After Teacher Sun left secretly, Wang Wanrou turned back to the Wang clan and came to her room.
Returning to the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror, and suddenly her expression became a little intoxicated:
"It's so beautiful."
Possessed Cheng Jinyang:…………
However, Wang Wanrou's expression soon became ferocious again, and Cheng Jinyang could feel some extremely arrogant anger burning in her chest.
"Wang Wanrou." She stared at herself in the mirror, "You are the most perfect existence in the world, you..."
"...It can only belong to you!"
I don't know how long it took, probably nearly half an hour later, before Wang Wanrou reluctantly looked away from the mirror, picked up the tape recorder on the shelf next to her, and pressed the [Record] button.
"Dear Wang Wanruo, maybe I should call you Wang Wanrou." She said to the recorder, with a cold and chilling smile in her voice, "Listen up."
"I am you this morning. I have permanently erased my memory, so you don't remember what happened this morning."
"In fact, I have collected a large amount of family incriminating evidence. If they are posted on the Internet, it will definitely set off a huge storm of public opinion. After all... your father, the current chief minister of Taicheng, Grand Situ Wang Maohong, was recently being raped.
Zhongshu ordered Yu Yuangui to target him fiercely."
"If these crimes fall into the hands of Yu Yuangui, you know what a terrible blow your father will receive in the political arena. There is no doubt that the reputation of the Wang family in Taiyuan will also be severely negatively affected."
"If you don't believe it, just go and open the locked drawer in your study and have a look. I left the copies of the incriminating evidence there."
"So, if you want to stop this and lose your memory of the morning, remember every word I say next."
"I handed over this secret to a subordinate, and of course you won't have any memory related to him. If you still haven't found him and given him instructions before a certain point today."
"He will send these incriminating evidences to the Internet, using specially crafted programs and disguised IPs. In the absence of necessary information, once these incriminating evidences are released, you will not have time to block the network to curb its spread."
"To stop him from releasing information, you have to find out his identity in advance."
"I hid his identity. You need to log in to the [Network Chat] section of the [Jinling Hutong] forum, post a post titled 'Evidence of the Taiyuan Wang Family', and then put the first number on the copy in the drawer
The incriminating evidence is used as the content of the post and published in the forum section."
"When he sees this post online, he will take the initiative to contact you... Of course, this also means that part of Wang's evidence will be exposed, and there is a risk of being seen and forwarded. But compared to the copy in the drawer
What does this little bit of guilt have to do with the entire content on the copy?"
"Oh, by the way, at the ancestor worship ceremony this afternoon, you should have been stamped with the ideological stamp by your father: 'You must take the interests of the family as the highest standard, and you must not do anything that harms the interests of the family,' right? All the years
Members of the Wang clan who are over 12 years old will be stamped in the ancestor worship ceremony. So now you can't post a post on the Internet that will damage the reputation of the Wang clan in Taiyuan."
"That is to say, if you want to find my servant and prevent the release of criminal evidence, you need to first remove the ideological stamp on your body."
"Go and stamp yourself, Wang Wanrou. The order is to 'remove the ideological stamp left by your father.' Use a lot of your own ideological stamp and try to break down the ideological stamp that your father has put on your mind."
"Others can't do this because they don't have enough computing power. But I know that your actual computing power is second only to your father within the family."
"Come on, whether you can prevent the family's reputation from being severely damaged depends on whether you can do your best to lift the ideological seal in your mind."
"Although it must be difficult and arduous. However, I believe..."
She closed her eyes, paused for a moment, and said firmly:
"You can definitely do it."
After saying that, Wang Wanrou pressed the [End] button, then set the recorder to automatically play at 8 o'clock tonight, and then hid it in the bathroom mirror cabinet.
Finally, she showed a desperate and fierce expression, stared at herself in the mirror, gritted her teeth and growled:
"I forgot that you collected the family's criminal evidence, stamped your ideological stamp on Teacher Sun Gang, and entrusted him to release the criminal evidence. Do you understand?!"
After a moment, she answered herself:
"OK."
In an instant, the sky began to spin, and Cheng Jinyang suddenly felt some strange power washing over his mind... Wrong, it should be Wang Wanrou's mind. He was just possessing her, thus sharing her perception.
