Absolute Gate

Chapter 35 True Ancestor Transformation
An hour later, the car had long since left Chengdu and stopped in a remote mountain area.

The nearest national highway is 20 kilometers away, and the nearest village is 5 kilometers away.

"Should you deal with this tagalong, or should I?" Luo Yi opened another pack of cigarettes.

Xia Heng said calmly, "I'll go. You take this opportunity to transform Xiao Wu into a Mad Blood Clan member."

Luo Yi said meaningfully, "We've already settled that matter..."

"It's settled." Xia Heng got out of the car and looked at the terrain.

He glanced at the refrigerated truck, which didn't dare to approach, but instead stopped on the county road two kilometers away, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Xia Heng walked down the slope, his entire body covered in purple armor except for his right arm.

As he passed a large rock, his figure was momentarily obscured, and he suddenly accelerated, speeding away like lightning.

Not only is it fast, but its silhouette is also blurry and transparent, making it optically invisible.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the mountains and forests, leaving no trace.

Luo Yi lit a cigarette, leaned against the car, and waved: "Come on, Xiao Wu, let me bite you."

Wu Zhong leaned closer, both excited and nervous, while Yang Chunsha looked at him with envy.

"Imagine that you have a taut wire in your mind, you are very agitated, you can't sleep, and you feel intensely excited."

"My mind is like a car speeding along, but the brakes are broken and I can't step on them."

Luo Yi described it, his words carrying a subtle hypnotic quality.

Wu tried his best to imagine that feeling and did exactly as described.

"what!"

Suddenly, Luo Yi grabbed Wu Zhong and shoved his hand into his carotid artery.

Wu Zhong had prepared himself to endure the pain, but to his surprise, Luo Yi only slightly bit his neck.

A tiny bit of his blood stained the tip of his tooth, and a gentle breath from it gave him a strange, pleasurable sensation.

Every cell in my body was boiling, my blood was surging, my heart was beating strongly, and I felt an indescribable comfort throughout my internal organs and limbs.

Luo Yi released him, frowned slightly, and spat.

Wu Zhongze felt that his hearing was unusually sensitive, and his vision was so sharp that he could see the veins of a leaf dozens of meters away.

It felt as if the whole world had been filtered, as if something that had been covering the sound had been unveiled, leaving everything completely new.

"I...I've become stronger?"

"Weren't you supposed to take some kind of psychotic drug?"

Wu felt as light as a swallow and jumped around in place, each time reaching a height of more than a meter.

It's not the kind where you curl your legs up, but a basketball-shooting style jump where your legs are straight and about 1.5 meters off the ground.

Wu Zhong is 1.8 meters tall. This sudden rise created a bizarre visual effect, like a towering peak, which startled Yang Chunsha.

Luo Yi spat again: "You inhaled mine. To be precise, I injected a severe mental disorder of mine into you."

"This is the Embrace. After being forcibly accepted into the psychotic effects of the Mad Blood Clan, you will also become a Mad Blood Clan member."

"However, the price of the Mad Blood Clan is not so easy to resolve. The first person to discover the Embrace technique intended to pass on the cost of his mental illness to others."

"The result not only created a second generation of mad blood clan, but also caused one of his mental illnesses to randomly become an even more troublesome mental illness."

Wu finally understood that the mental illness of the Mad Blood Clan was a catastrophic effect.

Trying to transfer the money to someone else to reduce the cost to yourself? Think again.

Instead, things backfired, and another random mental illness instantly took its place. Randomness is a gamble, and if you're unlucky, it's even worse.

"Master Luo, what disease did you pass on to me?" Wu Zhong pressed.

Luo Yi wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth: "Insomnia, huh? I've already told you about my insomnia so that you can understand my sleep problems and resonate with me."

"Such an embrace may trigger the transformation of the true ancestor."

"The True Ancestor has transformed?" Wu Zhong was astonished.

Luo Yi lit another cigarette: "Becoming a first-generation Mad Blood Clan member means being fundamentally different from ordinary people, somewhat similar to the concept of a vampire."

"There are a total of thirteen members of the first generation of Mad Blood Clan. This is a fixed number. If the quota is full now, then you will definitely not trigger the True Ancestor transformation."

"On the contrary, once you become the first generation, your diet will be broader. For example, you can absorb the mental illnesses that ordinary mad blood clans possess, or even mental distortions can be absorbed as a disease."

"In short, your diet has expanded from the realm of common diseases to the realm of calamities."

"Absorbing mental distortions?" Wu Zhong was shocked.

Luo Yi explained, "It's things like 'fear of money,' 'infinite emotion,' 'absolute guilt,' and some other strange ones, such as 'having to eat a feast every day,' 'lovers must be burned alive,' and other catastrophic memes."

"Damn it, not a single one of them is any good."

Wu scratched his head: "I understand the beginning, but what is a meme?"

Luo Yi exhaled a puff of smoke: "Genes are the factors that self-replicate and spread at the biological level, while memes are the factors that self-replicate and spread at the level of thought."

"For example, do you always eat cake on your birthday?"

Wu Zhong shook his head: "I've never eaten cake."

"..." Luo Yi was embarrassed, blinked and asked again, "Ah, anyway, everyone has a birthday..."

Wu Zhong sighed, "I don't celebrate birthdays either." Luo Yi's lips twitched, "Don't interrupt me! In short, most people think that birthdays should be celebrated, that's a meme."

"I don't know who invented it, but people who don't know how to do it will learn from others and imitate their birthdays, which eventually leads to everyone having similar birthday rituals, which has become popular culture."

"You don't celebrate your birthday, fine, that means this is a normal meme. Because it's not forced spread, it's an absolute thought infection."

