Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

The Pleasure Society's potion ritual in Bei'anzu; the Church of the God of Order's "artificial godhood" project; the Pharos Medical Society, which is actually conducting unknown research; and the powerful sound of the Royal Movement trying to profit from its "uniqueness"...

These four are the main contradictions. As for other derived events, they are derived from these four major events - such as taking the opportunity to weaken the Savior Goddess Church and assassinating Ashford - they are only secondary contradictions.

The chaotic city of Ansu was finally sorted out after Charles conducted multiple simulations and integrated information from different aspects.

I guess no other organization knows more comprehensive information than ourselves.

It feels like everyone has their own things to do... Aren't they tired?

Ciel raised his hand and gently rubbed his temple with his index and middle fingers.

The desire to lie down and fall asleep forever has never been so strong as it is now.

"Ah... one last question..."

Charles' tone was a little weak, and this weak voice made Mond's heart gradually calm down.

The key man probably also saw the current situation clearly and was ready to compromise and cooperate.

hum-

Charles slowly raised his hand, and a silver light flashed in his hand. A dark green frontal lobe with slightly broken edges appeared in Charles' hand.

The simulated self took out the frontal lobe from the subsystem warehouse, but it did not affect Charles's system warehouse. She could still take out the frontal lobe that she had exchanged long ago.

"How do you use this thing? You should know, right?"

Ciel asked casually.

The moment he saw the dark green frontal lobe, Mond's eyes suddenly widened, and his face under the shadow showed an expression of disbelief.

"Impossible! This thing..."

Mond said subconsciously.

But soon, she shut her mouth.

Mond knew very well that this thing was brought out from the Redemption Society by her own hands, and there was no way it was still in the hands of the Key Man.

The key person is a "disruptor" and can take out whatever she wants!

"The real thing is not in your hands. I can't help you get it."

Mond shook his head.

“This is the real thing.”

Charles shook the frontal lobe in his hand, and this soft piece of brain shook slightly in Charles' hand like green jelly.

"Heh... I personally took the authentic piece out of Ashford's laboratory and handed it to Professor Lafayette. How could it possibly be in your hands?"

Mond scoffed.

"Oh……"

Charles nodded and smiled. "What's Lafayette's reaction to this? Did she take off her sunglasses? Did she laugh?"

Hearing Ciel's words, Mond, who had just been sneering, gradually lost the smile on his face.

The information they received was that Ashford had obtained a piece of the symbiotic brain, but it was not clear which piece it was.

However, when Lafayette saw the brain he handed to her, there was indeed shock in her eyes, and her smile disappeared. She indeed opened the lens and carefully observed the brain... Mond was still smug about bringing back something incredible when he was sent away by Lafayette.

Seeing the smile suddenly disappear, Charles' smile grew even wider: "Do you know why she was so shocked?"

Without waiting for Mond's reaction, Charles said directly: "This is the part in Windsor's brain... Oh, the one with the strong sound memory."

"Lafayette would definitely be surprised, maybe even wanting to cut open Windsor's brain to see if the frontal lobe is still there? Because Windsor is clearly alive and well..."

"I guess Lafayette will find out it's fake soon... including the part about Windsor's brain. Then, when Qiang Yin hears the news, he will definitely go crazy and look for me everywhere..."

"By the way, do you know why Qiang Yin has those burn marks on his face? I guess Lafayette was the one who patched up his facial flesh?"

"Who does that key symbol refer to?"

At this, Ciel chuckled.

"It's so hard to guess..."

Halfway through listening, Mond already felt his hands and feet getting cold.

The key person in front of him, with a smile on her lips and speaking weakly, gave Mond a great sense of fear... The key person looked nonchalant, as if she was in control of everything, so she was fearless.

The Key Man...knows more than I thought.

This time, Mond really put aside all her previous prejudices against the Key Man, and even stopped thinking about the Key Man's previous ridicule of her.

If the Key Master really knew everything... then she was indeed qualified to mock herself.

Compared to the joy that the key man gained from disrupting these things, what he did was like a child playing house, and he was still complacent about it without knowing it.

What's going on with the Key Man...it's like he's suddenly become a completely different person...

Mond is now under the control of others, and she can only believe what the key man says.

Mond swallowed lightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I... can help you decipher the information in that brain, sir..."

When he said the word "Sir", it meant that as a colleague and as an inspector who also led the team and monitored their actions, Mond was completely convinced by the Keyman.

"Tell me."

Charles nodded slightly, sat on the box, and looked down at Mond who was kneeling on the ground.

……

Almost two hours later, inside the factory.

Several wooden boxes were spliced ​​together to form a simple makeshift workbench, with a layer of gray waterproof cloth covering the tabletop.

Several black men stood beside Charles, holding tools in their hands, waiting for Charles to use them.

On the table lay a shirtless man with his eyes closed, seemingly in a coma.

The man's head had been completely cut open. When it came to opening a skull, Charles was now more experienced than before. He didn't even break the skull into pieces. He just used his "coroner" ability to fix it, and he couldn't even see any signs of the cut.

The man's frontal lobe had been completely separated, and the place where his frontal lobe should have been was replaced by a slightly beating dark green frontal lobe.

Then, Charles carefully glued the skull covered with mucus back together and sutured the scalp.

Perhaps because he worked with corpses so often, Charles' technique was rather rough, and he did not deliberately aim for beauty, always prioritizing speed.

"Is that right?"

Charles put down the scalpel and turned to look in Mond's direction.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Mond nodded slightly, with some doubts flashing through his mind.

Why can the Key Master use the power of "Coroner"...

