After taking care of all the leads at the ranch, using the space teleport ability of the Theater of Dominance, Ren quickly returned to his home. ARC City would probably be a little chaotic for a while. It wasn't something that he could interfere with right now.
What needed to be noted was that, in addition to the stigma awakening plan that was currently underway, the World Serpent also had a human modification technology.
They used young children as hosts, and by implanting mechanical and electronic components, they turned them into emotionless cyborgs, tasked with monitoring the entire city. And one of these cyborgs would be the central hub that could control all the other cyborgs.
At the same time, that central cyborg was also responsible for integrating all the surveillance footage of the other cyborgs. This was the reason why the World Serpent was able to obtain information so recklessly.
If possible, Ren still wanted to try and snatch her from the hands of the World Serpent. After all, just that one child was equivalent to a high-performance quantum computer. For Ren, who lacked any technological development level, it would undoubtedly be of great significance. And if he could control the surveillance network covering ARC City, then it would be much more convenient, whether he was hiding or causing trouble.
But right now, his combat strength was still very weak, and he was unable to confront them head-on. He could only pray that Kiana would grow up quickly and become a qualified Herrscher of the Void.
In fact, if he could keep Kiana by his side, it would undoubtedly be a better option. Not only would he have an extra bodyguard, he could also use her as a hostage during crucial times. But unfortunately, besides the consciousness of the Herrscher of the Void, there was another, even more threatening existence within her – Fu Hua with the Fenghuang Down.
Although, based on the girl's current performance, Fu Hua's consciousness had not yet been accepted by her, Ren and Kiana spending too much time together would definitely expose some weaknesses.
After all, he wasn't a god. He couldn't set up the whole world as a stage for her.
Once Schicksal noticed, the fate of the original Herrscher of the Thousand People was already clear.
After briefly organizing his next plan, Ren chose to go out. He still needed to continue disguising his current identity.
…
The girl next door, Jian Yun, was already waiting at the intersection. During the few days when he wasn't here, he had relied entirely on the puppet's control to go to school for him. He wondered if there were any issues.
"Eh? Brother Ren, you seem to be in good spirits today." He was still wondering if there were any issues, but he was quickly discovered to be different the moment he arrived.
"Uh, maybe it's because I slept better today?" He scratched his head, and let out a laugh.
"Is that so? So you didn't sleep well the past few days. No wonder you were like a wooden doll. I called you so many times but you didn't pay attention to me." The girl looked a little sulky. She looked at Ren with some reproach, seeming to be in a bad mood.
"…"
"…" There was no answer.
"Hey! Can't you comfort me a bit?" Jian Yun, who had thought that Ren would apologize to her, widened her eyes. Ren had actually returned to his usual absent-minded state.
Unfortunately, Ren didn't even notice her actions. Before Jian Yun finished speaking, along with the ancient and melodious sound of a wolf howl, his consciousness had already entered the Dominance Space, continuing to control the split-body consciousness.
Darkness, coldness, there was only a puppet that was tightly entangled by threads, hanging its head, like prey caught in a spider web.
Welcome to, the Theater of Dominance!
…
As a Westerner, Chris thought that he should be counted among the patriotic youths.
Even with the endless gang fights, the undisguised underground deals, even with the number of murder cases he saw on the news every day being numerous enough for him to write a detective novel, he still believed that these were just the gang's own doing.
He was just an ordinary person, a law-abiding citizen.
As he himself said, in this district, Chris was truly a unique person.
He didn't smoke, he didn't drink, he didn't go to nightclubs, and he never took any pills.
Like a soul that was out of place in this country, his daily hobby was just being able to play games after going home, and spend some time enjoying the latest anime from Japan. Of course, he would occasionally look at manga as well—those ahem mangas.
He felt that this was understandable. Humans always have desires that are unavoidable. Occasionally releasing the body's impurities was something that was beneficial for physical and mental health.
This was normal, violence was never the only way to release stress.
Growing up, he had almost never fought. The only time he had kissed someone's cheek with his fist was back in middle school.
It had rained very heavily that day. Coincidentally, the girl he had a crush on was standing next to him, taking shelter from the rain. This was a rare opportunity. The excitement filled the boy's heart.
——Before he found out that the girl he liked was pregnant with the school bully's child, it had been unbelievable to him. In his impression, middle school students should be thinking about their studies, not children.
So he went to argue with the school bully, and was beaten up as a matter of course—but it wasn't a loss for him. That buzz-cut punk had taken a solid punch from him. Every time he thought of this, he would show a proud smile.
——If he hadn't been expelled the next day.
Tap tap—
The sound of glass being knocked on came from behind him. Chris quickly came back to his senses. He looked at the young traffic cop next to him with a puzzled look.
"Hey, friend, I didn't run a red light." Looking at the red light at the intersection, Chris slowly explained.
The police officer wearing the uniform was very young, seemingly new to the job. Usually such young people had just graduated from the police academy. They were very rigid and orthodox.
"I know, but your car wheels have pressed on the traffic warning line. If you've ever studied traffic regulations, you should know that is illegal."
"Are you kidding me? I pass by this road every day to go to work, and nobody has ever cared." Chris was a bit unconvinced. He had lived here for more than twenty years, and if there were no accidents, he would spend the rest of his decades here.
The young police officer didn't care about Chris's fuss. With a mocking look on his face, he put the ticket into the car. "Citizen, the law does not care how long you've lived here. The fact that nobody cared before was just because of their incompetence."
"Sh*t!" Picking up the ticket from the seat, seeing the 3,000 fine on it, he felt a little frustrated. That money was what he had been planning to use to recharge for the game he had just started playing. Now it would all be gone because of a word from that young police officer. "Mxxxxxxfxxx!"
The young police officer, who had finished writing the ticket, showed off by pushing down his police hat, looking at the cursing Chris as if he was a clown. "Have a great life~"
Chris ignored him, he was still feeling the pain from losing his money.
Looking through the rearview mirror, he saw the young police officer already checking the car behind him. Chris could only admit his bad luck. Seeing the green light turn on, he quickly put his foot on the accelerator.
The next second.
Bang—!
The police hat flew high into the air, like a free bird taking flight.
The young police officer's blood mixed with brain matter splashed onto the rear window of Chris's car, the headless body still holding the pen, ready to write a ticket.
"Where did this blind guy come from."
Hearing the cursing from the car behind him, Chris's heart was pounding. Unable to wait for the green light to fully turn on, he slammed his foot on the accelerator.