Bai Haozheng held the cumberso tal helt in his left hand and gently removed the black-and-white electrode patch attached to his scalp with his right hand.
Seeing him unscathed, the red warning light in the sealed room extinguished, and the reassuring warm white light lit up again.
Pa.
Bai Haozheng placed the tal helt on the rack beside the operating table, and drank down the orange-yellow liquid delivered in a glass by the trackbot-shaped trash can—this liquid could ease the discomfort of withdrawing from the STEM Consciousness Synchronization System.
Ever since Bai Haozheng brought Yuka Yuri, the origin of the Dolphin Hotel mission world, back to the real world,
the Special Affairs Bureau's scientific research departnt started treating and researching the young girl.
The experintal results showed that Yuka Yuri was a natural psychic, who had never undergone any training yet was born with the ability to amplify her thoughts and project her brain waves externally.
This ability caused her great misfortune in the Dolphin Hotel's real world plane—she was used by the world's official institutions as a human container to imprison abnormal disasters.
Her mind beca the prison of all mutations; she was both the warden and the prisoner.
The Special Affairs Bureau sympathized and understood Yuka Yuri's plight. They created a special life-support device to heal her fragile physical body,
and used a brainwave confinent device to restrict her involuntary broadcasting of brainwaves, preventing her from being disturbed by the noise of millions of minds.
After a period of careful recuperation, Yuka Yuri regained ntal and physical health. Through Bai Haozheng, who visited her regularly, she conveyed her desire to contribute to the Special Affairs Bureau.
After careful consideration and repeated research, the Special Affairs Bureau's scientific research institution decided to transfer Yuka Yuri to the
Dissemination Departnt, and designed for her a device—naly the STEM Consciousness Synchronization System.
This system consists of two parts: the first allows psychic Yuka Yuri to freely and actively control the influence range and interference strength of her own brain waves.
The second part makes Yuka Yuri's abilities more interactive—she can use arrays provided by the Heterodox Academy and modern computer processors to pull one or more experinters wearing brain-computer interface equipnt,
into her consciousness mind.
As the God of individual consciousness, she can solve so problems that are difficult to handle in the real world—such as healing mobile detachnt operatives with severe ntal illness, or patients affected by
pollution.
This ability can also be used in criminal investigations.
As long as the witness is connected to the brain-computer interface device, Yuka Yuri can directly access the witness's subconscious to find critical information.
If the witness has been dead for a long ti, injecting uncorrupted brain tissue into the STEM Consciousness Synchronization System also works—though, in this case, to protect Yuka Yuri from the damage and pollution of chaotic, collapsing consciousness of the dead body,
an agent skilled in walking the consciousness domain is usually dispatched to connect to the STEM system, replacing Yuka Yuri to explore the ocean of the deceased's subconscious.
"..."
Bai Haozheng pondered everything he had just seen and turned his head towards the rear of the closed room.
The physical foundation of the STEM system in reality is a huge circular space.
The room where Yuka Yuri is located is at the center of the space, connected via cables to a total of more than twenty movable independent rooms in the surrounding circle.
To avoid accidents (such as
leakage), the independent rooms of consciousness walkers are completely sealed,
unable to see the body of the STEM system, other walkers entering the consciousness plane, or the command departnt behind the explosion-proof single-sided glass.
However, this ti, Bai Haozheng was very certain that he was the only one who entered the consciousness layer of the deceased Zhao Haining in the linked murder case just now.
"Comrade Bai? Comrade Bai?"
A voice from a colleague in the Special Affairs Bureau sounded in the corner of the ceiling's broadcast, "How are you feeling? Can you proceed with the verbal record?"
"Hmm?"
Bai Haozheng ca back to his senses, smiled apologetically at the surveillance cara on the ceiling, "I was distracted, sorry."
He is a ntalist and advanced player, typically having no issues walking the consciousness plane; however, this deceased Zhao Haining had been dead for a considerable ti, and the preservation of brain tissue was poor,
entering his decaying consciousness, encountering chaotic and disordered scenes, requiring clues be found from fragnts of broken mories,
leaving even the skilled Bai Haozheng feeling quite uncomfortable.
