Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Minaer held up one finger. "Have you ever wondered how the mysterious person could shut down that out-of-control method that allowed them to travel back and forth between the past?"

Falek's eyes lit up. "Great, wheat, this is a very interesting and crucial topic."

"Perhaps it's because he has something that no one else has?" Ronan guessed.

What is something that mysterious people have that others don't?

This question immediately sparked some thought.

Chapter 1198 Long-Awaited Envy, Renovation Plan, and Daily Bickering

What the mysterious man possessed that others did not was a power that surpassed the seventh rank.

Whether this is true or not, and if so, which part of the power is related to the isolation of time and space travel, remains unknown.

However, Ronan now has research materials exploring this issue.

Once you figure this out...

Conversely, could the blockade be lifted? It's currently unknown, but it's the only possible approach at the moment.

“In that case, I’m afraid you’ll have to stay a while longer,” Muhir said, glancing at Ronan. “My three lovely aunts are still a long way off.”

“It needs a thorough overhaul,” Minaer added, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

Lavana, Louise, and Liz are all subjects that she and her sister Musil have wanted to play with for a long time, and they've been eyeing them for almost half a year.

"Alright, you guys decide."

Ronan shrugged.

In the field of cultivating and applying extraordinary power, he was somewhat of an expert, but in areas such as magical artifacts, magical machinery, human modification, and the balance between spirit and flesh, he was a complete novice and could only leave those matters to them.

The following day, Falek, Canaan, and Faith held a full-day meeting with Menar and Muhir to determine a general direction.

Lavana needs to make adjustments, and then add another graft.

The cannon she manifested was basically useless after the fusion, as it didn't consume much of her own magic power, mainly relying on gathering and consuming external magic power, so it was a waste not to use it. The initial plan was to keep it inside the horse's mouth when in full Pegasus form, so it could open its mouth and spray.

The first transplant unit, let's not talk about that, it can't be changed.

The second transplanted dual blades are somewhat useful in her human form, but not so much in her centaur form. In her fully fused Pegasus form, they are completely useless, only barely able to be combined with the wings as wing bones.

The third graft wing is excellent.

The fourth graft we're going to install on her will further enhance her mobility; she needs to be fast. As long as she's fast enough, at least she won't be easily attacked.

Louise is in a slightly more troublesome situation. She was originally a pseudo-natural superhuman with a potential beyond that of ordinary people, but now, they still have to implant her with a graft and do something that mortgages her future and consumes her potential in order to face the current somewhat urgent situation.

Fortunately, she has great potential.

Install three more on her, and getting her to level five won't be a problem.

However, she can't use refurbished stock for these three; she must use magical spirits as the base material to achieve a better fit.

After that, Louise could no longer be considered human, nor could she be called an artificial superhuman; rather, she was a hybrid, a half-human, half-demon spirit, similar to what Lu Jianling had done.

His second son, Liu Chongsi.

Of course, her armor won't be discarded. The magic spirit is used to provide her with passive abilities, but if she wants to actively deal damage, she still needs to rely on the armor.

Liz sounds simple, but it's actually not simple at all.

She's already at level four, so all she needs to do is install another one; that's the easy part.

What's not simple is that the purpose of this additional addition is not to enhance her own strength, but to strengthen her stitching function so that she can maintain the state of the three of them being combined for a longer period of time under higher operating intensity.

This is not something that can be resolved in a short time.

Fortunately, the world's strongest researchers have gathered here, so it's only a matter of time before they succeed.

In the evening, Ronan relayed the results of the technical team's discussions to Lavana and the other two.

"You're going to stuff three more demon spirits into my body?" Louise asked, sounding quite surprised.

Lavana remained calm. She was used to being modified, and as long as Ronan agreed, she had no problem with it.

Liz didn't speak, but that didn't mean she was indifferent. According to Ronan, the next transplant wouldn't bring her much enhancement; it would only help maintain the fusion better, which didn't quite align with her desire to become stronger.

