Chapter 57 Let’s Start Mixing!

The powerful fluorescent spotlight that had done a great job rolled to the side.

【Okay, okay, okay——! precious! precious! Oh, oh, oh, Pepe, be good, Pepe, you are the calmest good dog in the world! Okay, okay, okay, we don’t care about people like this——】

The crowd, stunned by what happened in that magical second, had mixed reactions.

Aharin took a well-trained silent step to put the tray in place, then moved himself into a position where he could charge directly to the door and warmed up his weapon.

Honsou blinked, his muscles tensed, observing the sudden chaos as alertly as a Doberman, and maintaining a posture that could jump into the bunker at any time; without permission to get up, he was still kneeling, but the Potion Master The flash of amusement deep in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

He took a few steps back on his knees, kneeling at a place that was more suitable for viewing and where he could join in the chaos at any time and help out. The medical sensor emitted a faint red light in front of one of his pupils.

And the protagonists of the chaotic scene are two people and a dog——

The cold primordial aura that Lamizane pretended to be was already shattered to pieces at this moment. He rushed over and blew up the hair all over his body. He was obviously dizzy and wanted to use his little teeth and claws to take out the Raven Guard's intestines. Perturabo hugged him, coaxed, rubbed and smoothed his fur, "Why bother with him!" Lose your share! Ignore him and you are the best and smartest——]

【...I am not a dog! 】

The border collie struggled a few times in the arms of his body and made a low threatening sound of "bluff". His almond-shaped eyes were still staring at the dizzy Wan who sat up and held his head, looking very helpless. Nas.

[Also, fear the eyes of the horse! Who let this unfortunate guy in? ! 】

"cough."

Lamizane cleared his throat, "Aharin."

The attendant came over and put away his thunder hammer, "My lord."

"The interrogation is suspended. Take Hongsuo out and keep an eye on him. Before I summon you, refuse all requests for an interview for me, unless it is the highest level of alarm."

"Your wishes, my lord."

The attendant calmly picked up Hong Suo from the ground, who was still trying to look at him a few more times, handcuffed him, opened the side door of the office very skillfully, and led the people out of the office quickly from the corridor.

The footsteps of the two people quickly disappeared, and only the parties involved were left in the room.

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[Lami Zane, please remember two things next time you are nervous: I can be strangled to death, and although your combat response is only to squat on the ground with your head in your hands, you are using a demigod The body is not that of a mortal! 】

The dog breathed hard again. He had calmed down a little. He shook his big tail and licked the tip of his nose to signal his body to let go of him.

[Okay, what do you want to tell me about this unfortunate guy who just acted as a stand-in for an old ghost? 】

[Well...] ​​Lamizane walked over and brushed away the black hair that covered the Crow Guard's closed and tearful eyes. The latter immediately grabbed his arm in panic, like a drowning man clinging to his arm. Ukimu, to be honest, this scene would be quite in line with ordinary people’s imagination if it included a heroic knight and a beautiful blind girl.

But the actual situation is that each of these two big guys is bigger than the other, and the one in the weak blind female position is a pale muscular man who is more than two meters tall and has a heart and three lungs who specializes in sneaking and destroying and covered with battle scars...

Even Perturabo couldn't help but shift his gaze.

[This outrageous and ineffective brainwashing effect is definitely not a prisoner transformation brainwashing program that I know of. That little bastard who should be hanging on the bow of the boat is doing it again! 】

The Border Collie's blood pressure seems to have increased again, [Can't he honestly do the job he was assigned to do! 】

[… When you admired Hong Suo, didn’t you also admire him for being willing to take risks and not sticking to the rules like your other heirs? 】

[I admire his ruthless determination to sacrifice everything for victory, rather than such a reckless approach! 】

[Uh...well, as you can see, this brainwashing program, let me take a look, sent it to you, is the program he is experimenting on...it seems that Hongso set it up to make the brainwashed person use a specific part. The memory is completely erased from the starting point as much as possible so that new and complete system knowledge content can be infused later. In fact, the starting point of this design idea is not a big problem. It is indeed more solid and reliable to erase and rebuild the other party's cognitive worldview. 】

[——I have read the report. ‘If we succeed, we can directly capture a large number of the pseudo-emperor’s lackeys who are experienced in combat and use them for our use.’ Huh, how do you explain the current situation? 】

Perturabo squinted at the "Fourth Primarch" standing awkwardly and the former fallen Raven Guard holding his arm tightly next to him, [Next time, remember to wear more clothes for him. Damn eyes of fear, the hair all over my body is bursting with fear, please keep his damn chest muscles away from my arms! ! Don't stick it! ! ! ! 】

【Ah this. ] Lamizane thought for a while, [How about this, you just treat me as a bird for the time being. 】

【What. 】

[Well, that is to say, poor Adalic's current state has largely retained his original combat instincts and skills, and the modules related to emotions and memories have been erased, and the loyalty to the Fourth Legion and the Lord of Iron has been rewritten. He should no longer regard us as an enemy, but because it is an experiment, some data has been overdone, and his brain is still recovering. It may be more purely biological instincts overall...]

[How ridiculous! ] The border collie jumped up and roared at them, [Then this is a failure! Throw him away to be a one-time training servitor! No, this guy has proved that he can withstand that cursed power, and the old ghost may play his ridiculous golden psychic tricks on him again. Yes, let's do it, put him in a torpedo tube and launch him! I (Olympian swear) don't want to see the self-righteous eyes of that rotten skeleton appear in front of me again! ]

[Wait, wait, wait! 】Lami Zane hurriedly stopped Perturabo from summoning the attendant, [Don't scare Adalic back - I mean, other mutations brought about by this brainwashing have also manifested, based on my observations over this period of time - do you still remember the wonderful ability of your brother, Corvos Clarks? 】

The border collie paused, his long tail with a white tip slowly drooped down to his hind leg hock.

[Yes. ] Perturabo said slowly, [So? ]

[Adalic seemed to have mastered this ability without any instruction after being driven by his own instincts, especially when sneaking into the shadows. ]

The dog began to think, and he was obviously weighing the pros and cons, [This ability is already very rare in the current 19th Legion. ]

[Indeed. ] Lami Zane shrugged, [Honso's original plan was to let the subject wake up and see himself first, but in the end, somehow, Vannas ran out and saw me first. ]

[So I guess Adalic will follow my shadow until his social and interpersonal cognition returns to normal. ]

Perturabo snorted, raised his head arrogantly, and jumped back to his sofa throne.

[When he fully recovers, we will have a very, very useful Raven Lurker. ]

[But he will be possessed by the old ghost. ]

[Why don't we take some measures to prevent him from being possessed? ] Ramizarn thought along the dog's line of thought, [For example, give him some Supreme Heaven stuff and spells on his body, as long as your father——]

The dog glared at him.

[——As long as the withered bones on the throne dare to possess him, his power will immediately ignite this container. What do you think of this idea? ]

The Border Collie Demon Primarch raised his black eyebrows, [This suggestion was actually proposed by you, let's do it. ]

The dog put the meat pad on the data board and started to deal with the backlog again, [I like your suggestion that doesn't sound "Imperial" at all. Ramizarn. 】

Gua...

I only wanted to write 2000 words, but I accidentally wrote 500 more (eyes shifted)

See you after 6 o'clock!

Maybe my reaction is a little slow these days