Blue and White Society

  Chapter 107 Spiritual Resistance

  After Mo Poor, he went to see Lao An every day for two weeks and learned a lot.

   "You are the most diligent restrictor I have ever seen here. After they come to learn the peripheral behavior norms, they basically don't come anymore." Lao An said.

  Mo Poor was stunned and said, "Don't they care about these things?"

  Old An said: "What's the use of caring? If they weren't accidentally affected by the contained objects, they might never have been exposed to these in their lifetime."

   "They seem to want to be peripheral personnel, but in fact they are only doing their best. They mainly live their own lives. They are willing to worry about the hearts of all human beings, after all, they are a minority."

   Mo Qiong was speechless, so he seemed too worried.

  But he is not worried about being mistaken for a spy of an illegal organization, he is not, and Lao An also said that the Blue and White Society is not afraid of spies.

   When talking about whether there are other organizations, Lao An told him that there are some small organizations in the world that illegally hold the contained objects, either they regard the contained objects as fetishes, or they are controlled by the contained objects.

  They are all targets that the Blue and White Society needs to destroy.

  What Lao An said is not a secret, but the containment world is too secretive, and most people didn't know it before. And many high-ranking people in various countries may know more than peripheral people.

  There is no need to hide what can be said from Mo Poor, and he will not say what cannot be said.

  The real key is the official members, and Lao An said that the Blue and White Club has its own tools to identify spies.

  It was a big rock, and Lao An said that the stone could show a person's goal.

  Anyone who joins the club has to go through that test. The goal is not in line with the purpose of the Blue and White Club. No matter how many people recommend it, it is useless.

   And so far no one can hide from that stone, even if they lose their memory, it’s useless, even if it’s a dead person...

  So it is also used to identify whether the goals of the members have changed, whether they have been taken away by others, or whether their minds have been distorted by something.

  If someone really wants to be able to hide this hurdle, then there is no way.

  The Blue and White Club has its own rules to restrain its members. If a member violates the rules, even if he is not a spy, he should be dealt with.

  In Lanbai Club, order is the sky, faith is the ground, and no one can violate it.

   Mo Poor was quite distressed by the existence of the stone.

  To be honest, he really wanted to officially join the club. He didn't want to live in the sun ignorantly like most people, until one day, he suddenly realized that the world was ending.

Mo Poor doesn't want to do nothing, maybe the situation is not that bad, Lao An's alarmist words, but you have to go in to know, you can't wait until it is irreversible, after all, just judging from the experience of some restricted people, the harm of the contained objects It can be seen.

  Even if he is a person with a vested interest in the power of the contained object, he is a human being, and he is tied to the interests of human beings.

  But after knowing this, he didn't feel confident again.

   "Sure enough, the hidden condition for becoming an official member is belief and goal. They don't necessarily need strong people, but they definitely need people who have strong and correct beliefs in the containment cause and are willing to fight for it all their lives."

   "I seem to be just a salty fish... only suitable for peripheral personnel."

  Mo Poor scratched his head, as a containment object, but now he wants to join an organization that specializes in containing anomalies, this idea is quite risky.

  Once some misunderstanding occurs, the position becomes conflicted, because for no reason, no one will trust him to be controllable.

   Now that there is such a big threshold, he is still very confused about his goal, and he finds that this is not something he can do just by himself, and he must have a fairly high level of awareness.

   For the time being, I can only shelve this thought.

  …

   "Boom!"

  On the eighteenth day when Mo Poor lived in the living area, a fleet of ships docked at Meng Island.

  From a distance, a large crane can be seen putting a huge alloy box on the car.

   After that, a team of at least 300 people escorted the car and drove slowly into the small town of Mengdao.

  Old Wang and other staff in the restricted living area all came out. They maintained the order of the restricted people and watched as the huge container was sent to the other end of the town.

   After staying for so long, Mo Poor certainly knows that that direction is the direction of the research institute. I heard that most of the underground buildings on Meng Island are also part of the research institute.

   "Such a big movement, what is that?" Many limiters asked curiously.

  Mo Poor was watching. Although he didn't know what the **** specifications were, this was definitely not an ordinary containment. At least when escorting wood carvings, there was absolutely no need for so many people with live ammunition.

   "A new container has arrived, you don't need to worry about it." Old Wang said.

   At this time, Lao An also came out. He watched the convoy pass by, and said with emotion: "This is a gamma-level containment object."

   "Oh? Did you see the explainer?" Old Wang said.

   "Well, I happen to know each other." Lao An didn't say much.

  Mo Poor came up to hear it just in time, and wanted to ask what an interpreter is, but he probably didn't know how to say it, so he didn't ask much.

   However, two hours later.

  Mo Poor received a notice: he is going to the institute to cooperate with a test.

   "Huh? Now?" Mo Qiong was slightly taken aback.

  Old An nodded and said: "Yes, the arrangement sent by the research institute, Lao Wang will take you there in a while."

