Xyrin Empire
Chapter 322 - Chapter 322 Chapter 322 Lilinas Psychological Destruction

Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Lilina’s Psychological Destruction Method Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Lilina’s Psychological Destruction Method Although Little Baobao being attacked by over a dozen superpower users was somewhat unexpected, everything was resolved quite easily once Scorpion joined the fray. In the presence of a Heroic Combat Soldier with combat strength comparable to half an armored division, those at the pinnacle of human strength didn’t seem much sturdier than a block of tofu.

After we finished our meal, that sturdiest block of tofu had already been tossed into the most heavily guarded prison in Shadow City by Vega.

Oh, not tofu, I should say Medusa.

Frankly, I found it an incredible waste to use Shadow City’s highest-level space prison just to detain a human superpower user, and to assign a whole platoon of elite soldiers to guard it. It felt as painful as transferring some lowly burglar who was cuffed to a radiator in a local police station to Area 51 to be watched over by more than a hundred men dressed in black. Now, Medusa was enjoying such over-the-top high-security prisoner treatment: she was locked in a mirror prison set in Other Space, surrounded by seventeen energy suppression coils operating day and night, boasting the claim of reducing the explosive force of a nuclear bomb to the strength of a fart. At every checkpoint of the prison, at least three heavily armed Xyrin Soldiers were on continuous patrol, carrying devastating heavy weaponry capable of taking down an entire infantry company in ten seconds. As for outside the prison, layers of radar systems and energy detection fields were interlaced, so much so that if a mouse got in, when it came out we’d even know what each amino acid bend in its DNA looked like. According to Sandora, with such ridiculously strict security measures, the cell was one from which not even a world-ending event could facilitate an escape.

And in that ultimate prison, which made even my head spin, Medusa was the sole inmate.

What an absolute waste! If it weren’t for the fact that power and land cost nothing in Shadow City, there’s no way I’d agree to allocate funds exceeding those needed for a heater and handcuffs.

But then again, one can’t really blame those Xyrin Soldiers in charge of detaining prisoners. It’s just that Earth has been too peaceful, and to date, no human has emerged as a hero passionately resisting alien invaders. The various military buildings in Shadow City have barely been used since their construction–The arsenal and other installations are passable, as they get a little action now and then, but that prison had practically become a flea farm for display; it nearly… actually, it basically became the coldest department in the entire Pandora Corps. Thinking about it, I can’t help but feel sympathy for those prison wardens.

The commander in charge of prisoners of war looked like a broad, black-faced Big Man, even wider than Sicaro when viewed from the side, akin to the size of the Governor of California. When he heard that his godforsaken place was finally receiving its first inmate, this giant of a man, able to stand up against two Pandoras, was trembling as he grabbed my hand, almost to the point of tears.

I suspected whether he was running a prison or a hotel.

Anyway, after being forgotten by everyone for so long, the Xyrin Prison Officers were now ecstatic to finally receive their first “client.” Medusa “luckily” enjoyed the tender care of hundreds of senior prison officers as an L-level prisoner (low-threat POW or detainees with no capacity for resistance)–even Valimas never had such high-level treatment.

Following the noisy lunch reminiscent of a World War, I took Little Baobao, who had earned credit in this instance, along with Vega, and Lilina, who claimed to be proficient in various criminal psychologies and eagerly volunteered for this humanitarian persuasion mission, to Shadow City to visit the Olympus prisoner detained in the most high-spec prison ever made.

On the way, I started planning how I could use this opportunity to show off to Lin Xue and save her from saying that I… well I won’t say it, you all know it’s nothing good, right?

The room where Medusa was held looked pretty ordinary, like a single-person room, if not for the metallic reflection from the walls and lack of any doors or windows. It appeared no different than a clean and tidy hotel standard room. There was a white single bed and a silver-white table in the center, which even had a small vase with a white flower, its species unnamable, enthusiastically writhing about–clearly a new species researched by Dingdang. That little thing may not be good at much else, but its creation ability was on a steep incline.

Needless to say, all this was specially prepared for Medusa.

It seemed, though tightly guarded as a high-priority criminal, Medusa was not mistreated here, and you could even say she was receiving special care. For one thing, Xyrin Apostles don’t have a tradition of abusing prisoners of war; in their eyes, every warrior, even the enemy, deserves respect. Secondly, for the Xyrin Prison Officers who had been benched for so long, suddenly having a prisoner fall from the sky was simply too precious…

After we entered the doorless, windowless cell floating between dimensions via a special spatial transfer device, we happened upon Medusa, sitting on the floor hugging her knees, staring at the room’s central white flower that was wriggling like it was having a seizure, so absorbed that she didn’t react to our arrival.

