Returning from the abyss

The second prisoner Lu Ning mentioned was a woman, and her behavior was similar to the first one. The only difference was that Lu Ning passed out immediately after inserting the probe. The results of the inspection were similar to the first one. The only difference was that the location of the cognitive blockade was different.

But she didn't want to find nothing, so she immediately had the prisoners dragged away and the last one was brought up.

An older orc, his eyes were calmer than the first two.

"Hello, I need to do some research on you."

"I heard about it." The old man sat down in front of Lu Ning with a very good attitude. "I also heard a little about the situation of those two people. Is it scary?"

"For now, it's not life-threatening. After all, you are more useful alive than dead." Lu Ning picked up the spell pen, "Do you have anything to ask? Although I don't necessarily have to answer."

"It's okay. I know my status very well. Your kindness is your character, but I still have to remember that I am a prisoner."

"it is good."

Lu Ning still shaved her head first, but the old man didn't have as big a reaction as the first two. He was just a little surprised and let Lu Ning do whatever he wanted.

It wasn't until Lu Ning inserted the probe into the old man's brain that he let out a muffled groan.

"There shouldn't be any pain." Lu Ning said.

"But I will feel something drilling into my head. This feeling is not very good. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get used to it."

"It doesn't matter, your body is immobilized by me, there won't be any unexpected reaction." Lu Ning said, "Now, keep quiet."

The old man stopped talking, while Lu Ning carefully examined his mind.

The external filtering barrier was the same, but after passing the barrier, she could see that the spirit in the old man's mind was similar to that of ordinary people, which was different from the two people she saw before who were full of negative emotions. A calm spirit would be of some benefit to her exploration.

"You are calm." She asked, "Don't you feel scared?"

"I have some assumptions about what I'm going to experience, so I'm not too scared. Have you discovered anything? Sitting here is actually quite boring."

"not yet."

Lu Ning has found the most manic part of the old man's spirit, which is an unforgettable hatred, but it occupies a small area, but the movement is very large.

He hates something deeply - not a person. Although the sense of revenge against an individual may expand, it will not be so turbulent.

It turns out that he has a strong hatred for a certain race.

And underneath this mass of hatred, there are even deeper negative emotions that are blocked. Lu Ning unexpectedly discovered that the old man had opened a crack in the blockade almost by relying on his own will.

However, this crack does not affect the solidity of the blockade at all. This old man's lifelong hatred can only have such a small impact. It is conceivable that for most people in this world, this blockade is impenetrable unless it is opened from the outside like Lu Ning.

The old man's calm mental state made Lu Ning's exploration go more smoothly. She finally found some clues of transformation in it.

"You can get up."

Lu Ning pulled out the probe and lifted the immobilizing spell on the old man.

"Oh? So fast? Are those two people the same as me? This doesn't seem worth fearing."

"You are a person who has experienced war, and I am not referring to the one that just happened." Lu Ning said, "Maybe for you, this is not a big deal at the moment."

"Haha, have you even seen this? Well, Helenzo also promised me to let me die a worthy death... leaving it to you may be the one he thinks is most appropriate." The old man nodded, "I can go back Already?"

"Yes, I will come to you again later. Although I may be a little sorry, please be prepared that you may die." Lu Ning said.

The old man laughed and was immediately pulled out by the jailer who came in.

Lu Ning shook her head, borrowed the warden's office, and began to write down the results she had just discovered.

There are some very delicate things in the old man's spiritual sea. Thanks to the old man's calmness, Lu Ning was able to find the hidden countercurrents in the flowing spirit.

Except for people who really suffer from symptoms such as schizophrenia, human thoughts flow in one direction, even when multitasking. For example, when a person sees a red piece of clothing, he will never think that it is a pair of green pants at the same time.

These countercurrents in the old man's spirit mean that both ideas exist. It's just that one of them barely affects the main body's thinking, so it may just be a passing thought and it won't really have any impact.

Is this what cognitive transformation really looks like? By scaling people's cognitive comparison, a correct system is implanted to replace the broken part, but the broken part is only reduced, not disappeared.

Although it is already very impressive, for Lu Ning, this is better than completely changing it to a new one. It will become easier for her to detonate the problems within her cognition.

If incantation magic was used, this would require a very complicated arrangement of incantations. Lu Ning even doubted the practicality of this method. However, there are still many options for magic, and she can consider another option.

Through the auxiliary manufacturing of industrial production, the necessary accessories are reduced, and the parts that need to be mixed with mantras are reduced, and the spiritual magic that has been prepared is directly guided by a method similar to that of a relay tower.

"But... we still need to consider the consequences." Lu Ning thought for a while, "Destroying different cognitive locks may have different consequences. I'm afraid we need to have an overall experimental result before we can report it. This is a relatively difficult subject. There are not many people who can be used for experiments..." Lu Ning pointed her finger on her head and fell into deep thought. She spread her mental fluctuations, and there was no doubt that the distribution center had already been imprinted with the unique mark of this world when she came to this world.

"How can I make the noise less...huh?"

In the spreading mental fluctuations, Lu Ning suddenly felt a trace of interference.

The impression seems to be that the announcement at the city gate said that the Phantom Clan has established a spiritual connection network for the Phantom Clan here. It would not be surprising if there were more disturbances. But Lu Ning recalled that she had not noticed this disturbance before. The spiritual network of the Phantom Clan was like a signal tower and should be permanent. This place was not currently covered.

When she tried to counter-track, the interference disappeared again.

This made Lu Ning stop writing. She never ignores any anomalies, especially now that she is still focusing on this research direction. She stuffed what she had written into her arms and walked out of the cell.

