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Chapter 7 Mysterious Contacts

Since her eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age party last year, Elizabeth no longer lives in wealthy areas such as the Garden District and the Acropolis Mountains.

That night, she was the most youthful, shining, and charming "Princess Seth" at the ball.

But that night, a tragedy occurred in Liuguang City. A fire took the lives of tens of thousands of people in the Walled City.

The dance continued. After the so-called minute of silence, everyone started laughing and talking about the football game, the next party, and who had become something extraordinary. This was not a secret in their circle.

No one cares about the tens of thousands of lives that have just passed away.

Elizabeth witnessed all this at the center of the ball, and as she watched, she suddenly realized.

As a little princess of the Sterling family of the Seth Group of the New World Bank, I grew up in fine clothes and fine food, lived in the best community, studied in the best school, and prepared to study at the best Ishun Lake University...

Elizabeth Sterling, what the hell is she?

In the middle of the dance, she felt sick and left hurriedly.

She knew that if she stayed there, she would never become the person she dreamed of being.

Even Elizabeth Sterling has an extraordinary talent for overdrive.

That was her break with the top circle, and it was also the beginning of another life for her.

But now, her "rebellious game" seems to have finally come to an end, and the circle has sent people to deal with her.

In this early morning, in this small apartment in Jianggu District...

It just happened. She was eating breakfast and watching the news on TV, without any contact with any extraordinary equipment, and she was not connected to the spiritual network.

Suddenly, it was as if her nerves were in overdrive and she had depersonalization, completely unable to react or resist.

The extraordinary power failed and her heart stopped beating.

A bowl of oats was dumped on the floor, and the mountains of books, materials, music tapes, and video tapes in the small room... and some of the guns and toys that she was reluctant to throw away all collapsed into a messy garbage dump as she fell.

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The images on the TV screen were flickering, and everything around her was being dragged down by super speed. Her soul was penetrated, as if she was coming out of her shell.

The apartment room became frozen and distant, and it was a chaotic mess whether it was early morning or midnight.

There was a slight drizzle in the night sky, and the remaining lamps in the narrow corridor of the apartment building emitted a hazy green light. The light penetrated the rain and went into the distance, painting the entire Flowing City with dark green, lighting up like fireflies all over the sky.

Netherworld.

It also illuminated her way to the underworld, until she was drowned in the strange and brilliant light.

Her head fell completely into the control of others.

She, Elizabeth Sterling, "Rebellious Princess Seth," was finished.

"I've been watching you for a long time. I've been watching you for a long time."

Buzzing, indistinct sounds, and mysterious words created a terrifying unknown.

It's not that Elizabeth has never been connected to the spiritual network. It's different. It's not the same now...

The strange light and shadow allowed her to only see a hazy glimpse. The majestic figure of the Nether Master was sitting on a bench that looked like a throne, holding something in both hands. It looked like a king holding his own scepter.

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Have you been looking at me for a long time? Elizabeth suddenly felt even more chilled.

When did I start being watched by this unknown existence?

She didn't know how much the other person had read, whether the deepest information in her mind had been completely exposed, and even those memories that she had long forgotten were clearly displayed in the other person's mind.

The attempted struggle has no effect, consciousness cannot escape, and despair is growing.

Elizabeth had to admit that she was like a baby walking in the face of such a powerful force.

"No matter how powerful the devil is," she refused to beg for mercy, "he is still a devil."

"Well..." The mysterious figure moved slightly, and the vague voice said again: "You hate Santo Company very much."

Elizabeth frowned and said, "You're too small. I hate the whole New World Bank."

She has been running for a better Streamer City this year. Her main task this year is to follow a group of ambitious people within the municipal government to initiate an antitrust investigation against Santo Company to the court.

But this antitrust lawsuit ended in failure.

All their efforts have failed to make a splash.

And as long as the opponent moves a finger, their game will be over.

Just like the old nanny who had taken care of her since she was a child warned her:

"Miss Elizabeth, Santo doesn't care about your tricks at all, but don't go too far. In order to punish you, the family has decided not to provide you with any extraordinary help until you figure it out. Miss, you can still

There are not many people who can coax you. You are in rare overdrive, so don’t waste your talent."

"Let's do it." At this time, Elizabeth shouted loudly, "Liu Guang will win in the end!"