It wasn’t until Vega made a slight move that the distinctive sound of his mechanical limbs jolted the mysterious woman out of her reverie, and she watched us with an expression full of wariness–though just a few seconds later, her gaze returned to the white flower in the middle of the room.

Me, Lilina, Little Baobao, Vega, the four of us had only met this woman once, and the atmosphere wasn’t exactly friendly each time–okay, it was downright unfriendly. Those not-so-friendly encounters definitely left a deep impression on both sides, so when Medusa saw the four of us appear together, a flurry of complex emotions flickered through her eyes, but all I made out was an epiphany.

Lilina, who was well-versed in psychology–and posing as a Fake Lolita–must have seen more… Uh, that girl was now joining Little Baobao at the table, teasing the flower.

“Your Prison Warden is absolutely a genius psychologist,” Lilina played with the crazy little flower that had taken lessons from Michael Jackson and suddenly said to me through a spiritual connection, “With such a method of torture, she probably won’t even need my help–this woman will break down within three days.”

“What do you mean?”

I was utterly confused–you see, despite my being talented, strong, handsome, wise, and learned, I was still a bit lacking in psychology.

Why hasn’t someone come over to hit me with a brick already?

“Look at this room, a blank space,” Lilina explained while messing around with the magic flower alongside the dummy loli Baobao, “White bedding, silver-white tables and chairs, as well as silver-white walls, ceiling, and floor. These monotonous colors and the hard gray-white lines create an extremely oppressive suggestion in one’s mind. Then, this crazy dancing flower will become the only thing you can catch a breath from in this white hell, but it will also be the catalyst that drives you gradually insane. Just give it three days, and this oppressive psychological suggestion will be enough to make an ordinary person’s spirit break down–her eyes will see only white, her mind will have only the image of a frantically dancing little flower, and then you can ask her whatever you want, the woman will even tell you how many times she wet the bed when she was a child… Ouch!”

I didn’t know if those Prison Wardens truly understood this kind of psychological tactic, but one thing I could be one hundred percent sure of was that Lilina’s conscience was indeed left somewhere in the nooks and crannies of Azeroth.

However, after her reminder, I also noticed the strangeness of this room. At first glance, the white surroundings looked very clean, but due to the monotony, the more I looked at it, the more unease it produced in my heart. It felt as if I was slowly sinking into this boundary-less white space. Moreover, that little flower was indeed eye-catching… No wonder I felt strangely irritated psychologically after just a few minutes in this room, and my gaze was involuntarily drawn to that weird flower…

But this must have been an unintentional mistake by the Xyrin Prison Officers. To them, who advocate simplicity and efficiency, such a room was perfectly suitable as a prison cell. They just didn’t understand the complex and subtle world of human psychology…

I looked at Medusa, who had once again had her attention drawn by the strange flower on the table, then snapped my fingers. The white walls around the room suddenly collapsed like unsupported mercury, silently scattering all over the place, and the space we were in immediately turned from a pale world to a small clearing in the woods under the blue sky and white clouds–Little Baobao cheered and ran out of sight, the spatial barriers in this room didn’t affect her in the slightest. I then began to contact all the Prison Wardens to hurry up and find the Little Princess…

“Out of basic humanitarian consideration.” In the face of Medusa’s astonished expression, I presented myself as a good person.

“This guy sees a woman and wants to hit on her, so you don’t have to… Ah! You Loli Fan, stop hitting me!”

Lilina’s conscience had really been left in a corner of Azeroth, hadn’t it!!!

However, the little scuffle between me and Lilina didn’t distract Medusa; she just kept her eyes on Vega, who was standing at strict attention, and slowly asked, “Who are you?”

I was taken aback and then shook my head, “You seem to be mistaken. You’re the prisoner here. We should be the ones asking the questions.”

But Medusa seemed to have completely immersed herself in her own world, ignoring my words, “You are not human.”

“Now that’s offensive, we are… well, at least I am…”

“I am too!” Lilina chimed in from the side.

“Have you ever seen a human pop out of a flower?”

“Oh, that’s right, you Loli Fan, you even saw that person naked that one time…”

I found that whenever I was with Lilina, my thoughts never seemed to straighten out smoothly.

“Alright, let’s talk about serious matters,” I wisely chose not to quarrel with the insidious Lilina after weighing my options for two seconds–after all, I was not her match, “Medusa, I know that’s not your real name. I think we should start by being honest with each other. My name is Chen Jun…”

As I spoke, I lost steam–the other person wasn’t listening at all, proving to be a tough nut to crack.

And I just couldn’t bring myself to resort to torture!

“It’s your turn,” I knocked on Lilina’s side, “Didn’t you say you are an expert in psychology? Make her talk.”

