Although manipulating Avatar No. 1 would have side effects, for Lynn, it was more important to think about "saving" Avatar No. 1 than dealing with the negative effects of manipulating it in the short term.
'First, let's rule out Adam and Hermes. I can't even contact them with my primary and secondary avatars, let alone ask them for help. And it's too risky to let unfamiliar people conduct psychological therapy...'
'So, only 0-08, then. Although its main ability is scriptwriting, judging from the original plot, 0-08's scriptwriting obviously can directly affect people's mental state. It should be able to work as a makeshift therapist.'
'And with the ability of an Spectator, as long as it's psychological therapy, it doesn't matter which avatar I use; it should be effective, after all, fundamentally, I am the same consciousness in two bodies.' Lynn pondered above the monster's corpse. 'So the only question is how to get 0-08...'
Lynn didn't understand the time and space where the secondary avatar was, so he didn't consider it for now. But based on the previous Lynn Sotos' memories, Lynn knew that his main avatar was in the early morning of September 8, 1349.
This meant that the plot of the first volume of Lord of Mysteries was approaching its end. Klein had already become the Sequence 8 Clown and had experienced many scripts written by 0-08, as well as several battles and the death of Old Neil, gaining enough growth.
The plot involving Ince and 0-08 was nearing its conclusion, and tomorrow, Megose would take the semi-mature true creator offspring to the Tingen Nightwatcher Branch.
'If I want to get 0-08, reporting it first won't work. If I report it, Ince might just run away with 0-08 and might even trigger the 'explosion' of the true creator's offspring early to cause chaos before leaving.'
'Or maybe just launch it in advance; anyway, the true creator offspring are already mature... And even if Ince is really dealt with by the authorities, 0-08 won't end up in my hands.' Lynn continued to ponder in his heart.
'I don't have the intelligence to set up any elaborate traps or schemes within schemes. It seems that the best way for me is to directly take a steam train to Tingen now and lay an ambush near Blackthorn Security Company.'
'Then wait for Ince to act, directly find Ince and 0-08, and violently seize them. With the help of Avatar No. 1's power, this is achievable, and the cost should still be within my range of tolerance.'
Lynn was almost certain that, in order to obtain the main material for promotion to Sequence 4 and take it away first, Ince would definitely appear near the Tingen Nighthawks Branch tomorrow.
And because the fruit of victory was within sight, at this time, even if Ince noticed some clues, it was highly probable that he wouldn't leave and escape. After all, people are greedy and have a sense of luck.
This was his chance.
'As long as I act fast enough, not only can I kill Ince and get 0-08, but I can also save Dunn Smith and the others, and everyone will be happy...' Lynn made up his mind. It might be shameful to hide in the bushes, but if it worked, it was useful.
Ince wouldn't think that after he got what he came here for, there was still a hunter after his good fortune.
As for Dunn Smith and the others, Lynn's attitude was simple: if he could save them, he would; if not, there was nothing he could do.
Lynn was never overly kind, and in some ways, he didn't really care about good and evil. It's just that some people hoped he would stand in the light, so Lynn restrained himself like that.
But he wouldn't hold himself to the standard of a savior. Lynn knew he had no obligation and couldn't save everyone.
So, Lynn only did what he could and sought to be free from guilt.
'If I can successfully get 0-08, the only thing I need to worry about is the Evernight Goddess and Adam...'
Thinking of the Evernight Goddess, who was the best player in the original work, and Adam, who almost calculated everything and never lost until the end, Lynn instinctively frowned. He naturally didn't think he had the ability to compete with them head-on now. Apart from the gap in strength, just talking about intellect, Lynn didn't think he could match them.
Lynn was self-aware. Although he wasn't stupid, he was only slightly above the average intelligence of an ordinary person. Back then, he was able to go undercover in a distillery relying on his excellent professional skills and living in a lab resulting in his twisted upbringing. When it came to conspiracies and tricks, he was zero match for these old conspirators.
'But giving up for fear of choking isn't my style. Hmm, for the current Evernight Goddess, the most important thing is still Klein. As long as I show my support for Klein and form a solid alliance with the Fool, there shouldn't be a problem on this end.'
'And as for Adam, who always bets on both sides, as long as I give him 0-08 later, he might not do anything to me...' Lynn sighed, 'The most important thing is still to improve my own strength.'
'Otherwise, even without them taking action, I might be directly involved in some big conspiracy and disappear. Although I don't care much about my life, if I were to disappear like that, it would be too ridiculous.'
He could die, but even if he did, it had to be in a spectacular way. Meaningless death was the most unacceptable thing for Lynn.
Lynn made up his mind. Just then, he saw from the corner of his eye that the red-haired boy seemed to have finished his thoughts.
Lynn thought for a moment, intending to greet the boy, but saw him walk up to him and arrogantly say, "Come on, call me big brother."
Lynn:?
What's going on? According to the birth order, shouldn't he be calling him big brother? What's up with this little brat?
Seeing Lynn not respond, the red-haired boy raised his eyebrows and suddenly reached out to grab Lynn's face, pulling it unexpectedly. At the same time, he looked disgusted and said, "Hmm you turned out to be a fool; I will just throw you out, to save space here."
After speaking, he really wanted to pick up Lynn and throw him out.
Lynn:...
Damn brat, where's my knife!
Of course, Lynn wouldn't actually let his avatar be thrown out. He was caught off guard just now. The next second, he quickly slapped the red-haired boy's hand away, and with such force, the boy's hand swelled up immediately.
But the red-haired boy, who had his hand turned red, obviously wasn't one to suffer, and immediately fought back after being hit.
So a few seconds later, the two children were wrestling with each other, perhaps out of tacit understanding, or perhaps because they didn't expect it, neither of them used any extraordinary abilities.
About half a minute later, the red-haired boy was firmly pressed to the ground, half of his face buried in the flesh pile, while Lynn was suppressing him, smiling and saying, "Come on, good boy, call me big brother instead."
Understanding the weight of the eldest brother's love, huh.
(End of Chapter)