pjbooks Chapter 223 Sending Paul to Further Studies
Chapter 223 Sending Paul to Further Studies
"They're overthinking it!"
Lin Fan leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table, making a crisp sound.
"What they want about that old man, Paul VI, is nothing more than the secrets in his mind, especially the methods for cultivating divine crystals and Templar Knights."
At this point, Lin Fan turned to look at Lin Jianguo.
"Old Lin, what's the meaning behind the government's continued pressure to prevent you from killing that old bastard?"
Lin Jianguo rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.
"What else could it mean?"
They intended to use this old guy as leverage.
As long as Paul is in our hands, the Vatican will be hesitant to act recklessly against us internationally, fearing the consequences.
Lin Fan burst out laughing after hearing this.
"Old Lin, if that's all there is to it, then I think that old guy is pretty much useless!"
Lin Jianguo was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? The literal meaning, of course."
Lin Fan spread his hands,
"The Vatican is a complete mess right now. The highest-ranking officials of the Holy See are either dead inside or are all here working for me. What threat do you think they pose?"
Lin Jianguo slapped his thigh suddenly, realizing what had happened.
"Oh right! How could I forget about that? They probably haven't received any concrete intelligence back home yet."
Realizing that King Paul VI had completely lost his strategic value, Lin Jianguo immediately rubbed his hands together, his eyes turning dangerous.
"Since this old geezer is useless, keeping him around is just a waste of food. Kid, how about I take this opportunity? I've had my eye on him for a long time, I'd rather just shoot him dead."
Lin Fan shook his head and decisively refused.
"no."
Lin Jianguo glared at him: "What? You still want to keep him around for the New Year?"
"Killing him would be too easy on him."
Lin Fan tapped the table.
"Although the Vatican is now defunct in name only, this old fellow is still very useful."
Rather than ending it with a single shot, let's give the US a good run for its money. They want people, right? We'll give them to them.
Lin Jianguo was completely bewildered:
"Are you crazy? Giving them the people is risky! What if they team up and cause some trouble?"
Lin Fan didn't explain, and turned to look at Night Owl standing to the side.
"Brother Night Owl, could you please go and bring that old guy over here?"
"Understood." Night Owl turned and left.
Lin Fan then looked at Lin Jianguo:
"Old Lin, contact the U.S. government right now."
Tell them that people can be negotiated or handed over to them.
But the prerequisite is that you have to exchange something. We don't accept junk; if you want to exchange, you have to exchange core resources.
As for what it is, you can decide. If all else fails, we can discuss it with the domestic authorities.
Lin Jianguo frowned. Although he didn't understand what his son was up to, he knew that the boy was full of bad ideas and would definitely not suffer any losses.
"Okay, I'll contact them. I want to see what tricks you can pull."
Lin Jianguo turned and walked out of the laboratory to the communications room to contact China and the United States.
Not long after, the sound of dragging footsteps came from the corridor.
Night Owl grabbed King Paul VI by the collar with one hand and dragged him into the laboratory.
Paul VI struggled violently, shouting and cursing.
"Let me go! You heretics! You will be punished by God!"
As soon as the owl let go, Paul VI fell to the ground with a thud, groaning in pain.
Lin Fan stood up, walked up to King Paul VI, and looked down at him.
"Old man, stop shouting. Your Lord can't hear you."
King Paul VI raised his head, staring intently at Lin Fan, his teeth clenched.
"Lin Fan! Don't be so smug! I am the Pope of the Holy See, you wouldn't dare kill me!"
"Who said I was going to kill you?"
Lin Fan crouched down, looking directly at King Paul VI.
"Not only will I not kill you, I'll send you to the United States to enjoy a life of luxury."
King Paul VI was stunned.
He looked at Lin Fan suspiciously, not believing that this devil would be so kind.
"What...what are you plotting?"
Lin Fan ignored him and simply closed his eyes.
Consciousness instantly sank into the sea of mental consciousness.
Deep within the sea of consciousness, the massive spiritual body of the Great Crow resided, emitting a dim light.
Lin Fan transmitted a command to Da Wu through his mind.
The Great Crow's spiritual body twitched slightly, and then a fist-sized, bloodshot spiritual eyeball detached from its main body and floated in mid-air.
Lin Fan opened his eyes, and his right hand suddenly shot out, pressing down on Paul VI's forehead.
"ah--!"
Paul VI let out a piercing scream.
He felt something cold and piercing forcefully penetrate his brain.
Lin Fan used the Great Crow's mental eye to directly invade the depths of Paul VI's memory.
No system or complicated rituals are needed.
Through the consensus established by that eyeball, he can easily tamper with the other person's memories.
Following his will,
The giant crow's spiritual eyeball exploded in Paul VI's sea of consciousness, transforming into countless black threads that forcibly severed and reconstructed Paul VI's memory nerves.
Their original fervent faith in God was forcibly erased.
It has been replaced by absolute obedience to the "True God," and Lin Fan is the spokesperson for that "True God."
Moreover, the Great Crow's spiritual eyeball did not disappear, but instead remained deeply dormant in the subconscious of Paul VI.
This is different from Domingo and others.
