In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 175 Her Twenty-Seven Years
There were three turning points in Shen Qionglin's life, at the ages of seven, fourteen, and twenty-one. Behind these points lie many secrets of the City of Psychic Power.

Wang Jixuan divided the observation into three sections.

It's nothing, the information about studying spiritual practitioners in Shen Qionglin's memory made him feel "greatly benefited".

Let’s get back to Shen Qionglin’s story.

Shen Qionglin arrived at Tiebibao when he was 21 years old and has lived here for more than six years.

She was exiled by the Six Elders.

Before being exiled, Shen Qionglin was already a top researcher who could directly work with the six elders, and he was in charge of three major projects:

Research on improving the chance of survival in perfusion experiments;

Psychic mecha development;
An exploration of the use of mystical symbols by spiritual practitioners.

Logically speaking, a researcher as important as her, who was called a genius among geniuses by the Six Elders, should have been held in the palm of the hand by the City of Psychic Power.

But when she was twenty-one and at the peak of her career, she suffered a series of severe blows.

Those are the top resources in the City of Psychic Power. Shen Qionglin took them, so of course other R&D teams got less.

Different R&D teams involve different S-level psychics, or even SS-level psychic forces;
The Six Elders have been trapped in the Sphere of Silence for fifty years. Even in the City of Psychic Energy, there are many places that they are unable to reach.

The protection of the six elders soon wore off.

The first person to get into trouble was Shen Qionglin's mother.

Shen Qionglin's mother was kidnapped, and the kidnappers asked her to take a drug that could affect a person's normal thinking ability.

Shen Qionglin chose to refuse.

Because she knew clearly that once she lost her scientific research ability and the value of her existence, the fate that awaited her, her mother, her sister and her brother would be even more miserable.

The end result was that her mother was killed and her body was stripped naked and thrown outside Shen Qionglin's secret research institute.

Shen Qionglin looked at his mother's body, silently took off his white coat, and said no words.

Some researchers took advantage of this incident to attack Shen Qionglin for "losing humanity" and "not considering the safety of his own mother at all". They then extended their request to the laboratory where Shen Qionglin worked to conduct an ethical review of Shen Qionglin.

Since then, Shen Qionglin began to treat the laboratory as his home and isolated himself from all external communication.

In the empty laboratory, there is always a lamp on in the corner late at night.

When she was tired, she leaned her petite body against the chair and stared blankly at the light-polluted sky outside the window.

Her mother's case was ultimately left unresolved.

The Psychic Supervision Team of the Psychic City pulled out three or four thugs from the slums as the culprits to close the case.

The next few months were still filled with endless harassment.

Shen Qionglin tried to reduce her outings as much as possible, but her every move was under the enemy's watch.

The power at the level of the Six Elders has intervened several times, but each time, it could only keep the evil spirits quiet for a few days, followed by endless attacks.

My sister's family was "banished" from the Psychic City.

The younger brother was mistakenly sent into a psychic infusion experiment, and survived by chance, becoming a useless psychic.

When Shen Qionglin arrived, he saw his brother had been tortured into a disabled person.

She still didn't say a word.

After several months, Shen Qionglin completed his current tasks as scheduled, but his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

The conversation one of the six elders had with her was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Is this the psychic mecha you made?"

"Qiong Lin, do you know? We humans are facing a situation where we are doomed to die, and the path you and the other twelve R&D teams are taking now is to find a way to survive this inevitable end."

"You are going in the wrong direction now. The psychic mecha only uses air psychic energy on the surface. The psychic mechas researched by other teams have already begun to use the power of crystal cores."

"The spiritual practitioners are playing a game with us. They only give us the technology we need little by little, like squeezing toothpaste. We want to give them more souls so that they can regain their strength."

"You must adjust your course now. Your previous experiments were perfect and reduced the mortality rate of the perfusion experiments. Now, on average, one psychic is born for every 121 clones. So what if you use these cloned psychics for experiments? Qionglin, which one is more important, your pointless persistence or the fate of mankind?"

"If we can master the secrets of how the spiritualists inspire the psykers, we can defeat the blade beasts and break free from the shackles they have placed on us."

"Qiong Lin, come to Grandpa, Grandpa will tell you..."

"Feel sorry."

Shen Qionglin took two steps back, frowned at the old man in the robe in front of him, and whispered:

"My value should be in scientific research. I hope you can respect my basic personality."

The old man sneered: "Do you know how much effort I put into protecting you?"

"Isn't this your problem? The Six Elders are the rulers, but you can't enforce your orders. When you say you want to protect me, you mean you want me to see my mother's naked body, right?"

Shen Qionglin's emotions fluctuated and his eyes became sharp.

The old man sighed and said, "Your research results are so dazzling that many people regard you as a monster."

"Yes, I am a monster," Shen Qionglin whispered, "but even if I am a monster, I shouldn't use my own kind for biological experiments."

"Clone psykers are not your kind, you are human!"

"What about you? SS Psychic, are you human, or a monster?"

"Go back. I don't want to communicate with you anymore. You are just one of the dozen or so main researchers in the team."

