"One of the things people are very curious about on the streets right now is, are there any talented people who can counter the blood eaters?"
"I don't know, I really don't know the information about the gifted person..."
Sophia looked at the girl wearing a smiling mask and a white dress outside the cell. Although she was filled with hatred in her heart, she carefully concealed her resentment in her voice. She had suffered a lot in the past few days.
The other party said that he was eighteen years old, but he was younger than her and more vicious than her. He was a lunatic who enjoyed torturing others.
Barbed whips, high-voltage electric rods, ropes...
This cell was too narrow for Sophia to escape, and after being stunned instantly, she was unable to resist.
Every time she takes a breath now, she can feel a small colorful ring on her right nose. It's not painful, but it's a shame.
"If you don't know, then you don't know." Nimue looked at the former Miss Gassboine, and she liked to see the other person's expression of clearly being angry but trying to endure it. It was really touching.
"Sophia, let's do our own research. Today I'm going to make a new development for you."
Nimue turned around and walked over, taking out a small portable cage covered with black cloth from the narrow aisle, "Kang Kuang, this is a gift for you, guess what it is?"
Sophia looked at the small cage and could vaguely hear a strange hissing sound coming from inside...
"What do you want to do?" She couldn't help but take a step back, "Don't go too far, I am Pan Shen's man."
"Pan is too lazy to care about you. You don't know him and don't understand him."
Nimiao smiled and peeled off the black cloth on the small cage, revealing the true appearance inside. A small alien species was in the cage. When the thing in the cage saw the light, its screams became even sharper.
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Sophia saw that the alien species looked like a giant rat, pitch black, with stiff hair all over its body and spurs.
From the looks of it, it must be a chance species...
"This little thing is called a little ghost rat." Nimue thought of something and laughed. "There was a battle between the wilderness and the bank a few days ago. I heard that the wilderness has manipulated a group of little ghost rats. It must be very spectacular."
In fact, she also participated in the Psychic Network that day and killed many Wilderness Mobile Task Force personnel.
Some of them suffered neurological damage because she used the Q-level executioner's procedure to cut them into pieces.
"But I bought this one from the Sanjiao area and spent a lot of money on it."
Nimue looked at Sophia, who was frowning and confused, and said: "It is your new brain slave. Use it to establish a brain slave connection."
"You..." Sophia was almost furious. All the emotions accumulated over the past few days were on the verge of exploding. She had been imprisoned for a month. She could endure it before because of Pan in overdrive. But what kind of thing is this woman now?
!
"Not happy?" Nimue smiled cheerfully, "Then I have to take the electric prod."
As she spoke, she walked towards the wall and took the long high-voltage electric rod, "But when you wake up this time, you might just have two legs missing, or how about a wire face?"
Sophia doesn't doubt whether the other party can do it or not, that's a lunatic.
"Alien species are not suitable as brain slaves." Sophia suppressed her anger and said anxiously: "Some refuge species may be okay, but like opportunity species and pioneer species, the computing power they produce is difficult to digest, and the integrity of the blood-eater's personality
It can also collapse."
She knows this because the extraordinary teacher has taught her.
Before the New World Bank established a monopoly like it does now, there were not so many elite brain slaves. Extraordinary programmers provided the blood-eaters with energy gathering and brain-sucking. The development and growth of the blood-eaters was inseparable from alien species.
But those were the early blood eaters, some died, some went crazy, and after a group of them were eliminated, they gradually developed.
By now, the Blood Eaters already have the best brain slaves, the purest child laborers, and the best programmed cripples. They no longer need to risk contact with alien species. Only madmen and geniuses can handle it.
Regarding the research on blood-eaters absorbing alien species, Sophia didn't know if there was any research from the Superman Research Association.
As long as the research involves blood eaters, the confidentiality level may be higher than that of gifted people...
"Maybe you can do it? You have to have confidence in yourself. People are forced to reach their limits." Nimue said with a smile.
"No, no..." Sophia could only plead, "You can think of something else. If you spoil me, you won't have to play anymore. That lady and Pan don't want that either..."
"As I said, you are now at my disposal." Nimue placed the small cage next to the cell door, "Brain slave connection."
"No, this is too difficult." Sophia kept taking deep breaths, controlling her urge to attack the girl.
Even if you successfully turn the other party into a brain slave, the brain slave does not mean that you are completely manipulated.
Besides, there are people above the dungeon, so doing that is just asking for death.
"Sofia, do you know where in the city the streets are the most chaotic and where there are the most gangs? The big house area, or the voodoo area."
Nimue shook the high-voltage electric rod in her hand, did not rush to do it, and started talking to herself:
"I have a sister. She and I have been involved in gangs since we were a few years old. They were either street rats or serious gangs. We brought some drugs to this and that, hired clients for prostitutes, and even buried corpses.
"In the voodoo area, you have to join a gang. If you are an independent person, it means that anyone can kill you and you are not responsible. No one will care about you anyway. Anyone who doesn't join a gang is finished.
"My sister has been very beautiful since she was very young. Some perverts like to be rude to her, but she is a smart person. Not only did she not get hurt, she learned how to protect herself and how to take advantage of her beauty.
To manipulate others. This is how this person grew up. I think she is more suitable to be a blood eater than you.
"Sofia, what about you? How did you grow up? In the Ishun Lake District or in the Garden District, were a group of people waiting on you every day? So don't tell me that you are difficult. It's so difficult. Life is very difficult. You
It’s pretty easy.”