Then, the dream seemed to slowly speed up.
He saw Wang Wanrou waking up drowsily in front of the mirror a few minutes later, and found with confusion that she seemed to have forgotten something.
He saw Wang Wanrou in the afternoon, participating in the ancestor worship ceremony with her tribe, and resisting a headache, and was stamped with a thought stamp by her father. At that time, Wang Maohong looked at her eyes without any warmth from his father, as if he was in a deep and bottomless sea.
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He saw Wang Wanrou at night, and suddenly heard the sound of a tape recorder in the bathroom. After listening to the recording, her expression immediately became twitchy, and she rushed to the study to open the locked drawer and saw the neatly collected incriminating evidence.
Driven by the ideological imprint of "family interests first", she quickly tried hard to post posts on the login forum to find servants as explained in the recording.
Although she had edited the content, she was still unable to press the publish button - because once published, it would mean a blow to the reputation of the Wang family in Taiyuan. At this time, because of her ideological stamp of "not harming the interests of the family", she
Because of this, I am instinctively repelled to do that.
However, if the post is not posted, more incriminating evidence will be exposed, unless...
...decipher it yourself.
Driven by "family interests first", she understood that she could only choose to follow what was said in the recording and try to unlock the ideological seal in her mind (the decryption itself was not directly related to family interests) and break through its limitations. Only then could she
Grasp the big ones and let go the small ones, and try to preserve the family's reputation as much as possible.
Cheng Jinyang looked at Wang Wanrou, who was only 12 years old, in silence, locked himself in the bathroom, and asked himself to "remove the mental seal" over and over again.
The conflict between the steel seals was brutal and violent, followed by an extremely severe headache.
The ideological imprint left by Wang Maohong is as majestic and vast as the emperor of an empire. Just touching it with his thoughts makes him feel powerless to resist.
The ideological seal woven by Wang Wanrou was as bold and brave as a military general on the battlefield, launching life-saving attacks on the seal left by Wang Maohong again and again.
Every time she gives herself a steel seal, the average time it takes for it to conflict with the remaining steel seal in her brain is about 5 minutes, which also means more than 5 minutes of unstoppable severe headache.
About 5 minutes later, the seal he had placed was defeated, while the seal left by his father remained in his mind, and the integrity of the algorithm only lost about 4%.
In other words, it takes a full 25 times to wear down the steel seal left by Wang Maohong.
Wang Wanrou, who was only 12 years old, actually stayed in the bathroom, giving herself 25 mental stamps without stopping, and endured a severe headache that could drive anyone to collapse for more than 2 hours.
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Correspondingly, Cheng Jinyang, who shared her physical sensations, was almost tortured by headaches and wanted to die.
Fortunately, he was a man who had fought with demons in nightmares for three years, and his tolerance for pain was extraordinary.
In addition, the passage of the dream seemed to be accelerating at this time, so only about ten minutes actually passed, and the continuous headache and suffering gradually came to an end.
Finally, he saw Wang Wanrou standing up tremblingly while holding on to the sink. The remaining steel seal in his mind had shattered, along with the belief that "family interests came first" also collapsed.
Her thoughts were once again completely her own.
"Hmph, hehehe...ahhahahahahahahaha!" Staring at herself in the mirror, looking haggard, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, Wang Wanrou let out an almost pathological, suppressed evil laugh from her throat, ecstatically
The ground roared, "Can't it be done? It can be done, it can be done! I knew you could do it! Because..."
"Because you are the person in this world..." She stared at her crazy smile in the mirror, raising her neck arrogantly, with a mocking look in her eyes, "the person with the most perfect face and the closest to god-like wisdom.
Ah! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
Her smile suddenly stopped.
Because she suddenly saw herself clearly in the mirror, that pale yet beautiful face with a manic smile, and what was reflected in the eyes and pupils was not her own face.
But it was the face of a young man who looked familiar.
(This concludes the first volume. I asked for leave this afternoon to update the main text and organize the manuscript, so I will replace it with a random talk at the end of the volume. It may not be easy to ask for leave after it is published.)