This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 37 Threat
The development of things within the copy must also follow basic rules.

It has been 12 hours since Nie Weiyang arrived here. The shelter had closed its gates 6 hours ago. No one can enter or leave without the administrator's authorization.

Before this, Kang Sen could only figure out where Nie Weiyang got into the family's car. He had no way of knowing any other information, let alone any evidence against Nie Weiyang. Otherwise, judging by the other party's personality, he would definitely bring a team with him.

So, a threat?

Because the administrator is the boss of the security chief and has the authority to directly command the security department, does this guy think that part of his ecological niche has been replaced?

No, that's too stupid. As I said, things in the dungeon still have to follow basic rules. Kang Sen can't be that stupid if he can get to this position.

At most, he just came to warn Nie Weiyang.

Nie Weiyang's fingers tapped slowly on the armrest of the chair. He had no intention of getting up to greet them, but continued to browse the information on the screen, such as 'The Source'.

There are two types of people in this world: those with Sources and those without Sources. "Source" here refers to something traceable. Whether someone is a Source is determined by the "Center." The Center is located in the "Central City," where all Sources go for training.

This is a world where everyone can release mental power, and using mental power to communicate is naturally a basic operation.

'Empathy' is a way of communication that opens the soul. It makes love and hate become straightforward. Communication between people once reached a level where there were almost no lies. Races and cultures merged, and people began to give up their surnames, leaving only given names to distinguish individuals.

But starting from a certain point in time, people's ability to project their minds outward gradually weakened, from almost everyone being able to use mental power to change reality, to people only being able to use mental power to move objects, and then to mental power only being used to query compressed information and communicate emotions... Until now, their mental power has even lost the ability to communicate emotions.

For thousands of years, this entire society has been accustomed to using mental power to express and receive. Suddenly losing this convenience, these people have no idea how to sort out their own emotions.

Because their culture, art and thoughts tend to describe the interaction between the soul and mental power, pure verbal communication has only been around for the past hundred years. The instincts passed down in their genes make people anxious and uneasy, just like normal people outside the copy have their tongues cut off and their mouths sewn up since birth, but instinct tells them that they should make sounds with their mouths.

The tower of civilization once built by spiritual empathy now collapses into ruins.

Over the past hundred years, society has become unstable and turbulent. Malice, like the love it once had, has become sharp and direct. Humanity's influence outside the planet has rapidly shrunk, and only the "Hope Space Station" remains. But even within the Hope Space Station, people gradually lose trust and work efficiency declines...

The Source People appeared during this hundred years. The biggest difference between this group and ordinary people is that they have been trained to be calmer, more rational, stable, and non-instinctive, making them more suitable for management and command work, and they are less dependent on mental strength in life and combat.

Their power comes from other sources.

Nie Weiyang couldn't find out what those 'sources' were, but he knew very well that those with sources were a completely privileged social class here, and they hardly looked like creatures of the same race as the others...

The game system arranged Nie Weiyang to have such an identity in the copy story, which was not only to cause trouble for him, but also to disgust him.

Now, Nie Weiyang has to play the role of a person from a privileged class while gaining the trust of others.

This "other" includes ordinary people, normal people, abnormal people and the original privileged group within Shelter 4701 - most importantly, he cannot reveal his true identity.

Nie Weiyang licked his sharp fangs and felt his hands itchy.

The AI ​​began broadcasting the information about the security chief's visit. He let the message play three times before closing the information query interface and saying, "Please let him in."

The silver door opened, and Kang Sen's face turned black outside. He was very dissatisfied with this neglect, but he said nothing.

"After discussion, you have been granted the right to stay here temporarily," he said, "until the war ends, or..."

"What?" Nie Weiyang asked back. Although most of his expression was blocked by his sunglasses, his whole body exuded a strange gentleness and kindness.

He's playing dumb.

Kang Sen was silent for a moment. He walked into the office, put one hand on the desk, and stared at Nie Weiyang's face. "Here, you are the outsider... the source. Lower your attitude, it will be better for us all."