Both Lin Fan and Da Wu can use this eyeball to remotely monitor the old guy's every move and the surrounding situation anytime, anywhere, around the clock.
Lin Fan could see and hear everything that King Paul VI saw and heard whenever he wanted.
Even at critical moments, this spiritual power can be directly unleashed, turning Paul VI into a walking form of spiritual pollution.
This is another ability that appeared after the Great Crow evolved.
This ability made Lin Fan increasingly feel that Da Wu was more and more like an evil god.
The whole process lasted less than a minute.
Lin Fan loosened his grip and took a half step back.
King Paul VI collapsed to the ground, convulsing, his eyes rolling back, and foaming at the mouth.
The owl standing to the side was so frightened by what it saw that it didn't dare to breathe.
He didn't know what Lin Fan had done to Paul, but he could feel the terrifying pressure that struck his very soul.
A few minutes later, Paul VI stopped convulsing.
He slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes, which were originally cloudy and filled with hatred, were now crystal clear, even showing a kind of fanatical devotion.
King Paul VI got up from the ground, ignoring the dirt on his body, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Lin Fan.
"The great spokesperson of the true God. Your most faithful servant Paul awaits your command."
His tone was respectful, without a trace of falsehood.
Night Owl's eyes widened, and he blurted out "Holy shit!"
One second the pope was unyielding to the death, the next he was a fanatical believer. This kind of method is beyond human comprehension.
Lin Fan clapped his hands, very satisfied with the result.
Get up.
King Paul VI obediently stood up, head bowed, hands hanging at his sides.
"Brother Night Owl, take him to take a shower and change into clean clothes. Don't let the Americans think we're mistreating prisoners."
"Okay...okay." Night Owl swallowed, and his gaze toward Lin Fan held a hint of awe.
at the same time.
Lin Jianguo was holding an encrypted satellite phone, engaging in direct negotiations with high-ranking officials in the United States.
On the other end of the phone was Carter, the US National Security Advisor.
"Mr. Lin, I hope you can recognize the situation."
"Paul VI is an important international figure; you have no right to detain him. Handing him over would benefit both of us."
Carter's tone was forceful, revealing an arrogant and condescending attitude.
Lin Jianguo sneered.
"Carter, stop with the bureaucratic talk. He's right here with me, alive and kicking."
Carter was secretly pleased and softened his tone slightly.
"Very good. Mr. Lin is a smart man. As long as you hand over Paul VI, we can drop our international sanctions proposal against you."
"Don't rush," Lin Jianguo said, picking his ear. "I've already asked for permission. We can befriend them, but it won't be for nothing."
Carter frowned. "What do you want?"
"I want too much," Lin Jianguo demanded, "Supplies, weapons, cutting-edge experimental equipment, and all those junk drugs you've been developing lately, give me some of them."
Carter suppressed his anger.
"Mr. Lin, don't you think your appetite is too big?"
"If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to change it."
I happen to need someone to guard the gate, and this old man is still quite healthy; it wouldn't be bad for him to stay and sweep the floors for me.
Lin Jianguo made a gesture as if to hang up the phone.
"Wait!" Carter exclaimed anxiously.
In the ruins of the Vatican, they found only incomplete documents and the raging crystal.
With their experiments failing one after another, they now desperately need Paul VI, this "living encyclopedia," to crack the secrets of the Papacy.
Compared to cracking the secrets of supernatural forces, sacrificing some resources and equipment is entirely worthwhile.
"Okay, we agree to your terms. When is the handover?" Carter agreed immediately.
Lin Jianguo grinned.
"Great. But I haven't decided what to exchange it for yet. I'll make a list and send it to you. You should prepare the transport plane first."
After saying that, Lin Jianguo hung up the phone.
He stood up, stretched, and strode downstairs to the underground laboratory.
Upon entering, one sees Paul VI, clean and dressed in a grey robe, standing respectfully behind Lin Fan, looking just like an old butler.
Lin Jianguo was stunned, then pointed at Paul VI and asked Lin Fan, "Has this old guy taken the wrong medicine?"
Lin Fan smiled. "He's a devout follower of the true God now. Old Lin, what did the Americans say?"
"You little brat, you've actually started a cult, huh?"
Lin Jianguo pulled up a chair, sat down, and took a sip of water.
"That old bastard Carter was so impatient that he immediately agreed to our terms."
I told him I needed time to consider what I specifically needed and to wait for the list.
Lin Fan snapped his fingers.
"Well done. Drag them out for two days and set the price sky-high. Once they deliver the goods, we'll send this big gift package to them."
Lin Fan looked at King Paul VI with deep eyes.
If the United States wants to crack the secrets of the divine crystal, then let them do their research.
With the big black eyeball in Paul's mind, all of the US's experimental data and base deployments will be transparently presented to Lin Fan.
When the United States thinks it has mastered the power of the gods, Lin Fan will show them what true calamity is.
"Let's go, Lin, to the cafeteria for lunch. We can also discuss how to fleece this fat sheep, the US."
Lin Fan stood up and walked out of the laboratory.
Paul VI followed behind with his head down, like a soulless puppet.
This scene made Lin Jianguo shudder.
Why does it feel like my kid is getting more and more wicked?