But he didn't care: "You don't have to use cultivation methods to torture me, because even if you imprison me, I can commit suicide at any time, and the mecha and nuclear fusion device will also be destroyed, completely destroying Gerald and the submarine base.
You get nothing."
After saying that, the short young man sneered: "If you don't do this, the people on earth may still be alive, but if you do, they will definitely become cannon fodder."
Chen Haodao: "What you mean is that if I don't force you to death, when your technological world comes to the earth on a large scale, you might be able to save the lives of the people on earth.
But if I force you to death, I will offend the technological world, so they will mercilessly eliminate the people on earth, right?"
The short young man said: "Yes, my life is more precious than the billions of people on earth combined!"
Chen Haodao: "Even if I don't force you to death, what if your technological world takes over the earth, and if the earthlings are not careful or don't work hard enough as slaves, and offend other bosses in your technological world, what should we do if we are still going to be destroyed?"
The short young man said coldly: "Then you will be destroyed. You can't even be a slave, so what are you still doing?"
Chen Hao laughed and gave a thumbs up: "The man in the technology world is awesome!"
The short young man said: "You don't have to be sarcastic. If I fell into the hands of a cultivator like you, I never thought you would let me go.
My compatriots in the technological world will avenge me!"
After the words fell, he roared angrily, and a flash of red light burst out from the depths of his determined eyes.
The next moment, the red light disappeared.
Nothing happened.
The short young man was stunned.
Chen Hao looked at him with a smile: "It's strange, why didn't you die?"
The short young man looked at him, his face changed drastically: "You..." Chen Hao said: "Just now I sent out three flying sword magic weapons. One sword cut off the cannon that transformed the mecha, and the other sword cut off the special cable that transmits electric energy to you.
There is a sword that blocks the sensing function of the mecha and the chip in your body..." When the short young man heard the words "chip in the body", his expression suddenly changed: "How do you know there is a chip in my body?"
Chen Haodao: "Isn't this what it should be?
Your technological world is so advanced, you can't still rely on movements or sounds to control mechas, right?
That’s too backward.”
The short young man's face turned blue, and after a while he asked: "How did you stop my sensor chip?"
Chen Haodao: "I haven't finished what I just said. Two of the three flying sword magic weapons have already flown back. Where is the other one? Can you guess?"
The short young man's expression changed again: "In my body?"
Chen Hao smiled and said: "You guessed it right."
He waved gently.
A very small wound instantly opened between the short young man's eyebrows, and the red-edged sword flew out from it.
In fact, the Red Edge Sword was virtual, and its movement in and out did not damage the short young man's brain, so the short young man did not feel anything.
But there is an extremely thin and tiny transparent light sheet attached to the tip of the Red Edge Sword.
If the light sheet were not so smooth and reflected the sunlight so dazzlingly, it would not be visible at all.
Chen Hao hit the restriction, wrapped the light sheet, and put it together with the Red Edge Sword into the Nine-turn Exquisite Tower. Then he said: "If what I expected is correct, this chip will not only allow you to control the mecha based on your thoughts, but also
It can emit electric current at any time, destroy brain cells, and cause you to die instantly and painlessly. After your death, it will forcibly destroy your mecha and nuclear fusion device.
So the first time I imprisoned you, I let the magic weapon enter your body and cut off the connection between your brain and the chip."
The short young man said nothing, his face full of despair.
Without the chip, he is just an ordinary person and no longer has the confidence to challenge Chen Hao.
Chen Hao hooked his fingers and pulled the short young man closer.
He did not immediately use hypnosis, but instead used his spiritual consciousness to enter the little young man's mind and investigate it carefully.
Immediately, Chen Hao's expression changed.
In the little young man's mind, he felt a familiar itching sensation.
Obviously, like Du Chao and Du Yue, the short young man, the real murderer behind the scenes, has also been imprinted on his mind.
If Chen Hao didn't check just now and just hypnotized him, the short young man would definitely not tell the truth, and even more bizarre things might happen.
For example, suddenly become mentally confused and become an idiot.
This is not impossible, because Chen Hao has seen records of these things in the classics of the cultivation sect.
Although the world of science and technology is extremely powerful, it is very careful in its actions, and can even be said to be watertight, even when facing a weak opponent like the Earth.
Chen Hao withdrew his consciousness and asked: "Do you know that you have also been stamped by Zhongxia Thought?"
The short young man was stunned for a moment, then his face filled with anger: "Impossible! In our world, only slaves will be imprinted with ideological stamps. I am a noble warrior and will never be treated like this."
Chen Hao was stunned: "There are still slaves in your world?"
In a world where science and technology are so advanced, shouldn’t the political system also be very advanced, with everyone free and equal?
The short young man asked: "What's wrong with having slaves?
You cultivators don’t have slaves?
Do you still believe that all people are created equal?"
Chen Hao really couldn't answer this question and said: "You have indeed been given a mental stamp. It is estimated that the person who sent you here has already considered that you might fail, so they have made preparations in advance."
"I do not believe!"
The short young man said excitedly: "You don't need to say it. You don't understand our technological world at all. There is absolutely no way that I will be stamped with middle-class ideas!"
Chen Hao was speechless.
Looking at this, the short young man’s mental stamp of being hit is probably because he doesn’t believe that he has been hit by the ideological stamp.
Chen Hao stretched out his hand and pressed the top of the short young man's head, sending out streams of electricity that penetrated into the short young man's brain.
He doesn't understand the specific operation of the Thought Seal, nor does he know how to restore it, but cultivators tens of thousands of years ago have figured out how to crack this technological method.
That is the brain waves that use electric current to destroy the stamp of thoughts.
If it is destroyed, the ideological stamp will naturally no longer exist.
Of course, this damage must be controlled carefully. If the damage is too great, it is easy to completely destroy the brain waves, and people will really become idiots.
If the damage is too small, the ideological stamp will remain and cannot be completely removed.
Only when the degree of damage is just right and the stamp of thought is destroyed, the brain waves will rebuild themselves and return to their original appearance.
For masters like Chen Hao, this is naturally not a problem.
As the current submerged, the short young man suddenly twitched and fainted.
Soon, the electric current destroyed all the stamps of his thoughts.
After the brain waves returned to normal, the short young man woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Chen Hao pointed at his eyebrows and cast a hypnotic spell.