Nie Weiyang tilted his head slightly, and his eyes behind his sunglasses flickered.

“If this is a warning, you should go in with them,” he said. “Or, well… the meeting room is on the second floor, isn’t it?” Under Conson’s icy gaze, the tall young man stood up, calmly walked around the desk, and gestured to the reception area next to him.

"Please take a seat," he said. "What would you like to drink?"

"I won't drink anything!" Kang Sen shouted angrily. He couldn't understand why Nie Weiyang was so calm. "Do you understand your situation, 'Administrator'?"

Kang Sen was angry, but Nie Weiyang just poured a glass of water for each of them and sat on the sofa.

"I have a rough idea." Nie Weiyang's voice remained gentle. "Besides the external threat of war, the internal troubles of factions, the loss of people's hearts, and the loss of hope, is there anything else I should know, respected Minister of Security?"

Kang Sen stared at Nie Weiyang intently, looking like he wanted to remove the sunglasses from his face and throw them away. But Nie Weiyang's sincerity and gentleness made Kang Sen feel strangely powerless, like punching cotton...

The lack of emotional resonance, a crucial means of communication, made it difficult for him to understand Nie Weiyang's motives. He could only follow his usual way of thinking and assume that this was the beginning of a conspiracy. But reason told him that no, that was not right, this was just a communication...

is it?

"...The most annoying thing is you Sourcers!" Kang Sen gritted his teeth. He seemed to be in a constant state of anxiety, like a sensitive hedgehog.

Nie Weiyang suddenly smiled. This smile contained no sarcasm, no harshness, no malice, no aggression, and none of the things that Kang Sen was accustomed to.

"In your world, is sarcasm the only sincere thing?" Nie Weiyang asked.

He didn't wait for an answer, but pushed a glass of water in front of Kangsen.

"Drink some water," he said. "Maybe there will be something else later..."

"I said I don't want to drink!" Kang Sen threw the cup away and it hit the ground. It didn't break, but the clear water splashed all over the floor.

He reached across the table, grabbed Nie Weiyang's chest armor and neck guard, and pulled him close forcefully. He thrust a pistol he had pulled out at some point against Nie Weiyang's abdomen and growled menacingly, "In a year at most, after the planet's home base and the Hope Space Station are reconnected, the shelter will cease its combat readiness. By then, you'll be out! Until then, stay put and don't even think about doing anything unnecessary!"

Kang Sen was used to doing this, and he had obviously threatened more than one Source in this way. But this time, he made a mistake.

The source person on the opposite side not only did not retreat, but approached him.

"Recycling water also requires energy, Kangsen. Don't waste resources," he heard the man say. A terrifying scarlet light shone faintly from behind his unpleasant sunglasses. "The more water you try to waste, the more blood I'll drain from you. Fair enough, isn't it?"

The red light was so terrifying that Kang Sen instinctively wanted to shoot, but he felt as if his arm had been hit by a car. He felt dizzy and fell to the ground. When he came to his senses, he realized that the pistol was in Nie Weiyang's hand, the slide stuck and unable to fire. He found himself unable to move, and felt a chill on his neck. Blood spurted out and splattered on the micro-camera. He couldn't even imagine how all this happened in such a short time. He just saw that the other person was smiling, a smile with sharp fangs.

"Is that right? Everyone?" Nie Weiyang asked patiently.

He paused, looked at the camera and chuckled, "Oh, this may not be very clear - okay, please wait, I'll be right there."

Nie Weiyang let go.

With a "click", the slide returned to its original position and the pistol fell to the ground.

　: Don’t come over here!!!

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　　Many thanks to my friend Feng Chenyin for helping me fix the bugs in the previous article! Old Feng, you are a master at fixing bugs...

　　My memory: I wrote A
　　My keyboard: a
　　Me: Wait a minute

　　Keyboard: You don’t understand, win11 asked me to write this
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　　Subsequent modification: Actually, the author was a little sick at the beginning of this chapter, so the writing was a bit chaotic, because at that time he was already having a fever but he didn't realize it (...) So this copy was quickly finished, please don't worry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)