"Conversely, certain memories and cognitions can be forcibly implanted into the human mind, prompting behavioral imitation and becoming an absolute common sense, a mental imprint!"

"No matter how strange or incongruous it may seem, infected people will take it for granted."

Wu suddenly realized, then widened his eyes: "Huh? So you mean we have to eat at a feast every day, just like the literal meaning? But what if there's no feast to eat?"

Luo Yi spat out: "It's just like you need to eat every day. What if you don't have food to eat?"

Wu Zhong replied, "If we don't have it, we don't have it. We'll just starve until we have money before we eat."

Luo Yi rolled his eyes: "Don't be silly. In short, this kind of absolute common sense can drive people crazy. If you don't give him a feast, it's like not letting him breathe."

"As the day drew to a close and we still couldn't get a seat, the longing and determination were like that of a person dying of thirst in the desert searching for water. Our eyes were red, our adrenaline was surging, and we were determined to do everything we could to get a seat."

"If he really doesn't get to eat it, then he doesn't get to eat it. He'll have a breakdown for a while, like he's going to have a social death, feeling like he's been defiled, and his mood will be extremely low."

"But that's it. Not getting to eat there isn't any real cost, because it's just a matter of perception. The next day, we'll go about our business as usual, and of course, we'll still have to attend the banquet."

Wu Zhong stroked his chin: "The first generation of the Mad Blood Clan could even absorb mental distortions, so isn't that equivalent to a purification?"

Luo Yi spat on the ground: "Purify my ass! It just transfers back to myself anyway."

"In addition, many terrifying mental distortions cannot be absorbed, and the Mad Blood Clan has a very low priority."

“Even memes like ‘having to eat a feast every day’ cannot be fully absorbed by the Mad Blood Clan. They can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. The infected person will still relapse for no reason the next day, and get infected out of thin air.”

Wu nodded to indicate that he understood, and Xia Heng had also told him about the priorities.

For example, some people with twisted minds may have the idea that they "will never be transferred," so they might not be able to absorb it.

There is no strongest of all calamities, only stronger ones.

"Master Luo, do you think I am now a first-generation Mad Blood Clan member?"

Luo Yi spit out his saliva: "How would I know? This thing depends on looks. It was Old Xia who insisted that I help you become the first generation."

"Otherwise, I would have bitten you when you were blacked out, why would I have waited until now?"

"In other words, I know that two first-generation Mad Blood Clan members died at Gödel Mental Hospital not long ago, and now the thirteen clans are dissatisfied."

"That's why I'm letting you try your luck; otherwise, there's no point in even trying."

Wu Zhong tilted his head: "Ordinary mad vampires can't absorb the diseases of their own kind. If I absorb your mental illness, wouldn't that be enough to verify it?"

Luo Yi rolled his eyes: "Are you kidding me? You think I'm not the first generation?"

"Only the first generation can trigger the transformation of the True Ancestor and create a new first generation. Even if you succeed, you can't absorb mine."

"You'll know once you try it on an ordinary vampire yourself."

"By the way, if you ever take any drugs for mental illness in the future, make sure they are severe. Try not to take mild ones, unless it's a disease you can't tolerate."

Wu Zhong blinked: "What do you mean? Isn't a mild case good?"

Luo Yi explained, "Only those with severe cases can double the physical fitness of an average person; otherwise, it's only 0.8 or 0.5 times."

"Think about it, you can only use the same type of mental illness once. So, an acceptable category of mental illness is like a safety margin, and you definitely have to maximize the benefits."

"Just like with card slots, wouldn't it be a waste to take up a slot if we only made a basic one?"

"The insomnia I just described is severe, which means that I need to consume large amounts of alcohol and inject anesthetics every time I want to sleep."

"Because I'm in such good physical condition, regular anesthesia doesn't work anymore, to the point that I'm almost addicted to anesthetics..."

"But don't panic. Insomnia doesn't necessarily mean you can't sleep. It just means you have to use some methods. In the Mad Blood Clan, this is generally considered an acceptable mental illness."

"You initially relied on insomnia to have twice the physical fitness of an average person, making it easier for you to later withstand some 'substance addiction disorder' diseases that damage your health."

“You can follow my approach, starting with the psychological dependence on tobacco and alcohol, and then expanding to things like obsessive-compulsive disorder and fetishism.”

"If you don't mind, sexual dysfunction is a 'very profitable' mental illness. Many members of the Mad Blood Clan are sexually frigid. It doesn't affect your life or your fighting ability, and it can even be beneficial to your health."

Seeing that Xia Ge was seriously teaching him how to choose the 'Path of Mad Blood', Wu Zhong thought to himself that Xia Ge had indeed not told Luo Yi about his mental fortitude.

Luo Yi didn't know that he was actually not afraid of any mental illness.

"Insomnia, huh... I see. Thank you, Master Luo, for bestowing upon me the Mad Blood."

"Um, if you transfer your insomnia to me, you'll randomly contract a mental illness out of nowhere. What is that?"

Wu looked at him with concern and noticed that Luo Yi was drooling all the time, which was unusual for him. Could this be one of the symptoms of the new illness?

Luo Yi's saliva started flowing from the corner of his mouth again, and he slurped it back up with a slurp.

He frowned and said, "How would I know what disease I have?"

"But it obviously doesn't affect my mental state. This is already the best outcome, so there's no need to worry about it."

Wu concluded, "For the Mad Blood Clan, mental illnesses that don't severely affect their sanity are all good illnesses! A huge win!"
Luo Yi's conversion of him into a mad vampire was a huge risk; to put it bluntly, it was a gamble.

It seems the gamble paid off; he can still communicate and speak normally, and there's nothing wrong with his mind.

……

　P.S.: Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)