Containment control starts with the umbrella

Although this guy is a bit arrogant.

But William has to say that fortunately, Dixon came to Africa, where the internet and communications are very backward because of an accident with his wife and daughter.

If any of the tendons in this perverted brain happen to be right, use English directly to initiate suggestions.

The earth at that time could be fun.

.

.

"Katherine, let's talk to your Spartan first."

"Oh."

William walked away from the'behaved' Halsey and led Hank and other Alphas to Dixon's surroundings.

He took off his suit and handed it to Alpha, who drew his shirt out of his trousers, squatting down in front of Dixon and smiling:

"Hello, Mr. Bower."

"Hmm!"

"Haha." William ignored the other party's mum and continued:

"From now on, you can only answer my questions by nodding or shaking your head.

Of course, you can also choose to ignore or lie, but the end is... (Look at Hank)."

Hank nodded without saying a word, put his right hand into the holster in the suit, and pointed the pistol at Dixon's crotch.

"Mmm! Mmm!" Dixon shook his head violently, his red-blooded eyes widened.

That's a baby, I would rather die than live without that!

"Click-" the sound of the firing pin hitting empty.

No bullets.

"Um..." However, Dixon was already peeing.

"Sorry boss, forgot to load the magazine."

Hank said blankly, and at the same time filled the pistol with a full magazine, and was about to aim and shoot again.

"Well, I haven't said the problem yet." William raised his hand'in time' to stop Hank's movements.

"Yes, boss." Hank also took the pistol back in cooperation.

"Haha." William still said, keeping a smile:

"Mr. Bower, the first question is simple.

Have you discovered your talent for manipulating human behavior with words only in the last six months?"

Dilson, who was so scared that he almost lost his soul, would dare to exercise vigorously or have a mentality of resistance?

Then his eyes nodded blankly.

"Well, the second question, is the effect of psychological suggestion permanent?"

Dixon shook his head without thinking.

"well."

William stood up slowly, looked down at Dilson who was crying without tears, frowning slightly.

As for how to contain...

With the language control ability of this sex ghost, the Keter level is definitely reached, even if you don't pay attention, Exafanistei is possible.

Direct containment?✘

Downgrade to Safe?✔

Ok.

After drawing a conclusion in his mind, William whispered to Hank beside him:

"Hank, use your Alpha's means to completely blind, dumb, deaf, chop off his hands and feet and make him disabled.

Let him never express his meaning in his life, wait..."

Down to Safe.✘

Kill it directly.✔

William almost fell into a blind zone of thinking.

Although Umbrella’s job is to contain, the essence is to ensure the normal order of the world.

No matter how to prevent it, Dixon still has a very low probability of containment breach.

Damn it, isn't the chance gone?

"Hank, kill him, the result I want is the one that makes him disappear completely.

Can it be done?"

"No problem, boss." This is too simple for Hank.

"Huh? Huh! Huh!!!"

Dixon, who had already gradually relaxed, began to struggle frantically after hearing the conversation between the two, twisting his urine-stained body to roll away.

Hank, who received the order, had no mercy. He instructed several Alphas to wear disposable gloves, carried Dixon and left the hangar.

"Well--!"

"Flap! Flap!"

Looking at William outside the hangar, there were no waves in his heart.

Cruel?

not at all.

Kindness to the enemy is cruel to oneself.

.

After adjusting his facial expressions, William walked towards Halsey with the remaining Alpha.

He came to the Spartans with a satisfied smile, his eyes staying on every child for a long time.

Finally sighed: "Children, your performance is impeccable.

I can only say, congratulations on becoming real fighters.

As for my boss, I never like to come to those imaginary ones!

Say!What reward do you all want?"

?

The Spartans thought that William would say some soul chicken soup and encourage to keep it going.

But I didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly.

"boss!"

Myron first raised his hand and said loudly: "I want one set... No! Ten sets of Playboy magazines!"

Starting with this silly stuff, Carl slowly raised his hand and said, "Boss, I want a super-large plush rabbit."

"Boss! I want us to go to Egypt for a seven-day tour!"

"Boss! I..."

"Hehe, come one by one."

Suddenly surrounded by a group of tall and strong Spartans, William was a little bit powerless.

However, he also enjoys it.

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…

A few hours later.

In the corridor of a giant building on Minos;

William was walking side by side with Halsey, on the way to her personal living room.

"Catherine."

William said with a heavy face: "During the containment operation in Greece, I saw the monsters in mythology with my own eyes, which made me wonder...

Is there really a god in this world?"

"God?"

Halsey, who was originally pleased to be alone with William, became serious after hearing the word God, turning his head to look at the other party and whispering:

"God, I don't know, but...

Boss, have you heard of Burgess Frederick Skinner?"

"Skinner?" William always felt familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, so he shook his head.

Halsey explained to her boss to help continue:

"Skinner is the founder of New Behavioral Psychology, and at the same time, he did a frightening'Skinner Box' experiment.

In 1934, he selected eight pigeons for experiments in the laboratory of Harvard University.

The pigeons were hungry for a few days and were extremely thirsty for food, and then put the eight pigeons into eight boxes.

There is an automatic feeding device in the box, and one piece of food is fed automatically every 15 seconds.

No matter what the pigeon in the box does, after fifteen seconds, it can get food.

Every day after that, the pigeons will stay in the box for a few minutes.

After several days of observation and analysis, it was found that the pigeons exhibited some weird behaviors during the 15-second interval between feeding food.

Such as rotating counterclockwise, swinging the body, stretching the neck and so on.

It's like these specific behaviors can bring food to them.

A'god' was born in the box.

The pigeons are using their'sacrifice' to pray to the'god' for food.

But in fact, that god is Skinner.

But in the dimension of pigeons, they only know that there will be food every fifteen seconds.

And they fear that the food will disappear, so they use various behaviors to please God.

boss.

Think about it again, why did the ancients sacrifice?"