Nanke was just busy challenging the snow mountain, and because his mind was too busy to clear his head, he didn't think too much about what Zhuo Mu was talking about.
Zhuomu looked at the situation on the host's side and did not disturb him any further, but just stood up and dealt with it by himself.
…………
The light ball received the information from the main body, and then took the initiative to appear and warn William.
The emotions shown by William and his questions made Zhuo Muqiu feel strange.
Why do humans care about those things?
How strange.
[The host is not in danger and is sleeping. 】
[Howard Wilson is mentally unstable and unable to take over his body.]
Dromball dutifully informed the host and the host's human body about the situation.
If you are a friend of the host, you can tell me some information.
"..."
As everyone knows, in the eyes of geologists, this is no longer an unknown existence that pronounced Wilson's death.
In deep sleep, unable to take over the body...
What a terrible fact, that there is no danger?!
Those who wake up again may no longer be his friends.
Suddenly, Ye Chang's courage came from nowhere. William took out the double-barreled shotgun from his waist and aimed straight at the blue sphere in the air.
He knew that his power was very small, but no matter what, he couldn't just watch like that!
He said sharply:
"Hurry up and wake up Howard Wilson!"
Zhuomuqiu didn't know what Red William was doing at this time.
He blankly sent the message to the subject again.
Too far away from the host, he cannot communicate with the host in real time.
If the host's statement is "It doesn't matter, whatever is fine...", then I should agree to William Dale's request.
In an instant, many dense symbols appeared on the surface of the Drom ball, just like a computer program. The characters on it were far more complicated than the most advanced programming language Nanke knew.
Not to mention that in that era when computers were not invented, William couldn't understand it at all and didn't know why those things appeared on the surface of the light sphere.
The fingers of his leg holding the gun were trembling constantly, and the butt of the gun was wet with sweat, but he still stared at the blue ball of light with determination.
Dromball is calculating.
The human body of Professor Howard Wilson, as the host, is currently very unconscious. When the host's consciousness goes to the dreamland, the body of the human body is now dominated by Professor Wilson himself.
Due to the efforts of the host during that period, Professor Wilson's condition has become much more stable. Although it is not chaotic and a little crazy, the probability of something going wrong is not very high.
Moreover, the host himself once mentioned that there is an opportunity to release Professor Wilson's consciousness to move around. It is not a problem if it stays in the depths of consciousness and becomes moldy.
Wilson himself could not have been trapped in the depths of consciousness for ten years.
His consciousness and memory are also blurred, and the reaction from the outside world can be said to be almost undetectable, and his condition will not worsen due to stimulation for some reason. In addition, with his care, there will be no sudden events.
Injurious situations.
In addition, William Dale did not have much malicious intent on Professor Wilson's part.
After various analyses, it was concluded that in that situation, if the chaotic consciousness of Professor Wilson was released, the probability of danger would be very low.
And it meets William Dell's request.
In the dreamland, the host was training, and there was no reply to the request he sent. The host let the host handle it on its own.
William stared at the blue ball of light in mid-air, wondering what the strange blue ball was doing.
The orb seemed completely unfazed by his threat.
There was nothing he could do now, so he could hesitate whether to beg for the shot or not.
At that moment, an extremely cold and unwavering mechanical voice suddenly came from the blue ball of light:
[After analysis, William Dell’s request is already suing Ontology.]
[Howard Wilson's consciousness will awaken in ten seconds...ten...nine...eight...]
Hearing the words of the blue ball of light, William was caught off guard for a moment, and his eyes even widened in shock.
No, wait!
He didn't expect that the blue sphere would suddenly appear like that.
Logically speaking, shouldn't the ball not agree to his request? After all, it had shown no signs of it before and was completely an indifferent machine.
His inner heart clearly wanted to resist those existences that were almost impossible.
Moreover, the wrong party had no intention of being threatened, and did not even hide.
But now, the ball of light miraculously agreed to his request.
That sudden turn was completely beyond William's expectation and almost broke his waist.
Not bad, there must be something wrong!
Before he could ask any more questions, he heard the sound of counting slowly ringing outside the empty room:
【Three...two...one...】
William didn't have time to think too much. He hurriedly looked back and came to Professor Wilson's side. He looked at his friend nervously, anxiously and a little thankfully.
What is the purpose of that blue sphere? But it would be great if his friend could wake up.
He looked at Professor Wilson who was lying on the bed and opened his eyes in confusion, revealing slightly cloudy light yellow eyes. His eyes were empty and blank, looking at the things in front of him with a dull expression, and his eyes were unfocused.
William was keenly aware of something good, and his brows knitted together slightly.
His inspiration vaguely reminded him. The person in front of him seemed to be somewhat different from the Wilson he knew. From his eyes to other details, it was as if he was a different person...
Ye Chang's strange and awkward feeling lingered in his heart.
But now he couldn't care too much. His friend finally woke up from the nightmare. He happily helped him up and asked with concern.
"Great, Wilson, I'm finally awake."
Hearing his name, Professor Wilson's cloudy eyes seemed to wake up for a moment. He looked blankly at the unfamiliar environment and strange people in front of him. The blue light ball in the air made him feel familiar. He stared blankly.
By William Dale.
His face showed fear and uneasiness, with layers of double images. The terrifying ancient monsters, endless hallucinations and baked dough seemed to fill his eyes, intertwined with William's face.
His tone was slightly crazy, like a slow-responsive dementia patient, slowly squeezing the words out of his throat.