Chapter 441
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Chapter 441: When Dogs Have Classifications
Bai Yan opened the information on the new Core Operator displayed on his phone.
Another Core Operator had emerged.
From the Night Union’s Giant Hive, a city under the oppressive rule of the dictatorial “Almighty” of the Noy Military.
Core Operator:
Name: Elene, the Girl Psychic (Nian)
Gender: Female
Plane: Formation Realm
Level: Crown (Ascendant)
Race: Human (Genetically Modified)
Operator Identification: Support/Scout/Team
Milestone: Leader of the Rebels
Primary Attributes:
Physical Strength: 13 (A seemingly frail body, yet stronger than an average person… just a little)
Inspiration: 281 (Inspiration is her strength, central to her psychic powers, though not entirely her own)
Psychic Power: 212 (Has extraordinary control over the mind, allowing fine manipulation of psychic abilities)
Secondary Attributes:
Charm: 8 (Without a doubt, a beautiful young girl)
Loyalty: 3 (If the Savior wishes to save the world, we are kindred spirits)
Mood: 6 (Complex emotions, tinged with a subtle mix of joy and anticipation)
Traits:
Heir: Inherited the will of the previous rebel leader, determined even in desperate times.
Calm and Composed: Naturally strong mental resilience, never lost or uncertain.
Tactical Master: Exceptional battlefield analysis, able to quickly assess the strengths and weaknesses of any situation.
Echo of the Soul: Her spirit will offer support at crucial moments, reminding allies they are not alone.
Abilities:
Object Manipulation: Can move objects, bend, break, and reconstruct them with psychic power.
Body Manipulation: Commands physical forms but cannot influence the mind.
Glimpses of the Future: Occasionally sees fleeting glimpses of the future, unstable due to inherited power.
God’s Perspective: Can overlook situations from high above, accelerating her thoughts to anticipate developments.
Object Creation: Infuses psychic power into objects to activate abilities at long distances.
Time Travel: Can rewind time using psychic power. The larger the time span, the more power it consumes, and if power runs out, she can sacrifice her life force.
Secondary Information:
Physical Appearance: 158 cm tall, measurements 78-56-80, weighs 44 kg.
Favorites: Rain and creatures
Dislikes: Enslavement, weeping, giving up
Belongings: None
Background: Her parents were framed and killed by the enforcers of the Giant Hive. Raised by the rebel leader “Elene” since childhood, Elene is aloof but hides a passionate heart. She endured silently for years in prison, gathering intelligence for the rebel army, willing to sacrifice everything to overthrow the “Almighty.”
“The fire of rebellion inherited, unstoppable like a spreading wildfire.”
Although the final evaluation stated this, Bai Yan knew very well that if they did not intervene—if they simply ignored the Giant Hive in the Babel Tower storyline—the rebellion led by the Girl Psychic Elene would surely fail.
But it wasn’t her fault.
The opposition was just too powerful.
The immense power of the “Almighty” could crush any resistance in the city.
“So, let me help you change this situation,” Bai Yan murmured to himself, knowing that Babel Tower had reached a level of power that could alter the world.
No more hiding. If you can’t stand it, make a change.
“Let’s start from here.”
Inside the prison.
“What a powerful force… The ability to turn back time… It’s truly unbelievable!” Partridge crouched, marveling as she looked at the place where time had been rewound.
“Is this the power bestowed by the Savior? Or is it something you’ve always had but just unlocked? If it’s the latter, I can see why the Savior sees your potential.”
Elene didn’t react with surprise. She simply gazed at her own hands, lost in thought.
“So this is it. The Savior recognized my potential.”
After a pause, she made the pen and paper float and began to write down her words.
“Does the Savior wish to help me free this city?” Elene asked, confirming again.
“Yes, haven’t we already discussed this?” Partridge blinked, surprised.
“The Savior of Babel Tower, He can control electronic devices and the internet, right?” Elene asked shrewdly.
Her neck chip malfunctioned, and suddenly, the prison doors swung open, pointing to a common connection.
It had to be the power of the Savior, Elene guessed. He could manipulate electronic networks!
The slime, nodding its tentacles, confirmed it.
Partridge’s face showed astonishment.
In the Night Union, the ability to manipulate electronic networks was a divine-like power.