Even a “disruptor” can’t do this…

Monde didn't have time to think about it. Seeing Charles's impatient look, she said quickly:

"After this brain is replaced, most people will be contaminated by the Other World. Only those with a certain resistance to it can fully adapt... Generally speaking, only the original owner of this brain can adapt perfectly, so the choice of the receptor is very important..."

"This frontal lobe was originally removed from Windsor's, so Windsor can withstand its side effects and won't be completely assimilated by the delirium or this brain."

Listening to Mond's words, Charles nodded.

Although it is not known why they did not use the hippocampus for experiments, the prefrontal lobe can also carry a lot of information, especially after special modifications.

If ordinary people cannot bear it, they will most likely be eroded by the pollution of the other world. Even if they are lucky enough to avoid the pollution of the other world, they will still have to face the erosion of strong sound memory.

According to Mond, this frontal lobe has been damaged, and the loss of information inside is secondary. The most important thing is that the "lock" or "restriction" engraved deeply inside has also been destroyed.

People who merge this brain will be eroded by the vast memory of the strong sound - in the end, the recipient may directly think that he is the strong sound.

How does Qiangyin extract or store this information itself?

The method would be a little unexpected for Ciel—unexpectedly simple.

The prefrontal lobe can be activated directly through specific keywords, and the polluted prefrontal lobe will directly dominate all the thoughts and actions of the recipient.

Strong sound gives you an opportunity to communicate with your "pure" self without any pollution.

Of course, this is just the initial stage of this brain transplant plan.

When the technology matures, Qiang Yin will be able to transform his own brain and connect with Windsor's brain - this will allow Qiang Yin to have two bodies, and one of them will be completely pure and uncontaminated.

Windsor's limited brain capacity is no match for Qiang Yin, who has lived for so many years, and in the end, only Qiang Yin can gain the dominant position.

From the conversation with Mond, Charles also learned the most core point of this technology.

That is shared thinking, which will share the potion mumbling.

In other words, if a half-crazy Level 4 and a mentally healthy Level 1 share a mind, the Level 1 will be driven crazy by the massive amount of terrifying whispers.

But when a half-crazy level 4 spirit shares it with hundreds of spirits in good spirits of level 1 and 2, the ravings that were originally enough to kill people will be smoothed out to a level that everyone can accept.

And that Level 4 will also be free from the influence of most of the whispers, and can even look forward to the once unattainable Level 5...

Charles believes that this is the essence of "artificial godhood".

You only need to replace the "units" that are about to die regularly. As long as there are enough "units" at the bottom, the 4th-level mental pollution and nonsense will be infinitely flattened to a point infinitely close to 0.

To be honest, it was a crazy idea, and even Charles was a little interested.

“Cough… cough cough… ahhhhh!!!”

The man who was lying on the operating table suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes. He screamed wildly as if he had seen some horrifying scene.

The black "man" next to Charles stepped forward and pressed the man's limbs and lips.

The man struggled madly, and did not stop even when his hand bones were broken, as if he was suffering from extreme pain.

Ciel looked at the struggling man in front of him and shook his head slightly.

This was just an ordinary rapist from the East District who happened to be caught by the gang. Charles had no sympathy for the subject, but just lamented that a corpse was better than a living person... at least he wouldn't struggle and roar like this, which was annoying.

Charles took off his gloves and waved his hands. One of the black men, the "Snooper", twisted the man's neck cleanly and quickly. Without blood supply, the parasitic brain calmed down temporarily.

"I can introduce you to Lafayette... I can introduce you to her as a very talented researcher. You can quickly turn her against me with your abilities. She's just a research lunatic..."

Mond looked at Charles who was sighing in front of him, and his heart trembled slightly.

She had a bad feeling.

But her body was still tightly bound by the shadow, and she couldn't use her abilities even if she wanted to.

But just as Monde finished speaking, she saw the key man turn his head and look at her.

To be honest, Ciel didn't have much curiosity about Qiang Yin's memory, but there were definitely countless scenes in Qiang Yin's memory where "uniqueness" was used, and she wanted to get this information.

"Miss Mond,"

Charles looked at Mond in front of him and suddenly asked, "How is your resistance to the other world?"

The bound Mond opened her mouth slightly, but she quickly recovered and said quickly: "No... no no no... you can't do this..."

But Mond's words did not stop Charles's actions. She could only see Charles walking slowly towards her.

"No! Keyman!!! You can't do this!!! You're also an Overseer!!!"

Monde began to struggle fiercely. At this moment, she no longer cared about keeping the other party's identity secret and shouted in panic, "We have no conflict of interest!!!"

But no matter how she yelled, the girl in front of her seemed not to hear her.

Charles walked in front of her and half-knelt, reaching out to fiddle with the black shadows that bound Mond's whole body. Mond could only watch as the other party stood in front of him and fiddled with the black shadows as if he was selecting goods in a butcher's shop, completely unable to resist.

Finally, with Charles's attempt, her hand gradually sank into the black shadow that had begun to become somewhat translucent, and touched Mond's long light golden hair.

"Still sterile operation..."

Ciel said with a smile, as if he had found a new toy.

Charles stood up and smashed the skull of the man on the table with a hammer. He tore off the parasitic brain and placed it in the hands of a black man. Then he took a bone saw from another black man.

The moment he saw the bone saw, Mond's brain went blank, and then he began to struggle hard.

Seeing Charles walking towards her, Mond's fear had almost reached its peak. She almost collapsed and shouted: "Keyman! Keyman! Let me go! I will do anything! Why!!! Why!!! I've told you everything you want to know!!!"

"I've told you everything I've done in the past without reservation!!!"

"I have no reservations!!! Key Man!!!"

This desperate cry seemed to annoy Charles, who loved quietness. She half-knelt in front of Mond, slowly stretched out her hand, penetrated the shadow, and grabbed Mond's hair.