Jian Congxi nodded, but still explained a few words: "Although the statement is a bit alarmist, at least there is a certain correlation."
"As I said before, files opened with the extraction code of Apocalypse will be downloaded into our bodies from the 'cloud server' of The Only Demon. If we want to parse the information, we must at least have a unified network interface.
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Jian Congxi tried his best to explain the concept in terms that could arouse other people's interest.
"The half-demon's distorted outlook on life is an interface that can easily accept information compared to humans. The three outlooks and consciousness of humans are different from the 'cloud server' of the One Demon."
"So, if people with normal views want to directly obtain information from the One Demon, they will often be affected to a certain extent."
"But you can rest assured."
"How to say?"
Han Baiyi seemed to realize that his expression was a bit serious, so he softened his tone slightly.
Jian Congxi explained with a smile:
"The strength and spiritual power of extraordinary people are closely related to their own will. Extraordinary people who can fight against the fourth-stage half-demon like the Observer, even if their rank is low, will definitely reach an extremely high level.
level.”
"A strong person with this kind of willpower usually does not need to be afraid of fighting against the fragmentary impact of the remnants of the One Demon."
Han Baiyi's brows relaxed slightly.
Willpower?
He has this thing!
Han Baiyi glanced at the panel.
Let’s not talk about spiritual direction abilities such as [mental resistance] and [advanced mental utilization].
Among the innate abilities alone, there is one [rigid reason] that has not been shown for a long time.
This skill once allowed Han Baiyi to withstand the pain of death dozens or hundreds of times when he was still an ordinary person, and even taught himself to become a master of swordsmanship.
Although the auxiliary skills are not as dazzling as the attack, they are easy to use!
When I thought about it, I felt a little relieved.
The two of them spent about twenty minutes on the flight in this process of explanation and communication.
Soon, they landed on a flat place on the outskirts of Tiandu.
Han Baiyi glanced around. In the seemingly empty and spacious courtyard, there were gaps hidden in every corner. Various monitoring facilities alternated between light and dark, basically making it possible to scan the entire site without any blind spots.
To the south of the apron is a classic Soviet-style laboratory building.
This building has about sixteen or seventeen floors, with small windows and thick walls. Even if it is painted with a layer of white paint, you can still see patches of earth-colored marks from the slightly mottled spots.
It has a very historical feel.
The glass at the windows and doors is also thick and strong dark purple single-sided glass.
I estimate that the thickness should be bulletproof.
Just as Han Baiyi was about to walk towards the laboratory building, Jian Congxi grabbed his sleeve.
"Consultant Han, this way."
Han Baiyi was startled.
Looking along Jian Congxi's fingertips, he saw a long row of square meters in the corner of the side of the laboratory building.
There are four big words "Public Toilet" hanging on it.
Han Baiyi's eyes twitched.
Jian Congxi seemed to have seen this expression before, smiling and extending his hand:
"Let's go, let's go to the toilet first."
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Second laboratory,
Ingenuity comparison test room.
In front of a huge machine that looks like a horizontal hydraulic press, each tester touches the machine's huge smooth mirror that protrudes outward according to the serial number.
I don’t know what kind of material this mirror is made of. When all testers press it, it will dent slightly downward, giving people a soft and elastic touch.
As the machine is pressed and injected with spiritual energy, the display at the front of the machine will light up slightly.
The whole process takes thirty seconds.
Ning Buque, as the deputy general manager, was standing in the corner of the testing room, silently watching these people pass the test one by one.
On the small screen in his hand, the degree of demonization of each of these people was displayed.
While they were doing the test, Jian Congxi came in with Han Baiyi, and happened to see Ning Buque standing by doing nothing.
Ning Buque waved his hand proactively and walked over quickly, with a gentle smile on his usually upright face.
"You came so quickly. Are you Consultant Han? Hello, this is Ning Buque who I talked to you on the phone before."
"I have admired you for a long time."
Han Baiyi also shook hands with him warmly.
"Consultant Han, this test should take some time. You see..."
Ning Buque was speaking enthusiastically, but his voice suddenly faltered, and his whole body seemed to be stiff for a second.
Han Baiyi looked puzzled.
thump.
Ning Buque fell to the ground.
"???"
Han Baiyi watched helplessly as Ning Buque fell headlong. His steps, which had been trained by countless men who blackmailed him, were as smooth as a swimming fish, and he moved nearly three meters away in an instant.
