novelhk Chapter 246 Persuading with Reason: The "Reason" in Physics
Chapter 246 Persuading with Reason: The "Reason" in Physics
Chen You weighed the [Mind Paddle] in his hand; the metal net gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the dim room lights.
He walked around Kuroda Ryuji, who was in a specially made restraint chair.
Kuroda Ryuji's eyes were filled with vigilance and disdain, and a low growl came from his throat.
"What can this thing do? It's useless! Imperial warriors..."
"Bang!"
Before the words were finished, a crisp, muffled thud echoed through the secret room.
Chen You swung his arm and slapped Kuroda Ryuji squarely on the back of the head.
The sound of it hurts.
Ryuji Kuroda was jolted awake, seeing stars and his brain buzzing.
The second half of the sentence, "I would rather die than surrender," was abruptly swallowed back down.
"..."
The three members of the Dragon Scale Squad standing next to him all twitched at the corner of their eyes.
Especially Liu Ming, who was burly, subconsciously touched the back of his head.
Is this... what they call "persuading people with reason"?
The "principle" in physics?
Li Guoan's face remained ashen, but his interlaced fingers tightened imperceptibly.
Chen You flicked his wrist, looking at Kuroda Ryuji who was completely bewildered.
He cleared his throat and tentatively issued the first command.
"Come on, tell me you're an idiot."
Kuroda Ryuji's pupils first dilated, then suddenly focused, a surge of anger and humiliation rising to his face, turning his pale complexion bright red.
"Baka! You..."
"Bang!"
Another crisp, loud slap to the back of the head.
Without hesitation, Chen You slapped the ball again with his backhand.
"Looks like I didn't use enough force," he muttered to himself, like a kind teacher instructing a naughty student. "Let's try again."
Kuroda Ryuji's vision went black from the beating, but the fierce light in his eyes grew even stronger as he stared intently at Chen You.
This is a battle of wills.
"It's no use..." he forced out through clenched teeth, "You..."
"Bang!"
The third beat.
Chen You's brows furrowed slightly.
This thing only gives you six chances in total, and it didn't work after three tries. The probability is a bit pathetic.
He glanced back at Li Guoan, who simply nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.
Chen You took a deep breath, his expression becoming serious.
"Looks like we need to get serious."
If we can't control this person, then there's no need to keep them around.
"If this doesn't work, we'll switch to a backup plan."
He aimed at the back of Kuroda Ryuji's head as if he were in the middle of a crucial decisive battle, his arm muscles tensed, and he swung down fiercely!
"Bang!!!"
This sound was even more muffled and loud than the previous three combined!
Kuroda Ryuji's body convulsed violently as if he had been electrocuted, then his head lolled to the side and he fell completely silent.
All the glint in his eyes—anger, defiance, resentment—vanished in that instant.
All that remained was a desolate emptiness and clarity.
The secret room was completely silent.
Chen You discarded the [Mind's Pound], cautiously approached, and snapped his fingers.
"A simple life?"
The puppet-like body slowly raised its head, its empty eyes focusing on Chen You's face, gradually regaining their vitality.
"exist."
Become!
Chen You breathed a sigh of relief, then issued a more complex order: "Report your mission objectives and all intelligence on spies in China."
Without any hesitation, Kuroda Ryuji began to reveal the information he considered top secret.
Beside him, the stenographer Zhang Yunhai brought was typing furiously, his expression growing increasingly serious.
A look of satisfaction finally appeared on Li Guoan's face.
He patted Chen You on the shoulder, his voice carrying a hint of approval: "Well done."
……
Half an hour later, the newly opened dedicated helipad at the Qinling base.
A completely black private jet, without any markings, was parked quietly, its engines emitting a low rumble.
Li Guoan personally escorted the four people to the bottom of the gangway.
His gaze swept calmly over Mu Xi, Lin Miao, and Liu Ming, finally settling on Chen You.
"Remember, safety first."
His tone was more serious than ever before.
"Regardless of the mission's outcome, all four of you must return unharmed."
"Yes!" the three of them from Longlin answered in unison, their figures as straight as spears.
Chen You nodded: "Don't worry, Director Li, I'm terrified of dying."
Li Guoan looked at him with a complicated expression.
Ultimately, it boils down to a simple request.
"Go ahead, we'll wait for you to come back."
The four boarded the plane one by one, with Kuroda Ryuji, who was under control, walking at the front with a steady gait, showing no signs of anything unusual.
The hatch slowly closed, shutting out Li Guoan's presence.
The plane taxied smoothly, then tilted up and slowly took off.
Inside the cabin, the luxurious leather sofas and the temperature-controlled comfort stood in stark contrast to the upcoming mission.
The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
Mu Xi, Lin Miao, and Liu Ming sat in their respective positions like statues.
His back was ramrod straight, his eyes were fixed straight ahead, and his whole body exuded a sense of tension as if he were "on an S-class mission".
Chen You sat opposite them, feeling extremely uncomfortable with the atmosphere.
He felt like he had stumbled onto the set of a spy movie.
"Ahem," Chen You coughed twice, breaking the silence.
"Everyone, relax, we still have a few hours to go. You guys sitting like this makes me want to stand up straight too."
Upon hearing this, all three of them froze.
Mu Xi was the first to react, her tense shoulders relaxing slightly as she gave Chen You a somewhat stiff smile: "Sorry, it's a habit."
Lin Miao pushed up the glasses that weren't actually on her nose, and the sharpness in her eyes softened a bit.
She looked at Chen You curiously: "Captain Chen... we're very curious."
"Just call me Chen You," Chen You waved his hand, leaned back on the sofa, and said, "What are you curious about?"
"The Origin Realm," Lin Miao's eyes gleamed with a pure and intense desire for exploration.
"Is it really... just like in a game?"
"More or less," Chen You thought for a moment.
"It's just that it's a bit ugly, the NPCs are a bit stupid, and the other players are a bit dumb..."
"We've seen the video of your move," the burly Liu Ming said in a deep voice.
His voice was as deep and resonant as his physique. "Your sword, can it carry you away?"
"Sure," Chen You said with a smile.
"The advantages are that it is environmentally friendly and energy-saving, and it ignores traffic congestion. The disadvantages are that there is no roof, so you have to use an umbrella when it rains, and the wind is strong at high altitudes, so your hairstyle is easy to get messed up."
puff.
Despite maintaining her cool demeanor, Mu Xi couldn't help but chuckle softly.
This is far from the unfathomable image of the "pioneer of immortality" that they imagined.
The atmosphere immediately relaxed.
"So... what do you usually do in the Origin Realm?" Lin Miao asked.
"Most of the time... I'm AFK," Chen You said, shrugging with a sincere expression.
"Grinding monsters and doing quests is as boring as clocking in at work."
"What you think of as riding the wind on a sword and enjoying the pleasures of life may only take up one percent of your time."
"The remaining 99 percent is a history of blood and tears in the struggle for advancement."
He sighed and said with deep feeling, "Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that I could slack off while getting paid, I would have quit this job a long time ago."
These candid words left the three of them, including Long Lin, looking at each other in bewilderment, unsure of how to respond.
The image of an ethereal, decisive, and powerful figure in their minds was instantly replaced by a "corporate slave" complaining about the monotony of work.
But it is precisely this contrast that makes Chen You feel incredibly real and close to them.
He wasn't some otherworldly deity, but someone just like them.
An ordinary person who likes to complain.
They were also comrades-in-arms who embarked on an unknown battlefield for the sake of their country and their mission.