The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2587: Xiao Xiao Down (Seventy-one)

When Schiller returned to his home, Jonathan was sleeping soundly on the sofa, Valentine was dozing off on a recliner on the back porch, and Martin simply kicked his legs and fell asleep on the floor.

Schiller woke them all up, and they sat there in a daze, like wandering souls. Jonathan had a big dark circle under his eyes and muttered, "I really can't stand it anymore. I don't want to kill anymore. I just want to sleep now."

Valentine raised his trembling arms and said, "I think I can't bear such high-intensity labor. I need to rest."

"I really can't eat anymore. The ancestor god said he really can't eat anymore." Martin wailed, "This is simply too outrageous."

"But I have already disposed of all the bodies." Schiller clapped his hands and said, "And what you mean is that you are not going to find new ones, but sneaking away with so many prey. Let's go."

"That's not prey at all." Jonathan roared, "I feel like a pieceworker in a factory! So why don't I really go to the factory but do this job? ! Pieceworkers are not that tired!"

"Professor, not everyone doesn't need to rest like you." Valentine said sincerely, "Insufficient rest will seriously affect our work efficiency. It would be bad if our organs are damaged."

Schiller looked at them, hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, then rest this afternoon and start working in the evening."

Everyone was as if they had been pardoned, completely ignoring Schiller shaking his head and muttering "You are not as good as college students."

Suddenly, Schiller seemed to have thought of something, and regardless of the three people who climbed upstairs to sleep like zombies, he took out his mobile phone and started sending emails.

"Lonerd, I know you often go out hunting. Come over and do me a favor. I can give you half a credit..."

"Aguna, don't think about the little lover in your basement. I'm not interested in listening to your love story. If you are really proficient in surgical techniques as you said, then come over and you can get credits. My address is..."

"Simmons, your senior brother didn't answer the phone. I guess he went to the sewer to dump the body again. There is no signal. Tell him to come to my new home quickly. There is a work-study program here..."

"Victor, is Pamela upside down again? She doesn't answer the phone. Tell her to come to my house after she wakes up. I have a new project..."

"Polatina, did you draw a black magic circle in the school basement before? I won't hold you responsible for the graffiti. Come over now..."

Schiller sent more than a dozen emails in a row. Soon, most of the emails were responded to. Many students' avatars popped up, asking Schiller where he found the new project.

"I developed it myself. Just come and work. Don't ask me anything else. I promise you will earn more than you can by working outside. Come quickly."

More than an hour after Schiller sent the group message, the students came one after another. Schiller stopped them in the front yard and looked at them with a critical and stern look.

These dozen people are all graduate students and doctoral students. All of them are on campus, but some are not from the Department of Psychology. Instead, they studied psychology as undergraduates and studied other majors. The same thing is that they all studied under Schiller and their grades are quite good.

So they are all used to Schiller's look. Some of them rushed to the steps and asked Schiller where the project was with a playful smile.

"Put on your shoe covers first." Schiller stuffed the shoe covers into the student's hand and asked them to go in one by one. He stopped the second student and said, "Aguna, there is blood on your boots. Go over there and wipe it off first."

"And you, Yax, you want to come into my house right after coming out of the sewer? Take off your coat first, and then go to the tool room in the backyard to take a shower."

"Pamela...Pamela!!! Have you not slept for a few nights? Can you wake up a little?...Okay, go to the sofa to catch up on your sleep."

"Jacob, can you repair electrical appliances? Help me connect the freezer first, and then take a look at the refrigerator. It doesn't matter if the appearance can't be repaired, at least help me restore the refrigeration function."

"You two wait here for a while, someone will come to collect things later, and move the two boxes at the door over."

Fortunately, Schiller's new house is also a big villa. Even if more than a dozen people are thrown in, there will be no splashes. Under his command, the house has been restored to tidiness one after another.

Pamela, who was so sleepy, fell headfirst on the sofa, and it was already evening when she woke up again.

She was dizzy from sleep and wanted to get a bottle of cold beer to wake herself up. She staggered to the refrigerator and opened it. The arm of the refrigerator was full.

Very good, it seems that she is not awake yet. Pamela staggered back to the sofa and lay down, and then was picked up by Schiller.

"How long do you plan to sleep? Your brothers and sisters have finished a round of work. Don't think that you are a student of Victor and you have special treatment. If you don't get up, today's credits will not be added."

Pamela did not respond.

"Okay, then you sleep. I won't take you with me when I divide the money later."

Pamela's eyes widened.

She stared at Schiller and said, "Dividing the money? Dividing what money? Did you go to rob a bank?"

Several students in the kitchen laughed crazily.

Schiller sighed and said, "You are really my good student. Are you surprised that I didn't go to rob a bank?"

"I just don't think you have any other way to get money except this way." Pamela said, "As far as I know, people like you are not destined to be with money."

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, miss."

