Do you know what's worse than searching for something in a gigantic area of nothing but sand and rocks for two weeks?
Ringo doesn't know why, but now he knows he hates sand deserts.
Even though his clone is now helping, the search speed is still limited, he has no references, except that he was stuck in that godforsaken desert.
As for Han Xiao? It only took him 4 days to complete the "course" and be able to leave, judging by his face and the message {Fuck You!}, he sensed that the man wasn't very grateful.
Well, it's difficult to deal with ungrateful people.
But that's alright, Han's impotent rage was a small high point in his desert quest.
Lena informed him that the man was finally beginning his journey across the continent and, since there was no Germinal this time, he was much more relaxed.
Han Xiao's actions were considered incredibly strange by Lena and many other curious onlookers, the guy would arrive in random villages to sell equipment to those now called Inhumans.
Lena and Emma were curious about them, but Ringo hadn't allowed those guys in yet, at least not anytime soon, and even if he did, it would only be on the fringes.
Not that Ringo cared about that now.
He was too busy sifting through grains of sand.
Ringo continued to wander through the desert, letting his consciousness scan the place. He was passing another rock formation when he felt something, his body freezing in mid-air.
Life, beneath the earth, sleeping.
The next moment, he used nightmare teleportation, appearing directly in front of an ecstasy capsule in a small, futuristic room with a predominantly golden color.
Ringo was already using Hidden Nightmare, so no sensors detected him.
He stared at the sleeping Godorian with growing euphoria.
Finally!
Ringo observed the target clearly dreaming and gave a soft chuckle, the next moment, he entered Angora's dream.
Controlling him, that's the first step.
Angora soon began exhibiting various symptoms, and the Pod he was connected to continued beeping, injecting stimulants, and trying to wake him up.
A racing heart, confused mental signals and declining spirituality.
Like a machine from a magical civilization, it could even infer about it.
But it was a pity, Angora was trapped in a nightmare, his soul constantly attacked and Ringo's control over him deepening more and more.
Godorian soon calmed down and the Pod also calmed down, noting that vital signs were stable, but several warning lights were still flashing. Unfortunately, Angora couldn't see any of that.
Ringo was learning a lot from the man, basically how to use the translator, how to use the communicator, general knowledge about what the man knew about the universe, which was little, basically limited to the Godora star system.
Ringo wasn't too unhappy about it, now he had a clear window out of the planet, he was radiant.
Ringo's clone arrived while he was researching Angora's memories, Ringo had already extracted what he wanted, the rest would be left to the clone, so he left quickly.
As for the leader of Germinal? He lost his value, so Ringo did exactly what he said he was going to do.
He is now in a nursing home in Hesla, his appearance has completely changed to that of an ordinary old man.
He can't speak, he can't move, he can only move his eyes, he would be bedridden for the rest of his life.
Ringo, of course, would transfer him to another nursing home eventually, after all, he still had a long life ahead of him. If the old man clearly lived another hundred years without dying, that would be strange enough.
With that, Ringo felt very good, seeing the lifeless look on the Germinal leader's face when he left him there was amusing enough.
Lena would take care of the rest from here on out, the woman seemed very pleased to handle it.
She may seem calmer, but she still deeply hates the Germinal Leader for what he did to Ringo.
Ringo, on the other hand, was flying towards Hesla. Lena told him that the six nations had been getting increasingly frantic lately.
The obvious movement made it clear what they wanted.
End Germinal.
It took them several years to recover from the war, now that they had started, they wouldn't stop easily.
Ringo is strong enough to invade each nation, one by one, and destroy their command centers single-handedly, but that would make it obvious that he had become a Super Grade B.
He had no interest in attracting Godora's attention, so he could only go with plan B.
Intimidation.
He could have let the war continue, it might even have helped Hila progress faster, but in the end he refused.
Ringo is a guy who might kill for profit, but only if someone points a gun at him.
The six nations may indeed have pointed their weapons at him, but what about his soldiers? How many of them just want to live their lives? How many of them have families at home waiting for them?
If war were inevitable, Ringo could disregard morals, but it's entirely avoidable.
So, he decided to take the longer route, first, he would have to bring his mother to Andrea.
He didn't trust that the six nations, especially Hesla, wouldn't use her against him, even though she was a Grade C commander with power comparable to a general, he didn't think that could protect her when such a large profit was involved.
Andrea was a large and resource-rich territory, leaving it to Germinal was only because they had bigger problems to deal with, the nuclear threat wasn't worth the trouble.
Now? Even knowing about the threat, they can attack with full force, even in the worst-case scenario, where nuclear bombs would be detonated, they could still deal with it over time, much better than letting Germinal, Hell, or whatever its name was, continue to grow.
Ringo was clear about that.
Therefore, he needed to hit where it hurt.
Do you want to start a war? How much are you willing to pay for it?
The leaders of each country are few and Ringo is a nightmare that can enter any place on this planet.
Kill a few and make it clear that anyone can die, they'll stop.
The people don't want war, the leaders are afraid, so peace would come.
Covered in blood and falsehood, but it would still be peace.
By teleporting along the way, Ringo took less than an hour to reach Hesla.
He knew exactly where his mother would be, thanks to Lena's help.
It would be the first time they would truly see each other face to face.
Ringo wouldn't lie and say he wasn't nervous.
He was.
It was already night when he arrived, according to Eva. Her mother had a house, but since Ringo left, she hadn't returned there, living instead in the barracks.
Ringo flew easily to his mother's room, he entered the room in his incorporeal form and paused for a moment, he was so used to barging into places that doors were more optional than mandatory for him.
He felt it wasn't right to break into his mother's room, but he was already there, so he didn't leave.
Looking at the woman lying on the bed with her hair tied back, wearing glasses, reading a book with a serious expression, Ringo felt a little strange again.
The conflicting feelings within him.
Primarily the parasite in his soul, he could feel it trembling as he looked at Melissa.
Ringo sighed, but he was curious about what she might be reading. Looking at the book cover, his eyes trembled fiercely.
He almost snapped out of his Hidden Nightmare form.
The clear words made him take a deep breath to calm down.
The cover: A teenager dressed as a punk with his arms crossed and a mocking look on his face.
The title: "My son is an idiot, but he's still my son."
A brief introductory note: "How to deal with troubled teenagers"
The author's pseudonym: "Iron Fist Mom."
Ringo felt like turning around and not coming back, pretending he didn't know the woman.
He took a deep breath, repeating. -"She's your mother, don't get angry, it's normal..."
Leaving the room, he stood at the door for half an hour, trying not to lose control right there, trying not to think about strangling the woman.
He felt it was good that Lena and Eva hadn't seen it, he could imagine their laughter.
He thought that if Hila had seen this, even her serious face wouldn't have been able to contain itself.
For a moment he imagined what Hila's laugh would sound like.
He had seen her smile, but he had never seen her laugh.
Shrugging, he finally let it go for now, just knocked gently on the door.