Anyway, calm down first.
Li Ang suppressed the strong emotional fluctuations and his mind changed rapidly.
The time on the pocket watch jumps forward four minutes, which means that the Dream Tapir has activated its ability. This may not be a bad thing, but at least it proves a few things.
1. The dream tapir has the ability to sense the outside world and respond to external threats.
Second, the dream tapir's ability probably won't affect Mo Si.
The second conclusion is based on the first one. The position of everyone and the content of their words have not changed, and there is no blank in the memory. Only Mosi's pocket watch has moved forward four minutes.
What did you or others do or what happened in these four minutes triggered the dream tapir's coping mechanism.
Third, based on the above two points, you can use the characteristics of Mosi to avoid the Dream Tapir's ability to manipulate memory and modify reality.
The question is, how to do it.
Li Ang thought for a moment, then controlled the ink thread under the skin of his back to form tiny Esperanto words, recording everything that had just happened and the current time.
Success!
After all the text was burned, Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief.
This was a test of Meng Tapir. He was already thinking about how to resist Meng Tapir in his mind, but this memory was not deleted.
Maybe the dream tapir can't see or understand the Esperanto text, or maybe the dream tapir is still sleeping. Only when it makes a substantial move will the coping mechanism be triggered.
No matter what the reason is, it is beneficial to you. The next thing to do is to find out the reason that triggers the dream tapir's coping mechanism.
Li Ang looked around, Lu Qingya was saying something to his wife and children, the guards hired by Jin Wusuan were still confronting each other, and the same was true for Chen Wanyi and the others.
"Priest Chen,"
Li Ang took a step forward.
"Ang'er, by saying this, don't you think that Mr. Qingya is being unkind and unjust?"
Mother Cui Yi couldn't help but pull Li Ang's clothes and whispered: "Is this really good? Is it dangerous?"
"Mom, I have a sense of propriety."
Li Ang shook his head naturally, and then his pupils dilated slightly.
The pocket watch pointer pointed to 12:18. It suddenly jumped forward eight minutes since I checked it a second ago!
Wait, what is this?
There was a faint itching sensation in his back. After scanning it with his spiritual sense, he found that it turned out to be ink silk text in the form of Esperanto.
I wrote this myself?
With one glance, all the information gathered in his mind, and Li Ang's mind changed rapidly.
Assuming that the ink text on the back is really left by himself. Then this is not the first memory reset, but the second time.
'The record of the ink silk text ended abruptly at the moment when I took a step towards Chen Wanyi after the first memory reset.
This means that the trigger mechanism of the dream tapir is walking towards Chen Wanyi. To be precise, it is what may happen after walking towards Chen Wanyi.
Based on this, we can work backwards to find out that the original self once walked towards Chen Wanyi, what happened, and as a result, the memory was reset for the first time.
After resetting, I still chose to walk towards Chen Wanyi, but as soon as I took a step, I was interrupted by Meng Tapir, and my progress was cleared.’
Li Ang speculated on the causes of the first two resets, and thought silently, 'We can't make the same mistakes again, but we can do it once, but not again.
If you continue to move towards Chen Wanyi, it is likely to cause unknown consequences.
We have to think of other ways.’
Meng Tapir cares so much about Chen Wanyi, obviously because he is afraid of the latter, or is afraid of certain information/items carried by the latter.
Is there any way to get key clues while avoiding the dream tapir and avoiding arousing its suspicion?
"Ahem!"
Li Ang pretended to be weak, coughed twice, retreated to the wall and sat down. His palms were quietly placed on the long wooden box in the corner.
Opening the wooden box, the Dragon Meteor Spear covered in ink lay in it.
Dragonfall·Command Seal, activated.
Li Ang held the spear and activated Dragon Meteor's second ability called the Command Spell to control living creatures within a certain range.
He did not target living people, but those insects that were involved in the ghost realm.
Invisible waves emitted from the Dragon Meteor Spear, like ripples, spread to a range of one meter.
A tiny moth gnat lying in the corner suddenly froze, then flapped its wings and flew up, slowly approaching Chen Wanyi, and finally landed on him. Through the gap in his clothes, he saw the bronze box placed in Chen Wanyi's arms, as well as several
Thin copper needle.
The copper needles are engraved with words, which are the scriptures of Taihao Mountain that the gods talk about. Anyone who pierces the head with a long nail will eliminate his sins and become extremely peaceful.
‘Not only does it eliminate sinful karma, it makes people stupid, right? Isn’t this just a lobotomy?!’
Li Ang said silently in his heart.
The prefrontal lobe is one of the most important areas of the brain. If a tool (such as a steel cone) is used to pass through the orbital bones under the eyelids and remove the brain proteins of the prefrontal lobe, the person will lose the ability to generate emotions and become
"Meek and peaceful, harmless to humans and animals."
Promoters of this surgery claim that this disease can cure patients with severe mental illness, violence addicts, and people with intellectual disabilities. They vigorously promote frontal lobotomy to nip "mental illness in the cradle" and have even won a Nobel Prize for it.
Bell Prize, it was not until many years later that the general public realized its harm.
"There are six copper needles, which should correspond to the six people in Taihao Mountain that Chen Wanyi originally mentioned.
They were convinced that a prefrontal lobotomy would cope with the dream tapir's abilities.
It’s easy to understand why I haven’t dared to take it out, but after putting the nails in, I became a complete fool.”
Li Ang opened his eyes, he had already thought of a way to break the situation.
"Father, mother."
He called softly, and Li Hanquan and Cui Yi looked at him with worried faces, "What's wrong, Ang'er?"
Li Ang said seriously: "I succeeded. I was admitted to the Academy. I have a group of teachers and friends who care about me. I started my own business. I help those in need as much as possible. I live a fulfilling and satisfying life every day."
"Why are you kid talking nonsense?"
Cui Yi frowned slightly, not understanding what Li Ang meant by these words. Their family obviously went to Chang'an with Li Ang, and they had lived in Jinchengfang Mansion under the same roof these years.
She and her husband watched with their own eyes as Li Ang entered the Academy and worked for the welfare of the people of the Yu Kingdom. They felt proud of their son from the bottom of their hearts - it was the fact that Li Ang had always refused to marry that gave the couple a headache.
Obviously, both the princess, Chai Chai and Dr. Qiu are all very good.
"Do you have a headache again? Come on, take some medicine."
Qiu Feng picked up the pill and was about to hand it to Li Ang, but Li Hanquan, who had been silent, raised his hand and held his wife's wrist, shaking his head gently.
"So that's what it is?"
Li Hanquan already understood the reason why Li Ang said this, sighed and said gently: "My parents are proud of you. From now on, you should live a good life and take care of yourself."
"Um."
Li Ang nodded heavily, stood up, and hugged Chai Chai who was at a loss.
"Eh?"
Chai Chai's face turned red instantly. He was three parts confused, three parts restless and four parts ashamed. "Da Lang, Da Lang, what are you doing?"
Li Ang just held Chai Chai and felt her body temperature and heartbeat.
His memory has been confused. He doesn't know whether his parents, Chai Chai and the others are real or fake. The decision at this moment is extremely heavy.
"I'm sorry, and thank you."
Li Ang said softly.
Massive ink threads climbed up the spine, reached the head, covered the entire skull, and then turned into gold material.
This chapter has been completed!