When they discovered his existence, everyone on Ptolemy II was frightened by the horrifying scene in front of them.

Who could have imagined that a head without a body could still be alive and communicate with others vividly.

"Don't worry. Patrick, I'm thinking of a way. You know, if you come out of this life support machine in your current state, you will definitely die."

With more contact, Professor Elfman gradually became accustomed to this head that can shout messy words.

"Tsk! What the hell is this! I've obviously found clues about that guy (Note 1)! Unexpectedly, I was ambushed by the legion. I was ordered by the legion for several years and became the legion's puppet.

!It’s so hateful!!!”

Once again, he failed to get the results he wanted, and his head was muttering about the things that were on his mind again.

In response, everyone looked at each other, said nothing, and continued to carry out experiments according to Professor Elfman's instructions.

"That, Professor Elfman."

Ainu, who looked a little pale and had not yet fully adapted to the talking head, asked.

"Ainu, please speak."

"Professor Elfman. I have read relevant information. After the Legion harvests human brains, it will make them into the central core of the Legion's high-level soldiers. According to common sense, it also means that the Legion will carry out some brainwashing methods. So...

··”

Professor Elfman nodded slowly and agreed with Ainyu's question.

"Ainu. I understand your concerns. We have also imagined such a situation. Therefore, we used GN particles and electromagnetic shielding and other technical means to deploy a multi-layer shielding network to block communication."

"Judging from the results, we successfully blocked the connection between the Legion and this brain, and at the same time, we also restored some control of the original consciousness of this brain."

As soon as Professor Elfman finished speaking, the head over there suddenly started shouting loudly.

"Hey, hey, hey! I heard you very clearly! I am not a puppet controlled by those damn legions! I am the winner of two thousand simulated battles - the undefeated king, and the immortal Patrick.

Ace pilot Patrick Crusher!!!"

Hearing this shouting, Professor Elfman looked at Aniu, who suddenly scratched the side of his face in embarrassment.

"It seems that maybe this is the reason why Mr. Patrick Kraser can maintain himself!"

"Oh! Woman, you do have some sense! It's a pity that I am only focused on finding that damn bastard now, and then kicking him hard on the butt, and then kicking him on the face that deserves a beating

He punched me hard in the face a few times to vent my depression."

The head named Patrick Krather let out a long sigh.

"Oh, I forgot all! I have no heart now! I wonder how that damn bastard will laugh when he knows what I look like now!"

"That, that..."

Milena, who had been listening to the rumors about "that guy" for a while, weakly raised her hand.

"Excuse me, Mr. Patrick, who is the guy you are talking about? Is he a lover? Or an enemy? Or maybe he is the fiancée you asked for?"

"Wait! Milena!"

When Felute heard this, she immediately reached out and covered Mileena's mouth.

"Ah?! Lover? Enemy?! Fiancée?! Little girl, who do you think I am?!! That guy, how could that guy be my lover!!! How is it possible!! He is a boy!! He

He’s just a damn traitor!! He’s a damn bastard who shamelessly wears a traitor’s mask, but turns against him at the critical moment!!”

"The reason why I am like this is because of this bastard! Before I find this bastard and settle everything, I will not be involved in any emotions!! I must settle everything with that bastard!! Ask for repayment

All blood debt!!!"

After yelling angrily, the head looked at Elfman.

"Hey! Professor Elfman. When will I get out of this damn jar?"

After Professor Elfman carefully looked at the data obtained, he pondered for a moment.
Chapter completed!