Chapter 611 I Just Want to Be an Artist
"I don't know the more specific details."
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"I'll just tell you one thing that happened to me at the time, when I just graduated."
Sickness and laziness tell the story of his past.
However, what Laixi didn't know was that he was here listening to the patient talk about the past.
The other side.
In order to resolve the physical battle between Crowe and Kerr.
These two people are considered the bosses of this dungeon.
If you take them out, this copy will also be closed.
Shen Yu asked them to stay here first.
Ten minutes ago.
Since two people's physical matters needed to be resolved, Shen Prison issued an urgent notice and called Mr. G from the research department.
The president has a destiny.
No matter how busy Mr. G was, he still had to drop a lot of work and call a team of security guards to escort him to the dungeon.
"President, it's rare to call me once. Why, are you in trouble?"
Mr. G is a little strange. In the dungeon, containing the weird has always been the domain of the Contract Master.
He is just a researcher with little combat effectiveness. He usually researches some useful technological weapons and does logistical work.
Even if he was equipped with a full set of special weapons, he would not be able to defeat those weird things without any training or a body tempered by weird energy.
As for the president's strength, Mr. G didn't believe that the president would encounter some tricky and strange problems that he couldn't solve.
Of course, if there really is something weird that even the president can't solve, it won't work if he calls a researcher over!
Unless, his research on strange crystals can go further and invent a powerful super weapon that can use strange energy as power and can destroy stars.
"Is there any trouble that even the president can't handle?" Mr. G smiled with a malicious look on his face.
Shen Yu pointed at the two brothers, Baron Kerr and Crowe.
Briefly describe their situation.
Kerr had woken up from the hallucinations caused by the neurotoxins of the disease, but he seemed to be still not fully awake.
He stood there motionless.
After hearing their story, Mr. G was also very curious about their situation.
He circled around Baron Kerr several times and checked his hands several times.
"Tsk tsk tsk, one body and two souls, brother and younger brother?"
"This situation is really rare. If my brother's consciousness cannot leave the body, he is actually more likely to have a dual personality and schizophrenia."
"When childhood is too repressed, people will indeed split off another personality for self-protection out of instinctive self-protection."
"Claude doesn't want to be the heir, nor does he want to be a tool used by his father. He may have split the personality of another brother unconsciously, and wants his brother to bear all this on his behalf."
"My brother's mental weakness is probably because he has a split personality, so he spends most of his time sleeping."
Mr. G tried to analyze the situation of the brothers from a scientific perspective.
"but."
Mr. G looked at Crowe, who was now a transparent soul consciousness floating there.
"Since he can leave the body independently, Kerr is not weak, but has become more mentally powerful, which does not fit the dual personality situation."
It was rare for Mr. G to encounter this kind of case, and it was the first time he had seen it.
"Twins often eat each other inside the fetus. Some of them will be completely eaten, some will have some leftover, and some will eat half of them, and the remaining one will become a deformed child."
"It's really rare to completely engulf another person but leave consciousness behind."
"President, do you want me to put his consciousness back into his original body, or do you want me to make another body for him alone?"
Mr. G had already taken out the tools he carried with him and collected blood and some flesh and blood tissue from Kerr.
Shen Yu looked at Crowe.
Crowe shook his head: "I don't want to fight with him for that body anymore."
Kerr's eyes moved, and he suddenly looked at Crowe: "What do you mean? Are you pitying me?"
"I wanted to kill you, and you forgive me so easily?"
"I took over your body and took away everything from you, including the butler, the status of the Tuskena family, and the title of Baron."
"I take everything from you."
Crowe sighed: "Brother, that was originally yours. From the beginning, I just wanted to be an artist and paint my paintings quietly."
Kelley was speechless.
However, his expression was very complicated, his face was red, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Crowe: "I chose to join the Alien Club. The president needs my talents. In this case, I can no longer be bound to you."
Kerr was silent for a while, and then asked: "What would the aliens be? A sect that believes in God?"
After Mr. G put away his things, he was happy to answer this interesting special person's questions.
"The Strange Track Society, the full name of the Strange Track Shelter Society, means: Different tracks, different paths, different paths leading to the same destination. As long as the Strange Tracks can be accommodated, even if we use all means, we will eventually return to this path. We use the Strange Tracks, and we contain the Strange Tracks. We control the strange, and we are the Alien Asylum.”
"It is these abnormal objects that we contain."
Mr. G walked to the front of the statue again, patted the statue's body and said.
Then, when he felt the unusual touch of the statue, he stared at the statue with shining eyes.
Looking at that look, he almost wanted to dissect this thing immediately.
"The Traitor Society, is this what it means?" Cloe said thoughtfully.
And Kerr looked at him speechlessly. So his brother decided to join this Traitor Society, but he didn't even know what the name of the Traitor Society meant?
Then why did he choose to join this organization?
Just because the president opposite invited him?
Kerr looked at Shen Yu, who had been standing not far away, wearing a hooded mask and not showing his true face.
Kerr used to resent Cloe very much.
However, since he had experienced a hallucination once.
He figured out a lot of things.
Many times, he could see such a good father to him. In fact, Cloe chose that time to let him see the good side of his father.
From beginning to end, Cloe, the younger brother, has been protecting his older brother.
Clo had to bear all of his father's cruelty and harshness alone, until in the end, Clo had a mental problem and couldn't bear it anymore and killed his father with his own hands.
Kerr knew nothing, but he resented Clorr for this.
However, how much pain did Clorr endure during the time when he was asleep for most of the time?
After thinking it through, Kerr no longer resented Clorr so much.