The old man threw a pile of paper documents at Shen Qionglin's feet.

Shen Qionglin pushed his glasses, which were still there, and said calmly:
"You don't have to value my research results, but I must point out that only I can unlock the secrets of spiritual practitioners. You know, I am the only remaining result of the Divine Realm Project."

After saying this, she shrugged, put her hands in her white coat, turned and left the church building, and was taken into a troop carrier.

Shen Qionglin waited in the laboratory for about half a day before receiving an order to move the entire laboratory to the Iron Wall Fortress.

She said nothing.

Although I really wanted to visit my brother before leaving, I finally turned around and left.

The best protection is no connection.

After Shen Qionglin arrived at the Iron Wall, his memories were all the same. He studied day and night and no longer cared about any news from afar. Three years later, he operated and designed it himself, endured great pain, and completed the new perfusion experiment.

After reading the first paragraph, Wang Jixuan was more impressed by Shen Qionglin's strong character and the incompetence of the six elders.

The relationship between the Sixth Elder and spiritual practitioners No. 1, 2 and 3 is very subtle, more like a cooperative relationship.

The Six Elders set up more than a dozen research teams to study some of the technologies provided by the spiritual practitioners, and Shen Qionglin was one of the participants.

The six elders were a failure, they couldn't even control their own territory.

The spiritual practitioners were also failures, they couldn't even handle their own high-level spiritual slaves.

Wang Jixuan continued to trace back in Shen Qionglin's memory and saw what happened to her when she was fourteen years old.

……

At that time, Shen Qionglin's family was going through the most difficult time. His sister had not yet passed the examination to become a researcher, and after his father died, the family moved from an upscale community to the edge of a slum.

Shen Qionglin did not show her "talent" at that time. She was in a state of dementia and lived a mechanical life every day.

In that cramped single dormitory, a family of four barely managed to survive.

My mother changed jobs again and again, and the supplies she could bring home became less and less.

Shen Qionglin has never gone out to work. The farthest distance from her home is the toilet shared by dozens of households in the corridor.

Due to malnutrition and childhood experiences, Shen Qionglin only entered puberty at the age of fourteen.

At this time, her mother and sister became very nervous and strictly restricted Shen Qionglin from going out. They felt that Shen Qionglin was mentally impaired and would be easily bullied by bad people if she was out of their sight.

This kind of life had lasted for several years.

And Wang Jixuan saw...many scenes in Shen Qionglin's memory.

Shen Qionglin was not stupid at that time, but she could not distinguish between fantasy and reality, and she was immersed in the world of fantasy and could not extricate herself.

That world is bizarre and colorful, with the evolution of stars, the birth of life, the mysteries of the blade beasts' body structures, and countless twinkling stars.

It was an accident that pulled Shen Qionglin out of this fantasy.

It was the third night after her fourteenth birthday. Two drunk thugs followed her sister home from school, held her down at the door of their house, and tried to rape her.

This was not uncommon in the slums. My sister struggled violently, and my mother, who heard the noise, rushed out from inside the house, but was easily knocked down by the thugs.

The younger brother hid under the bed, covering his mouth and not daring to make a sound, but Shen Qionglin seemed to be awakened from her sleep. She leaned over the window and looked for a while, and saw her sister and mother's clothes torn.

The neighbors kept their doors and windows shut;

A kind-hearted person pressed the alarm.

Countless fantasies in Shen Qionglin's mind suddenly exploded. She held her head in pain, gritted her teeth and screamed, pulled out the only kitchen knife in the house, opened the door and rushed out.

She screamed loudly, and the two thugs groaned and began to dizzy.

That is a very weak telekinesis, but it is enough to deal with ordinary people!

Shen Qionglin rushed forward with a kitchen knife, the blade tore open the gangster's shoulder, and blood splattered on her face!
The gangster who was chopped was not aroused to ferocity, but instead fell into inexplicable fear, and kept shouting while running backwards.

The mother and sister worked together to beat the other man away, dragged Shen Qionglin back to the room, and locked the door tremblingly. The three of them, mother and daughter, hugged each other and cried.

Shen Qionglin didn't cry, she just raised her hand and wiped her cheeks.

'Ah, I'm still alive.'

After that incident, Shen Qionglin quickly returned to normal, his emotions were stable, his thinking was quick, and except for not liking to laugh, he was no different from a normal person.

I borrowed a large number of books and research materials from my sister, and spent one year teaching myself a course that others might not be able to complete in more than ten years.

She gave her first experimental result to her sister, helping her sister successfully enter the research institute.

The family moved back to the upscale community and enjoyed the protection of the psychics.

What happened next was a natural progression.

Shen Qionglin used various examinations to become a talented girl in the City of Psychic Power. She was then selected by the Six Elders to participate in the research of a confidential project and quickly faded out of the public eye in the City of Psychic Power.

Wang Jixuan continued to trace back in Shen Qionglin's memory.

He was very interested in why Shen Qionglin was so obsessed with fantasy.

Soon, two big words appeared in Shen Qionglin's memory.

【Holy area】.