Nimue let out a clear, silvery laugh again, and was about to put the electric baton into the cell.
"Wait!" Sophia stopped, already knowing that she could not escape this disaster. Blood eaters, blood eaters only care about profits...
Her thoughts were swirling, Elizabeth, Pan, where are you...
Suddenly, Sophia started the program.
Blood Eater Career System, J-Level Program: Brain Slave Energy Concentration
She released some blood-threads from her right palm, flew over, passed through the gap between the prison door and the iron cage, and grabbed the little ghost rat. The blood-threads penetrated its flesh, and she immediately forcibly established a brain-slave connection.
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The little ghost mouse let out a strange scream, its black hair exploded, and its thorns flashed with strange light, and it resisted desperately.
"Ah!" Sophia also shouted, and indescribable alien data surged through the two-way neural channels.
I don't care how you grow up, a street dog is a street dog, I'm going to kill this damn crazy woman...
Hold on, hold on! This little ghost mouse is a change. If there is a change, there will be an opportunity. As long as this alien species becomes her brain slave, its personality Rubik's Cube will become different. Maybe someone will happen to look at it in the psychic network.
arrive……
Moreover, she can indeed become stronger through this.
These street dogs won't capture someone to be her brain slave, but if mutants are possible, this little guinea pig may be just the beginning. She will have more mutants, and brain slaves can be used to play a greater role.
That was her chance.
After all, Sophia is a six-speed gear, and what she is facing now is just a little ghost rat of opportunity. Her anger and viciousness are all vented from this, and its mind is quickly completely suppressed.
It struggled for a few times, but it could not escape this fate. It squeaked and screamed a few times, and was becoming the brain slave of the blood-eater.
Sophia suddenly felt something different in her mind. She had a brain slave again, a foreign brain slave.
The program is gathering energy, and some weird and inexplicable data is flooding into her brain. She still has to survive this level.
Her personality integrity is declining slightly, and her brain nerves are like a strong wind blowing, clicking, clicking...
After holding on for a while, Sophia suddenly felt something officially unblocked again, and blood flowed from her bitten lip.
The alien rat in the cage continued to provide her with brain energy until it died.
This is not a development, but a regression.
"It looks like it was successful?" Nimue looked at Sophia, who was panting unsteadily. She had seen how her face changed from a weird look to bulging veins, and then she calmed down again.
However, there was a strange color flashing in Sophia's eyes, but it was just human resentment.
"Successful..." Sophia didn't lie. Whether it was successful or not can only be verified by time.
If her personality drops below 60% and turns into a ghost, it will be impossible to hide it from the other party, and the value of her use will also be lost.
"Okay! It sure works, haha." Nimiao was happy, "Then just suck it and don't worry about anything else.
"This little ghost mouse has become a brain slave, and the personality Rubik's Cube in the Heart Network will appear abnormal. But before I came here, I had already gone to the Heart Network to hide its personality Rubik's Cube without any clues. Besides, even if someone finds it,
, and you can’t find out who the blood eater is behind it, this is the advantage of the blood eater, right?”
She clicked her tongue and looked back and forth at Sophia, "Blood Eater is indeed a natural trick, he can even absorb alien species."
Sophia was silent and silent. As a brain slave, the little ghost mouse seemed to be picking up leftovers from trash cans on the street...
At this time, she suddenly saw that the girl did not put the electric prod back, but stretched it straight into the cell. She shouted urgently: "What did you do, I did as you said!"
"No, I just want to shock you." Nimue pierced the electric shock end of the electric wand towards Sophia. The adjusted power level would not make the other party faint, but would allow her to have some enjoyment.
She chuckled and said, "You don't think I will tell you the rules, do you? I just tell you about my mood."
"Ah..." Sophia was suddenly swallowed up by the electric current, her whole body was convulsed by the electricity, and she fell to the floor uncontrollably.
Although she is a second-level programmer, she is still a flesh and blood body, and she still cannot bear this kind of electric shock...
I'm going to kill this woman, I'm going to kill all these street dogs, except Pan's Overdrive doll, which is mine... I want to taste Overdrive again, I want to be Overdrive...
With this will, Sophia withstood the electric shock, fell to the ground, and screamed.
"It's interesting that blood eaters can absorb alien species." Nimue said, "Rich men only have blond girls like you, right?"
Sophia has long understood that when this girl talks, she sometimes doesn't match her words with her words, saying what she wants to say...
"There are blond hair, black hair, brown hair, all." She didn't want to be shocked anymore, "The Amick family has blond hair."
"There's just no red hair." Nimue thought of something, "Red hair is the color of the street."
This guy refers to Elizabeth, of course Sophia knows that her old friend dyed her hair red after leaving the boxing area.
"Next time I will bring you something to dye your hair." Nimue said with great interest, "When I was a kid, my sister and I had a plastic doll princess toy. My sister liked to dress it up, and I liked to dress it up.
My hands, feet, and head are all taken off. Don't be upset, I'm enduring it too. I dyed your hair just to play my sister's part."
After saying that, Nimue turned around and walked away, leaving the little ghost mouse there, still needing time to observe the changes.
The small dungeon soon became silent again, with only Sophia's hissing and the little ghost mouse's hissing.
Sophia sat slumped on the ground, looking at the little ghost mouse in the small iron cage outside, as if she was looking at herself.