"I have no problem, can proceed with the verbal record."
Bai Haozheng swept his body with Nen ability—everything was normal,
The electrode patches attached to him, responsible for monitoring various vital signs, showed no abnormalities on the LCD screen beside the operating table.
"Alright. Then please press the button on the LCD screen next to your right hand, after the alert sound and seeing the red flashing light, communicate to the microphone everything you saw on the consciousness layer.
Because of the unique nature of the consciousness plane, your brain may still be slightly disorderly. Just recall what you can, narrate what you rember; logical coherence between records is not enforced."
A colleague from the Special Affairs Bureau echoed the scripted voice on the ceiling broadcast,
Bai Haozheng filtered out those unnecessary words, licked his lips, and after briefly recalling, slowly spoke: "The first scene I saw was Zhao Haining's hands and feet bound with thin plastic rope, detained in a closed room—specifically Zhao Haining's own villa garage.
The person acted cautiously, disguising as a shabby elderly man collecting scraps, attacked Zhao Haining, tied him up, and threw him in the corner of the villa garage,
in front of Zhao Haining, pried open his car door and, mimicking his handwriting, left a note in the vehicle—a suicide note supposedly from Zhao Haining stating his fear of financial bankruptcy and intent to end his life using vehicle exhaust.
During the entire process, Zhao Haining struggled desperately, attempted to shout for help, bribed and convinced the person with wealth,
but the murderer, disguised as a shabby elderly man, remained unmoved, silently and calmly forged the scene within twenty minutes—the plan proved to be quite perfect,
Confird to have participated in human trafficking cris ten years ago, Zhao Haining accumulated wealth early on, opened a factory, and beca a local millionaire, living alone in a villa on a hill; his wife and children are abroad, and no one heard his cries.
He experienced personal financial problems, was on the verge of bankruptcy; the reason for suicide was substantial, evidence chain on-site intact, and his private relationships with local high officials made the case sensitive,
eventually causing no doubt in the case at the ti..."
Bai Haozheng paused, rubbed his aching temples, took out white paper and a pencil from the backpack bar, "The murderer disguised as a scrap collector elderly,
was undoubtedly the true culprit in this serial murder case.
Even from today's criminal investigation system perspective, he's extrely frightening—composed, ticulous planning, utilizing the deceased's conditions and societal factors to disrupt investigation and clear his involvent.
The most frightening aspect is all this happening before the deathmatch ga began,
the murderer executed several perfect cris as an ordinary person without extraordinary powers, spanned over multiple regions across years.
Did not attract any social attention—so cases are recorded as self-inflicted or re accidents.
Of course, we now know that in the last few cases, traces of divine power covering appeared, proving the murderer mastered extraordinary powers by then and intentionally started obscuring past actions.
A key criterion for screening players in the deathmatch ga is adaptability to external changes—based on the murderer's personality traits exhibited in every case, he is precisely the type such gas favor.
He might be among the first batch of players granted qualifications.
However, due to the limitations of the era, he ultimately didn't foresee one thing..."
Bai Haozheng spoke while quickly sketching on paper with a pencil, depicting the smile seen in the mory of the deceased—a smile shown by the junk collector old man as he closed the car door, looking at the unconscious Zhao Haining.
"The new Skynet System can retrieve the muscle distribution on a citizen's face during any expression..."
Bai Haozheng muttered to himself as a flash of white light glimred across his gold-rimd glasses.
————
Gone.
Disappeared...
Chaichai's eyes widened, staring at the spot where Li Ang was a second ago.
The floor was empty and spotless, not even a speck of dust visible.
She suddenly raised her head to look at the clock hanging on the wall.
Tick, tick, tick.
Under the plastic cover, the second hand moved on its own.
Chai Cuiqiao instinctively stepped back half a step, her foot pressing hard against the ground, causing a blast of chaotic thoughts to explode in her mind.
Why didn't Li Ang return?!
"Bug Nest!"
Her gaze, cold as eternal ice, swept over the Brain Worm standing beside her, who understood and imrsed its consciousness into the Spiritual Energy network.
How could it be, how could it be?!
