Chapter 56: My Thoughts Can Only Belong to Myself.

After Teacher Sun left secretly, Wang Wanrou turned back to the Wang family's residence and entered her room.

Returning to the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror, suddenly intoxicated by her own appearance.

"So beautiful," she murmured.

Beside her, Cheng Jinyang, who was possessing her body, remained silent.

However, Wang Wanrou's expression quickly turned grim, and Cheng Jinyang could sense a fiery arrogance burning within her chest.

"Wang Wanrou," she stared fixedly at her reflection in the mirror, "you are the most perfect being in the world, you..."

"...belong only to yourself!"

It was unclear how much time passed, perhaps nearly half an hour, before Wang Wanrou reluctantly tore her gaze away from the mirror and picked up the recorder on the nearby shelf, pressing the "record" button.

"Dear Wang Wanruo, perhaps I should call you Wang Wanrou."

She spoke into the recording device, her voice carrying a certain coldness, a chilling hint of amusement.

"Listen carefully."

"I am you from this morning. I have permanently erased my own memory, so you don't remember what happened this morning."

"In fact, I have gathered a large amount of evidence against the family. If it were to be released on the internet, it would undoubtedly cause a huge public outcry, after all... your father, the current Prime Minister of Taicheng, Wang Maohong, is currently under fierce attack by the Minister of the Central Secretariat, Yu Yuangui."

"If these charges were to fall into Yu Yuangui's hands, you know how terribly your father will be hit in the political arena. Without a doubt, the reputation of the Taiyuan Wang family will also suffer severe negative consequences."

"If you don't believe me, go and open the locked drawer in your study and see for yourself. I've left copies of the evidence there."

"So, if you want to stop all of this, you, who have lost your memory from this morning, remember every word I'm about to say next."

"I entrusted this secret to an underling, so you naturally won't have any memory related to him. If by a certain time today you still haven't found him and given him instructions, he will release the evidence online using a specially designed program and disguised IP.

Without necessary information, even if you disclose it to the Taiyuan Wang family, they won't be able to quickly surpass the authority of Yu Yuangui to mobilize the power center and block the entire network to contain its spread. Moreover, your father boarded a business flight to Lin'an this afternoon at 5 o'clock. At this moment, within the Taiyuan Wang family, there is simply no one with the ability or authority to respond.

The only way to stop him from releasing the information is to find out his identity. You should understand that with your own abilities, in a situation of calculated indifference, I won't leave you with a second option. I've hidden his identity.

You need to log in to the 'Net Affairs Discussion' section of the 'Jinling Hutong' forum and post a thread titled 'Evidence of the Taiyuan Wang Family.' Then, post the first piece of evidence from the drawer as the content of the thread in the forum section."

"When he sees this post online, he will come to contact you proactively... Of course, it also means that part of the evidence against the Wang family will be exposed, with the risk of being seen and forwarded by others. But compared to the contents of the copy in the drawer, what does a little bit of guilt matter?"

"Oh, by the way, you should have been stamped with the ideological seal by your father at the ancestor worship ceremony this afternoon: 'It is necessary to prioritize the interests of the family, and not to do anything that would harm the interests of the family,' right? All Wang family members over the age of 12 will be stamped at the ancestor worship ceremony. So now, you won't be able to post anything online that would damage the reputation of the Wang family."

"In other words, if you want to find my servant to stop the evidence from being published, you need to first remove the ideological seal on you."

"Go stamp yourself, Wang Wanrou. The command is 'remove the ideological seal left by your father,' and use a lot of your own ideological seals to try to defeat the one your father stamped on your brain."

"Others can't do this because their computational power is insufficient. But I know that within the family, your actual computational power is second only to your father's."

"Come on, whether we can prevent the family's reputation from being severely damaged depends on whether you can exert all your efforts to remove the ideological seal in your mind."

"Although it is inevitably difficult and arduous. However, I believe..."

She closed her eyes, paused for a moment, and firmly said, "You can do it."

After that, Wang Wanrou pressed the "End" button, then set the recorder to play automatically at 8 p.m. tonight, and hid it in the bathroom mirror cabinet.