Ronan shook his head at Louise, "Actually, no. The one of your current implants is alive, but the next three are dead. They only provide you with passive abilities and bonuses."

"

"My appearance won't change, will it?" Louise was very concerned about this.

“No,” Ronan said. “Becoming a half-human, half-demon spirit will not change your appearance.”

"That's good." Louise breathed a sigh of relief.

Liz glanced at Louise with disdain, thinking to herself, "Is appearance really the most important thing?"

She'd rather become stronger than ugly.

After hesitating for a moment, Liz began, "Could you..." but Ronan interrupted her before she could finish.

Ronan knew what Liz was thinking. "If you can meet the standard this time, then next time, it will definitely be to strengthen your individual abilities."

The next time will be a very long time from now, and it may never happen again, because Liz's transplantation to the fifth tier already exceeds the limit of artificial superhumans. If she didn't have two transplants inside the summoned spirit, she wouldn't have been able to achieve this.

Liz breathed a sigh of relief; she accepted it.

“I have no problem,” Ravana stated.

Ronan's will is her will.

"So, to celebrate, shall we do it tonight?" Louise said, with a knowing look on her face.

Liz glanced at her sideways. "Ha, French slut."

"Huh? Then don't come, you red-haired bastard from Weyland," Louise teased.

Liz glared at Louise. "You're swearing?"

"Didn't you insult me ​​first?" Louise asked in shock.

“I’m just stating the facts,” Liz said, adding a provocative touch, “What, want to fight?”

"You just wait, once I've finished the transplant, I'll teach you a lesson." Louise shouted angrily. Without activating her armor, her true form was still a Tier 2, and she couldn't beat Liz.

At this point, Lavana stepped in as a peacemaker, "Um, could we discuss what to eat for dinner first?"

“Barbecued French chicken,” Liz said, looking at Louise.

“Fried Wieland rotten fish,” Louise retorted defiantly.

Ronan laughed and patted their stockinged legs. "Okay, we'll have roast chicken and fried fish for dinner."

At this moment, Lavana quickly covered her mouth and let out a muffled laugh.

"The chicken has to be French," Liz still insisted.

"The fish must be from Wieland," Louise insisted, refusing to back down.

Ronan stood up and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.

"Why did he leave?" Louise was stunned.

Liz glanced at Louise and said, "You're the one who drove her away."

Lavana gave an awkward laugh. "Is it possible that he flew off to get you French chickens and Weyland fish?"

Liz and Louise were both stunned.

However, Ronan soon returned, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet. He was puzzled and asked, "What's going on? I went out and told the chef that we could start cooking, so why did you all suddenly go quiet?"

"Ah, this..." Louise and Liz were speechless for a moment.

Lavana turned her head away and chuckled. She hadn't expected that the two would take her casual remark seriously. If Ronan really flew over to get it for them, it wouldn't be dinner, it would be a midnight snack.

But this is also good. The fact that the two of them believed Ronan's words that he was willing to fly all the way for their little whims shows that they already had feelings for each other.

Chapter 1199 Unexpected Encounters, Time Travel Issues, Director and Big Shot

Several days later, in the celestial realm.

This place is exactly the same as when Ronan first came here more than a hundred years ago.

The sky was the color of night, and although there was no moon or stars, it looked like a night sky with a bright moon and few stars.

Apart from the endless expanse of silver sand, nothing else could be seen on the ground, as if this place was just an infinite sea of ​​sand.

However, Ronan had not gone far when he saw a living creature—his daughter Astrid.

Her face still looked like she was in her twenties, at the peak of her beauty, a classic blonde with blue eyes. Her figure hadn't changed much either; she was 1.8 meters tall, well-endowed, but not overly so.

Besides her, there was a little girl, who looked about six or seven years old, hiding behind her, peeking out shyly yet full of curiosity. Upon meeting her, Astrid gave her a friendly greeting, "Old woman, you're not dead yet."

“You are such a good daughter to me.” Ronan could only respond with a smile. “However, you seem to be older than me now.”

