120 The Illusions
Throughout the test process, Xiao Sihui maintained a wall of silence. As the leader of the review group, he had more to consider.
“This kind of test might still be affected by the familiarity between the test subjects. After all, there are still too many things we do not know about ESP,” Xiao Sihui told Elder Tong seriously. “According to their profiles, they have both interacted with spells before and have experiences akin to casting one. We only need a little proof of the existence of these spells. After all, seeing is believing, right?”
“Ah Jun,” Xiao Sihui said, “according to your latest mission report, you said you once used ‘your mental power to break through the shackles of the spell unleashed by the people from Lai Sheng Company’. The Demon Hunters have corroborated that statement. I am just wondering if you can show us that power here.”
“That was not a kind of spell.” Gu Jun suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart. While they were splitting hairs, there might be a new patient of Nightmare Illness out there. “If anything, it is more like a mental attack, like using ESP to overload the opponent with information, causing their brain function to spiral out of control.”
At the side, Elder Tong’s eyes quivered slightly. He tossed back the bottle of beer as if trying to wash away the memory that returned to him.
“I can try to show it to you, but I need someone who will volunteer to be attacked.” Gu Jun made it clear. “This might cause permanent mental damage or even physical damage. I will try my best to control it, but I need all the medics to be ready.”
When everyone moved into place, under everyone’s scrutiny, Xiao Sihui listened to Gu Jun’s command and walked forward to stand two meters before him and look into his eyes. Gu Jun looked squarely at this middle-aged man. He steadied his breathing and told himself, ‘Even though you do not have that Carlot Scalpel, you are not the same person you were. Your mental power is much stronger, and you have a greater mastery of ESP. You know you can do this; you can handle this level of mental attack. Alright, time to do this. I will use the few incantations at the start of the Malformed Banyan Disease spell to shatter Leader Xiao’s suspicion. Just as Elder Tong said, as important as rationality is, only chaos and distortion can break through the shackles of established human thought.’
With these thoughts bouncing in his mind, human emotion slowly escaped from Gu Jun’s face.
Xiao Sihui was staring at him, and the rest were staring at the two of them. Suddenly, a strange language emerged from Gu Jun’s lips. Those who were in the know understood that as the foreign language!
Yao Sinian could even recognize it as the spell on the fifth page of the parchment provided by Gu Jun! Over the past month, before the advent of Nightmare Illness, the Scientific Research Department in the Eastern State had conducted endless research on the foreign language writing system and pronunciation provided by Gu Jun, so Yao Sinian was rather familiar with this long string of words. But just as Gu Jun claimed, no matter how they pronounced or wrote them, there was no reaction.
But now, the temperature in the lab suddenly dropped. Yao Sinian was covered in chills, and the people around him frowned deeply.
“Mutated seeds break through decayed mud like battle axes, disintegrating decay,” Gu Jun chanted slowly. The adjustment to grammatical structure and vernacular was all purely based on his instinct, but by the end of this first sentence, an agitation rose in his heart. An illusion appeared at the periphery of his vision, and the darkness in his heart was awakening. “Decay replaces fragrance, millions of descendants gathered around dirty blood…”
Xiao Sihui was given a direct view of the change in Gu Jun’s eyes. A tornado swept within them before turning into an abyssal whirlpool. The moment Xiao Sihui saw that whirlpool, he was yanked down by an invisible hand, and eerie illusions overwhelmed him.
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Endless cadavers filled up a cramped stone room. The spiral staircase that led to the toil was covered in decaying flesh and blood… The rotting flesh was gyrating, writhing, moving, and boiling… It broke out from the mud and burst toward the top of the staircase. All kinds of madness was spreading around, covering the world with darkness.
“Ah…” Xiao Sihui immediately crumpled to the ground. His convulsing face was filled with blankness as his spirit was finding its way home.
“I warned you all about the danger of spells!” Elder Tong scolded angrily, but he soon calmed down. “Otherwise, wouldn’t we have shown that to you all last month? Why the need to go through the special training? Why the ESP experiments? Activate, control, utilize—that is the process. First, activate it, then learn to control it, and only then one can utilize it! Rampant usage without the knowledge of how to control it will only bring tragedy to both the user and the target. Now do you get it, Ol Xiao?”
Xiao Sihui was helped into a chair by his people. He was still quite out of it. His breathing was too hard for him to speak. The people from the review group surrounded him. The question on their mind was… ‘What exactly had their leader seen that they did not?’
