Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Because he felt that his arrangements had been disrupted.

How can this be?

“Impossible, right?” Ronan laughed. “Your setup is a triple test. The first is identity verification. Without that, you won’t even see the ‘door’. The second is a lock, which requires extremely high technical skills. And the third requires overwhelming force.”

"However, the first layer of identity verification requires a level beyond the seventh rank, so theoretically, you have to set up a system that is so difficult to see or touch that it is impossible to crack."

"Unfortunately, you are too greedy. Have you forgotten about Suleiman? You want a document that Mainar and Mushir have."

"At your level, what else do you need?"

"The only thing I can think of is some factor that can help you advance to the ninth rank. Once you reach the ninth rank, you will truly be invincible."

"So, it's not impossible to deduce some things from that information, right?"

Ronan said.

The information Garcia wanted was like a branch of the technology tree. Ronan, or rather Ronan's team, used this branch to reverse-engineer the prerequisites for achieving the eighth tier.

“You, no, it’s impossible.” Garcia’s voice was hesitant.

“Indeed, no,” Ronan said. “You can’t reach the eighth tier with just some dubious things. However, passing the identity verification hurdle is not impossible. Oh, you probably mean we don’t have the raw materials to make this fake identity card. You even delivered it yourself. Have you forgotten Freshta and Mina’s mech?”

"As for unlocking, the ghostly power is enough to touch the lock, and opening it is not difficult."

"Finally, there's violence, ha, isn't Armandina violence?"

At the end, Ronan revealed a mocking smile.

Garcia turned and fled without hesitation.

At this point, Ronan had already exhausted a lot of energy. Even if Ronan could actually cause some damage to Garcia from this moment on, he might not be able to outlast him.

After all, Garcia was indeed very strong, and Ronan could only rely on expending a lot of energy to neutralize his attacks.

Unfortunately, Garcia's mental fortitude was still too weak. He couldn't even accept that his win rate was no longer 100%. His win rate was at least 70%, while Ronan's was at most 30%. He was unwilling to continue fighting and instead thought about escaping, taking out his spare chips, and raising his win rate back to 100%.

Garcia disengaged at full speed, with Ronan in hot pursuit.

Garcia, though separated, swept across the sea like a white oath star with a long tail, parting the ocean and causing the seawater below to surge in both directions, revealing a sea path. Ronan, clad in sword, shield, and armor, resembled a golden fighter jet, relentlessly pursuing along the path created by the parted seawater.

Garcia, moving at full speed regardless of the cost, gradually increased the distance between them.

Soon, Garcia arrived at the white tree ahead of everyone else.

After devouring tens of thousands of lives in Xinhai City, the white tree has grown from a sapling into a tree nearly ten meters tall. At the same time, the white sphere at the top of the tree crown is constantly spinning, and in the air, many flying ash particles are constantly gathering towards the vortex formed by this spinning motion, creating a very obvious eddy.

Garcia reached into the trunk of the white tree with both hands and pulled out two seemingly lifelike but motionless bodies.

These are the bodies of Gus and Ahriman.

Immediately afterwards, the two corpses were forcibly merged into Garcia's body.

"Now, this is just the beginning."

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Chapter 1283 Shocking Change, Clown, Who Has Dragged Themselves into Their Own Trap?

The two "corpses" were completely integrated into Garcia's body, and Ronan had just arrived at that moment.

There was no other way; Garcia was already faster, and he was also spreading invasive magic particles along his path. Ronan had to transform to detoxify, which delayed him by half a second. Half a second is equivalent to hundreds of meters for someone of his level.

However, upon arriving at this place, Ronan immediately sensed a special barrier and restriction. His first reaction was not to try to break through it and interrupt Garcia, but to head straight for the three of them and immediately activate the switch for their fusion.

The three of them were also surprised. Shouldn't they be seizing the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow at this moment? Even if they were wary of a pre-arranged trap, they shouldn't have chosen to run away, right?

Almost at the same time, a sword pierced through Garcia from behind, its tip emerging from his chest.

“I knew you were waiting for this moment.” As Garcia spoke, he delivered a backfist combined with particle vibration, sending Amandina, who had been backstabbing him, flying. Then, Garcia turned around, drew his sword, and casually tossed it aside. “You didn’t think I didn’t take any precautions against you, did you?”

The long rapier pierced the ground to the side, its blade vibrating and buzzing.

Amandina had already carved a long trench in the ground, and after crashing through dozens of thick trees, she finally slammed into a large rock. The rock shattered and cracked, and Amandina, embedded in the boulder, had a large dent in her abdomen, dislocated joints in her hands and feet, and was vomiting large amounts of blood.

However, a smile lingered on her lips.

“It’s time for the clown to leave the stage,” Amandina said with a smile.

Her attack just now wasn't aimed at Garcia's vital weaknesses at all.

Instead, it's about turning on the spotlight to let the real protagonist appear.

