Chapter 1959: 1959 11

"Long time no see, Professor Friedman"

While Hot Jiro turned a vigilant eye, he greeted Friedman, who was the person who created him and who belonged to the same team and had also studied together.

"Oh... I didn't know you were there, Jiro Hot. The GPS reaction disappeared, so I thought you were in the other world. What a surprise. Did you go back to being a kid too... and I didn't know you had dog tails and ears..."

Friedman says, with faces like I can't hide my joy and surprise. It was an unexpected surprise and a pick up for him.

By the way, Friedman studied with Jiro Hot when he was around the age of ten, and when he was in his late teens. When I was in my late teens, I was in "Buste if Dust Also Loaded," and by then, I had already seen Hot Jiro full of cobs, my back bent, and my apparent age was aging.

"Nice to meet you - Professor Friedman. It's Junko Yukioka. It's an honor to meet you, but a quick question. What did you do to Jiro Hot or Theodore? And you think it was Professor Friedman who set you up to come here?

Junko spreads his smile and uncontrolled grin as usual and asks Friedman.

"Ooh... you are that famous, Mad Scientist world super idol... No, no, it's an honor to meet you. No, no, I'll say no to the second question. All my clones are being sniped. At the same time, this is the fourth time. The Spirit is visible, and gathered to the same place, perhaps killed. At the third point, I finally figured out that fact, and this time I'm trying to stop it."

Friedman turns his gaze to Mika while denying one of Junko's questions.

"True! At least that's what the request was about! That's why we've come so far!

Mika ran out of words.

"There may be something I can't talk about, but it was what I asked for on the surface -"

"No, no, no..."

When the truth is cold and ironic, Friedman openly wanders.

"So... what's the first question?

It was Theodore who asked in the face. I haven't lifted my guard yet.

"Ugh... that's..."

Friedman making a difficult face and clogging words.

"You have information you're hiding!? Spit it it all out here! Maybe that'll be the thread to solve the case!

Makes a rugged face, Mika stuffing on Friedman.

"Wow, okay...... Speak. Mr. Hot Jiro, Theodore. You are children."

"Why is one a prize and one a forsake?

"Is Yizhou the one to unload the spirit?

Listen to Friedman, number two and Theodore ask.

"The original children do, but you guys have a slightly different nuance. You are the door that connects the material world to the underworld."

Ignore number two, Friedman, who answers only Theodore's question.

"Rarely would there be a person with a psychic medium? Those who see the Spirit easily, feel the Spirit easily, and possess the Spirit easily. What do you think that is? To my mind, spiritual media is one of the bugs in this world. As the normal form of man in this world, shouldn't we see or feel the Spirit? I suspect so."

Some thought the story suddenly flew in a strange direction, but I'll listen to it in silence.

"I wanted to solve the mystery of the underworld. I wanted to know. But I understood that it was physically impossible, as a result of dozens of repeated spiritual meetings." You can't tell them what you don't know, "they said - the spirits who called them all together. I can't think of any unknown colors or unknown shapes of organisms or convey them. In other words, the information of the spiritual world cannot be conveyed by mouth. You can't see it there, and you don't know it visually."

"Yes, yes, wow, then I went away"

I was with Friedman, who only waved out a hot valve for how long, patiently, but I'm getting tired of number two sitting back on the guardrail and putting tea in.

"I still didn't give up. And the way I came up with it is to make the spirit the calling water of the spiritual world. Connect the child with the spirit world and transfer the information" Data "of the spirit world to the spirit body of the child. No matter how much you are in the material world, there is a spirit in its flesh. Only the Spirit can receive information. I can't tell you verbally. I can't even get it into my brain visually. Even such information is no substitute for information. It can certainly be replaced by 0 and 1. And if that's what only the inhabitants of the spiritual world can know, you can put it directly into the spirits. It's a simble, right?

"The idea… I wonder if boulders are places like the first successful copies of human memory. But it was very blind. Didn't anyone notice? Well... I wouldn't do it if I noticed."

Listening to Friedman, Junko was half impressed, while he felt resistant to the way it was done itself.

"There may have been others who thought about it, but there would be few who would carry it out. I don't even know if I'm new here."

That said Friedman smiles and shrugs his shoulders gently.

"So you built us from the beginning... to use it for that? Clones alone are distorted, but for such a personal reason as the professor... you have risked so many lives..."

Theodore with a pale face makes a voice mixed with anger and despair.

"Right. From the beginning, you are a distorted life, an unnatural life, a life created only as an experimental bench. Because it's not normal and there's no human rights, it's like being a person and not being a person. That's the kind of life I was able to treat as I please, too. Yeah."

Without hesitation at all, without picking a word, but without any malice there, everyone on the spot was stunned by Friedman who just said what he thought.

"Ah..."

After a peppery conversation, the stone's insensitive Friedman was also aware that he had gone crazy about the air with his own remarks. The eyes of scorn and contempt are pouring on me.

"Theodore. Some people think so, and you may be shocked that the person who built you is, but not everyone thinks so. Don't let the thoughts of one stranger fool you."

Mario leans back, hands on both shoulders of Theodore, and says in a powerful voice. It was Theodore, who was pale, but instantly his blood returned when he heard Mario's words.

"Did you hear that!? He said good things! Don't let them fool you!

"Hecha-la-ha."

"I can't be confused. I don't give a shit about that Mad Scientist shit."

Mika screams and Nos. 7 and 2 smiles back.

