child I won't believe it!"

Old Mr. Hyde raised his upper eyelids and glanced at Wen Rong indifferently: "Why do you care what I say?"

"Don't be angry, old man. We invited you to be our guest because we were curious. What is the relationship between you and the 'Prisoner's Mountain' that enables you to abandon racial prejudice and wholeheartedly help them? Are you really 'Prisoner's Mountain'? ?”

"Am I not clear to you?" The old gentleman snorted, his tone changed.

Wen Rong and Mo Shi quickly exchanged glances.Does this old gentleman care more about this?

——Do you care if you are a heterogeneous identity?

Wen Rong nodded to Mo Shi, and Mo Shi made a call.

After a while, researchers from the special 'Bioengineering Team' arrived with some tools for collecting samples.

"What are you trying to do?" The butler yelled at the side, but Kuo Mo slapped him back to the ground when he wanted to resist, "You can't be rude to him, stop it!"

"Give this old gentleman a detailed physical examination." Moshi ordered.

Compared to the butler's anger, Mr. Hyde was calm and calm.He also cooperated calmly when the researchers took many samples from his body.

Seeing his attitude, Wen Rong thought to himself: With such a calm expression, it seems that there should be nothing special to be found.

The researchers worked overtime to do every test. After more than an hour, the old man's physical examination report came out.

"He doesn't have the genetic expression of 'Prisoner Mountain Man', because he has replaced all his internal organs, including teeth and hair, and the genetic characteristics of samples taken from different organs in his body are also biased." The researcher narrowed his eyes. Eyes sighed, "I'm afraid all the organs in his body except the brain are not original."

"Is he really not a 'Prisoner Mountain Man'?"

"I'm sorry for any type of biological gene of the 'Prisoner Mountain Man' we have so far, but I don't know whether we should continue to call him a human. He is put together. According to his physical characteristics, he is a human being, but if he transcends his physical In terms of structure, I... really don’t know.” The researcher was a little confused, usually two or three places are replaced at most, and the body will go through a period of exclusivity after replacing these organs, and finally get used to it. overall.But this man seems to have even changed his skin. He put together organ parts from different people into one body. Although the various organs can function normally, they can still detect different genetic characteristics, proving that the organs are different from each other. The time has not yet fully merged, and researchers who see this situation for the first time will of course feel confused.

If he is still a person, then is he still the original him?

Wen Rong felt a chill in his heart, "If the other organs are all put together, how can we be sure that the head must be his?" He unconsciously raised such a question.

Everyone present, including the old Mr. Hyde, shook their heads and looked at him together.

The researcher seemed to see a new direction before his eyes: "Mr. Wen, your idea is very good. This is also doubtful. Perhaps, it is really possible that he does not even own his head. In recent years, we have been studying the brain. My opinion is that the consciousness produced by the brain is the key to judging whether a person "exists". The body is just the shell, and the consciousness is the essence... If the body dies but the consciousness does not die, if it can survive in another form, then , this person is still alive. Based on this idea, we assume that if a person’s consciousness can be converted into data and uploaded or downloaded like computer data, when a person is about to die, upload his consciousness to a certain place for storage, and then find a Download a suitable container..." The researcher didn't dare to continue, and it would be too frightening to think about it.

On the contrary, Wen Rong and Mo Shi's eyes lit up slightly after hearing the researcher's words.They thought of the special mysterious ability possessed by those prisoner mountain people——'tail ceremony'.

Before, they thought that the 'Owning Ritual' might be some kind of supernatural ability similar to 'Awakening Power'.What if not?Judging from the fact that they have learned more about the "prison mountain ancestors" in the recent period, it is basically certain that their ancestors came from another world and another time and space.Perhaps like Wen Rong, an accident happened one day, which made them come here from their original homeland.Their technology is advanced, their technology is advanced, and their civilization is hundreds of times higher than that of the indigenous Homo sapiens in the world at that time.

Even if their purebred bloodlines were all extinct in the end somehow, have some of their technology been preserved... After the technology tree of this world is lit up, they will conduct in-depth research based on the technology left by their ancestors?Like that kind of long flying machine, and some products that directly or indirectly promote the further development of science and technology that they will launch every time at key nodes, and for example...'Tail Owning Ceremony'?

Could it be that the 'Owning Ritual' they have mastered is a technology that can read and download brain consciousness?For a moment, too many brilliant thoughts flashed through Wen Rong's mind.

"Kuomo, look at them!" A lot of thoughts also appeared in Moshi's mind just now, and they were thoughts that he couldn't understand. He gave Wen Rong a look, and the two left the office tacitly and changed to another. rooms.

"You said... is it possible that this old Mr. Hyde became like this because of the 'Tail Owning Ceremony'?" Wen Rong spoke first.

