PFC Chapter 2763 Star Core Rescue (49)
Chapter 2763 Star Core Rescue (49)
Chapter 2763 Star Core Rescue (Forty-nine)
Sitting behind the desk, Nick supported his face with his hands while waiting for news, looking at Peter who was busy in front of him. His nose was not a nose, his eyes were not eyes, and he looked at Schiller sitting next to him more like a human trafficker.
Schiller ignored him, but when Peter paused for a moment, he asked, "How's it going, Peter? Are there any results from the examination of the body?"
Peter paused, then shook his head and said, "I can't see any problem at the moment, but to conduct genetic analysis, we need professional equipment."
"What equipment do you need? I can get someone to bring it over." Nick said, "I have almost all the professional equipment you can find here."
"What I mean is that even with professional equipment, we may not be able to find the problem. Human genes are much more complicated than you think."
Peter pushed his glasses and said, "As we all know, there are many unreasonable places in the human body, and there are many redundant parts, but these things did not appear out of thin air, which means that at a certain period of human evolution, this thing may be useful."
"But because humans evolved so quickly, many parts didn't have time to be completely eliminated, and the genes weren't screened, so they remained in the human body, forming the current extremely complex genetic system."
"To put it simply, human genes are a mountain of shit code." Peter shook his head and said, "This is a problem that bothers all geneticists in the world. Even experts like Dr. Connors dare not say that they can fully understand human genes."
"So, if someone tampered with the genes, the chances of being able to detect it perfectly are very small." Peter gave a pessimistic conclusion. He said: "We can only guess the approximate properties and location of this gene through the way the genes change the spirit body, and then speculate the identity of the murderer behind the scenes through possible implantation traces."
"You mean we can't remove this gene?" Nick asked.
"The mutant problem has existed for so long, why hasn't anyone been able to remove the X gene?" Peter asked in return, "Although genes are complex, their collaborative relationships and closeness are very subtle. It is more likely that even if the X gene is removed, the mutants' abilities will not disappear, because the X gene has fundamentally changed their other genes. They have become an entire system, and removing only one part is useless."
"So our goal now is just to investigate clues and find out who is behind this?" Schiller asked.
"That's what I thought." Peter nodded in confirmation.
Schiller sighed and said, "Actually, you don't have to investigate him. I know who he is, but it's almost impossible for us to catch him, let alone get him to hand over the antidote."
Peter frowned deeply. He knew Schiller would not exaggerate, but he couldn't help asking, "Even you can't do it, doctor?"
"If I could, I would definitely do this for Gwen and you, but the truth is, even if I could do this, it would take a very long time. It would be better to use the most effective means to directly restart you."
Peter turned his head away and said, "I prefer to use death restart as a last resort, because for a normal person, whether it is to endure death or to inflict death, it is painful and terrible."
"If you can figure it out, that would be great. But if not, I'm afraid you'll have to face this cruel reality. But I believe that neither you nor Gwen will be defeated so easily."
"Of course, doctor, I'm ready." Peter said, "Although I don't want to ask this, I still want to know, the mastermind will pay the price, right?"
"That's a very special existence." Schiller finally began to reveal some information. He said, "Any blow you inflict on him will not be considered as an injury by him. He may even feel very proud of it."
"Even you?"
"Even if it's me." Schiller smiled, seemingly not taking it seriously. He said, "As long as you attack him, he will be able to dodge and counterattack. After counterattacking, he will come on stage and laugh at you with a long speech. This is a rule that cannot be broken. It is written in his underlying logic."
"Must dodge and counterattack? What kind of ridiculous rule is this?" Nick said, "Is there any internal logic to this? Why?"
"There's no logic or reason, it just exists."
"That means no one can deal with him," Peter said. "But he still didn't feel angry or panicked, because he knew that if Schiller had the same attitude now, he would have already thought of a solution."
"It's actually quite easy to deal with him." Schiller said calmly, "Just don't attack him."
"But he has already attacked us." Nick raised his voice and said, "Will we follow this rule if we fight back?"
"Unfortunately, yes. So the way he deals with others is that he will do something to disgust them first, and then when they fight back, he will strike back and laugh at them."
Nick couldn't help but dry heave.
Peter seemed to have grasped the point. He said, "But if he provokes us and we don't fight back, will the rule not be triggered?"
"Yes, but his provocations are endless, until everything is destroyed by him, until everyone collapses, and even the universe collapses completely."
"How can such a thing exist?" Peter wondered from the bottom of his heart, and he said, "Is God crazy?"
