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"According to Jiu Ge, this spiritual entity has coexisted with Jiu Feng for several years and they are no longer separate. She must also know the skills that Jiu Feng knows."

"From the video of the Awakened Walker team that fought him before, it can be seen that his physical skills and swordsmanship are extremely amazing."

"The concrete confrontation of the spiritual world is a pure clash of will and technology after eliminating all external interference. It is extremely dangerous. Defeat means death. In our Dragon Bone Village, perhaps only Boss Bai can reliably defeat him."

"But Boss Bai forcibly used his abilities during the day, which caused a significant backlash. He needs to rest and recuperate now, and we cannot let him take that risk."

He looked at Wulan Aodeng seriously: "To save Xiaohai, someone has to risk their life. Boss Bai can't be used as a gambler, and others are likely to lose. Only you can do it. Aodeng, think carefully about whether you want to try."

“My personal opinion is that you still have Maido to take care of.”

Ulan Aodeng remained silent for a long time, then reached out and stroked his unconscious son's hair before finally standing up, a resolute look on his face.

“Maido is eleven years old and a wonderful child. Whether I am here or not, I believe you will all take good care of her for me.”

"But Hai Sang..."

"Only I can save them!"

He turned to his old friends, a resolute smile on his face: "Help me prepare the brain connection!"

Xia Tianlai remarked with admiration, "You're an old man, yet you still dare to fight and take risks. I hope your gun hasn't aged along with your body."

Qiu Shi suddenly gave a disgusted look: "Why does it feel like you're making a dirty joke?"

"I think it's because your heart is yellow that everything you hear sounds yellow."

Ulan Aodeng fell silent. "Can you please respect my resolve to die a martyr?"

Chapter 199 The Spiritual World: It's decided, kill them all!

Although people complain about how difficult it is in the summer, they are surprisingly efficient when it comes to actually getting things done.

He and Qiu Shi went into the equipment warehouse in Longgu Village and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets for half a day before bringing out a set of equipment that looked quite decent.

The main body consists of two metal helmets filled with coils and sensor probes, connected to an amplification and conversion device. Wires of various colors are tangled together like octopus tentacles, emitting a burnt smell from fresh soldering.

Simply place the two helmets on the heads of Ulan Haisang and Ulan Aodeng respectively, adjust the parameters, and activate them to achieve the most basic brain-connection function.

Such a thing might be ridiculed as a pile of junk in the face of a disaster, but in today's wasteland world, its design is futuristic enough.

"Just make do with it." Xia Tian wiped the welding slag off the helmet with his sleeve and patted the outer shell of the assembly machine.

"Although it's not anything high-end, we don't need deep brain connection or to explore hidden memories. We just need to be able to enter Hai Sang's mental world and talk to him. That's enough."

Qiu Shi was doing the final insulation work on the circuit next to him, and without looking up, he added, "To prevent Evelyn from invading Oden through the brain-connecting circuit, we set up a special one-way path."

"With this, if necessary, we can pull your spirit back separately once it has been identified, while Evelyn will be kept out."

"This is the backup plan we're giving you, but it's not absolutely foolproof. You should still do your best to succeed."

Ulan Aodeng stood aside, listening silently, memorizing every technical detail.

He knew that this trip inside was likely a matter of life and death, and the more he learned, the better his chances of survival would be.

Because this matter was extremely dangerous and of great importance, the old men did not make a big fuss about it and let everyone know about it. Only the few officials in Longgu Village and a limited number of staff members knew about Lian Nao.

Especially "Maido," who was their primary target for keeping secrets.

After all, it's too cruel to let an 11-year-old girl know that her father is going to risk his life to save her brother, and that the probability of both of them dying is not small.

Nanjixing kept his mouth shut and didn't like to talk, but he nodded firmly.

So, for the rest of the day, the key figures in Dragon Bone Village were all tacitly putting on a show.

Ulan Aodeng went home for dinner as usual and bickered with Maiduo.

Ulan Haisang was placed in a medical room, and the only explanation given was that he "needs to rest and be observed."

Summer and Qiu Shi were tinkering with equipment in the warehouse, which was publicly stated as "researching new shielding devices".

Everything seemed the same as usual.

But when Maiduo came home from school and saw the stiff expression on Lao Deng's face that said, "I have something on my mind, but I'm going to pretend nothing's wrong," she already knew what was going on.

However, Maido didn't expose her on the spot, pretending nothing had happened, and she was truly kept in the dark.

But privately, she already knew everything.

After all, you can't expect ordinary people to hide anything from extraterrestrial demons.

It was evening.

The brain ward was located in a small, converted stone room next to the medical clinic.

The walls were fitted with old-world soundproofing panels and anti-interference coatings, and the air was filled with a mixture of medical alcohol and metallic rust.

Two simple hospital beds were placed side by side in the room. A brain-connecting helmet was placed on the bedside table, and the indicator light of the amplifier converter was flashing a dark red light on and off.

Ulan Aodeng lay down on the bed at the back, placed his hands on his abdomen, and calmly stared at the exposed pipes on the ceiling.

Xia Tianlai was making final parameter adjustments, his fingers flying across the control panel, while strings of code and waveforms scrolled across the holographic screen.

Qiu Shi and Nan Ji Xing stood to one side, their faces solemn, neither of them speaking.

The iron door of the stone chamber was pushed open silently, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.