"It's possible! But, there's something wrong with it. The 'Tail Owning Ceremony' is to select the successor within their 'Prisoner Mountain People' clan. Among the people we know, there seems to be only one person who did not follow this rule. Yes, that is—Russell Kabila." Moshi pointed out the wrong place sharply: "This is what the old lady Kabila told us."

"Every time Mrs. Kabila performed the 'Tail Owning Ceremony', people in their clan chose a new container for her. According to their habit of rejecting alien blood, the ones chosen must have the blood of the 'Prisoner Mountain People' Candidate. Russell Kabila is the offspring chosen by Mrs. Kabila herself. It stands to reason that he should not be the successor. However, at that time, why did these guys choose Russell? He's young, and he doesn't have any trace of their "Prisoner Mountain Man" blood, so he shouldn't be chosen based on various reasons." Wen Rong recalled something that puzzled him at the time.

"Does this mean that even if you don't use a person with the blood of the 'Prisoner Mountain Man' as a container for the tail, it can be done with ordinary people...?" Mo Shi boldly concluded.

"...At that time, we didn't deeply analyze the possibility of other non-"Prisoner Mountain Man" blood vessels also being able to serve as vessels, but simply regarded their choice of Russell as a last resort. As you said, maybe , as long as it is a container, no matter what race it belongs to, it can complete this kind of 'tailing ceremony'." If they hadn't seen the uniqueness of this old Mr. Hyde, they would never have thought of this little bug again.

"What if we think too much?" Moshi analyzed cautiously, "After all, we only judged and analyzed him from the things he did that violated common sense. What if he is simply a rebellious boy? Just like Zong Zhengyu Like the company, no matter what position or race, they only care about their own interests, and they can turn to the enemy for their own interests, and there are many such people."

"Yeah!" Wen Rong also agreed with his opinion, "It's also possible. He certainly won't say clearly what his relationship with the 'Prison Mountain People' is, we can only look at the 'Prison Mountain Society'." His attitude. Presumably, the news of his arrest has reached the Prisoner Mountain Association. Whether he is important or not, and what kind of status he has, can be judged from their reactions."

"I think so too. But, I still have to scare him." Moshi didn't like Hyde's attitude very much.

After speaking, the two returned to the previous office.

Hyde Tostalon still watched them calmly and calmly, and negotiated with them again: "Since you want me, can you let my housekeeper go?"

"The butler?" Wen Rong glanced at the middle-aged butler with a fierce look, wishing he could eat him in one bite, "Compared with your own safety, you care about the safety of a butler now. Mr. Hyde, You are so kind, no one cares about the poor maid who died for someone else."

"Can you stop being so eccentric in your speech?" Hyde said in a respectable senior tone.

Wen Rong touched the back of his head and accepted humbly: "I'm sorry, I may be used to saying yin and yang things to people who don't know yin and yang."

Kuo Mo let out a 'puchi' from the side, bursting out laughing.

"Don't hurt the innocent, Mr. Wen has always been very thoughtful on this point, hasn't he?"

"If he stays with us, he will also be taken care of." Wen Rong responded with ease.

"It's getting late. I'm old and should be resting at this time. If you have nothing else to do, can you arrange a place for me to rest?" The old man yawned slightly and made a request.

"I want to respect the old and the virtuous, but... my family is a little anxious." Wen Rong moved away a little, letting Mo Shi out.

Mo Shi stretched out his right hand and held it a little, a sharp metal knife gradually formed in the palm of his hand, the sharp point of the knife had a cold light, which pierced people's eyes and heart even more.

"Oh?" Kuo Mo cheered from the sidelines, who didn't think it was a big deal: "Did you decide not to get this old one so soon?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll kill him first, anyway, if I want him to live, he can live again." Moji replied faintly.

"That's a good idea." Kuo Mo's hearty and heroic laughter sounded more like a urging sound to other people's ears.

Moshi swung the sharp knife with one hand, and walked towards Hyde step by step, "You should be lucky, there are not many people who can let me do it myself."

Old Mr. Hyde remained as still as a mountain: "Don't scare me, I won't take this kind of thing."

"I really didn't want to scare you." Mo Shi stopped in front of him, pointing the tip of the knife precisely at his nose, "I can indeed bring you back to life, but you will no longer be you after the resurrection, even if you don't Willing is also subject to the control of my will."

Hyde was dazed for a moment, as if he just remembered Moshi's ability.That's right, this guy is the "ancestor". Among his abilities, besides the "black hole space", the most enviable thing he wants to have and study is the ability to "return the dead".He has proved his ability more than once, and he himself is the biggest evidence, besides that... these confidantes around him are also the evidence.

