Anna stood by the window with her arms folded across her chest, looking at Gao Zhiming who was hitting the sandbag in front of her, and the muscles under his skin. Gao Zhiming's young face looked more and more like Charles.
She stared at the familiar face in a daze, and all of a sudden she remembered many things that both of them had experienced.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Gao Zhiming came over with an ashtray in both hands and brought Anna back to her senses.
Anna took the cup from his hand, raised her head and drank the drink in it.
"Nothing, I just want to tell you not to practice these things. This level of training won't help you. What I taught you before is enough for you to protect yourself."
Gao Zhiming said hesitantly: "But this is all I can do now. What else can I do?"
As if he had thought of something, Gao Zhiming's eyes suddenly lit up. "Sister, if I don't want to practice fighting, can you teach me how to use those strange things? They're the things called abnormalities. I see that they all become very powerful after using them."
"No." Anna refused decisively and flicked the cigarette lightly in the ashtray in the other's hand.
Any abnormality that possesses unique abilities also has some side effects.
Letting Gao Zhiming learn to use these high-risk things would only improve his own strength, which is totally not worth the loss.
Gao Zhiming looked at the white ceramic teacup in his hand with a somewhat aggrieved expression, silently fingering the red lipstick mark on it with his fingers.
Seeing this, Anna reached out and pulled him into her arms. "Your mission is to stay alive safely until the moment you fall into the Earth Sea. You don't have to worry about anything else."
Now he has food to eat, clothes to wear, and an older sister who treats him well. For Gao Zhiming, who used to pick up garbage to eat, this place is simply heaven.
However, he is twelve years old now, and his thoughts are no longer limited to food and clothing.
Even he could feel the calm before the intense storm.
"But... isn't the war coming soon? I saw everyone was preparing, and I just wanted to protect you as much as possible."
"Didn't you hear what I just said? Your mission is to stay alive and safe. Nothing can happen to you before you go to Earthsea. I am the only key to my way to Earthsea."
Although he felt pressure from Anna, Gao Zhiming continued in a mosquito-like voice: "Sister, am I just a tool to you?"
Anna was stunned. Was this little brat throwing a tantrum? She patted him on the head. "No, of course you are not a tool, you are my husband."
"So sister, do you care more about my future self than my present self?"
Anna looked into Gao Zhiming's eyes in surprise. Is he jealous? Is he jealous of himself? How come he has so many problems at such a young age? It turns out that Charles is of the same bloodline.
She lowered her head and pecked him gently, then shook her head and said, "Of course not. The man in the future you are a scumbag. Compared to him, I like you now better."
After licking the sweetness on his lips, Gao Zhiming finally smiled happily, opened his arms and threw himself on his sister's soft body.
"Sister, I like you too. It would be great if I could be with you forever."
Just when Anna was about to say something, there was a knock on the door. She stuffed the wine glass in her hand into Gao Zhiming's arms and walked over.
When he opened the bedroom door, Jackal was already waiting outside. He said respectfully, "Master Priest, the leader of this meeting has arrived. We have investigated and found that they do not have the ability to block spiritual memory."
"Very good, take our people and set off. Don't let our allies wait."
Something that looked like wire worms was dripping from their cuffs and collars, wriggling constantly.
Such a disgusting thing, but the other party has no intention of hiding it, which is obviously a deterrent.
"I heard you want to discuss business with me? I really want to know what kind of business a bunch of flies huddling together for warmth can discuss with me. Isn't it better for you to continue to surround that pile of shit in underground London?" The other party's words were full of contempt.
The burly man with sunglasses looked at Anna's body unscrupulously.
Anna raised the corner of her mouth slightly, sat in front of him, and gently stretched out a finger to slide down the curve of her body. "It's a big deal, I need some scapegoats who are at the forefront. You have just the right number."
Hearing this, the strong man was not angry at all. "Okay, but can you afford the compensation? Our fees are very high."
Anna's tone suddenly changed, and she said with a bit of blame: "John, do you really want to negotiate with me? Don't forget that you still owe me a big favor. If I hadn't helped you before, your child would have died long ago."
The sturdy man's face turned ugly. He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table. "Damn it, this is the last time! After helping this time, we don't owe each other anything!!"
After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked quickly towards the gate behind him with his subordinates.
When the chief priest stood up, a female Futan believer behind him pulled out a chair considerately.
After seeing Anna stand up, he immediately handed over the document in both hands.
The content on the paper was a row of ranking words, and most of the names had hooks drawn behind them.
Taking a pen, Anna drew a big check mark behind a name called John V. Fran.
"Well, these people are really naive. They really don't have any protection at all. They just let me control them."
The jackal walked up to Anna and asked, "Master Priest, there are only a hundred people in this group, and their abilities are not strong. I think these people are of little use to the IMF."
"Although this guy is a bit useless, it will still be good to muddy the waters when the time comes."
Anna said as she looked at the row of ranking words on the paper in her hand. These were the people whose memories she had modified. These people were all leaders of organizations of varying sizes.
Now the entire surface world is a powder keg, and these people are the fuse that Anna is looking for.
At that time, as long as these people take action at the same time, coupled with his own Futan believers, the entire powder keg will be ignited in an instant due to the herd mentality.
Small-scale conflicts are useless. Only a world war of a large enough scale can avenge the IMF for killing us.
Anna could already foresee what would happen to the IMF after the explosion.
"It's almost done. Let's modify the memories of the remaining five people. After three days, we will light the fuse." Anna threw the file back with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)