Chapter 651 Storm Five

I don't know if it was a coincidence that the area where Su was located was just between two mechanical insect tides, so he was not disturbed. Every day, he lay quietly on the tree and did nothing. In fact, Su was constantly thinking, considering the relationship between him, instinct, apostle, super life, world will, and even the various mysterious symbols contained in his right eye. Su vaguely felt that they were not lonely events, but complicated relationships, intertwined into a net.

Su was originally very patient, because he couldn't be anxious. With his second-level thinking center of less than 200, he might not be able to figure out the relationship after thinking for hundreds of years, but several foragers are constantly sending him new energy crystals, which can generate a new thinking center every few days. This process does not need to be urgent. Once you use too much ability, your instinct will become difficult to suppress. Using any ability is like adding fuel to your instinct. So even if you know that the war is imminent, Su will still be quiet so that you won't be seized by your instinct. However, Su is not without doubts. For example, what instinct claims that everything he insists on now is nothing but illusion, and the product of self-deception. One day Su will know how stupid the things he has done are, as stupid as a lion who insists on eating grass.

This afternoon was about to pass by leisurely again, and Su endured the erosion of massive data and was about to take a break. Suddenly, a subtle voice sounded in the dark, as if someone was calling him.

Su Huoran sat up! He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked to the north. The eyes were just a vast darkness. There was nothing there, only the lake and ruins, and even the larger creatures could not sense it. Where the mechanical insect tide passed, there would be no large life to survive. Su could feel that the call came from the north. Although he could not hear the specific content clearly, he could feel the panic, fear and anxiety inside, as if some disaster was about to happen. And this feeling... this feeling was exactly the same as when Medierli was afraid when he was a child and held the corner of his clothes tightly!

It's Medierli! What's wrong with her?

Su stood up, and his short blonde hair began to fly in the wind. However, the call disappeared after only a moment of continuous, and it was too weak. Even Su himself was a little uncertain whether there was a call, or just his illusion. However, when Su began to carefully replay and analyze everything he had just perceived, he was suddenly stunned. A faint fluctuation came from somewhere far away, almost impossible to distinguish, just made his spirit jump slightly. However, it was this fluctuation that instantly made Su's mental breakdown. The center of thinking reminded Su in a cold manner that the fluctuation just now might be related to Medierli, with a correlation of 0.00…05%. That is to say, in that direction, there were people related to Medierli or events, but the possibility could be ignored.

Su put on his spare clothes, tied his belt tightly, then jumped down from the tree, and drew a beautiful and elegant arc in the air, plunging into the cold lake. Then he saw a white water line appearing on the lake surface, quickly moving to the north.

With the eleventh-level perception ability, the whole world is like a girl wearing only a layer of veil in front of Su. As long as the wind is a little bit higher, the final obstacle can be lifted away. Now it can be said that as long as Su wants to know, he will get more or less corresponding clues. However, the number of clues is often extremely large, and seven or eight digits are very likely. Analysis and judgment need Su to solve it himself. Just like now, when Su suddenly feels strongly worried about Medielli, he will sense information related to her. What he is stronger than ordinary people is that the data processing ability of the many thinking centers is far greater than that of ordinary humans, and he immediately sorts out the most likely relevant clue.

The waterline headed northward and turned a little along the way. The more you went north, the more Su could clearly feel the source of the fluctuation. It was indeed related to Medierli, but he didn't know what it was. When he found the place, the answer would naturally appear. Su was like a big fish swimming under the water, with a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour. The stormy waterline on the lake surface had attracted the attention of some reconnaissance insects in the air. They recorded the images, but could not analyze any results. They could only pass the data back to the rear and wait for larger insect swarms to process. After Su plunged into the lake, dozens of biochemical weapons rushed out of the forest, pounced into the lake water, dived under the water, and followed Su forward.