He turned to look at Jian Congxi beside him.
"What's going on? Recently, researchers have become popular about cheating?"
Jian Congxi looked calm, ignored Han Baiyi's weird look, walked straight to Ning Buque, picked up the collar, raised his hand and slapped her randomly.
That crisp voice made even a ruthless man like Han Baiyi, who could kill hundreds of millions of lives in one night, feel a soreness in his gums.
It should be very powerful.
After such a caress, Ning Buque, who suddenly fell to the ground, stood up from the ground in a daze, and apologized to Han Baiyi with his slightly swollen face:
"I'm sorry, because of my heart condition, I sometimes have sudden sleep reactions... If you see me in the future, remember to wake me up quickly, otherwise things will be delayed."
"Oh, this, um..."
Han Baiyi looked at his swollen and smiling face, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to shut up.
Ning Buque smiled gently and led Han Baiyi into another room.
"Consultant Han, have you tested your level of demonization recently?"
"A regular test was conducted a week ago." Han Baiyi sat down on the sofa, folded his hands, and rubbed his thumb invisibly along the edge of his index finger, "It is still below 3%, there is no specific number."
"really......"
Ning Buchan nodded and looked at Han Baiyi curiously.
"Consultant Han, are you aware of your own uniqueness?"
"......I guess so?"
Han Baiyi expressed ambiguity about this.
He was very aware of how special he was - Han Baiyi's pile of spiritual ideas in his body were all earned by himself from the system, and there was not even a dime of demonization in them. He only became a ghost if he was not special.
Ning Buque smiled and said:
"Maybe you lack some knowledge, but in the eyes of our institute, you have always been our key observation target - because you are too special."
"What's the meaning?"
Although he felt vaguely uncomfortable after hearing the term 'key observation object', Han Baiyi still frowned and asked.
"That's what it means literally."
Ning Buque's expression was serious, with his hands folded in front of his abdomen and his eyes leveled at Han Baiyi.
"You should still remember that you were asked to inject a certain amount of spiritual energy during the first inspection, right?"
Han Baiyi nodded, he had a vague impression - it should be before he entered Arkworld Tomorrow.
"After completing the collection of inspirations, we often use these inspirations for various experiments and tests."
"Just like the group of people outside who are testing, their inspirations are also used to conduct various experiments on inspirational items. The completed products will be used to conduct material research, processing research, etc... I have sent you a message before
A spiritual machine gun, have you ever used it?"
Han Baiyi shook his head: "Not yet."
"It doesn't matter, that's one of the research results of spiritual materials. It's just that if you use that thing against ordinary people, the firepower will be too much."
"To deal with extraordinary people, I feel it is not enough."
"Each person's spirituality has its own characteristics, and these characteristics are derived from the special structure of the nature of these spiritualities - just like genes."
As Ning Buque spoke, he suddenly leaned over, looked at Han Baiyi closely and said, "The nature of your wit is very special."
As he spoke, Ning Buque stretched out his hand towards the blank space.
Then, I saw a distortion in the blank mid-air, and Ning Buque's arm took out a metal box from the twisted and wrinkled space.
Fingerprint, iris, time-limited long password.
After a series of confidentiality measures were completed, the metal box in front of Ning Buque slowly opened, revealing a glass jar about the size of a fist inside.
In the center of the glass jar is a golden ball of flesh that is somewhat similar to a heart.
Judging from the vaguely pulsating piece of meat, it seems that it is still beating.
Han Baiyi instinctively felt nauseated.
However, Ning Buque and Jian Congxi, who were sitting near him, swallowed loudly and indecently.
Ning Buque could still try his best to restrain himself, but Jian Congxi's eyes were straightened, and he tightly clamped his left hand with his right hand, not daring to move at all.
After Ning Buque resisted his desire, he raised his head and happened to see Han Baiyi's slightly frowning expression due to nausea, and couldn't help but smile.
"Very good, just as we suspected."
"What's this?"
Han Baiyi couldn't stop frowning. The more he looked at the golden flesh, the more disgusting he felt in his heart.
While staring, there was even a twinkle in his eyes.
Just after concentrating his consciousness for a moment, Han Baiyi felt that his ears suddenly became itchy, and a question rang in his brain: