forced to whitewash [rebirth]

But Gedan's purpose is not something that Bai Yu needs to consider. He went to study the remains of Gedan's rift pulse on the spot, but he didn't get any results. Sure enough, the people Mo Dingxuan sent back to Arance did not bring back this The original author of this weapon, according to the report, those who studied the spiritual body did not know when they were replaced and taken away.

The only one who can do this is Biles, who may have been preparing to leave Arance for a long time.

The dispatched person only brought back some initial research materials, and Simon was also forced to explain to Bai Yu what he understood. After sorting it out, Bai Yu probably understood the principle of the so-called space-splitting pulse.

As Simon said, this is strictly a weapon that can only be used by gifted people. It is essentially a transformation of spiritual power. Bai Yu was surprised that no special traits are required here. It is an incredible technological breakthrough that can manipulate the mind from a technological perspective. , It is precisely because it does not require traits but only requires mental strength, this weapon has other room for manipulation besides talented people.

This is closely related to another study of man-made talents arranged by Andrews (or is this the direction?), Bai Yu doesn't know if Bi'anhua has produced real talents now, but even Andrews's At that time, he had successfully created an artificial human with exceptionally strong mental power. In a sense, this kind of existence can also be regarded as a gifted person without special characteristics, which coincides with the energy required by the pulse of space.

"Spiritual power containers" refer to these artificially created monsters with empty spiritual strength. In the prototype design of the Rift Pulse, they exist as containers and do not have human consciousness—but they are still alive. After all, a pure body does not have spiritual power.

It is too normal for this weapon to be banned for research. Except for Andrews, the vast majority of people are normal people. How can they use the existence of the same shape as themselves that needs to breathe and replenish energy as a container?

But Alans being banned does not mean that Andrews will give up. Bianhua seems to be close to the maturity of the research on the cracking pulse now, and Bai Yu is not sure whether the current attack level is the limit or just a stepping stone, but he guesses that Gedan should There is a large container of mental power (after all, it is not difficult to create such an artificial human with only mental power), if all the mental power is used for attack, it must not be limited to this level.

The source of the control is not within the territory, it is just a fixed-point attack, and it seems that the only way to prevent it is from the spirit. Bai Yu has some ideas about this, and is going to test whether it is feasible on the corpse whose spirit body has been destroyed.

"The main reason is that I don't know if it's just to this extent," Bai Yu explained to Mo Dingxuan while analyzing the broken body of the sea of ​​consciousness, "Besides, so far there are no wounded who have not died immediately. How come the sea of ​​consciousness and the spiritual body are only partly left after all.”

Mo Dingxuan pursed his lips: "So far?"

"They are not being invaded, because the invasion of spiritual power is essentially...resonance? Synchronization? Can you understand?" Bai Yu thought for a while but couldn't come up with a suitable metaphor, "The environment of ordinary people's sea of ​​consciousness is very fragile. Yes, if external mental power wants to invade the Sea of ​​Consciousness, it must, uh, have the same frequency, otherwise it will not be able to invade, and your own mental power will attack the intruder, even if you lose, you will die."

"And your flowering period seems to be able to self-change at the physiological level to achieve the same frequency so that male flowers can invade. Talented people can freely control the release of mental power, but talented people can't invade other people's sea of ​​consciousness at will," Bai Yu frowned. It is something that can only be done by traits, for example, Biles' 'control' is to force the other party to match his frequency, and my 'calculation' is to change myself to be consistent with the other party."

"And this so-called space-splitting pulse weapon does not require special characteristics, and it is not an invasion in essence—it directly attacks the sea of ​​consciousness, and directly damages the opponent's entire sea of ​​consciousness through powerful mental power."

Bai Yu paused, and his tone turned to doubt: "But there seems to be something else..."

"Then you mean that there is no way to prevent it?" Mo Dingxuan frowned, "Not everyone has a strong mental power."

Bai Yu snorted: "Who do you think I am? There may be no way to trouble me if I have special characteristics. It's just a container with spiritual strength. The frequency is fixed. Just set up a barrier resonance to cancel it."

"There is no need to care about the current level, but what if it is controlled by a talent instead of a container? Spiritual power with special characteristics is very troublesome," Bai Yu frowned,

"Although manipulating such a weapon requires a very high level of mental strength, but Biles is there, and Gedan seems to have several talented people. I don't know if there is such a level of existence."

"Then what if it has traits?"

"Different mental power frequencies are naturally different. If I don't have a trait, now I can analyze it with just such a little residual mental power. It's different if I have a trait," Bai Yuzheng said, "I need to fight—at least It needs an object who has been attacked but not dead but injured to judge the opponent's characteristics."

Mo Dingxuan pondered for a while: "First set up a barrier for the current situation, if there are any abnormalities, wait until there are abnormalities."

Bai Yu considered that he could only do this now, and after thinking about it, he still asked a little strangely:

"Why do you think Gedan—or the other side of the flower—is attacking civilians?"