Astrid sighed, "Only you would insist on arguing with your own lovely daughter."

Ronan laughed. "You've never been cute, not even for a minute, since you were born."

"Alright, let's get down to business." Astrid led the little girl forward as she spoke, "Old man, even though you've been asleep for over a hundred years, your brain hasn't aged. Aunt Dinia and the old woman are indeed in another time and space, and time travel is strictly forbidden."

To complete time travel, one must go through the Celestial Realm, a fact she, who had always been there, naturally knew.

“When you can’t find someone in a whole house, then they can only be out of the house,” Ronan said. Actually, it wasn’t that hard to guess.

"Heh." That was Astrid's only response.

“By the way, Lily, who is she?” Ronan asked.

This little girl is not human, but a demon spirit, whose main appearance is that of a Seris child.

“Yang Nian,” Astrid replied.

"Huh?" Ronan was stunned.

Astrid explained in a calm tone, "She died, and after her death, I transformed her dissipated demonic essence into a demonic spirit. You know, demonic spirits usually need a very long time, hundreds or even thousands of years, to constantly devour and evolve in order to gain sentience. She was special; she reached the level of a child in just a few decades."

Ronan frowned. "That...that kind of technology?"

That technology naturally refers to the technology that directly transforms people into conscious demonic spirits.

"I didn't develop it, but the idea probably came from me," Astrid said. "I know that technology. It requires the souls of many people to synthesize a magical spirit. It has no memories and can only be trained and nurtured like a growing child. It's also extremely weak, barely stronger than a mortal, and its strength can't even compare to a novice mage. Its growth potential is almost negligible. This kind of thing that uses human lives as consumables currently has only one use: to make a computing box, the kind that's inside that little girl Louise you recently took in."

Ronan's voice suddenly turned very serious and deep, "Lily, you know very well."

Astrid patted the little demon Yang Nian, "Nian, we're almost there, you go first."

Yang Nian looked around and then ran off, much like a child who was being led by their parents but suddenly sped up and ran as soon as they saw they were almost home, inexplicably wanting to be the first one home.

After Xiao Yang ran away, Astrid turned around and looked directly at Ronan, "Just say what you have to say, there's no need to beat around the bush."

"Who is the mysterious person?" Ronan asked directly.

Astrid has always been in the Celestial Realm, so the mysterious person must have been there. She is very knowledgeable about artificial spirit technology, which is also a very important technology that the mysterious person possesses.

“I don’t know,” Astrid replied. “However, after you fell asleep, I only discussed Yang Nian with Gus.”

She provided a crucial clue: that Guts invented the technology for creating artificial spirits.

Guts is the son of Ronan and Alice. The name might suggest that someone with this name is a tall, strong, and rugged man. In fact, the opposite is true. Guts is a beautiful young man, exceptionally handsome, so beautiful that he would make men's hearts flutter and women's jealous. He is also gentle and sensitive.

Guss has excellent potential, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he should be just like Menar Mushir and the others.

But in reality, something unexpected happened, and he died in an accident.

"I see." Ronan couldn't help but sigh.

Ronan didn't ask anything more, even though he believed Astrid knew more than just that.

Astrid was silent for a moment before speaking, "The reason time and space are forbidden is because the two timelines have resynchronized. Originally, we could travel between them because of the five-year time difference. Now, time on the other side is the same as here, so we can't travel between them anymore. However, it's not impossible to travel between them temporarily."

“With Aunt Ambrina and Yingqi, plus the three 'tools' you picked up, and with us doing some work, we can manage.” “Understood.” Ronan nodded, also relieved.

He has a crucial trump card in his hand, and now he can face the mysterious opponent without any pressure.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at our destination.

It is not a building on the ground, but the entrance to an underground space.

Standing at the entrance, Astrid turned back again to look directly at Ronan. "You really have to go?"

“Definitely,” Ronan replied.

The other party not only committed unforgivable acts, but also had a conflict with him.