Therapy Planet No. 13

"I think we have to analyze the chain of events from the ground up."

Zong Shili bit the end of the electronic pen, looking at a large pile of data graphs that she had messed up in front of her.

"Your intelligence network is good, you even found him?"

Angor leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, and handed the electronic documents to Lui who was beside him.

——The above is Qi Yong's identity information.

Qi Yong, male, earth descendant, 52 years old, single.Born in an ordinary family on the earth, both parents lost their jobs in the early years, started their own businesses, and started in the logistics industry. During the rising period of their careers, they went bankrupt again due to accidents.At the same time, he came into contact with the missionaries of the Tower of Babel...

"I actually believed in religion so early..."

Angel murmured.

Lu Yi suddenly remembered the phrase "Babel above" that Qi Yong shouted out of excitement when the 13th was destroyed. It turns out that the seeds were planted so early.

"Speaking of which, where's the religious boy?" Angor looked away, and looked at the room where George was imprisoned before. "He looked in a good mood when he came out. What did you ask him to do?"

"Don't call him that, he has a decent name anyway, even if you don't remember the name, at least use 'our lovely knight' instead." Zong Shili smiled slightly: "Don't call me so bullying Bosses with impersonal employees. To be honest, there are not many bosses like me who are willing to let employees work from home."

Angel felt a chill: "Lovely knight..."

She trembled uncomfortably, and joked: "Speaking of which, haven't you read what he wrote? 'Paladin' is just a name from the outside, and there are serious and separate rules for people like them within the religion." What's your name?"

Lu Yi interrupted Angel's words in surprise, and looked at Zong Shili: "Is that why you let him go back to the Babel Tower?"

Zong Shili understood her subtext.

Neither installed a tracker on George nor let him actively expose the hiding place of the Tower of Babel, no matter how you say it, it feels too lenient.

"Um... how do you say it?"

Zong Shili thought for a while with his chin in his hands: "People whose beliefs are destroyed are easier to control than those who have beliefs."

She blinked at Louis: "I believe him."

Lui froze, Angel noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere, and quickly put his hands on Lui's back: "Then your trust is really worthless."

Zong Shili nodded clearly: "That's why I'm poor."

Yue Ge: "..."

Louis suddenly pushed the document in front of him, making a slight bumping sound, as if a little impatient.

"Number 13, Tower of Babel, Black Death, Federation, military, human experimentation, me, Angel, Sirois."

Thin lips spit out a few key words quickly, brought the topic back, and asked: "Contact point?"

"Why are you so anxious, this kind of thing just needs to be stroked slowly to get a clue."

Yue Ge rolled his eyes, and pointed to Lu Yi's short hair: "Otherwise, even if you have short hair now, you will easily go bald!"

Louis had the urge to kill.

"Let me confirm again, the 'treatment method' used in treatment room No. 13 is aimed at the spirit network, right?"

Zong Shili raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Yi.

"The Tower of Babel is arresting you because of the Seed of Silois." Zong Shili followed his advice carefully.

"And the military and the government are arresting you because the experimental subject No. 13 escaped." She looked at Angor again, "Since both Lui and you were once a type of experimental subject, there is no reason to only arrest you Alone—unless there's something special about you."

Angel laughed lowly: "They must be curious, right? Why haven't I turned into a vegetative state after being tortured for so long."

"That's it."

Zong Shili nodded.

"And you also mentioned that those 'bugs' who were infected with the Black Death virus really made you feel uncomfortable." Zong Shili drew a line between the words "Black Death Virus" and "Military". Line, "In addition to death, there is also the persecution of the spirit network?"

As soon as one piece was mentioned, Louis immediately thought of the fierce battle that night.

Deadly and persecuted.

That evening……

She did feel a similar aura from the two creatures.

"Insect-man and Ivan Koti—the commander-in-chief...the 'gift' Almi received is indeed very similar to me."

Louie rubbed his temples, feeling that the memory alone was enough to make people unhappy.

Unafraid of death, extremely strong body, lack of pain nerves, and unified action, unconditional obedience to the only order.

With the durability of the machine and the loyalty of the soldiers, if it can be mass-produced, it will definitely reach the top of the war machine.

However, according to what Angel heard from the Liberty Alliance, the lifespan of the insects infected with the Black Death is also extremely short.

I just don’t know if Divankoti is in the same situation...

"The same situation……"

Louie murmured, and suddenly he was taken aback, "Same?"

She looked at Angor suddenly: "In Almi's laboratory, Locke said that part of the projected data was his research scope?"

Lui held Angor with both hands, and a blaze flashed in his eyes: "What research is he doing?"

"Brain...nervous...mental...web?"

Angel said uncertainly: "His recording languages ​​are all self-created, and he can't understand them at all, but there are only so many things that can be done on the 13th..."

As she spoke, she was also stunned: "He stayed in the Liberty Alliance back then, as if he joined the research team led by Boyd with a lot of experience?"

