I give the world destruction and rebirth

Tanguy didn't care how Mikkelsen built the prison where Brandon Mann was imprisoned. In the future seen by the prophet, there was no such person as Brandon Mann. Obviously, in the four futures, he did not What kind of popularity is there.

Based on Tang Ji's brief understanding of Brandon, he was very sure that this was not because this idiot had discovered his conscience in other timelines. It was more likely that he was too easy to deal with. Although he had incredible potential and abilities, he was always beaten. If a person is killed, or if he simply survives, he will become a true vegetative state, indifferent to the human world.

All in all, this was an easy target to deal with. After being separated from the natural environment, Mikkelsen directly welded a large bird cage with angle iron and hung Brandon in the office.

He planned to arrange three clones to keep an eye on Brandon's activities around the clock in three shifts every day until the other party 'figured it out' and was willing to cooperate with him before considering the possibility of releasing him.

"Do you think it would be more effective to use leaf-killing agent when I torture?" Mikkelsen was holding a spray gun in his hand, smoking a cigarette and burning Brandon's skin with a flame outside the cage. The skin of the opponent gradually bubbles up, and then the plant seeds heated at high temperature expand like popcorn.

"You asked about my knowledge blind spots." Tang Ji sat on the sofa opposite Brandon. He was indeed a little curious about how Mikkelsen planned to interrogate a vegetative person. After all, judging from the previous encounters, Brandon had already The basic human response to pain has been lost.

Mikkelsen sneered and said quietly: "You are so funny, Tangji. Believe me, there are blind spots everywhere for you."

"I graduated from the police vocational school." Tang Ji grabbed a piece of wood from the armrest of the sofa, flicked it with his fingers, and pierced Mikkelsen's top hat. The other party wisely shut up and did not answer.

"You can leave now. Don't forget to go to Antarctica. If you really have no place, you can consider looking for me." Before Mikkelsen could finish his words, he was hit in the head by another UFO: "Forget it. , you guys think of a way, don’t get into that kind of dark place under the lights, you two can’t play at such a high level.”

Wang Zhengdao raised a middle finger towards Mikkelsen and disappeared from the offshore drilling platform with Tang Ji and Vicki.

"Cathy Walter, can you hear my voice?" Mrs. Generosity debugged her new calculation model, using a certain geometric structure to display Cathy Walter's soul imprinted on this world.

Judging from the shape, she is now a dark blue, constantly changing three-dimensional polygon.

As Mrs. Bountiful called out, the polygon flickered for a moment in response.

"Very good, I need to use local resources to load your audio now. I don't know what your original voice was, but from now on you can just make do with the voice of your previous body." Mrs. Generosity's face was filled with excitement. He even talked more.

At this time, she was in a semi-landed state, and her soul body in the main world was using the planning department's large modifier to adjust the copy of Cathy Walter's soul.

Her soul projection in this world was responsible for the refinement work to complete this unprecedented project.

Although Mrs. Generosity's main research direction is not soul science, any project that is labeled as unprecedented is a bonus and extremely precious to her.

So Mrs. Bountiful is now grateful to Tanguy, and the 'volunteer' Cathy Walter.

They have brought souls from other worlds out of their home world, but they have never permanently imprinted the souls of the main world into another world. The data generated by this project can even attract the attention of the Supreme Being. Mrs. Generosity hopes that she will Perfection every step of the way.

"I can hear it." A familiar voice came from the polygonal projection: "Shouldn't I be dead?"

"Yes, you are indeed dead. At least from the perspective of the main world, you are completely dead. You can no longer provide any additional memory sectors or computing resources. It is meaningless to maintain your existence." Mrs. Generous Ruthlessly punctured Cathy's last fantasy deep in Walter's soul: "But from your personal point of view, you are not dead yet. I am planning to resurrect you in this world."

"No! I refuse!" Cathy Walter's soul turned into a shape similar to a sea urchin, full of spikes. She shouted in a sharp voice: "I never want to live in this world as an Aboriginal! You You can’t humiliate me like this!”

"Well, the experimental subject does not want to cooperate with this great work." Mrs. Generosity casually deleted the sound module: "Let's put the loading of audio files later. Now let's check the memory integrity first."

The polygon representing Cathy Walter's soul was held in the air by invisible hands. In the next second, it was directly stretched into a two-dimensional plane, and was continuously folded at extremely narrow intervals in front of Mrs. Bountiful.

"Oh, the total length is two thousand three hundred and fifty kilometers?" Mrs. Generosity read the data from the main world and began to carve: "Although it is not long, there is no equipment and technology in this world that can support you to store so many futures. To compress the data, we need to do some slimming. Don’t worry, I’m very good at this and won’t cut it randomly.”

"You should be lucky that the brain development level of the physical body you left behind is 0.16% higher than the standard value, and can accommodate 347 meters more of your memory files." Mrs. Generous's soul in the main world spent seventeen seconds browsing Kai Eighty-seven percent of Sy Walter's meaningless life was drastically cut out.

The remaining part was continued to be reviewed in the hands of the generous lady in front of Cathy Walter. The memory sector that was originally folded to be as tall as a person was now less than twenty centimeters thick.

All memories about the main world have been ruthlessly deleted. Cathy Walter now only knows where she came from, but can never remember any memories about her hometown.

The dark blue soul projection stretched into a flat surface has now turned into light blue, beginning to approach white.

"Cathy, you are such a passionate person. I hope you can be more dedicated in the future. I believe you are more willing to keep things that truly represent you than those physical pleasures." Mrs. Generosity kept waving her hands. , drastically removing those parts of Cathy Walter’s memory that represented her emotional life.

"Aslan? You have really strong tastes." Mrs. Generous said with a smile on her face: "Forget it, leave him to you. He is also in this world. You need an anchor."

"Ambitious Walter, unfortunately, this is not the quality we need. You won't mind if I delete this part for you, right?" Mrs. Generosity said to herself: "But I like the inferiority brought about by your ambition. Feeling, this is an extremely contradictory emotion and very precious, so I’d better keep it.”

With the operation of Mrs. Bountiful, the soul projection representing Cathy Walter finally turned into a four-finger-thick book.