   "Didn't you say it would take a month to get my turn?" Mo Poor asked.

   "Let's just say it casually. I don't know the arrangements of the doctors. Maybe they have clues to your situation." Old An laughed.

  Mo Poor guessed: "Could it be related to the contents delivered two hours ago?"

"What are you thinking about? Don't worry, the dangerous things are all done by D-class personnel. The doctors suddenly came to you, and they must have thought of the possible reasons why you don't have nightmares. Let you make sure." Old An laughed.

  Mo Qiong hummed, and when Lao Wang came, he followed to the research institute.

  Most of the restrictors who live here have been there. He inquired about it, basically to answer a few questions, describe their feelings, or use established and effective methods to eliminate and inhibit the effect.

   There are also suspicious limiters like him here. Among the people I know, the two-dimensional beauty Qiaoman is.

   Qiaoman was the only one who did not die after touching a certain containment. Not only did he not die, but he also became a two-dimensional painting style.

  The doctors couldn't figure it out, and there was no other way, because if the containment could be explained, it wouldn't be called a containment.

   There are many other cases like this special case, which are generally considered to be an unknown judgment of the contained object, resulting in different results.

   Unless there is a big harm, Lanbai Club doesn't have so much energy to slam on projects that have not made progress.

   Arriving at the research institute, Mo Poor and Lao Wang walked into an elevator to descend.

   It stopped when it dropped to -3 floors, and Mo Poor saw that there were a total of -9 floors here.

   "Report, the restrictor, Mo Poor, is in place." Pharaoh led Mo Poor out of the elevator and said, outside the elevator was a closed room, obviously you need to go through the access control of this room to go to other places, or to take the elevator.

  There is a fully armed person in this room, all wrapped in white combat uniforms, and wearing a helmet. At first glance, they are the security personnel of the research institute.

   "Please put your hands on it." The man in white said holding an instrument.

  Mo Poor put his hand on it, but a green light appeared within a second.

   "Identity confirmation." The man in white whispered.

   Immediately afterwards, the door on the left side of the closed compartment opened, and the man in white said, "Mo Poor, you can go in."

  Mo Poor nodded, and walked through the door alone, while Pharaoh stayed in the cubicle waiting for him to come back.

  At the other end of the door, a white coat led him into a bright room, pointed to the chair and said, "Please sit down, do you need something to drink?"

  Mo Poor shook his head and saw a headset on the chair.

  The white coat said: "Then please put on the headset and look this way."

   As soon as the voice fell, the wall on the left suddenly unfolded, revealing the transparent glass behind. Of course, it could also be a screen, but if it was a screen, the definition would be too high.

  Through the glass, Mo Poor could see another room, where a bed was placed, and on the head of the bed was a wood carving he had come into contact with.

   And on that bed, a young man was lying with his eyes closed.

   "Hello, Mo Poor, you can call me Dr. Sang, α-531, which is the wood carving in front of you, do you recognize it?" Putting on the headset, Mo Poor immediately heard an old voice.

  Mo Poor looked at it confidently, and the other party also zoomed in on the screen thoughtfully, and Mo Poor was then sure that it turned out to be a screen.

"I know."

  Then the doctor asked a few more questions, and Mo Poor answered them all in a straightforward manner.

  He said everything about the nightmare scene at that time, but omitted the role of the absolute hit in it, but said that he was waking up frantically struggling under the pain, then fell asleep, and woke up again...

  That's the truth, it just doesn't say he knows why he might wake up.

After the other party finished asking, he said: "Mo Poor, until now, people who have been exposed to α-531 will immediately fall asleep after lying down and closing their eyes. Then they fall into the nightmare of infinite deep diving, at least five hours later. Will wake up spontaneously. The dream can be interrupted, as long as there is an external disturbance, but the next time I fall asleep, I will continue to dream at the end of the last time, seemingly endless."

   "This kind of dream will bring people the effect of deep divers. I won't say much. The special situation in your case is that you wake up spontaneously immediately after having a nightmare, and you completely get rid of the dream after nine times."

   "I want to make sure again, can you determine how many nightmares you had in total?"

  Mo Poor said with certainty: "Nine times."

Dr. Sang said: "Very well, originally we had no idea about this, until we had the help of this member in front of us, we finally identified a characteristic of α-531 about the nightmare part: people with the effect of spiritual resistance can break through dreams independently , when the dream is broken nine times, the nightmare ritual will disappear."

   "Mo Poor, you have a spiritual resistance effect."

  Mo Poor was stunned, and then said, "Huh?"

   "It's just that the mind-distorting effect doesn't work on you..." Another voice suddenly rang out, and then the young man who was lying on the bed suddenly sat up.

  He hung dead fish eyes and said tiredly: "Doctor, this thing is useless, I still can't sleep..."

  …

   p.s: Sorry. I didn't pay attention to the time, and I often blanked out when I was writing.

  (end of this chapter)