Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 223 I think, therefore I am!

On the sofa in the living room.

Looking at the unaware young man beside him, Liu Qingmeng's lips curled up slightly.

Here it is necessary to cut sharply with the main body.

How could that old woman who lived for over a hundred years be the same person as this young, beautiful and lovely girl?
If my personality really overlaps with that old woman, then I'm really doomed.

After all, with the identity of a senior, how can a beautiful love story of youth unfold?

With Fang Can's current moral level, he is still resistant to being older than him. If he doesn't remove the identity label, the favorability he gains will only turn into respect.

As for his apprentice?
Ha! Just a pile of dry bones in a grave, the victim can only sit at the same table with the angry law.

With a slight sense of pleasure in stealing someone's heart, Liu Qingmeng's arms reached towards his side intentionally or unintentionally, but were blocked by a layer of AT force field.

"Is this guy going to show his affection when he's watching a movie with me?"

With a hint of disbelief, Liu Qingmeng looked sideways, only to find that Fang Can was wearing a gorgeous and strange virtual black ring on each of his hands and feet.

"What is this? A sex toy? It even has an anklet?"

Liu Qingmeng pondered in his heart, and found that the characters on the black ring kept changing in subtle places, as if the rules were manifesting.

Noticing the girl's gaze, Fang Can gently raised his arm to show her:
"This is my first-level inheritance. It is still in the triggered state and cannot touch anyone for a certain period of time."

……

Late at night, the underground base was still brightly lit, with shadowless lamps illuminating the steel corridor.

At this moment, King Lanhuo changed his body shape and turned into a tall and strong man with a square face.

By changing his appearance, he has now borrowed the power of the state-level ability user [Mind Power King], and possesses the abilities of consciousness control, mind rewriting, mental shock, etc.

In front of him, Xiang Yincheng's head had been taken out of the blood crystal, and his body had been restored by absorbing blood essence. At this time, he was suspended in the air by the reverse magnetic field and fell into a coma.

"Sir, in order to avoid the destruction of experimental materials, I suggest that the difficulty of the experiment should be increased step by step according to the steps."

A researcher nearby suggested quietly, holding a pamphlet in his hand and a fanatical look in his eyes.

Knowing that he was not a scientific genius, the rotten king nodded and accepted: "What should I do next?"

"According to Master Fang Can, the consciousness of these Heavenly Path warriors will affect the state of their bodies. In this case, it would be better to slightly change their consciousness structure first."

The researcher said, "Please use your ability to place a thought stamp in this material's brain. It means there is a black birthmark the size of a grain of rice between his eyebrows."

King Lanhuo nodded slightly, and then his spiritual power burst out of his body, directly taking over Xiang Yincheng's thinking consciousness and planting seeds in the other's memory.

The spirit of the Heavenly Road is so huge and solid that even King Rotten Life, who is now a state-level spiritual ability user, has some difficulties.

This is not a simple deletion.

Instead, it implants a completely new concept into the other party's vast memory of hundreds of years.

Making a second-level cultivator believe that he has a birthmark between his eyebrows is like graffiti on an already perfect oil painting, which increases the difficulty several times.

After spending more than ten minutes of deep micro-manipulation, the researchers suddenly opened their eyes wide, because with the change of his mental will, a light spot the size of a grain of rice did appear between Xiang Yincheng's eyebrows.

As time went by, this belief deepened, and the spot between Xiang Yincheng's eyebrows began to darken little by little, transitioning towards the image in his imagination.

"It can actually be done." The researchers at the scene opened their eyes wide, this is a perfect demonstration of I think therefore I am.

Some researchers at the scene subconsciously recalled a fictitious urban legend before the Great Destruction.

Legend has it that someone tied a prisoner who was about to be hanged to a bed tightly. The experimenter blindfolded him, lightly cut his limbs, and then turned on the faucet to drip water from top to bottom.

In order to make the scene more realistic, the dripping speed is faster at the beginning and then slowly decreases. The prisoner mistakes the dripping sound for the sound of his own blood dripping. This is done deliberately so that the prisoner can clearly hear the echo of his own "blood flowing out".

In fact, the experimenters turned on the faucet and let the water drip into the bucket little by little. Not long after, the prisoner died. But in fact, the wound on the prisoner's hand had already clotted and was not enough to cause death.

Although this story is a widely circulated urban legend, the scene before our eyes is simply a real-life version of that urban legend.

Looking at the experimental results, the surrounding scientific researchers began to record them carefully.

After King Lanhuo finished his actions, he looked at Xiang Yincheng, whose forehead really had a mark, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"What are you going to do next?" King Lanhuo said hurriedly.

Seeing that the results were out, he couldn't wait to continue his research.

"Well, actually, to be on the safe side, such precious experimental materials should be observed for a month to see what subsequent effects the birthmark on the forehead will have." The researcher whispered.

"Ha, this is not precious at all. We can have as many as we want when we get to the other world. Let's speed up the experiment." King Lanhuo said impatiently.

Since the leader has made such a request, the researchers have no choice but to say helplessly:

"Then please use your divine power to completely change the face in the memory of this experimental material and see the effect."

"Change his appearance in his memory, right?" King Lanhuo nodded without hesitation and continued to launch a mental offensive.

Two hours later, everyone became excited when they saw Xiang Yin's appearance had completely changed due to his memory change.

"what's next?"

The rotten king asked anxiously, "Can we try to delete the memory and implant the personality?"

"But...Is it okay?" The researcher hesitated, and the Rotten King had already begun to delete large parts of Xiang Yincheng's memory.

Compared to implantation, deletion is countless times simpler.

In just a few minutes, with his powerful mental strength, all of Xiang Yincheng's cognition was wiped out.

"Why is there no change..." King Lanhuo frowned as he looked at the motionless human body floating in front of him.

"Sir, after research, it is found that the bodies of these warriors are similar to memory metal. If no new memories are added, the flesh and blood of these warriors will remain stable in their original form."

The researcher said: "Adults can try to implant memories, it should be effective."

"Whose implant was it?" King Lanhuo looked at the body in front of him and frowned subconsciously. After all, there were too many options.

(End of this chapter)