Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The plane stolen from the Supernatural Secret Service soon came over Sigma's stronghold.

Yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and the wind and waves raised by the propeller swept countless sand and dust, and the vision was blurred as a result.Even if he simply opened his mouth, his mouth would be covered with grit and teeth.

Even though its appearance is different from common helicopters, this airframe usually used in combat also has a hovering function.There is no flat land suitable for landing nearby, and there is not enough open space in the stronghold that originally occupied many terrorists.

The roaring sound continued to be heard in Sigma's ears. In the cabin, the young man who was originally sitting in the driver's seat did something, and the fuselage unexpectedly hovered at a height less than one meter above the ground.

He opened the cabin door, his eyes skipped over Sigma, who looked slightly embarrassed, and fixed on the face of the unconscious young man in his arms, with complex emotions beyond words revealed deep in his eyes.

Fyodor didn't show too much excitement, just like his character traits, his feelings are very restrained, but the long staring at his lover exposed his inner restlessness.

Finally, amidst Sigma's increasingly flustered expression, he said softly with no expression on his face: "Come up."

"..."

The roar of the propeller overwhelmed his words, but it did not prevent Sigma from judging the content of the words based on his mouth shape.

The nervous young man pursed his lips, and with great effort carried the unconscious Osamu Dazai back into the cabin, and carefully placed him on the seat beside him, using the supplies on the plane for emergency treatment.

During this period, Fyodor, who returned to the driver's seat, did not show any intention to help, and even reacted too coldly, which made people wonder what his true attitude towards Osamu Dazai was.

After the plane gradually stabilized, Fyodor, who had switched to autopilot mode, unfastened his seat belt and came to the sleepy Osamu Dazai.

The young man frowned, lifted his lover's hospital gown, stared at the fresh and abnormal wound on his abdomen, and asked as if talking to himself, "How's the situation?"

Sigma was taken aback for a moment, and it took a long time before he realized that he was talking to himself. He managed to straighten his voice and replied, "Probably a little dehydrated. The main reason is that the wound was infected. It's not clear now."

He imagined countless times that the two would meet, and the other party was his other family member in this world, so he would inevitably have a sense of anticipation.

However, their identity relationship is too delicate, and because of Osamu Dazai, there was an invisible gap between the two from the very beginning, making Sigma not know how to get along with each other for a while.

I foretell the suffering that Osamu Dazai has suffered. In this case, is it really possible for him to be recognized by the two family members?

Facing this stranger who appeared with his lover, Fyodor unexpectedly did not show any resistance.His dim eyes stayed on the sutured wound on Dazai Osamu's abdomen, his fingertips gently stroked the red and swollen edge, and he said firmly, "Pandora just came here."

"Yes..." The young man with half-colored hair nodded, and answered the other party's question according to the words, and then couldn't help expressing his inner doubts, "Why do you know?"

Fyodor stood up slowly, meeting his eyes, "You don't have the ability to destroy this stronghold by yourself."

Although it was only a very short period of time, Fyodor had already briefly inspected the stronghold in the sky, and those fallen corpses were definitely beyond Sigma's reach.

After all, his supernatural abilities are not suitable for fighting at all, and his physical fitness is no different from that of ordinary people.

Aware of the hidden meaning of the other party's words, Sigma was stunned for a while, his gray eyes stared at the too thin Russian youth for a long time, and murmured: "You know me...?"

"No." Fyodor replied, without showing any malice.

Pandora's Actor did monitor Dazai Osamu's every move around the clock, which is why they only dared to meet in the gaps of the Dragon Head War in the past few years. The purpose was to prevent the other party from knowing that Fyodor was still alive. However, It is no longer necessary.

That person, has controlled everything from the beginning.

The lover completely fell into the hands of Pandora, Mikhail died, and the situation was so bad that the special agent could see no hope.His own powerlessness made Fyodor fall into deep self-blame.

He knew the government's fear of him, and he also knew that the special agent department's move to let him "rest" was actually under house arrest.Losing Osamu Dazai, the chain that firmly tied him to the bright side, even Fyodor himself didn't know what he would do.

Over the past year, he has never given up his search for Osamu Dazai.Every day he was squatting in the hut where he was placed under house arrest, tirelessly filtering every piece of data, trying to find his missing lover from the vast crowd, but everything was in vain.

Until three days ago, he suddenly received an email on his computer.The content was a map location, and attached a photo of Osamu Dazai lying on the hospital bed covered in blood, the sutured wound on his abdomen, and the twisted and twisted lines on the surrounding skin, all of which severely hurt the young man's eyes.

The signer's name is Pandora's Actor.

Only then did Fyodor understand that the man knew everything.

His own existence has long been exposed.

The young man took off his cloak, and gently covered Osamu Dazai.Then he leaned down again, kissed the corner of the other's pale lips, lovingly brushed away the hair sticking to his cheek, and his expression returned to calm.