“Piece of cake, interrogation…cough, I mean, persuading people is my specialty.”

Did I just hear something very subtle yet fitting the facts just now?

Lilina confidently gave me an “I’ve got this” expression, then approached Medusa and casually pulled out two items from her personal space: a golden yellow toy poodle and an exquisite handgun.

The sudden appearance of items from seemingly nowhere caused a slight change in Medusa’s expression, but beyond that, there was no other reaction–she seemed to have developed an immunity after witnessing so many surreal things.

“Look, this is a dog, I call it a live dog.”

Lilina squatted in front of Medusa with an innocent smile on her face, like a harmless wild loli, and only I knew that whenever she sported such a sweet expression, it usually meant bad luck for someone–well, usually me…

Medusa’s expression was indifferent, as though nothing could make her speak–so I just hated those cults that brainwashed people; they are all like stones in a latrine; stinking hard to the core.

Lilina didn’t mind Medusa’s disregard, and instead, she raised the handgun and placed it against the temple of the dog in her hand.

“Bang!”

Blood splattered, and the dog’s head burst into the air like fireworks.

I hadn’t expected her to be so ruthless! But knowing Lilina, she must have had a follow-up plan, right?

“Look, this is a dog, I call it a dead dog.” Lilina raised the small corpse in her hand, her small blood-stained face still wearing a faint smile.

“Trying to frighten me with this?” Medusa scoffed, “I didn’t expect those who possess such mysterious powers to be so naive.”

Lilina shook her head, and suddenly, a green light appeared in her eyes; a starry halo emanated from the small dog’s corpse in her hands. Then, miraculously, the dog whose head had been blown off was fully restored!

“You see, this is a dog, I call it a living dog.”

Lilina smiled, pressing the gun against the little dog’s head once more.

“Bang!”

“You see, this is a dog, I call it a dead dog…”

The same scene repeated itself once again, and then Lilina tossed the unfortunate little dog, which had been killed twice over, into her Personal Space, but she pressed the gun against Medusa’s forehead.

Lilina’s face wore an innocent smile, as though a little girl unaware of the world’s ways was showing off a new toy to her big sister, “Well, life is precious, but a merciful God might grant you more chances to start anew, and I am very merciful… Plus, I will also mercifully give you a sweeter death, a valuable experience many people can only enjoy once in a lifetime, but you’ll have the chance to experience more–agonizing death, prolonged death, terrifying death, humiliating death… We have plenty of time to try all sorts of novel things on our journey to destroy the world. There once was a hero, a mere mortal emperor, who endured for a whole twenty-seven years, and only after four thousand three hundred and twenty-four deaths did he finally bow to us, bringing me so much joy… Hey, big sister, can you share your secrets with us? Lilina is a very curious child~~~”

To be honest, by then I was already breaking out in cold sweat!

Has Lilina become a psychopath because she died once?

“You loli fan, you’re badmouthing me, aren’t you?” Lilina’s Spiritual Connection burst into my mind in an instant, “I don’t need to look back to know what expression you have on your face! I majored in psychology, pfft… We’ll talk more when we get out, just ask anything you want now.”

That’s right, just ask anything–Medusa’s face showed none of the previous calm, replaced with deep fear instead, as she looked at Lilina like a helpless rabbit facing a hungry tiger, or rather, a helpless person facing a–Demon.

Look at this summarizing ability!

I moved Lilina, still brandishing her gun around, to one side, keeping as much distance as possible from this little madwoman who had switched off her moral compass, then gave Medusa a friendly smile, “Relax, I’m a good person…pfft, better you think of me as a bad person. Now tell me, what is your real name? The name Medusa is really too awkward to use.”

“I don’t have another name,” Medusa’s voice was still somewhat trembling, “We all had our previous memories erased and use codenames as our real names.”

I was slightly surprised, “Really? Your Olympus Organization is too much, to say the least. You are loyal to such a terrible organization? For all you know, you might have been an enemy of Olympus before your memory was wiped?”

“All for that noble ideal! Erasing our dirty past is to welcome a new world!”

No sooner had I finished speaking, Medusa immediately shouted back at me, excitedly. In that instant, I just knew–Olympus’s brainwashing education was indeed too effective…

However, good as Olympus’s brainwashing might be, they obviously lacked the ability to turn their members into saints without desires and fears, or heroes without fear. Under Lilina’s psychological tactics, Medusa’s mental defenses had long since crumbled away. In just a short fifteen minutes, the veil of the Olympus Organization was lifted before us, and their intentions became clear.

And upon hearing these intentions, Lilina and I were left speechless.

These delusional madmen… their goal was to become the new gods of this world! (To be continued, for the continuation of this story, please visit www.NovelFire.net. More chapters are available, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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