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"You have so many pillows, can you carry them all?"
Looking at the pile of pillows on the bed, Moyin complained.
"Of course the more wives the better! Didn't I learn this from you?"
Mi Zhou said seriously.
"I didn't realize you liked girls. I'm so sorry for doing it with you."
Moyin scratched his hair and said apologetically.
"No problem? I'm bisexual, I just call them my wife because I like them. Of course, I like you too."
Mi Zhou slowly put on his cute little leather shoes.
"Well, do you want to meet the real person?"
“Can you do it!!!”
Mi Zhou suddenly became energetic.
"Can you do it? I am a god after all, and now I have gained the power to travel across worlds. It's easy for me to go to other parallel worlds. Speaking of which, Mahou Soju is in a very miserable situation. Do you want to go and help?"
"How can I help if QB can't kill him... Or can you save Asami and the others?"
Mi Zhou had a droopy face. She cried her eyes out when she watched Puella Magi Madoka Magica.
"If we go back in time and go back to the timeline before they became magical girls, I'm afraid we can prevent them from becoming magical girls, but I'm not sure if there is a choice in the world. Just like the stone door, there is also the possibility that the future is set. It is possible that once we leave, the world will use other means to make them magical girls."
Moyin thought for a moment and gave an answer.
"That still means nothing can be solved!!!"
Mi Zhou rolled his eyes.
"Not necessarily. What if you manipulate their minds? I remember that magical girls become witches because they doubt the correctness of their wishes. If you use your mind control to distort their thinking or worldview, so that they will not doubt the correctness of their injustice, will that solve the problem?"
Moyin suggested.
"...It seems worth a try, but is it really okay to distort other people's minds? I feel like it's a bit too much."
"That's to save them, right? It's okay as long as the result is good, right? We're not going to do anything bad."
"Well... after that, when I'm ready to go see Madoka, you can take me there. I want to help. But, what is it that you woke me up for?"
Mi Zhou walked up to Mo Yin.
"Angelia rescued some children. Let's go check if there are any evil-minded children among them. If not, we can send them to nearby cities and let them live on their own."
"What if there are bad kids?"
Mi Zhou opened his mouth to ask.
"Leave the bad boy to Angelica. When she finds out that the other party is an ungrateful person, she will know which side she should stand on."
Moyin shrugged.
"Would you like me to help manipulate a few people to backstab her?"
Mi Zhou showed a sinister smile.
"There's no need. Sooner or later, she will be disheartened and return to me. I've seen that future. Despicable means are used to deal with outsiders. We should be honest with our own people."
"Okay, I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat before we get on our way."
Mi Zhou touched his flat belly and walked out of his bedroom.
"What do you mean by getting on the road... Can't you use more auspicious words?"
Moyin rolled his eyes and followed Mi Zhou out.
"Well, you're a god, so why do you care about this? Even if the god of death bumps into you, he won't be able to take advantage of you."
"How should I know? I haven't encountered it before."
Moyin shrugged.
"If the Grim Reaper comes to take your life, what are you going to do?"
Mi Zhou asked curiously.
"Of course I'll chop him up, is there any need to ask?"
Moyin answered casually.
"I think I understand why the god of death doesn't come to find you..."
“Well…”
The two came to the cafe area that Haruta was in charge of.
"Good morning, Commander. It's rare to see only one person with you today."
Chuntian greeted Moyin with a smile.
"I have something to do today, so I asked Mi Zhou to come alone."
"So, what would you two like to eat?"
Haruta asked.
"I want three pieces of rare, medium-rare and medium-rare steaks each! I also want a serving of cheese baked rice, and mocha coffee as a drink!"
Mi Zhou raised his hand and announced the name of the dish.
"You're still as good at eating as ever..."
Moyin couldn't help but complain.
"What's the big deal? It's a waste if you don't eat it. We zombies are like this. If you change it to a wild zombie, it can eat a whole person in one day. I have been very restrained."
"What would you like to order, Commander?"
"I'll have a medium-rare steak, French toast, and bacon and eggs."