The research led by Boyd is undoubtedly the research of the Black Death virus.

One is the name of the virus, and the other is the research on the brain. Under what circumstances can the two have something in common?

Unless, the name of the black death itself has something to do with the brain.

If the entire planet on the 13th is a part of the research, then go a little deeper, the common ground of these things can only be the spiritual network.

And one of the core essences of Sirlois...

Lui and Angel looked at each other, and fell silent at the same time.

Spiritual sharing.

The answer is about to come out.

"Ah... this is really..."

The pen in Zong Shili's hand also stopped at this moment, and fell to the table with a thud, smearing a dark ink stain on the electronic screen.

"I gnawed on a hard bone."

Yue Ge also restrained his expression a little, making jokes unnaturally.

Unified spiritual network, shared spirit, if it is a naturally existing ethnic group, such as Xilois, I don't think it is a big deal.

But if someone deliberately cultivates and seeks this kind of thing... It’s okay if there is no top decision-maker, but if once you think about it——

Sharing can turn into control at any time.

"Oops, I suddenly remembered an interesting thing."

Angel suddenly stood up and found a dusty "Holy Book" from the bookshelf in the back row.

"A collection of religious stories?" Yue Ge was dumbfounded, "What are you looking for?"

"It was passed by Lui just now." The pages of the book rattled between Angel's fingers, "Do you still remember that our lovely Mr. Knight claimed to be called in religion?"

"Isaac." Louis answered calmly.

"Yes, this is it."

Angel spread the "Holy Canon" to one page, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the enlarged title:

Sacrifice of Isaac.

Legend has it that people angered the gods in order to build the Tower of Babel that could reach the sky.The Tongtian Tower was destroyed, and the organizer, Satyr, was also imprisoned in the replacement tower, and he was not allowed to take a step for life.

In order to obtain the forgiveness of the gods, people rebuilt a hollow tower that was doomed to be incomplete. When the construction was about to be completed, the Satyr priest at that time took the initiative to lead people to destroy the top of the tower, thus reaching a reconciliation with the gods.

The top of the tower was destroyed, but not the body.

The gods allow people to communicate with each other and build towers one day, but the premise is that they must endure the suffering and experience of countless diaries.

"In the story taught by the Tower of Babel, there are three familiar fables."

Angel looked at another fable with a sneer, and read: "The first tower is the deception of the imprisoned priest, the second tower is the offended real body, and the third tower is the sacrifice of reconciliation. .”

"The prisoner of Divanketi, the death of Babel, the sacrifice of Isaari."

Defective products, genuine products, sacrificial products.

Lu Yi sneered: "Is it a defective product...?"

No wonder, Almi would have given that thing such a name in the first place.

She knew it a long time ago, but she never connected it with religious forces.

There is no doubt about the incompleteness of being a creature.

"Almi will not actively seek this kind of thing."

Louie turned around and drew a big "X" on the "Military" on the synchronized information board.

"They will only consider the military scope of their own planet, and even if they participate, they will only participate based on the purpose of 'military weapons'. But this experimental scope is beyond the control of the Almy planet, so they are definitely not in the lead."

The most important thing about mind control is "control".

Almi, who has always been known for his strict military ranks and obedience and loyalty, felt that he would not bother with such useless things.

"agree."

Angel nodded, and her fingers circled the remaining words on the screen, circled them together, and rearranged them.

"Then, the dove, the pirate, the tower—"

Zong Shili was full of interest: "Which one is leading?"

"Or, coincidentally?" Louie frowned and proposed the second possibility.

Zong Shili looked at Lu Yi in surprise, and joked with a smile: "It's rare to see you care so much about things."

Lui pursed his lower lip into a straight line: "If their purpose is really to share or control the mind, then Angel and I will not be able to get rid of these people no matter where we go."

A trace of impatience flashed across her tone: "I hate trouble."

Angel whistled, narrowed his eyes in approval, and his dark red pupils showed murderous intent: "Especially the troubles that cannot be shaken off."

The most effective way to get rid of trouble is to solve it.

"Oh, what a coincidence."

Zong Shili smiled, his red lips slightly raised, like a hound smelling meat: "We were born for trouble."

She stood up, regardless of Yue Ge's objection, and stretched out her hand to Lu Yi: "Have a good cooperation?"

Louis sat on the chair and watched the woman quietly.

No matter which one of the three parties has a relationship with, it's enough to be skinned, and I haven't seen anyone rushing to wade into the muddy water.

From the bottom of his heart, Lu Yi felt that if Zong Shili met Qi Yong, he would be considered a type of person whose brain was abnormal and would be imprisoned on Planet 13.

She stretched out her hand, gently held Zong Shili back, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "It's a happy cooperation."

The author has something to say: Please go back to Chapter 65 for the full version of the fable.

I suddenly became bald in the third dimension, and the latest update is as stable as possible. If it is unstable... Anyway, this week's list is 1w5, and you are indispensable.