“This kind of test might still be affected by the familiarity between the test subjects. After all, there are still too many things we do not know about ESP,” Xiao Sihui told Elder Tong seriously. “According to their profiles, they have both interacted with spells before and have experiences akin to casting one. We only need a little proof of the existence of these spells. After all, seeing is believing, right?”
“Ah Jun,” Xiao Sihui said, “according to your latest mission report, you said you once used ‘your mental power to break through the shackles of the spell unleashed by the people from Lai Sheng Company’. The Demon Hunters have corroborated that statement. I am just wondering if you can show us that power here.”
“That was not a kind of spell.” Gu Jun suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart. While they were splitting hairs, there might be a new patient of Nightmare Illness out there. “If anything, it is more like a mental attack, like using ESP to overload the opponent with information, causing their brain function to spiral out of control.”
At the side, Elder Tong’s eyes quivered slightly. He tossed back the bottle of beer as if trying to wash away the memory that returned to him.
“I can try to show it to you, but I need someone who will volunteer to be attacked.” Gu Jun made it clear. “This might cause permanent mental damage or even physical damage. I will try my best to control it, but I need all the medics to be ready.”
When everyone moved into place, under everyone’s scrutiny, Xiao Sihui listened to Gu Jun’s command and walked forward to stand two meters before him and look into his eyes. Gu Jun looked squarely at this middle-aged man. He steadied his breathing and told himself, ‘Even though you do not have that Carlot Scalpel, you are not the same person you were. Your mental power is much stronger, and you have a greater mastery of ESP. You know you can do this; you can handle this level of mental attack. Alright, time to do this. I will use the few incantations at the start of the Malformed Banyan Disease spell to shatter Leader Xiao’s suspicion. Just as Elder Tong said, as important as rationality is, only chaos and distortion can break through the shackles of established human thought.’
With these thoughts bouncing in his mind, human emotion slowly escaped from Gu Jun’s face.
Xiao Sihui was staring at him, and the rest were staring at the two of them. Suddenly, a strange language emerged from Gu Jun’s lips. Those who were in the know understood that as the foreign language!
Yao Sinian could even recognize it as the spell on the fifth page of the parchment provided by Gu Jun! Over the past month, before the advent of Nightmare Illness, the Scientific Research Department in the Eastern State had conducted endless research on the foreign language writing system and pronunciation provided by Gu Jun, so Yao Sinian was rather familiar with this long string of words. But just as Gu Jun claimed, no matter how they pronounced or wrote them, there was no reaction.
But now, the temperature in the lab suddenly dropped. Yao Sinian was covered in chills, and the people around him frowned deeply.
“Mutated seeds break through decayed mud like battle axes, disintegrating decay,” Gu Jun chanted slowly. The adjustment to grammatical structure and vernacular was all purely based on his instinct, but by the end of this first sentence, an agitation rose in his heart. An illusion appeared at the periphery of his vision, and the darkness in his heart was awakening. “Decay replaces fragrance, millions of descendants gathered around dirty blood…”
Xiao Sihui was given a direct view of the change in Gu Jun’s eyes. A tornado swept within them before turning into an abyssal whirlpool. The moment Xiao Sihui saw that whirlpool, he was yanked down by an invisible hand, and eerie illusions overwhelmed him.
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Endless cadavers filled up a cramped stone room. The spiral staircase that led to the toil was covered in decaying flesh and blood… The rotting flesh was gyrating, writhing, moving, and boiling… It broke out from the mud and burst toward the top of the staircase. All kinds of madness was spreading around, covering the world with darkness.
“Ah…” Xiao Sihui immediately crumpled to the ground. His convulsing face was filled with blankness as his spirit was finding its way home.
“I warned you all about the danger of spells!” Elder Tong scolded angrily, but he soon calmed down. “Otherwise, wouldn’t we have shown that to you all last month? Why the need to go through the special training? Why the ESP experiments? Activate, control, utilize—that is the process. First, activate it, then learn to control it, and only then one can utilize it! Rampant usage without the knowledge of how to control it will only bring tragedy to both the user and the target. Now do you get it, Ol Xiao?”
Xiao Sihui was helped into a chair by his people. He was still quite out of it. His breathing was too hard for him to speak. The people from the review group surrounded him. The question on their mind was… ‘What exactly had their leader seen that they did not?’
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