"Ugh... I'm totally the only villain in" Villain "flow. How can this always happen..."

"Professor Friedman. To King too...... did you do the same treatment?

To Friedman holding his head, Hot Jiro asked. King is the name of a partial clone of the flesh of a pure child, made at the same time as Hot Jiro.

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"No, because that's not my call."

Hearing Friedman's words, Hot Jiro appeases.

"Friedman... you are a sinful man. Because you were there, I was born and so was Jiro Hot, but I really don't get to thank you. All the hatred and contempt boils down."

Theodore glances at Friedman and says away. Theodore remembered Friedman's inhumane words and deeds and perceptions with strong anger and fear at the same time.

When it comes to Hot Jiro, he has no aversion or indignation whatsoever towards Friedman. Because it's the same. I also conducted scattered human experiments. On the contrary, he even heads a human experimental facility. I've never treated the experimental bench as crude as Friedman, but I'm pretty sure I've killed a lot of people, and I'm a similar mad scientist myself. There can be no such thing as qualified to criticize.

But on the other hand, I sometimes think this is all I can get angry about.

(I can't blame you for committing inhumane acts, but when you say there are a lot of clones here, only insensitivity to make a statement that doesn't give a damn about it, I can be mad at you too)

With that in mind, Jiro Hot also stares at Friedman.

"Professor Friedman... don't you know the least bit about the sin of risking your life? Does it matter how those who get hurt feel?

"No... the..."

Blamed by Theodore, Friedman has trouble responding. I am genuine and insensitive, but not without a conscience. He was a man who couldn't be a complete evil man.

"Same goes for me."

"Huh?"

Hot Jiro shrugged and Theodore saw Hot Jiro. Other faces also focus their gaze on Hot Jiro.

"I'm the same Mad Scientist he is. Human experiments were also conducted sporadically. It's still in progress. I am the director of a facility that conducts human experiments."

Theodore wasn't entirely shocked by Hot Jiro's confession, but at this time he seemed to suffer, and he never had a bad impression when he saw Hot Jiro honestly telling the truth about himself.

"I'm like the opposite of you. You're also a three-year-old who can transform into an old man, but I'm over twenty years old even looking like this. I had Junko modify it to look like this. But before it was remodeled...... thanks to scattered strange experiments as a child, I wonder if it aged more intensely than people. And then he looked terribly ugly. And... now I've changed my mind and tried not to do too many outrageous human experiments, but before that... it could have been worse than Friedman"

"Right..."

Theodore looks up at Hot Jiro confessing with a spicy face and smiles to reassure him.

"Hey, can I ask you a question, too? How could Friedman's grandfather be so obsessed with the underworld?

Midori hits the question.

"Because my purpose is to create complete order, complete peace. I believe the answer lies in the underworld."

Friedman answered unwrapped. I've never told anyone before, it was my purpose equal to madness, but it was just the right opportunity, and I unleashed it here. The truth is, I was also tired of holding it alone.

"The underworld is the perfect world, and I see it that way that the material world we are in is like a distortion to preserve the perfection of the underworld. No, it's not."

(Ugh, you're a dreamy grandfather, damn it. Based on just that many assumptions and hypotheses, I think the energy that runs this far with a convenient interpretation is awesome.)

Of course it was Midori who was impressed in a bad way.

"I often hear the religious view that this world is a place for the training of souls... but distortion means that it pushes all the inconveniences that arise to preserve the perfection of the underworld to the ground?

Junko asked. In fact, given the system of reincarnation, Junko wonders if that religious view is correct. The absolutely immortal and eternal 'substance' of the soul differs in nature depending on its antiquity. The stronger the old soul. The older the soul carries luck, and the stronger the resistance to paranormal forces and psychic disorders.

"You're quick to understand. It's like you peeked into my head. Or do you know?

"Whatever the speed of comprehension, I don't agree with that theory, but hey. Quite cheap or convenient interpretation."

To the praiseworthy Friedman, Junko bitterly denies it.

"Mmm..."

(Yea, my pure sister has the same idea as Midori. Glad to hear it.

Hearing Junko's words, Friedman roared and Midori grinned slightly.

It was then. The five men, Junko, Tired, Midori, Hot Jiro and No. 2, felt signs that the nearby space was heavily distorted.

"This scale..."

Tired startles me and opens my eyes. On a considerable scale, tiredness took the first look at how distortions in space were eroding and stretching like creatures.

"Dude, you should run away with this..."

Words were on the back, and number two was rigid. If they were after themselves, they saw that they could catch up to whatever they thought to the extent that they ran away.

"What's going on?

I don't know why, Biton asks. For those who did not know the imminent erosion of space distortion, there was no reason why only five people were pressing.

Eventually we reach a place where distortion is common. The three men, Junko, Tired and Midori, desperately carry out space manipulations and try to protect themselves from impending erosion of distortion. Junko was also trying to protect his true minutes.

"Hey......"

True groans. In front of him, four people suddenly disappeared: Jiro Hot, Theodore, Biton and Mario.

"I don't think he's dead. It's in the woods."

Junko said while he didn't think there was a need for space manipulated defense either.

"On the other side, Theodore, you and Jiro Hot were the aim, and I should have run to protect you. I couldn't get my head around that right away. I thought you were after them all."

"Come on, let's go chase him in the woods."

"Respond!"

I cried out to Junko, who explains it with a face that seemed bad, in a manner that truly encouraged her and Mika would respond to it.

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