Just as Garcia was about to pounce on Ronan again, he was suddenly struck by a sudden surge of emotion. A hand with a fair wrist and slender fingers emerged from the flesh of a tear in his back, while another hand, slightly stronger but not rough, emerged from the flesh of his right hand.

"How is that possible?" Garcia exclaimed in shock, realizing a highly improbable possibility.

Garcia instantly began to split, preparing to expel two "corpses," but his body suddenly became uncontrollable.

Not only was he unable to freely control the aggregation and dispersion of his own magic particles, he even began to feel his consciousness gradually fading.

Magic and life force are rapidly fading away.

No, it shouldn't be said that it has passed away, but rather that it has lost control.

“It’s you guys.” Garcia gritted his teeth.

"Those who believe in cause and effect are destined to be trapped by cause and effect. The evil flowers that grow from corpses will eventually become the nourishment for real flowers. It's been a long time, Brother Garcia." This was Ahriman's voice, magnetic, elegant, and then indifferent.

"I'm sorry, but this wasn't premeditated." It was Gus's voice, full of youthful energy.

The experiment did go wrong; their spirit and body separated, and they could not return to a normal state. If they continued to remain in this state, their consciousness would fall into complete nothingness, which would be equivalent to death.

Neither of them had anticipated this, and in order to survive, they had to take emergency measures to save themselves.

At this point, Ahriman instructed Gess to have Amandina help with some emergency procedures and not to do anything unnecessary.

Garcia, believing the two were still alive and well and that the experiment was progressing smoothly, knew from the outset that the experiment was prone to accidents. After verifying the experiment himself, Garcia confirmed its flaws and decisively took action, refining Guts and Ahriman during the "experiment" and disguising it all as an accident.

It could even be said that it wasn't a disguise, but rather a slight guidance.

Afterwards, he obtained two "corpses," which would become one of the steps to his ninth step.

However, all of Garcia's skills came from Gus and Ahriman, and Ahriman knew Garcia's character very well, so all of his actions were within Ahriman's expectations.

Naturally, the final result was exactly as Ahriman had expected.

Garcia killed them, but he also saved them.

Most of them were indeed refined, but the core part remained under Amandina's control.

Only when Garcia merges the two "corpses" into himself, Amandina injects her core into Garcia, and Garcia is already at the eighth level but still some distance from the complete ninth level—these three conditions must be met simultaneously—can the two of them achieve true and complete rebirth with the help of Garcia.

"Damn it!" Garcia roared, grabbing his face with both hands. He had been tricked. He had been a clown being played from beginning to end. The hundred-year plan was nothing but a farce. Everything he had done was just part of someone else's plan.

"Dad, quick, kill me!" Garcia shouted to Ronan, who was not far away. "It's Guts and Ahriman, it's all their conspiracy, you have to stop them!"

At this point, only if Ronan delivered a fatal blow, completely shattering and obliterating him, would he have a sliver of hope.

Of course, he might die, but death is no big deal. If he can drag these two down with him, then Guts and Ahriman are the real clowns.

“Placing your hopes on other things is the very habit that has led to the current situation,” Ariman said, his words tinged with sarcasm, but his tone was simply stating a fact.

“It’s no use, Brother Garcia. Have you forgotten that your setup also included a special restriction aimed at preventing Father from getting close to this place?” Guts asked.

Indeed, at this moment, Ronan, the only one who could possibly break the deadlock, was blocked outside and unable to get close, and this was exactly what Garcia himself did.

He certainly knew how to solve it, but he couldn't even control his own soul and body, so he couldn't do it at all.

"You used to think that others were trapping themselves, but how do you feel now?" Ahriman asked gently.

“Farewell,” Guts said.

At this moment, the two men's entire upper bodies had grown out, while Garcia's body was like a dried-up sac, and he knelt down helplessly.

At this point, Garcia had figured everything out.

Back then, if he hadn't taken the initiative to get involved, Gus and Ahriman would have really died.

Later on, whenever he delved deeper into the technology and made a breakthrough, he would inevitably discover the anomaly.

Even if he hadn't returned, he still had a good chance of winning if he had simply fought Ronan to a standstill. If he had won, neither of them would have had a chance to be resurrected; instead, they would have been absorbed into the White Tree and become nourishment. It was his three wrong choices that ultimately led to this situation.

In the final moments of his life, all that remained for him was pain and regret.

A few seconds later, Guts and Ahriman appeared in this world, while Garcia had completely disappeared.

Ahriman looked at the spot where Ronan had just been standing and thought, "Don't you want to catch up?" His father was really astute; he even planned to run away in advance.

"I'm leaving now, brother." Gus said goodbye and quickly went to Amandina's side.

At this point, Ronan, along with Lavana, Louise, and Liz, had broken the limitations of time and space and gone to another parallel universe.

Chapter 1284 Man, Theology Opens Science, The Sun and the Lighthouse

Parallel universe, Wright City.

Ronan and his companions appeared in the dilapidated castle that once belonged to Baron Wright.