An enemy? Or whose magic experiment? Shenghui City is the hinterland of Chen Geng. Who has sneaked in?

"Huh? It's already evening?" Lu Ning walked outside and realized that time had passed quickly. She looked at the pedestrians on the street. There was an endless stream of people working the night shift and people coming off work. I don't know when Chen Geng's population had already Having exceeded the 10,000 mark, people who came here from all over the world to defect to the company were screened and then placed in suitable positions. This was great, but it made it difficult for Lu Ning's next actions.

She couldn't find the particular source of interference.

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In the middle of Haifa mainland, in the Mesul hilly area, the hill city Kane Fortress.

This fortress jointly established by humans, demihumans, and orcs has a very strong defense. This defense is not from a magical perspective, but as a refuge. A group of people with survivalist tendencies met a lord who also had delusions of being victimized, and they jointly dug a giant shelter in the Mesur Hills with an underground space seven times the space above ground. Although the above-ground structures can be easily destroyed, the underground structures are intricate and rely directly on the complex underground cave structures and strata in the hilly areas. During the war years, this place directly housed all the refugees in the nearby area, and all the people retreated underground.

"This place is not within the scope of selection."

Mochamo was sitting on the half-collapsed city wall, holding a large piece of roasted meat in his hand. He was cutting it off piece by piece with a knife, dipping it in salt grains and putting it in his mouth.

Not far away in the direction he was facing, sitting on a rock, was another orc. His muscles were even more developed than Mokamo's, and he had brown bear-like fur on his neck and wrists. He was dressed in a very simple dress, and he sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating.

Kukash, the captain of Lewanska and others, is a figure that even Mochamo must respect.

He knows that he is relatively simple-minded, but being smarter than him may not necessarily convince him. Kukash is a more violent but also smarter person.

"They probably also know about this." Kukash said.

"What? Them?"

"Other teams." Kukash suddenly opened his eyes, then suddenly bounced up and landed softly on the ground.

"The number of people in the fifth-level scene is basically fixed. According to the formation method of six people in a group, the team is four to six. The captains should be able to make similar judgments." Kukash said, "In many cases Optional, the blank space in the central region is actually quite conspicuous, I don’t think anyone would think that this place is too rotten to survive.”

"Yes!" Mokamo nodded vigorously, "Boss, are we the first to come here?"

"There are many ways to develop." Kukash laughed, "Most tourists like to cultivate a force from scratch. After all, watching the force grow from scratch can bring a sense of accomplishment and provide peace of mind. . But I took another path.”

"Another one? Let's run here...that Lord Constantine?" Mochamo suddenly realized, "Take someone else's ready-made power!"

"Blow the whistle, Mocha Mo, our friends should have verified it." Kukash walked towards the city gate, "As expected, Lord Constantine must have made a wise judgment."

"Oh, oh. By the way, Kukash, the reciter who went to Shenghui City saw something, but the most important thing is that he was almost caught by a strange mental fluctuation."

"Spiritual fluctuations? We have isolated the frequency band of phantoms. Only fully divergent spiritual diffusion can catch prayers." Kukash raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Fortunately, the reciter is not so easy to find. He should Are you ready to hide it?"

"Yes. In addition, one of the leaders of Shenghui City is Junying." Mochamo continued, "Boss, you know Junying, right? That..."

"She killed three worshipers in one scene, and her will was completely unshakable." Kukash nodded, "If it were Jun Ying, we would have to hide ourselves even more. With her ability, killing You and I are no different than killing two monsters."

"Anyway, I support you." Mochamo took out a whistle and blew it. There was no whistle sound, but another kind of wave spread out. Not long after, the ground began to tremble slightly, and a group of orcs and orcs came running from a distance. If Lewanska and others were still there, they would definitely recognize that these were slaves who had excavated ruins on the Dragon Trail Islands. .

However, how can these people still look like slaves now? They were all big and round, and their bodies were much stronger than before. A large number of patterns of different colors were wrapped around their bodies. When they arrived at the city wall, they were immediately divided into five teams in an orderly manner, and were arranged neatly below, as if they were waiting for inspection. .

"Good, our friends are out too."

As Kukash finished speaking, the city lit up with light, the camouflage on the ground was opened, and a group of people walked out.

The leader was a dignified old man with white hair. He was the lord who accepted the opinions of the survivalists, Constantine. Beside him were two young men, a man and a woman, whom Kukash also knew. Eski Kane and Delos Kane. Kane Fortress was founded by their father. The name of their family was actually allowed by Constantine to be used to name this fortress, which shows their status.

Kukash put one hand on his chest and gave a slight salute to Constantine: "Your Excellency, I wonder if you have verified the evidence I provided before?"

"Of course, we have verified it. You are right, the world we live in has been in extreme danger from the beginning, and false peace is just a toxin that paralyzes us." Although Constantine is old, his spirit is still strong. Still hale and hearty, there was a lot of fanaticism in his voice when he said this, "We are indeed right. Only by preparing early can we be the ones who escape death! Survival is never a matter of luck, it is a matter of fate. The reward for those who prepare!”

"Yes, Your Excellency Lord. But you should also know that facing the difficulties we know now, your previous preparations may not be enough. We need more and more adequate preparations."

"Yes, but preparation has nothing to do with the doctrine you are talking about!" Constantine suddenly changed the subject, "We only pursue pragmatism, and illusory religion is meaningless! Now that even the real gods have died, a man who only How can God in our hearts help us?”

Kukash laughed when he heard this: "I'm sorry, because you haven't formed an understanding of the current situation, I didn't tell you our teachings without reservation. But now, since you and I are here Having agreed, I present to you our Ever-Existing Lord - rest assured, it is precisely because it is pragmatic that we believe in it.”