Chaichai stared intently at the spot where Li Ang disappeared, nearly biting her teeth to pieces as her sharp nails and black hair uncontrollably extended and grew,
The collapsing emotions triggered the yin energy accumulated by the "Jidou Yanchi of Nine Underworld," causing the yin energy to spontaneously gather and form, turning into black snowflakes around her.
The script missions of the Killing Ga always provided bundled services; the System executed transmission instructions when entering and exiting the script world.
No matter how long a player stayed in the script world, they would co out at the sa place and ti.
From the perspective of others, players executing the script missions always returned in an instant,
Their outfits, state, and standing posture would undergo significant changes, and it would be evident at a glance.
If the player entered the script world and ti began to pass, yet that player did not reappear...
There were only two possibilities.
One, the player learned the Invisibility Technique in the script world and returned naked with a wicked sense of humor.
Two, the player died during the script mission.
"..."
Chaichai, her black hair wildly dancing, forced herself to calm down,
Her Spiritual Sense swept across the entire room, but she found no trace of Li Ang.
"Lady Saint, the Divine Power Connection between Bug Nest and the Benevolent Father, as well as between Bug Nests, has been severed, and there are no signs of the Power of Faith being absorbed into the statue."
The Double Blade Turkey guard calmly said beside her: "Should we proceed with the chanical Descendant Plan?"
"..."
Chaichai took a deep breath; when Li Ang transmitted into the script, he didn't carry the Evil God Handicraft Clay, and the White Gown Dragon Head Statue remained at the bottom of the Pacific trench in the Bug Nest.
If he had already returned to the real world, then the Evil God Statue should automatically be transmitting the Power of Faith, instead of stalling as it was now.
Even the Bug Nest and Bug Nest could no longer transmit information through the Divine Power Connection, aning the master of the Divine Power network, which was Li Ang, was not in the real world.
"Li Ang can't possibly be dead."
Chaichai clenched her fist and firmly said: "He has already ascended to the demigod level, carrying an Epic Level Equipnt that allows him to borrow power, protected by the Origin of Life, with Alchemy support and Psychic Abilities. Along with the title of Mystery Delver and the Magic Mirror's teleportation abilities.
Most crucially, he also has two one-ti-use escape vouchers—no matter what he encountered in the script world, it couldn't possibly prevent him from using them."
She stepped forward half a step, squatted, and wiped the dust on the ground with her fingers, her tone resolute: "If he really died in the script world, at the very least, pieces of his body would be transmitted back."
Chaichai stood up from the ground, her gaze firm.
She had a kind of blind trust in Li Ang; no situation could put him in an inevitable deathtrap.
"There's only one possibility: this ti, the script mission with a suffix of a question mark ran synchronized with the real world's ti flow. Only then could Li Ang not appear even now."
Chaichai slowly spoke: "In that case, during this period while he is absent, what we need to do is continue advancing the expansion of the Bug Nest according to his will.
The script missions can be a few hours at the shortest, and a few days at the longest.
During this ti, although it's school holidays, Li Ang has already caught the attention of the Special Affairs Bureau in the real world; he was just called in for a debriefing talk,
There might be staff from the Special Affairs Bureau visiting soon, or a request for him to attend an internship...
I will portray Li Ang's identity in the real world, while accelerating the expansion of the Bug Nest.
Isn't Gorgon still lurking offshore of Yin City? Then, dispatch the Behemoth and Yamjad Bug Nest Fleet from the Pacific trench over here as well.
If any ergencies occur,
such as if Li Ang returns severely injured, or if so organizations discover Li Ang's hidden identity and attack this apartnt in the real world,
then we at least need enough firepower to defend and retaliate—when it cos to life and safety, we can't bet on the reliability of the Special Affairs Bureau."
Chaichai thodically issued instructions to the Brain Worm,
This exemplified the advantage of the Bug Nest's dual communication system of Divine Power Connection and Spiritual Energy Network,
Even though the Bug Nest master was out of contact, the Bug Nest could still communicate using hundreds of kiloters apart Spiritual Energy nodes—just at a sowhat slower speed than before.
As soone who was once a fierce and brutal specter of evil, Chaichai always assud the worst of others, giving complete trust to none but Li Ang...
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