Elf Dark Insect Master

Da Jia, who had been watching the whole process, was filled with serious confusion at this time.

Which side of this human being is real?

Compared with the seriousness and concentration in treating the big-billed bird and the caring and gentleness when giving it a knee pillow, Dajia felt that his brain was not strong enough.

At this moment, a slight buzzing of wings sounded, and a silent shadow deep in the woods approached one person and one elf.

"well done."

Wutong calmly reached out and took down the Poké Ball handed over by the Needle Bee, and then glanced at Dajia, who was a little stunned. He knew that for its poor brain capacity tonight, the complex changes in human psychological state were really not something it could fully understand. , so he also took out the elf ball and took it back.

With the thorn by his side, Wutong doesn't have to worry about the extremely dangerous life-threatening situation just now, because the thorn will not hesitate to use his life to prevent such a thing from happening.

"Huh, I'm pretty sure, but it's really exciting. It's more exciting than bungee jumping or deep diving."

Wutong stretched out his hands and raised them above his head, turned his palms around, put his hands together and arched them hard, and said words that the giant needle bee above him could not understand.

The reason is actually very simple. Wutong has been making various plans and thinking hard for more than half a year, and the pressure accumulated in his heart is getting bigger and bigger.

There were many things that I couldn't talk to others about, and some things needed to be suppressed deep in my heart. I walked alone in silence and endured the accumulating pressure. Wutong was not surprised by his crazy behavior tonight.

In order to avoid these pressures from affecting the execution of the plan he made in a calm and rational state, Wutong deliberately designed a life-and-death game to regulate himself and release psychological pressure tonight.

However, it also knew that he would often say strange things to himself, and it was not curious. It concentrated on sensing and detecting all the movements around him. It had gradually become accustomed to this kind of guarding work.

"I have never been so crazy before, so when did it start, or have I been changing all the time?"

After all, he had never missed a lesson in the psychology he took. Wutong knew clearly that he had fallen deeper into the darkness, but now he felt so comfortable and at ease, not disgusted at all.

The matter is not over yet, the experiment has one final step.

After taking a comfortable natural bath in the river, Wutong threw his original gray robe into the river. It would probably flow directly into the sea, and then he changed into a new outfit.

The upper body is a black sweatshirt with no messy patterns. Wutong did not pull up the hood at night, revealing long black hair like weeds. The lower body is a pair of black sports trousers and gray-black striped sneakers. This will If you don't look at his face, he is a healthy and elegant young man with an upright posture.

Speaking of which, there used to be a little girl in the orphanage who had always had a crush on him. Several other girls had a good impression of him, but it was a pity that none of them came to the hospital to visit him for the second time. Wutong knew it when he looked at his reflection now. The face in the river actually recovered very well. He is a young child after all. His entire face now, from the chest to the collarbone, is basically covered with new pink skin, which is quite smooth, but

Wutong felt a little sick and heartbroken, so he stepped on the water, crushed his face, and put on the gray-white plain mask again.

"Ah bah, if I hadn't been optimistic by nature and escaped from death, and since then I have become more open-minded, and changed into someone like me now, I guess those two children would have been brutally tortured and retaliated against. society”

Wutong spat at the muddy reflection in the river, and at the same time complained about herself, which made her suddenly bad mood slightly better.

Then, he walked to the grass near the river and the sycamore tree released another toucan.

This guy is much better than the other big-billed bird. At least he is not dying. He just has a few holes in his wings, his body is a little purple, and he is seriously injured and poisoned.

"If you don't want to die, don't struggle. I will save you."

Wutong's vicious words made the big-billed bird shut its mouth, because it wanted to live, and who could let it happen that Wutong was in a bad mood.

He roughly pried the mouth open to pour the antidote, and then poured disinfectant almost directly into the wound. Unlike the gentle and careful treatment with cotton swabs he had just treated the other big-billed bird, after pouring the disinfectant, he directly sprinkled powder and spray on it. Apply wound medicine, and then randomly apply medical cotton strips to prevent infection.

"Okay, you can't die now."

Seeing that its vitality had stabilized, Wutong finally felt a little sad that he had spent at least several thousand alliance coins tonight. If the two big-billed birds hadn't been resold, they could still get a good price, so he wouldn't be so generous.

Elves are not just elves, but most intelligent creatures.

From the afternoon until now, Wutong had given it a big stick, but now he gave it a carrot. In addition to hating him, the big-billed bird inevitably developed another feeling, which was to be grateful to him. Saved myself.

From the way its eyes moved, Wutong probably guessed that it was developing according to his experimental plan. After all, for ordinary elves like Toucan, which were not known for their high IQ, they were still simple and easy to control.

"Big mouth bird, I won't talk nonsense to you. Starting tomorrow, when I let you out, you must be obedient. If you are disobedient, then think about what happened tonight. If you are obedient, you will be obedient every day. If you have food like tonight’s dinner, you can stay in the poke ball and think clearly whether you want to be obedient or not.”

Wutong, who was in a bad mood, finished speaking and took back the elf ball from the confused guy.

He knew that it wouldn't be able to understand it if he said it too complicatedly. The simple and crude way just now was most suitable.

Wutong guessed that there was a 60% chance that this guy would be obedient tomorrow;

There is a half chance that you will be arrogant, but you will still be obedient in the end;

There is a relatively small possibility that they will disobey and cause trouble.

In the end, there is only a small possibility that this guy will muster up the courage to find an opportunity to kill himself, and then he will be killed by the giant needle wasp knowingly.

But that probably won't happen anymore, because what Wutong did this time was a psychological experiment. The subjects were two large-billed finches. He treated them with different attitudes to observe which result would be better. The experimental data can be used for Then control other elves.

"The animal trainers' simple carrot and stick taming methods can only make them surrender on the surface, while the elf hunters and traders' pure hunger and violence will only make them hate-filled mad dogs. What I want is to be able to In a short period of time, the effect of making them completely unconditionally surrender under the premise of maximizing the freedom of thinking and will is to the extent that even if they are asked to commit suicide immediately, they will execute it without any doubt. This can only be done with more thought."

Wutong took out his small notebook and pen, and while strolling back to the upstream camp with the giant needle bee, he wrote down tonight's experimental records in encrypted symbols.