At this time in the starship Valhalla, Fitzdek stood in front of a giant gate that was ten meters high, with a frost on his face, and said with a sneer: "Seridra, what do you mean? This is in my Valhalla. Do you think I can't open this door?"

It seemed to be annotating Fitzdek's words. The wall next to it opened, and several high-energy cannons with strange shapes quietly extended out, and the huge diamond-shaped crystal at the front of the barrel silently told its powerful power. In front of these heavy cannons that could easily shoot through several meters of armor plates, the alloy giant door was indeed as crisp as the glass. At this time, Seredela's projection appeared in front of the giant door, and she said coldly: "Fitzdek, don't be excited, I just want to awaken Medier's instinct early."

"Wake up?" Fitzdek sneered, "What do you want to do to Medierli? I have tried all the ways to try. Her will in this world is extremely powerful, and it can only slowly sink and soften in the darkness. Why, do you think you are more clever than me?"

"No, there are many ways you haven't tried it." Seredra said meaningfully.

"What does it mean?" Fitzdek frowned, feeling that what she said next would not be a good thing.

"Medilly was born in this world, experienced a complete childhood and girlish age, and began to have a woman's heart. If you can understand this, you will know where the weakness of her consciousness in this world is." Seredela said slowly.

"Be more specific!"

"Simply put, Medilly's consciousness of the world is still a woman. What a human woman will fear, her will will also be afraid of, but only in different degrees. So if you want to suppress or destroy Medilly's will, awaken her instincts, and make her truly return to us, you must start from this aspect! Fitzdek, you have not lived as a human being, and have never been lost, so you do not understand human beings. They are weak and complex, and their will can be firm enough to be comparable to us, but as long as you find the weaknesses, they will collapse in an instant." Seredela said.

After listening to her explanation, Fitzdek's face was not much better, and he said slowly: "You are going to use the weaknesses of Medierli's human women to destroy her will in the world? What are you going to do?"

"I can let you see." Seredela waved his hand, and the lower half of the Giant Gate became transparent, revealing the scene inside. Behind the door was a very wide space, with a platform in it, and a thick piece of steel on the platform, which could be vaguely seen as a human shape. Around the platform, there were more than a dozen strong men who looked like humans, who were busy. They were extremely ugly, but their huge bodies were kneaded, making Kong Wu powerful.

This steel portrait is where Medierli sleeps. When she fell asleep, her body automatically generated heavy scales, covering her whole body, and became thicker and thicker, eventually becoming the steel portrait today.

Seeing this, Fitzdek already understood that when the steel portrait was cut open, something would happen to Medierli.

This is what Seredela said, taking action against the weakness of Medielli's world consciousness. However, Fitzdek was deeply suspicious of the effectiveness of this approach. Some women were willing to die after being humiliated, but there seemed to be more women who did not take it seriously. Just relying on those dozen biochemical people who looked like they came out of the cultivation trough, could they destroy Medielli's will? Fitzdek even felt that even if it was her, she would not surrender to it, let alone Medielli, she was the sharpest sword!

As if she saw Fitzdek's doubts, Seredela said: "So I say, you don't understand women. Medilly's consciousness in this world is a woman, a real woman, a figure of a man has been engraved in the depths of her consciousness. In this case, she would rather self-destruct than insult her body and consciousness. Because this hurts not only herself, but also the man deep in her heart."

Fitzdek nodded in a vague way. He felt that this might not be as simple as Seredela said, but if Medielli was angry about it in the future, the consequences would be Seredela. But he vaguely felt that Seredela seemed to be hiding something.

His consciousness connected Valhalla again, and suddenly realized that Seredela had left Valhalla at some point. When the first wave of insects had just been sent out and the second wave of insects had not yet been generated, in order to prevent some powerful super life assaults, Seredela's insight ability was still very critical. At this time, why did she suddenly leave?

"Seridra, why are you not in Valhalane?" Fitzdek asked sternly.

Seredra was silent for a moment and said, "I also have the residual consciousness of this world, and need to be...cleared."
Chapter completed!