"Sometimes such a mysterious family may not be able to do things with common sense, and now I don't know their purpose," Mo Dingxuan looked away from observing the corpse, "Has your analysis been completed? Do you still need these dead people? "

"I've studied everything that can be studied, and return it to their relatives." Bai Yu took the white cloth to cover it for others, "Do you care? I thought that to you, the body is just a shell."

"It is true that the death of the spiritual body is the real death according to our standard, but a corpse is still a corpse," Mo Dingxuan was silent for a while, "and it is still a civilian."

I'm afraid he still feels guilty about gaining real power through war. After all, only those who have experienced it know its destructiveness. Bai Yu has said everything he can say after thinking about it. Mo Dingxuan's character is sometimes so delicate Turn, although it is complicated, but he can adjust it himself.

"Then let's end it sooner." In the end, Bai Yu walked over to hold his hand, "Is it still an advantage now?"

"If it hadn't been for this one, it should have ended soon. Ge Dan didn't go too far, and they didn't prepare well," Mo Dingxuan sighed, "But I always feel that Ge Dan didn't care this."

"...Maybe they came to invade for another purpose. This cracking pulse targeting civilians really disturbs me."

"There is always a solution," Bai Yu squeezed his fingers, "I will help you solve this problem."

I don't know if this sentence succeeded in comforting the man, Mo Dingxuan looked at him and seemed to be tangled up for a while, bit his side face with some annoyance, Bai Yu has always been unpredictable about his thoughts, Mo Dingxuan Xuan also didn't mean to explain and turned his forehead to his shoulder:

"Sometimes I think you shouldn't be my adjutant."

"...?"

"The rank in your military uniform always reminds me that you are my subordinate, even though it's just a name, and it reminds me that you are much younger than me, and you are just an adult," Mo Dingxuan complained, "It really makes me very sad. There is pressure, like a shame play."

Bai Yu: "..."

He really didn't understand what Mo Dingxuan was thinking.

Bai Yu rubbed the man's soft black hair and snorted softly: "Isn't it good to be able to order me around? Don't you always laugh at me, brat, because of your age."

"Then you are a little bit self-conscious about not being like this..." Mo Dingxuan said without going on, Bai Yu was a little surprised, he couldn't see the man's face in this posture, and he only saw the red tips of his ears from the corner of his eyes, as if Even the surrounding black hair was dyed with heat, Bai Yu's heart beat suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his ear and rubbed the hot earlobe:

"Why are you blushing?"

"..."

Mo Dingxuan slightly raised his head from his arms and glanced at him, the expression in his eyes almost made Bai Yu's heart flutter, the man raised his eyebrows: "I just think you are very reliable."

After all, he finally avoided Bai Yu's eyes and buried his shoulders again, the heat in his ears never disappeared:

"...really reliable."

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment. It's not that Mo Dingxuan had never said before that he believed he could protect him well, but how can I say...there was a slight difference between then and now, and this difference made him feel the puffiness on his cheeks. Bai Yu thought that he should say something nonsense to ease the atmosphere, but his heartbeat was so fast that he could only hear his own heartbeat and couldn't think of any words:

"Why did you suddenly say this...?"

"Just tell the truth."

After realizing that Bai Yu was also inexplicably shy, Mo Dingxuan let go a lot. He raised his head again, although his cheeks were still turning crimson, his tone had returned to his usual flirtatious tone.

"You like this compliment? Then I will praise you more in this regard in the future."

Bai Yuxin gritted his teeth and pinched his waist: "Mo Dingxuan - will you die if you only speak serious words?"

The man smiled lowly: "What I say is serious."

Bai Yu snorted, and Mo Dingxuan sized him up for a while and kissed the corner of his lips: "I just can't help myself."

"You're just teasing me."

"By the stars, every word of love I say to you is sincere," Mo Dingxuan said sincerely, "If there is even half a tease, let the people who hear it punish me."

Bai Yu sneered: "Aren't I the only one who heard this?"

"Well... then if it's fake, I'll let you punish..."

Before he could finish his flirting words, Mo Dingxuan was suddenly pulled behind by Bai Yu. He was stunned for a while before recovering, and looked up to see that the ease on Bai Yu's face had been wiped away. Suddenly, Mo Dingxuan was a little stern. Strangely, it seemed that a strange sound was heard in the silent room again.

It seems to be...cloth friction?

He no longer needed to ask Bai Yu, and moved the white cloth covering the corpse lying on the operating table from head to toe, as if being slowly torn apart by the person who slept under it, the innocent dead body stiffened Raising his upper body, Mo Dingxuan was speechless for a moment, only feeling that Bai Yu's emotions around him seemed to suddenly become intense:

"how come……"

The corpse that was supposed to be dead crawled out of the bed with distorted movements, and Bai Yu froze there,

"... Zombies...?"