滴,滴——
The machines in the dim prison cell played a tune called suppression.
In the corner of the prison cell, no longer resembling a young girl, a young woman who looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old curled up in the corner of an alloy chair.
Her long hair was casually draped, among the strands of long hair were eyes full of confusion.
Confused and hollow.
The walls of the prison cell were made of one-way glass, with several chanical Bodies carrying laser cannons targeting the young woman's forehead and heart.
In the resting room behind the glass wall on the left, Shen Qionglin was rubbing his forehead wearily.
The Three Realms Wanderer, having returned to his Spiritual Body state, seed quite leisurely at the mont, floating out from the corner like a kindly old man who scatters candies to children during special occasions.
He asked with a chuckle, "Any results?"
"No, she's resisting those mories, it seems she's been traumatized."
Shen Qionglin yawned:
"I just tested these machines left by the Yina Civilization myself.
"Very strong, and it's a technology that Earth's Civilization currently lacks. If these machines could be taken out, we might be able to solve depression and various space-related ntal illnesses.
"Can you send them to us later?"
"Of course," the Wanderer enjoyed being generous with others' resources, "The Yina Civilization was once particularly excellent with chanics; without the reserves here, Mu Dan wouldn't have developed so rapidly either."
Nearby, the chanical guard spoke: "The reason I could develop quickly is that I can perform Self-simulation in computational deductions without worrying about Self-consciousness collapse. My consciousness anchor point is indestructible."
"Oh," the Wanderer deliberately used a bass voice, "Is that anchor point love? Your love for your boss."
The chanical guard displayed a rolling eyes expression on its face screen.
"Trying to explain it to a weird uncle like you doesn't work; love can't save the world, only saturation firepower can."
The Wanderer chuckled.
Shen Qionglin said, "Let's solve this problem in front of us first... Mu Dan No.2, do you have any ideas?"
"With the thods we are using, if it were an ordinary Spirit Cultivator, they would definitely have ntally collapsed by now."
Peony 02 spoke with a cheerful voice:
"But Ye Zi is still holding on, this actually stems from her having her own beliefs to support her.
"Why don't we analyze what her belief is, and then shatter it, once her willpower is completely dead, those mories she refuses to face will naturally appear before us."
The Wanderer murmured a few tis, "This is actually not as good as just killing her."
"Compared to the cris she committed, this level of torture, Mu Dan No.2 thinks it's reasonable."
"For hateful people, there must be sothing pitiful about them."
The Wanderer floated to the window, gazing at Ye Zi in the corner:
"I was the one back then... it was .
"Like a Demon, targeting an innocent and lively girl, continuously summoning her forward with a voice full of insinuations, giving her a Key.
"When she returned here, she helped recover slowly, and I deceived her, saying that the Outer Golden Core was a broad avenue leading to becoming the strongest Spirit Cultivator.
"She told at that ti... she wanted to change the world."
Shen Qionglin caught onto sothing sharply, "Change the world? Sir, could I take a look at the mory of your interaction with Ye Zi?"
"Yes, this is my inglorious deed, although I've done many inglorious deeds."
The Wanderer slowly raised his hands.
A round ball materialized, then floated to Shen Qionglin, slowly unfolding into a light screen.
Inside was the Wanderer's first-person 'video'.
And Shen Qionglin carefully watched these images, looking for so useful information.
...
The first scene was that great hall where Wang Jixuan had once healed for eighty years.
The image first showed a stone, the Stone of the Past; the Wanderer hid the Stone of the Past in an underground secret compartnt, then sowhat laboriously sat upright.
He tapped the floor a few tis, and a series of floating buttons appeared on the floor.
Using this simple console, the Wanderer controlled the entire Cloud City.
The picture skipped forward by half an hour, a figure appeared outside the great hall, sowhat uneasy, sowhat curious, holding onto the door fra of the hall, peering constantly into the vast hall.
The great hall began to beco bright.
The Three Realms Wanderer wore a loose light white long robe, smiled gently, and beckoned to the figure.
"Co here."
The figure slowly moved forward, gradually becoming clear in the image.
This was a young girl, graceful in posture, slender in figure, wearing a light black long dress, the style likely common in desert environnts.
She was barefoot, her headscarf wrapped around slightly curly long hair, her well-defined features portraying captivating beauty.
The girl's breathing was slightly hurried; she bowed her head and kneeled, deeply prostrating herself before the Three Realms Wanderer.
As she prostrated, her hands were backhanded on the floor, palms facing up.
"Great Pioneer, Source of all Spiritual Energy in the universe, being able to listen to your admonitions is the greatest fortune for Jieru·Po Suo so far."
The Three Realms Wanderer nodded slightly, spoke in a gentle voice: "Stand up, no need to be too formal."
"Yes," the girl replied softly, slowly sitting up, cautiously sitting cross-legged before the Three Realms Wanderer, gently saying, "Do I need to inform my leader?"
"Not for the ti being."
The Three Realms Wanderer shook his head slowly:
"Your leader, that Spirit Cultivator nad Hei Yao, although he found his way here following my guidance, he poses a threat to this place."
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