"I don't like you, and I don't want to accept you as my subordinate, so let's kill you first." Moshi said this casually as if he was saying to the other party 'what does he want to eat today'.

"Hey!" Kuo Mo's expression on his face was overwhelmed, "Sir, let's start from the heart. If he was an ordinary person, he would be gone with one blow. This is the best proof of whether he is ordinary or not." human way."

Seeing this, Wen Rong waved to his three treasures: "Son, let's go back."

Sanbao obediently returned to Wen Rong's side, still holding the food incubator in his hand.This kid's delicacy is almost impeccable. No matter how many new things he saw and heard after he came here distracted him, he still remembers the mission he came from at the beginning, and he will definitely complete it meticulously. any mistakes.

Seeing Wen Rong and Sanbao leave, Hyde Tostalon's eyes shook a little.If these two leave, what Mo Shi just said may not be scaring him.

"No! You can't treat our master like this!" The butler went crazy again, "He is the 'father of mankind', how much peace, light and hope he has brought to this world, how dare you treat him... presumptuously!"

"Why not?" Moshi moved the tip of the knife down and stopped at the heart of this man's chest, "He does his thing, and I do mine, it doesn't seem to conflict."

"You damned lowly animal!!!" Accompanied by a burst of rage, the butler, who looked ordinary at first, suddenly released a burst of 'awakening power', and he was about to rush towards Moshi, and the dark place behind him A slap the size of a palm-leaf fan was quickly protruded from the middle, and it decisively and swiftly clasped the back of his head, and pressed down hard, only to hear a loud bang, and the butler's head smashed out on the stone floor. The huge pothole, half of him fell into the pothole, and there was a big bald head like a hill sitting leisurely on his back.

Kuo Mo touched his shiny forehead with his other hand, and said casually, "Sorry, I'm too strong."

Wen Rong and Sanbao, who had already walked to the door, both heard the movement. Sanbao wanted to turn around, but Wen Rong held his hand and pulled him to continue walking to the side.

Can't go back!Now is not the time to look back.

Sanbao immediately realized that there was a doorway he didn't know, and followed his father's footsteps to continue walking.

"It's really interesting..." Kuo Mo lifted the butler's head from the pothole. Half of the guy's head was smashed flat, but he was still alive and didn't suffer much damage. "Sir, he's a' Prisoner, look into his eyes."

The butler, who had been pretending to be so perfect before, now had half of his eyes out of the window, and the other half of his eyes was turned upside down because of embarrassment and excitement, and the synovium flickered across the pupil.

"I've made progress. It seems that you have been specially training for your weaknesses these years, so that you can pretend to be more perfect in front of others." Mo Shi squinted at the butler's now abstract face, and flattered.

"Yeah, if he hadn't shown his ability, I would have thought he was an ordinary person. Tsk tsk, it's a bit awesome, how did they do it?" Kuo Mo sang along with his master.

"It's not difficult to hide your aura and ability to pretend to be an ordinary person. The difficult thing is to be able to fool yourself in front of me." Moshi boasted again, "If you don't have special training, I wouldn't believe it."

"Uh-huh!"

"How is it? Tostalon, the confidantes around you have proved themselves, can you still persist?" Moshi's knife pointed forward, and the sharp point pierced into the opponent's flesh , just one more blow, this knife is absolutely fatal.

While suffering this blow, old Mr. Hyde distorted his face slightly in pain, shrank his body instinctively, but still held on tightly and closed his eyes.

"Then goodbye. If you prove to be useful later, I will 'wake' you up again. At that time, our master and servant can have a good chat..." Moshi said, holding a sharp knife Hand gestures to continue playing forward push.

"If you kill him, countless people will be buried with him!" From the half-dented mouth of the housekeeper came a thunderous warning and threat, "Everyone must die, those ordinary people who don't know anything are sacrifices!!"

"Housekeeper!" Old Mr. Hyde opened his eyes and shook his head in disappointment at the housekeeper who wholeheartedly defended himself. "They're trying to scare us."

"My lord! I can't watch you be humiliated!"

"So, now you admit it." Moshi let go of the handle of the knife, and the tip of the knife was still stabbed firmly in the opponent's chest, "This Mr. Tostalon looks very unusual Well, what level is it?"

Seeing the two shut their mouths tightly again, Mo Shi felt a little impatient, and he might as well deal with it according to his ideas.

Just when Mo Shi had figured out that he didn't want to play the "guess" game with these guys, Wen Rong reappeared at the office door with Sanbao: "Someone came to redeem them both."

Moshi stopped what he was doing and quickly turned his head: "A phone call?"

"No! At the pass, their craft just arrived..."

Mo Shi half-raised his brows and turned his gaze back to the face of the old man in front of him: "It seems that your value is even higher than we estimated!"