In this timeline, the different choices made by the other "Ronan" at the beginning did not lead to anything; he himself still returned to...

What historical changes will it bring, or even a complete reversal?

Wright City.

It wasn't until he met Dinia in Wright that his different choice caused a conflict between them, leading history down a different path.

Therefore, the new Sea City, formed by merging the seven special cities, did not exist. After that incident, most of the Sea People were exterminated, with a small number escaping to the south. Naturally, Wright Castle was not renovated and converted into a school, but continued to stand alone on the side of the road north of Wright City, only becoming more dilapidated over time, occasionally only visited by pedestrians and merchants who chose to rest there.

"Sigh." Ronan sighed as he looked at the dilapidated buildings before him, but now was not the time for him to lament how one person's choice could bring about such a drastic change to the world. "Let's go, let's go to Seris to find Dinya and the others." Liz asked curiously, "You can sense it from this far away?"

"Maybe?" Lavana was also somewhat skeptical.

“Ms. Dinia must also be looking for a way to break through spacetime. After thinking about it, isn’t it just spacetime ability? Time ability can be found with Seris,” Louise said.

Ronan reached out and gently pinched Louise's cheek. "Not bad." "Hehe." Louise smiled smugly. "I can't help it, I'm just a little smarter than some people."

"

Normally, Liz would definitely have retorted, but in this tense atmosphere, she wasn't as thick-skinned as Louise who could still argue with someone.

Ronan waved his hand, and the floating shield assembled the triangular arrow spaceship. He then leaped onto it and called out, "Go!"

The spaceship carrying four people flew at high speed toward Seris.

The four chose to land in Guangzhou, south of Seris. "No rush, let's have a meal and rest for a while."

In Ronan's timeline, Guangzhou is an extremely developed megacity. In this timeline, Guangzhou is still very prosperous and wealthy, but this prosperity and wealth is limited. The reason for this is that Guangzhou in this timeline is a very good trading port and has a decent manufacturing industry. However, the Guangzhou in Ronan's timeline is the "land of dragon's rise" that he has built over decades. It is the largest and strongest manufacturing center in the Far East. Its wealth is almost comprehensive, far exceeding that of this timeline.

Moreover, in this timeline, Seris is generally quite inadequate.

After the fall of David, Seres was replaced by a new imperial dynasty. The imperial system was not the key issue; the key issue was that Seres' culture remained outdated and severely lacked scientific elements.

At this time, the entire Southeast Asia region had become a Western colony.

If it weren't for the large number of extraordinary individuals native to Seris, there would probably already be something like a "concession".

There are always arrogant Seres who think the West stumbled upon the New World by sheer luck, or some sheepdogs who believe the West's rise was due to a spirit of adventure and pioneering. Neither is true; it was a pragmatic and scientific spirit.

Where does this spirit come from? The answer is surprising to many: the Church and medieval theologians.

In Ronan's original timeline, a famous theologian named Aquinas, living in the "Dark Ages," posed a famous question, a very blasphemous question, one that many would say should be burned at the stake a hundred times: "How many angels can stand on the head of a pin?" This is actually a simplistic translation; more accurately, it should be "Can multiple angels appear in the same place?" This question is quite pointless, isn't it?

Actually, no, this is logic, this is reasoning.

In fact, a great many clergymen were not superstitious at all, but rather hoped to prove the existence of God. They pursued this cause relentlessly, with a continuous stream of clergymen attempting to demonstrate God's existence through philosophy, mathematics, and physics. Among them was a well-known successor: Sir Isaac Newton.

It is an absurd fact that the true origin of science comes from religious figures whom Seris believed to live in the Dark Ages, representing ignorance and cruelty.

Seris didn't have such a thing, so Seris lost.

In Ronan's timeline, he subtly instilled this spirit in Seris through agricultural reforms and industrialization, enabling Seris to later rival France, representing the entire West, and exert its dominance over all of Asia. Without Ronan, Seris merely maintained the facade of a superior nation through its massive population and numerous superhumans. Perhaps its tragedy and dark ages would arrive later than in Ronan's original timeline, but the outcome might be far worse.

Before they knew it, the group had arrived at a restaurant, and before they knew it, the food had been served.

"Sigh." Ronan couldn't help but sigh again.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about what's happening over there?" Lavana asked with concern.

Ronan shook his head, recalling a conversation he had with Liz's father, Rector, many days earlier. "No, I was just reflecting that although some people's view of history as heroes is certainly wrong, and although I keep saying that heroes are not the sun, but the lighthouse in the night, many times, my own existence proves one thing: the masses are not like ships that only need to point the way, but more like grass that needs the sun to nourish it."

"This masses are not just ordinary people at the bottom of society, but a civilization. Sometimes, a civilization even needs the scorching sun to ignite flames and burn many things to death."

"And the sun was later found guilty."

"I feel helpless."

Louise laughed. "Although I really dislike some people, including my dad and Liz's dad, I have to say I agree with some of what they say. Ronan, you are the great hero."