"It may be someone who is crazy, but it is definitely not God." Schiller tapped the table lightly, drawing their attention back and said, "We can't take tough measures to fight back. Even this restart that destroys his plan may be predicted and destroyed by him again. Maybe he will do so soon."
"Then what do we do?"
"We don't fight back like this, but that doesn't mean we won't fight back." Schiller sighed softly and said, "This guy has a fatal weakness."
"What is it?"
"He is intelligent," Schiller said. "He is not a completely regular natural disaster. He is designed as a character, a character that seems to have his own personality."
"But he has this kind of regular power, which is almost irresistible." Peter said: "Even if you take advantage of his character weaknesses to counter him, he may predict it, right?"
"Yes, so we don't take any countermeasures," Schiller said. "Not even any measures that might undermine his plans or cause harm to him personally."
"That would be like letting him go, wouldn't it?!" Nick raised his voice and said, "Can you just get to the point?"
"We just disgust him." Schiller finally smiled and said, "In the real world, we lie down completely and don't resist at all, but that doesn't mean we can't disgust him."
Nick was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly figured out something, and revealed an expression of enlightenment. He said, "I understand. He is a human being, so he must have his own likes and dislikes. We can't destroy his plan, and we can't even protect ourselves, but we can disgust him and make him give up his plan and run away."
"You guys might be trying to make him give up his plan, I just want to disgust him." Schiller said, "No, not just disgust him, but to break his defense and make him want to never come here again."
"Looks like you have a plan." Nick finally relaxed, leaned back in his chair and said, "You damn bad guy, you really waited for this day."
Schiller didn't care about Nick's words. Instead, he deliberately showed a neurotic evil smile and watched Nick shiver with satisfaction.
Schiller placed a videotape on the table.
"What is this?" Nick asked.
"A movie, maybe a little long and a bit documentary-like, but still a movie."
"Movie? What's it about?" Peter was a little curious. He pulled a chair and sat down, then asked, "Is it a superhero movie?"
“No, it’s not even a story,” Schiller said. “I’m just reproducing exactly what someone did.”
Nick and Peter looked at each other, not knowing what Schiller was trying to say.
"So what do you want us to do?" Nick asked.
Schiller turned to Nick and said, "I need you to use the Time Administration to help me find a special being."
"Who?"
"A special Iron Man."
In the office of the Time Management Bureau, Mobius still had a pile of books and files in front of him, and he was busy dealing with work that would never be finished.
Two dark figures appeared in front of him. Mobius looked up and saw Nick's dark face. He had no choice but to sit up straight, stretch and say, "How come you have time to come here at this time? Director?"
"Of course he has something serious to say." Nick said, "I don't need to introduce this person, Doctor Schiller. He hopes to retrieve a file and go to that universe through the Time Administration."
Mobius was a little confused, but he was a standard worker. When his boss gave an order, he never asked too many questions. So he took out a bunch of keys and said, "Please follow me, doctor. The archives are over here."
"There's no need to look through the archives," Schiller said. "The man I'm looking for is very famous in the universe. I even suspect that some of your employees have seen him. Even if they haven't seen him in person, they should have seen some of his creations."
"Who is that?"
"The Mechanical Overlord Iron Man."
Lisa had a dream.
In her dream she heard a soft voice telling her not to be afraid. She thought it was Oaks sleeping beside her bed, but when she listened carefully, it did not sound like her husband.
Lisa kept chasing the voice until she finally felt her own existence in the spiritual world. She couldn't tell whether this was a dream, reality, or both.
A little light appeared in front of her.
Soon the light condensed into a human figure, but it was hazy and blurry. It was a little girl, and the little girl opened her arms to Lisa.
For some reason, Lisa felt that this was her daughter, the little life that was still in her body.
"Mommy mommy……"
She kept calling out this, and Lisa stroked her hair gently, her heart full of love and joy.
Another figure appeared behind the little girl.
"You are a good mother." A neutral voice sounded. Lisa looked up and saw a tall figure floating behind the little girl. His body was half black and half white. His face was firm, but his voice was soft.
"who are you?"
"I am the middleman between Chaos and Order." The figure replied, "I will take care of the baby in your belly to ensure that she is not affected by the nightmare."
"I'm afraid you can't do it, middleman." Another voice sounded. Lisa looked in the direction of the voice, but she couldn't see anything, and the black and white figure suddenly disappeared.
Lisa woke up from her bed.
Oaks was also startled awake by her and quickly sat up. Lisa seemed to realize that something was wrong. She held Oaks' hand and said, "Call Dr. Schiller."
"What's wrong, honey?"
"I had a very strange dream." Lisa frowned, and then said, "Go, Oaks, I have to protect our child."