Your Brother

Inside the pitch-black room.

Only one light was on, and the light, which had three colors—red, yellow, and blue—flashed at a slow frequency.

It makes you feel anxious, drowsy, and lacking any fighting spirit.

Meng Jihe was immersed in a green liquid.

This liquid is strange, exhibiting properties similar to a 'non-Newtonian fluid'.

If struck violently, its molecular structure will lock instantly, becoming as hard as iron.

But if...

When a thin metal needle is slowly inserted, the liquid feels as soft as mud.

at this time.

A thin needle gently touched Meng Jihe's skin, but it didn't even penetrate or draw blood.

then.

Then they heard Meng Jihe's piercing scream.

However, his body was firmly locked in place by the green liquid, making it impossible for him to move.

Even with an oxygen mask on, her screams still echoed throughout the room.

"Hehe."

"A 300-fold increase in pain sensitivity, indeed potent."

The two men in black stared at Meng Jihe. "For an ordinary person, even a light touch would likely cause them to faint from pain, or even suffocate and die."

"Boss Meng is indeed extraordinary."

"I've tormented you for over ten hours, and you still haven't said a word?"

"That 001 clearly came to see you, and more than once!"

"Tell us his whereabouts, his address, and preferably some background information. We'll keep it a secret, and you'll leave here unharmed!"

One of the men in black twirled a thin metal needle in his hand.

"Stop pricking me!"

I said!

"His name is your father, and he lives in your mother's bed!"

The man in black, his eyes blazing with rage, pulled out three thin needles and plunged them directly into Meng Jihe's chest!

"Hahaha!"

The severe injury was met with Meng Jihe's loud laughter, "That really hurts, really hurts! But my Reality Enhancement is called ' Geometric Senses,' 1 in 4 million, a superpower!"

"I can transform everything into geometric shapes!"

"The pain I feel, these sensations, are now etched in my mind as beautiful, intricate geometric patterns! Go ahead and keep stabbing me, I haven't had enough!"

Another thin needle pierced Meng Jihe's arm.

From Meng Jihe's perspective, a jet-like pattern suddenly appeared, composed of various triangles, some red and some blue, making it incredibly beautiful!

Meng Jihe smiled.

Indeed, graphic conversion is one of his strengths.

But the pain doesn't disappear because of this!

Meng Jihe's facial muscles twitched as he laughed, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"Kid, I can't take it anymore."

"This can't go on."

"Meng Jihe would rather die than tell."

A man in black chuckled and slowly pulled out a blue syringe. The syringe was large, and the amount of medicine inside was probably more than 10 times that used by Gang.

The man in black laughed, "Use this, Meng Jihe will definitely tell the truth!"

But then the weak Meng Jihe said, "So it's this kind of medicine, produced by the Zanyin Group! I've long suspected there was something wrong with this medicine..."

"Hehe."

"You know quite a lot!"

The man in black then injected ten times the normal dose of medicine into Meng Jihe's vein!

Another wave of excruciating pain!

Then.

Meng Jihe felt incredibly dizzy.

He felt like a consciousness, drifting and floating up into the clouds, where he saw the orphanage where he had grown up.

I and Qin Yiguan squatted on the wall. Young Qin Yiguan looked like a wooden sculpture, while I, young myself, was covered in snot bubbles.

"Hey Yiguan, did those bastards in Dorm Number Four beat you up again? I'm going to settle this with them tonight!"

"Stop joking, Boss Meng. Number Four is the Caregiver's dormitory."

"Then I'll go and fight them one-on-one! They're just 12 adult Caregiver, why would I be afraid?"

The next scene.

Boss Meng and Qin Yiguan were both beaten on the buttocks by the one-eyed blue Caregiver.

"Hehe."

Meng Jihe, who was imprisoned, suddenly let out a silly laugh.

His consciousness continued to soar.

He was 18 years old that year.

He stood at the entrance of the orphanage, dragging a tattered suitcase. He was an adult now, and the orphanage would no longer take him in.

Looking at the low-rise building in front of him, this was his childhood.

He looked again at the vast expanse of sky and earth in the distance, and there he saw his confusion.

"Qin Yiguan, do you have any conscience?"

"I'm leaving, aren't you going to see me off?"

Boss Meng's gaze swept across every window, but he couldn't find the figure who should have been peeking out.

Immediately.

Boss Meng lowered his head, looking at the worn-out suitcase, which he and Qin Yiguan had collected while scavenging for scraps.

immediately.

He unzipped the suitcase and opened it.

A young child, barely a teenager, was curled up inside, tears and snot mingling together in a puddle.

"Qin Yiguan."

"Go back."

This time, I can't take you with me.

"Besides."

"You little brat, where did you put my luggage?"

Meng Jihe, in prison, smiled again.

His consciousness continued to soar.

He arrived alone in a Rust City, continuing to scavenge and steal, remaining at the very bottom of the social hierarchy.

Finally, he got Nutrient Pod.

Upon entering the experimental field, he was greeted by a world composed of geometric shapes.

Three years later.

A company called Geometry Design Group emerged out of nowhere, its unparalleled design capabilities allowing it to crush all its competitors.

Five years later.

A magnificent Geometry Tower of engineering, has been completed.

Hundreds of high-ranking officials from the Metaverse Government came to offer their congratulations, making this orphan Meng Jihe famous throughout the region.

That day.

I've heard that the only son of the supreme commander of B6 Sector is about to make his first appearance in the Experimental Zone.

Although Meng Jihe disliked currying favor, he also knew that in this world, there were no truly innocent businessmen.

final.

He joined a group of big bosses to greet the young man named Jiu Zhengxuan.

But unexpectedly...

He met his long-lost brother.

That guy's still a bit silly, insisting he's dreaming.

now.

Standing atop a cloud, Meng Jihe looked at the black-clad youth also riding on white clouds, "Kid, I'll say it again, this isn't a dream!"

at this time.

The two men in black inside the prison were looking at Meng Jihe's physical data.

'Brain activity increased by 1000%...1500%...2000%!'

'Physical body, intracranial pressure increased by 320%!'

'60% recovery rate of dormant brain nerves...'

The man in black chuckled. "He's probably hallucinating by now, isn't he? We need to ask him quickly; he doesn't have much longer to live."

Immediately.

The man in black leaned forward and whispered in Meng Jihe's ear, "President Meng, we are your good friends. May I ask what the real name of that Brain Dark Zone 001 is?"

Boom!

The west wall of this prison was violently smashed!

A young man dressed in a black jacket, shrouded in black mist, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "My Qin Yiguan!"