Bai Yuekui walked in dressed in simple casual clothes. Her face was paler than usual, and her steps lacked their usual effortless ease, but her gaze remained dignified.

Yesterday, she forcefully used her ability to split a mountain in half and instantly kill Jiu Feng and others. It seemed effortless, but in reality, it put a considerable burden on her already exhausted cells, and she is currently in a period of weakness and recovery.

But she still came.

There was no way it could be kept from Xia Tianlai and the others that Zhang Heng was going to undertake such a risky undertaking as saving his son's brain; they had reported the news long ago.

"Boss Bai." Xia Tianlai looked up and greeted him, his hands still busy.

Bai Yuekui did not respond. He walked straight to Wulan Aodeng's bedside, looked down at him, and remained silent for a long while.

"Have you thought it through?" she asked, her voice lower than usual and slightly hoarse.

Ulan Aodeng grinned, a smile that carried a hint of relief and resolve:

"What are you thinking? That's my son. I can't just stand by and watch him get devoured by some random wild woman who appears out of nowhere, can I?"

Bai Yuekui stared at him for a few seconds, then stopped trying to persuade him.

She pulled over a chair, sat down, crossed her legs, placed her hands on her knees, and slowly began to speak:

“I have watched the video recordings of the Awakened Ones’ actions and analyzed Jiu Feng’s swordsmanship. Based on my own experience, I will share my feelings about his swordsmanship.”

Ulan Aodeng's expression turned serious as he listened attentively.

He understood that Boss Bai was trying to analyze Jiu Feng's martial arts skills for him, to increase his understanding of his opponent, and to improve his ability to defeat the opponent who could be described as either Evelyn or Jiu Feng.

Boss Bai's martial arts skills need no further explanation; her guidance was of absolute importance in Wulan Aodeng's victory over the formidable enemy.

"His swordsmanship follows an extremely fierce and brutal approach, without any fancy moves or feints; every strike is a life-or-death struggle. Once he gains the rhythm, you feel like you're surrounded by flashing blades, an incredibly oppressive feeling, but—"

She paused, her gaze sharpening: "The fatal flaw of this sword technique is its short burst of power and its highly unpredictable nature in changing moves."

"Once you withstand a fierce attack, his swordplay will inevitably stall for a while, and that will be the only opening you can exploit."

"Also, he's left-handed and used to using a knife with his left hand, so you can..."

Bai Yuekui shared a long list of his own insights, clearly having prepared in advance and specifically analyzing Jiu Feng for Ao Deng.

Ulan Aodeng listened attentively, memorizing every word, and then nodded solemnly: "I've got it."

Boss Bai didn't say anything more. He stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to leave the brainwashing room.

Her figure appeared somewhat frail under the dim light, but the two pats on her shoulders carried a heavy weight.

Bai Yuekui came and went in a hurry. She needed to take care of her injuries as soon as possible, and she couldn't do anything about rescuing Wulan Haisang.

She had done everything she could. She couldn't stop a father from saving his son, and now she could only choose to trust Ulan Aodeng.

Sigh, what a worry!

"Ready?" Xia Tian came to check the parameters one last time.

"Come on." Ulan Aodeng closed his eyes.

Xia Tianlai took a deep breath, put the two metal helmets on the heads of Wulan Aodeng and Wulan Haisang respectively, and then pressed the start button.

The converter's beeping suddenly intensified, and the indicator light on the brain-computer interface changed from dark red to pale blue. A visible pale blue arc of electricity flashed between the two helmets.

Ulan Aodeng's body trembled slightly, then fell into complete stillness.

His breathing became long and steady, as if he were asleep, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had seen something unsettling in his dream.

"Connection successful." Xia Tian glanced at the waveform on the holographic screen and let out a long breath. "Now, it's up to him."

The moment the brain-computer interface was activated, Ulan Aodeng felt as if an invisible force had suddenly pulled him out of his body.

He took flight.

It wasn't the kind of light and free flight, but rather like being stuffed into a narrow pipe and being swept forward by a violent airflow.

The surrounding area is filled with bizarre color blocks and distorted light and shadow, spinning, shattering, and reassembling like a kaleidoscope, dazzling and mesmerizing.

This feeling of traveling through a time tunnel lasted for about ten seconds, and then he felt himself suddenly break through an invisible membrane.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Ulan Aodeng found himself standing in a vast sea of ​​flowers.

The sky was a warm and soft orange-pink, as if it were forever frozen in the most beautiful moment of dusk.

Beneath my feet was soft, ankle-deep grass, dotted with wildflowers of various colors, and the air was filled with a sweet, pleasant floral fragrance, mixed with the scent of earth and sunshine.

In the distance, a three-story building with white walls and a red roof stands in the middle of a sea of ​​flowers, with wisps of smoke rising from its chimney.

Several pieces of clothing were hanging out to dry in the yard, fluttering in the wind, and morning glories were climbing all over the fence.

Laughter and cheerful voices drifted from that direction—the clear laughter of children, the gentle whispers of adults, and the clinking of spatulas—like a warm symphony of life.

Ulan Aodeng stood there, stunned, for a long while.

He never imagined that his son's mental world would be like this.

There were no ruins, no Devouring Beasts, no tense nerves or ever-ready-to-fight alertness, only peace and tranquility, like the ideal dream life in those old movies of the old world.

Compared to the cold, apocalyptic reality, the warm and illusory world of the mind is indeed captivating.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and looked down to check himself.