Finally, she revealed a fierce expression of desperate determination, staring at herself in the mirror, gritted her teeth and growled, "Forget about collecting evidence of the family's crimes, stamping Sun Gang's thoughts, and entrusting him to release the evidence, understand?!"

After a moment, she answered herself, "Okay."

Suddenly, everything seemed to spin around, and Cheng Jinyang suddenly felt a strange force constantly washing over his mind...

No, it should be Wang Wanrou's mind. He was just attached to her, sharing her perception.

Then, the dream seemed to gradually accelerate.

He saw Wang Wanrou waking up in front of the mirror a few minutes later, confusedly realizing that she seemed to have forgotten something—those crucial memories were permanently erased by her own thought seal.

He saw Wang Wanrou in the afternoon, participating in the ancestral ceremony with her clan, enduring a headache and being imprinted with ideological seal by her father.

At that moment, Wang Maohong's gaze toward her lacked any fatherly warmth, like a deep, unfathomable sea.

He saw Wang Wanrou in the evening, suddenly hearing the sound of a recorder from the bathroom.

After listening to the recording, her expression immediately twisted, and she hurriedly ran to the study to open the locked drawer, where she saw the neatly collected evidence of wrongdoings.

Driven by the ideological imprint "family interests first," she quickly tried to follow the instructions in the recording and attempted to post a message on a forum to find that secret servant.

Although she had already edited the content, she couldn't bring herself to press the publish button—because once published, it would damage the reputation of the Taiyuan Wang family.

And at this moment, due to her own ideological imprint of "not harming family interests," she instinctively resisted doing so.

However, if she didn't post the message, more evidence would be exposed, unless...

...she lifted the imprint herself.

Driven by the principle of "family interests first," she understood that she could only choose to follow the instructions in the recording, attempting to unlock the ideological imprints in her mind (which were not directly related to the family's interests), break free from their constraints, and then be able to downplay the accusations and prevent all the charges from being released, while preserving the family's reputation as much as possible.

Cheng Jinyang silently watched 12-year-old Wang Wanrou lock herself in the bathroom, repeatedly demanding to "remove the ideological imprints" from herself.

The conflict between the imprints was both brutal and intense, accompanied by excruciating headaches.

The ideological imprint left by Wang Maohong was as majestic and vast as an imperial emperor, causing a sense of powerlessness with just a touch of thought.

The ideological imprint woven by Wang Wanrou was as fierce and fearless as a battlefield general, launching repeated suicidal assaults against the imprint left by Wang Maohong.

Every time she imposed a new imprint on herself, the average time of conflict with the lingering imprints in her mind was about 5 minutes, which also meant enduring over 5 minutes of uncontrollable and intense headaches.

About five minutes later, the thought seal she placed on herself was shattered, while the one left by her father in her mind only lost about 4% of its integrity.

In other words, it would take a total of 25 times of wearing down to break the thought seal left by Wang Maohong.

At just 12 years old, Wang Wanrou actually stayed in the bathroom, continuously placing the thought seal on herself 25 times, enduring over two hours of intense headache that could drive anyone to the brink of collapse.

Correspondingly, Cheng Jinyang, who shared the bodily sensations with her, was almost tortured to the brink of death by the headache.

Fortunately, he had spent three years fighting demons and monsters in nightmares, so his tolerance for pain was extraordinary.

Coupled with the apparent acceleration of the dream's passage of time, the continuous torment of headache gradually came to an end in about ten minutes.

Finally, he saw Wang Wanrou trembling as she stood up, the remaining thought seal in her mind crumbling, and with it, the belief in "family interests above all" collapsed.

Her thoughts once again belonged entirely to herself.

"Hmm, hehehe... Ahahahahaha!"

Staring at her haggard reflection in the mirror, as if recovering from a serious illness, Wang Wanrou emitted a near-sinister, suppressed laughter from her throat, erupting into ecstatic low growls.

"It's possible! It's possible, it's possible! I knew you could do it! Because..."

"Because you are the one in this world..." She stared at her crazed smile in the mirror, arrogantly raising her neck, her eyes tinged with mockery.

"Who possesses the most perfect countenance and the wisdom closest to that of a deity! Ahahahahaha..."

Her laughter abruptly ceased.

Because she suddenly saw her reflection in the mirror, not the face of herself with a mad grin, but the familiar face of a young man.