That year, Shen Qionglin was seven years old.

……

'Dad, where are we going?'

'Linlin, Daddy will take you to a very interesting place.'

The middle-aged man took Shen Qionglin's hand and led her into the underground laboratory.

The scene changed, and Shen Qionglin changed out of her princess dress and put on a small sterile hospital gown, with a bald head.

The middle-aged man stood outside the glass window and waved to Shen Qionglin with a smile.

'Linlin, how do you feel?'

"Dad, Linlin is scared. Linlin is in so much pain... so many needles are pricking me..."

"Linlin, be good. Linlin is sick. Dad will do his best to cure you."

A researcher nearby asked: "Professor, do you want to increase the dose? Your daughter is the one who is making the best progress among us now."

'Well, make it bigger.'

Shen Qionglin later found out when he was looking through the files...

It wasn't treatment and she wasn't sick.

She was her father's experimental material.

When Shen Qionglin was seven years old, he was brought into the laboratory by his father and became the experimental material for the "Divine Realm" research project.

The Divine Realm Project was an experiment secretly established by Thirteen Institutes and then quietly abolished. It aimed to use psychic energy to develop the human brain and thus develop the power of the human brain.

The foundation of this project is based on the Thirteenth Institute's long-term research and observation of telekinetic psychics.

Some scholars attribute the birth of human telekinesis to the "deep development of the brain" and believe that as long as humans continue to develop their brains, they can generate powerful telekinesis, thereby controlling spiritual power and truly entering the realm of gods.

Psychic powers reveal endless possibilities.

The Divine Realm Project was a crazy exploration conducted by researchers from the Thirteenth Institute using psychic powers.

Shen Qionglin was the third batch of children selected. Because she showed strong memory and logical thinking ability since childhood, she was pushed into the laboratory after being intensively trained by her father for three or four years.

In Shen Qionglin's memory, that was a period of monotonous, boring and extremely painful years.

The development process of the Divine Domain project is very similar to psychic infusion, except that the process is slower and the pain is longer.

For Shen Qionglin, after her father sent her to the laboratory, he was killed by a bomb dropped by D5 while he was out working, and she lost her protection in the project.

Her memory when she was seven years old...

Wang Jixuan just glanced at it quickly and did not dare to look at it in depth. It was after the Divine Realm project that Shen Qionglin fell into a fantasy world and could not distinguish between reality and fantasy.

She is also the only surviving result of the Divine Realm Project, as the other children either died during the experiments or committed suicide out of madness.

Wang Jixuan briefly sorted out her growth path:

Born in an upscale community in the Psychic City, he lived a life of luxury for several years;

At the age of seven, he was sent to the laboratory by his father as a specimen for biological experiments. He was tortured and became demented, and then he was sent back to his mother.

Because of her father's death, her family fell into slums, and she suffered from dementia for more than six years before returning to normal;
She became a genius girl and entered a secret research institute, but her family suffered misfortune because of her outstanding achievements;
He angered the Six Elders and was demoted to the Iron Wall Fortress, where he used himself as an experimental sample to verify his improved infusion ritual and achieved success.

There is no love;

Loss of a loved one;

Endured endless suffering;

Being subjected to endless abuse and slander...

Wang Jixuan seemed to be able to see the following scene:
Shen Qionglin, wearing a white coat, stood at the door of the dark room, looking at the only beam of light in the darkness. Under the beam of light, there was a five-year-old girl with short hair, playing a complicated stacking block game with a middle-aged man beside her.

'What kind of job do you want to do when you grow up, Linlin?'

'Be a scientist like dad!'

"Silly boy, what's the point of being a scientist? You don't have any self."

'Dad, what is the self?'

'You'll understand when you grow up.'

Shen Qionglin silently closed the door of the dark room and turned his sight to the complex structure inside the preacher's body.

She turned and walked down from the operating table, and asked with some curiosity in her heart:

"X Armor... Did the old thief Fu Jian send you? Combat Girl or Combat Base?"

"Hmm? Battle-girl and Battle-base have the same pronunciation. Since they are not written in words, it seems impossible to tell them apart."

"Ah, I really want to get D5's cutting-edge mecha technology. The bottleneck in the development of psychic mecha is too big now."

"Is this pilot a psychic? Ugh, what kind of technology is this? A piece of paper, psychic energy in the air, how can it...control souls! "

She thought uneasy in her heart.

……

Snapped!
Wang Jixuan snapped his fingers, and Shen Qionglin on the operating table opened his eyes, with a hint of thought in his calm eyes.

"I just seemed to review my life in a dream."

"That was me checking your memory," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "Mudan, take two sets of clothes, maintenance clothes too, this is a bit too inappropriate."

"Where is the research topic?" Shen Qionglin asked with a frown.

"Wu Man," Wang Jixuan said, "Come here and teach this sister how to draw talismans. Be polite to this sister."

"Ok sir."

"Wu Man is a clone of the Beast Speaker," Wang Jixuan said calmly, "but he is one of the humans with the purest hearts I have ever met... and so are you."

Shen Qionglin curled his lips slightly and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)