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Chapter 8 Starvation (Part 2)

Most of the ingredients of sensitive psychotropic drugs that the police are concerned about have a natural metabolism time of 5 to 10 days. Ronan completed this metabolic process in just half an hour from the time he was arrested to the time he boarded the ship, plus the prepared drugs

In itself, he paid attention to the digestion of sensitive components. When taking samples, Ronan only performed a small amount of control on the urinary system, which can be ignored in ordinary urine tests.

As for other test samples, such as blood, hair, etc... Frankly speaking, Ronan is not sure.

So from the moment he was forcibly detained, he never spoke again, and did not reveal Xie Junping's intentions at all. It was meaningless, and how to escape next, he had to count on that guy for help!

If you choose this path, you will have to pay a price.

Due to accelerated metabolism, a large amount of energy was consumed by the organs in the body. In just over an hour, Ronan was on a hunger strike for more than a week.

In order to ensure the supply of nutrients to the brain and nerve centers, body fat consumption and muscle decomposition are accelerated, and the excitation and inhibition of neurons are repeated, causing Ronan to feel very bad now.

Pain, itching, and mild hallucinations constantly invaded his senses.

Ronan sat on the cold deck, motionless. In fact, every muscle in his body was being tortured and twitching slightly.

This is a symptom of nervous system dysfunction.

He closed his eyes, completely ignored the rich kids around him who were complaining about each other, and recited the sixteen-character mantra.

At first, it was a familiar and fluent continuous reading and abbreviation, with a "buzzing" sound that shook the brain. But the chanting speed became slower and slower, and the voice became lower and lower. In the end, there was no sound between the lips and teeth.

Only short words flowed in my heart:

My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace;

My heart is called the mirror; my heart is called the country.

As his thoughts flowed into his mind, Ronan gradually gathered his mind, eliminated distracting thoughts, and naturally entered the visualization step.

In the void, silver-like lines build up the structure of a regular tetrahedron and its inscribed and circumscribed spheres, like some kind of wonderful celestial body, spinning alone in the dark space of the universe.

In the past five years, "drug carving" and "breathing chanting" have gone hand in hand, forming a subtle correspondence between the "container" and the visualization graphics.

Changes in the "container" will immediately affect the operation of the visualization pattern; conversely, adjusting the visualization pattern with thoughts can also roughly sort out the structure of the "container", thereby adjusting the rise and fall of qi and blood, and affecting the function of the organs.

Ronan discovered that damage to the "container" relies on the former; while accelerating metabolism and controlling the urinary system rely on the latter.

Of course, the latter is equivalent to interfering with the operation of the autonomic nervous system, which is contrary to natural physiology, and the price is to suffer backlash.

At this moment, when visualizing the rhythm of the graphics, there were some problems. It took Ronan half an hour to speed up his metabolism, and now it would take him at least three times as long to recover.

Ronan still has some experience in this, and his mentality is correct. Since he is in prison anyway, he doesn't need to think too much about things outside, he just needs to adjust slowly.

But it didn't take long for him to discover that the situation was not simple.

The visual graphics running in nothingness began to show obvious lags, which became more and more serious. It was like running a large game on a low-end machine. It could not achieve smooth and full picture quality, and as the machine overheated

, the situation is getting worse.

Later, even the rhythm of chanting the mantra was affected, and the visualization was almost unsustainable.

The backlash suffered was so serious?

Ronan didn't believe it. He paused his visualization, pondered for a moment, adjusted his body, and changed his sitting posture.

Ronan sat cross-legged, just like the monks and Taoists who meditated in ancient times. His whole body was firmly fixed on the deck. From the top of his head to the two sides, his shoulders, elbows, and knees formed two straight diagonal lines.

Then it is connected to the ground, shaped like a solid pyramid.

This "pyramid" sitting posture is a visualization technique taught to him by his grandfather in his early years. It matches the visualization pattern on the title page of the notebook.

The pyramidal tetrahedron is like the boundary of the limbs;

The inscribed circle contains the internal organs and the circulation of Qi and blood;

The circumscribed circle symbolizes the external world environment.

In this way, the mind and body are in harmony, and the inside and outside are relative, and the visualization effect is even better.

Ronan usually uses it to replace sleep when he rests at night, but now he uses it to enhance the effect of visualization.

I chanted the mantra silently again and fell into concentration, successfully starting my visualization. The silver wire built a complete graphic structure and began to rotate slowly.

At this moment, Ronan was not a bystander, but a participant. As he chanted the mantra, the boundaries between him and the visual graphics began to blur.

He seemed to have come into the boundless darkness and transformed into a towering pyramid, rotating in the void.

In a daze, I felt that he hadn't moved at all, what was moving was the squirming organs of flesh and blood inside; what was moving was the seemingly dark nothingness outside.

Between movement and immobility, elements of coordination and disharmony are peeled off layer by layer and exposed.

"what!"

In the surrounding void and darkness, there is clearly a force, small in size, but very solid, like a hand hiding in the darkness, always trying to pull the visualization figure and interfere with its stability and balance.

Ronan tried to grab this hand, but he couldn't figure out the form of existence on the other side at all. The sensation became clearer and clearer, but he couldn't touch it. It was like a mosquito flying around his ear at night, suddenly leaving, leaving

People hate it.

Or to be more precise, this is simply a ghost that hovers inside and outside the body, devouring flesh, blood, essence, and energy, leaving you helpless.

Stuttering? I’ve been having trouble for a long time. It’s because I’m infected with a virus...

Ronan couldn't handle it after several attempts. Instead, he became confused, with distracting thoughts, and gradually became anxious, and had to withdraw from the calm state again.

But when you withdraw from the samadhi, the situation becomes even worse. Under the agitation of anxiety, the various itches, pains, and even slight hallucinations caused by hunger have turned into turbulent thoughts, jumping up from the heart and counterattacking, causing great harm to the mind.

He has the potential to regain his position in the country.

In other words, it is more like a poisonous fire rolling through the internal organs.

Ronan's lips and teeth wriggled slightly, and what came out was no longer a sixteen-character mantra, but simple and illogical swear words. His current state is very bad - he knows it is bad, but he can't control it. There is no doubt that it is even worse.

.

As my mind becomes unstable, it is no longer easy to block out external interference, but there are still people who force themselves in.

"Hey!" Someone whispered in the ear, "Boy, are you scared to death, or are you deaf?"

Ronan raised his head slightly, barely opening his eyelids. His current state consumed too much of his energy and he was no longer very sensitive to the outside world. He knew nothing about what happened before and had no interest in knowing.

However, the other party was unwilling to give up: "You are so young, why are you so cold-blooded?"

Ronan finally raised his eyelids and looked at the person. As it happened, this person was the only one he knew in the room:

Lian Yu.

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