"understood."
Haruta walked gracefully towards the kitchen area.
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Underground laboratory attached to KCCO Special Command.
With his limbs locked, Yegor stared at the ceiling with dead eyes.
After a few days of itching as flesh grew on the wound, the half of his body that had been scratched to pieces regenerated, but his spirit almost collapsed as well. That feeling was simply unbearable for a human being.
"It looks like you've recovered really well. You've fully recovered. You have an outstanding regenerative and self-healing ability."
Richard Rice's face appeared in Yegor's sight.
"Humph."
Yegor glared at Richards. He now hated this researcher very much, not to mention that he was still looking at him as if he were a mouse.
However, compared to Richard Rice, he hated Moyin who injected him with the potion more. He had been living a life worse than death these days.
"Please allow me to take some skin tissue to study the activity of your cells after they are removed from the body."
Richards took a sharp scalpel and carefully cut off a small piece of meat from Yegor's arm without waiting for Yegor's reply and put it into the nutrient solution.
He was very interested in what would happen if the meat left Yegor's body. Would it differentiate again and eventually regenerate a new clone of Yegor, or would it continue to proliferate and eventually turn into a horrible meat mass? This is indeed an interesting topic.
If they can regenerate a clone, they can even master a means to quickly regenerate super soldiers. The only problem to be solved is the loyalty of the clones. If they can ensure the loyalty of these clones, then they will have an invincible army.
"When will you let me go?"
Yegor asked calmly.
"That's a little hard to say. Sir Yegor, you should understand that in the S08 theater, our KCCO Special Forces Command lost tens of thousands of well-trained soldiers due to your poor command, which greatly reduced our strength. General Carter and you should bear this responsibility."
Richards had a hypocritical smile on his face, and although his words were very respectful, Yegor could tell from the look in his eyes that he was clearly treating him like a guinea pig.
"That was not my failure in command at all. Even if any other officer was replaced, they would not be able to fight against that man. No matter who was replaced, the result would be the same. I was just blamed."
Yegor began to defend himself.
"No, no, no. If others had discovered this absolute gap, they would have ordered a retreat without hesitation to preserve their strength and then used heavy weapons to deal with the enemy. But you insisted on fighting him to the end, which led to the death of tens of thousands of soldiers because of your mistake. Please don't try to shirk your responsibility."
Richard Rice responded to Yegor fluently.
"...Then the S08 war zone will completely fall into the hands of the enemy."
Yegor reminded coldly.
"Now it has fallen into the hands of the enemy, and tens of thousands of precious lives have been lost. This is all your fault, so please take the responsibility you should bear now."
Richard Rice asked with a smile.
"We are now researching whether the drug can be extracted from your body and give other soldiers the same physical strength. If successful, your past responsibilities will be eliminated, and General Carter will no longer have to bear the responsibility for the defeat, so please be patient."
"Humph."
Yegor snorted coldly. He couldn't break free of these restraints now. He could only be a guinea pig obediently.
Richards left the laboratory with satisfaction, carrying the meat cut from Yegor.
"This division speed is really excellent. As long as we continue to supply nutrients... I'm afraid it will grow to human size in a very short time."
Back in his own private laboratory, Richards looked at the meat mass in the nutrient tank with satisfaction and analyzed it fanatically.
"But there is no differentiation? It's a bit of a shame. It's really impossible to clone a human being directly from a single cell like this? But with these tissues, we can do all kinds of research on its genes. I hope it will be effective."
Richards calmly extracted some cells and began to study them.
He was not targeting Yegor. In fact, as long as he had excellent research material, he didn't care who it was.
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S09 Command.
After breakfast, when Moyin was about to take Mi Zhou to the Blood God, the agent appeared in front of Moyin.
"Master, a helicopter is approaching our headquarters. Through radio communication, we have confirmed that the other party is from the KCCO Special Command. They seem to want to have a meeting with you. Can you allow them to land?"
The agent asked.
"Of course not allowed, just blast it down for me."