“No, the Savior of Babel Tower… He is a divine being,” Partridge exclaimed.
Elene nodded and continued writing. “Very well, Partridge. Can you follow my commands? Mr. Slime, can you make Partridge obey me?”
“Ah?” Partridge froze in surprise.
The Slime nodded its tentacle and rumbled for a while.
“It can be taken and used as you please. Even if it breaks, I can fix it,” the Slime said before gently nudging Partridge’s shoulder.
Translate it.
Partridge grew paler and cried out in protest, “Hello, hello, hello! I am not a cheap prop, dear father. Please cherish me!”
But she still translated it as intended, and the now obedient Partridge gave her translation to Elene.
“Understood.”
Elene’s pen hovered in the air as she wrote on the paper. Her gaze was expressionless as she turned toward Partridge.
Partridge took a step back, sensing the ill intent behind Elene’s eyes.
“Are you seeking revenge on me?” Partridge instinctively covered herself, fearing the worst.
“If possible, I don’t want to forgive someone like you. The scum of this world,” Elene wrote, her thoughts clear. “I even want to tear you apart, crush you, and hang you up.”
Partridge recognized the seriousness in her tone and fell silent, a clear sense of fear overtaking her.
Without a doubt, if she hadn’t been brainwashed, she would have been fried by Elene already.
“Please… don’t break me. I beg you,” Partridge awkwardly smiled, trying to ease the tension.
“I don’t think I can die,” Elene gently shook her head.
“Gurgle!”
The Fusion Slime nodded, its dense black mist swirling up, slowly making it disappear as it left.
Elene watched the scene without surprise, her gaze unwavering.
She simply turned to Partridge.
“Follow me,” Elene continued writing, her thoughts already set.
They went to the warden’s office, where Elene found what she was searching for.
After a while, at the door of the office, Partridge stepped out carrying the warden’s head, her eyebrows furrowed in discomfort.
Elene waited outside, nodding calmly.
The pen wrote on the wall, “Very well, the next step.”
Partridge sighed, knowing she had no choice but to follow.
“I will do whatever you say.”
Soon, all the prison cells opened, and the laser fences disappeared.
The prisoners looked around in confusion and fear, unsure if this was a trick.
Then, a voice echoed through the prison.
“Listen carefully, I am Partridge, leader of the rebel army, Elene.”
“You all will regain your freedom, but you must become members of the rebel army. From now on, we will fight against the Almighty!”
“Don’t fear the guards—they’ve been controlled by chips and can’t move.”
“Now, gather at the square.”
The prisoners went wild!
The clones, who were similar to Partridge, froze. Without hesitation, they rose and hurried toward the warden’s office.
This group of clones, known as “the Almighty’s daughters,” didn’t belong to the prison staff. The entity controlling the chips wasn’t even in the prison.
When they arrived at the office, they saw Partridge waiting at the entrance, smiling.
“Sisters, hello.”
Partridge greeted them kindly, even bowing. The clones were stunned.
The next moment, a massive deep blue slime emerged from the ground, howling loudly as it rushed toward them.
“Woo-hoo!”
What is that creature?!
The clones launched a counterattack, but none of it had any effect. They were swallowed one by one by the slime.
“Pah, pah, pah…”
The female Partridge watched, her expression complex.
After a while, she stood alongside Fusion Slime and Elene, facing the lined-up, brainwashed clones.
“Hahaha, starting today, all of you are slaves to the Great Father.”
Partridge mocked her sisters with all her might.
“When even dogs are graded, remember I am always superior to all of you, not just ordinary clones…”
But…
“You also went over there.”
Elene, the girl in the daylight, coldly wrote down those words on paper with her pen.
Drat!
This guy… I’m not just some cannon fodder soldier. I can’t believe they want me to stand with them.
They treated me like a servant!
Partridge gritted her teeth in fury but still stood by her sisters, head lowered, fists tightly clenched.
The blond clones, identical to her, flashed mocking smiles. It was clear they couldn’t tolerate a sister who thought she was above them.
Elene ignored Partridge’s mood.
In fact, it seemed she wanted to make Partridge feel angry and upset—punishment of a kind.
She manipulated the pen again, writing on the paper.
“Next, our goal is to capture the important clone manufacturing center.”
Partridge’s face shifted.
The clones trembled. That place wasn’t something they could easily approach!