Schiller took out a box from under the sofa, opened it with a click, and it was full of green banknotes.

Pamela ejected from the sofa, and a vine grabbed the box with a whoosh, and the next second, green banknotes fell from the sky.

Pamela was stunned.

It was not because of the scene he created, but because all the money falling from the sky was real money, real Franklin dollars.

"Where did you get so much money?" Pamela roared: "You said you didn't rob a bank! What's more important is that you robbed the bank without me!!!"

"This makes more money than robbing a bank." One of the students spoke up, shaking the bloody scalpel in his hand and said: "And it's safer. Except for being a little tired, it's perfect."

"What did you do?" Pamela said puzzledly.

"I just found a normal way to make money."

"How do you relate to normality?"

"It's not immoral." Schiller said, "It may not even be illegal. Isn't that normal enough?"

Pamela expressed deep doubt.

Then, in Schiller's introduction, she gradually understood how this production line works.

The target of these clones sent by Amanda is serial killers such as Schiller. On the other hand, as long as it can be confirmed that it is a serial killer, the people around him are likely to have clones.

Schiller got a machine from Batman in the main universe. As long as the parts that simulate brain waves on the clones are installed, a wide-area search of brain waves can be performed to find the location of the clones around him.

Then the killer team, currently Jonathan and four students with such experience, will kidnap the target clones back, or just keep them alive.

After bringing them back, the surgical team led by Valentine will remove their valuable organs, put them in professional fresh-keeping boxes sent by organ dealers, and store them in freezers.

Before they died, the witchcraft team led by Martin offered their souls to the ancestors, so that the ancestors would quickly digest them and then give the power back to the witchcraft team.

Finally, the aftermath team led by Schiller classified the remaining parts, and those parts that were insignificant and had no surplus value were directly handed over to the organ dealers to take away and dispose of.

Some parts that could be used were handed over to humans such as Fate, and the surplus value returned to the natural project team to complete the great cycle of heaven and earth.

Finally, there were some parts that were not easy to clean up and were particularly easy to be discovered. The fishing team was sent to make bait and take them to the lake to feed the fish, and the fish caught were used as dinner.

In this way, the value of the clones was squeezed out, and every part of the body was perfectly utilized.

Pamela was silent after listening to it, because she found that it did not seem to violate morality and law, but it was too weird. How would she evaluate it? It was difficult for her to evaluate.

Who on earth could enrich the killing and corpse disposal to such an extent without violating the law or even morality?

Although Pamela herself was not very normal, she still had to say for the thousandth time that Schiller was a lunatic!

And Schiller called her over to let her take away the last remaining part, which was the most difficult to deal with blood.

Blood would have a strong smell if placed somewhere, and as a liquid, it would easily leak or get into some corners that were not easily noticed. It would have color if it was poured directly into the lake. The blood in one or two people's bodies was fine, but if there was too much, it would be a huge trouble.

Schiller thought that watering flowers with water was the same as watering flowers with blood, and it could also save Pamela a sum of water bills.

Pamela said that you and your housekeeper's gardening skills are really the same.

However, Pamela finally accepted the conditions, because Schiller said that she could give her soul to the Green of All Things. In fact, the Green of All Things had no use for human souls, but his purpose was to weaken the Red of All Things. To put it bluntly, he also wanted to see the sheep running naked, so Pamela agreed.

Of course, Green of All Things didn't know the whole operation process. He thought that Pamela had an argument with someone and accidentally killed someone, so he hoped that he could help to settle the trouble.

As a recognized good boss with a conscience, how could Green of All Things not help this? So when Pamela submitted the project book, he signed it with a big stroke of the pen.

Then he almost died of choking.

After the experiment, Schiller and his team found that clones have souls, but their souls are in the form of babies.

Because he often deals with Lucifer, Schiller also understands some of the underlying laws of the world. If we use computer terms to make an analogy, the mother's pregnancy is equivalent to creating a new folder under the mother's folder.

The embryo is a string of data in this new folder, and when the embryo is separated from the mother, this data will become a new folder, which is independent of the new folder and the mother's folder, and becomes a folder parallel to the mother. At this time, the embryo becomes a baby.

Theoretically speaking, the universe can accommodate infinite human individuals, which means that computer memory is infinite, but the number of independent folders converted from data at the same time is basically constant, which means that the number of new human babies that will be added in the universe is basically fixed.

The method of clone birth is almost the same as that of human babies. From a scientific perspective, both are conceived in the embryo, but clones are born as adults with implanted memories, while babies need to grow up through growth and learning.

From a magical perspective, both are done by igniting the soul after brain wave synchronization, but for clones, scientists ignite the soul, while for babies, the brain waves of their parents synchronize the soul.

Therefore, when the number of human births is limited, the birth of clones takes up the quota of babies. One more clone means one less baby. It is not that one baby will be killed, but that the egg will not be fertilized from the beginning, and no embryo will be born, so naturally there will be no baby.