He would never give this kind of affection to others, not even his so-called "children", but Fyodor didn't mind his rare gentle side being seen by outsiders.

It was confirmed that Osamu Dazai's condition was not as bad as expected, and even the most serious wound on the abdomen was traced back to the time when it was just stitched up, only the traces of pus remaining nearby showed how bad it was.

Fyodor, who was slightly relieved, looked a little cold, returned to the driver's seat, and explained why he knew Sigma by the way.

"I once joined an organization called the Five Decays of Heaven and Man. The ultimate goal of that organization was to eliminate the concept of a country, and I played the role of a military adviser in it. The first step in the plan for the Five Decays of Heaven and Man requires The sealed page of the 'book' was stolen from the secret service, but the plan went wrong in this regard."

He expounded the past that he had experienced in certain reincarnations, that was the countless times he joined the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, and stood on the opposite side of his lover.

Looking back now, he could finally understand why Osamu Dazai, as an enemy, was not as difficult to deal with as he expected. He only needed some simple operations to defeat him.

Because he has memory, he can't attack himself at all, and he is defeated by this deep-rooted feeling.

"I vaguely felt that I was missing an important chess piece. I needed this chess piece to get the information about the storage location of the 'page' from Taneda Shantouhuo. In fact, it didn't exist on the chessboard, and I had to change the method in the end. "The pale-skinned young man sneered, and his tone was quite self-deprecating, "Under what conditions can you compel to obtain information, you probably have this type of supernatural ability."

For Fyodor, Sigma has no need to hide it at all, he just nodded slowly, and took the initiative to reveal his supernatural ability, "Yes, my ability is to use the things I want to know most, and the things I want to be with the other party most." Exchange what you know."

"Sure enough." Fyodor muttered to himself.

"Whether it's the 'book' or the reincarnation of the world, Pandora has told you about this before."

"That's right."

"That's easy. To put it simply, in the countless reincarnations in the past, even if I didn't die under Pandora's calculations when I was young, I have never seen you." He sighed softly, and the purple-red pair His eyes stared meaningfully at the young man on the opposite side, and slowly said a name he should not have known, "Mr. Sigma."

Since the two met until now, neither of them has introduced themselves.

Sigma's expression was blank, and he couldn't understand for a while, "Then...why do you know my name?"

Fyodor has never met himself in the past reincarnation, which is also a matter of course, because he was stored in the "book" space by Pandora as early as the beginning, and spent half a year there.

And the outside world has not known how many years have passed.

In other words, the reincarnations that Fyodor has memories, there is no such thing as Sigma in the world, so how does he know?

The Russian youth looked at the other party thoughtfully, and now he was looking for the most suitable wording, and said briefly: "Do you know genetic memory?"

Sigma pursed his lips hesitantly, "I probably understand."

"This hypothesis is that the ancestors of the population can pass on ideas, memories, feelings, etc. to their offspring through the subconscious mind of the population, but it has not been proven academically." Fyodor nodded his head lightly, " I seem to have a memory that is too vague, and it is confirmed that I have never experienced it. You exist in that memory, but these are only remembered after I officially met you."

Being overwhelmed by the overwhelming amount of information, Sigma struggled to comprehend the meaning of these words—he had met Fyodor at a certain time, and the source of his memory was not even the person in front of him. It was another Fyodor who was once the lover of Pandora.

The two are not the same person.

His expression was a little stiff, "But I've never seen it before—"

"Not the same reincarnation." The youth interrupted Sigmar.

"Pandora's Actor's ability, coupled with the original 'book' of this world, can even reverse the time of the entire world. I have experienced it more than 300 times in the memory I have, and there is no exception in it. Existence, you should live in the worldline before our memory."

Fyodor leaned back in the seat, taking advantage of the time when he was not operating during the autopilot, contemplating deeply.

"The same is true for Mikhail. He is still alive, and his timeline is probably before all of us."

The more than 300 reincarnations he has memories are not all, Sigma is before him, and Mikhail is still ahead.

"Mikhail?"

Hearing the extremely unfamiliar name, Sigma's expression was once again occupied by blankness. He repeated the name, and his hesitant eyes fell on Fyodor, as if seeking an answer.

Sensing that the atmosphere lingering between the two was not right, the Russian youth's heart suddenly missed a beat, and his intuition told him that this was extremely important information that must not be missed.

Fyodor took a deep breath and asked, "Is there something wrong with the name?"

"I haven't heard of it." Sigma shook his head with an uneasy face, trying to keep his voice from trembling, subconsciously avoiding the other party's gaze, "Mikhail refers to Mr. Pandora's lover, right? Mr. Pandora and Mrs. When I introduced him, I said his lover's name was Fyodor, not this..."

"..."

"Fyodor... sir?"

The young man who didn't respond for a long time covered his eyes with the back of his hand to hide his gradually becoming crazy expression, and pulled out a too stiff smile from the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out that's the case, that's the way it is, no wonder he wants to do these things."

He knew what Pandora's purpose was.