Gu He held the thermos cup tightly in his hand and looked at the female figure in the strange light. He sat on the sofa and did not dare to move.

In addition to unexpected encounters, he must be prepared for the worst, dissociative identity disorder, or multiple personality.

This sub-personality should have just been dissociated. In fact, if you analyze it carefully, you will find many clues.

Freud believed that the human subconscious is bisexual, there is no pure male or female, it is a combination of initiative and passivity.

He has been passive since time travel, especially yesterday when he saw many women dressed as cowherds. His mental passivity is the breeding ground for the formation of female personality.

In terms of Jung's "androgyny" theory, it was the "anima" in his soul that burst out from the unconscious.

A female personality obviously hates Santo Company and has related delusions of victimization, which has put her into a certain victimization situation. It is Santo's fault and the world's fault...

This is undoubtedly a psychological reflection of his dissatisfaction with his own predicament.

Then why Santo? Because he just watched some TV news. The opposite of wild dogs are the rich people in Santo.

What she just said about "investigation" means that the situational role she set for herself is that of an investigator in the Santo antitrust case, probably a heroic role such as a police officer, reporter, or judge.

After drawing the psychological portrait of this possible sub-personality, Gu He felt even more pain in his head, thinking that he was really crazy.

The more logical the madness, the more complete the madness.

Why are you crazy? Lao Fan’s glass of local wine definitely contributed.

In addition, this body was severely beaten by the game gang, and the brain nerves may have been damaged.

There are also unknown sequelae of time travel, which are all possible...

"Uh..." He thought hard about how to deal with it, and he had to deal with it carefully.

This sub-personality gave him feelings of paranoia, anger, worry and a little fear, which are all danger signs.

In addition to taking medicine, the main treatment method for multiple personality is "Gestalt therapy", which is simply through a series of active self-observation, self-talk, self-understanding, and reconciliation with oneself.

In this way, the main personality integrates all sub-personalities to achieve a new personality balance.

On the contrary, if instead of being able to reconcile, the quarrel with oneself becomes more and more negative and at odds with each other, then...

Different personalities will fight.

If the main personality loses, it will disintegrate in minutes. At best, he becomes a sub-personality, and at worst, his soul is gone.

Gu He doesn't like fighting. He must rely on self-reconciliation in this matter!

He took a deep breath, treating the other party as a patient, treating her mentality, and making her disappear happily...

"Actually, I don't like Santo Company either." He said seriously, "So how can I help you?"

He was really nervous, because whatever request the other party made would mean whether the personality was difficult to deal with, vicious or vicious.

After working as a psychiatrist for a long time, you will know that some personalities are more evil than evil spirits.



Elizabeth, who was all ready to die heroically, was stunned. What the hell?

This being doesn’t like Santo Company either? Then what is his background?

She looked at the figure sitting solemnly on the throne holding a scepter, and saw the strange ghostly lights and shadows...

Could it be...

Elizabeth's heart skipped a beat, and complex emotions surged through her. Yes, the other party's ability was simply beyond her knowledge.

How could such a powerful person be expelled for such a trivial matter as dealing with her?

Besides, if Santo wants to deal with her, it is enough to send one killer. If one is not enough, a team will be needed. Why send out strong men.

Could it be that the other party is really a kindred spirit and is here to help her?

The heroic stories that she had been obsessed with since childhood once again appeared in her heart. Every hero has a mentor to help her.

"Uh..." Elizabeth was dubious and confused. Is this an opportunity to ask for help? Maybe there is only one chance.

But be careful! Your demands must not be excessive.

Those greedy heroes in the story who try to let their mentors solve all problems will not have any good results. The hero must get out of the abyss on his own. This is the fate of the hero.

The mentor will provide treasures to help, but the most important thing is to guide the hero out of confusion.

Are you confused...

Elizabeth asked herself, she was really confused now, she didn't know how to persevere, and she didn't know if she was a hero. Sometimes she felt tired and thought about her past life.

"Do you think..." Elizabeth couldn't help but ask, "Can I continue?"

The majestic figure was silent for a while and said slowly:

"Nothing dies, it only changes form, especially you, because you are a thing in the making."

When Elizabeth heard this, her heart was greatly touched.

For the first time, she felt so clearly that this powerful man was really here to help her.


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