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Chapter 243

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Disregarding An Weng's actions for the moment, his judgment should be correct. The Human-Faced Arachnid that had appeared on An Weng's body was most likely the spoils of war that An Weng had hidden from the Human-Faced Arachnid hunting operation.

Not only did it not provide any help to An Chengli, but it also turned the tables on him when he was in his most dire straits.

The spoils of war had undoubtedly absorbed the nutrients from An Weng. But compared to Number 3, who had devoured many of its own kind, there was still an essential difference.

Number 3 should be able to sense this difference. It wanted to escape with all its heart but it was still a step too late. Not to mention the fact that the nutrients it had just devoured had been completely poured out, it had become a part of Number 3.

Zheng Xiao could clearly feel the entire process of the Human-Faced Arachnid's devouring. This was definitely not a good experience. If even he was like this, then what about An Weng?

Number 3's actions were very much in line with its ugly outer shell and violent instincts. But if An Weng was added to the mix, then the meaning would be completely different.

From Zheng Xiao's perspective, perhaps An Weng could be ten times more vicious than he was just now, but he would never use such a crude method. He was like a beast with low intelligence.

"An Weng, An Weng?"

"Child, are you alright?"

Zheng Xiao was nearly rendered speechless when his own lines were stolen. But the pressing situation forced him to try. "An Weng, I can't hold on much longer. You don't need to..."

Zheng Xiao's meaning was that he hoped to separate his thoughts from the depths of the mental plane. He hoped that he would no longer be bound to the Evolution Field and the Human-Faced Arachnid.

But An Weng's reply was despairing. "Child, you are very important. Very important."

The Evolution Field completely collapsed the moment their thoughts intersected. But Zheng Xiao was unable to retract his projected thoughts. It was like a tenacious kite string. One end was connected to Zheng Xiao, and the other end was pulled by the Human-Faced Arachnid that An Weng was residing in. It floated in the endless void.

This feeling was not unfamiliar.

The Order of Justice had long since grasped the method to control the Human-Faced Arachnid. When they conducted experiments, the First Oblatums were the controllers. This feeling was very complicated. It was like a combination of walking a dog and flying a kite. Sometimes, the phenomenon of a soul attachment would occur. It was as if one had transformed into a Human-Faced Arachnid and roamed in the depths of the void.

Because of his discovery of this phenomenon, An Weng had even specially developed an application. It was a "faith product" provided to large clients — the source of tonight's chaos, the "Human-faced Arachnid Exoskeleton Armor."

But now, it seemed that there was a deep reason why An Weng was so concerned about his "little invention". Perhaps he had long since anticipated that there would be a day when he would ride a true Human-Faced Arachnid and dive into the deepest depths of the mental plane?

After many days of experimentation, Zheng Xiao was very clear that the depth of the Human-Faced Arachnid's "dive" on the mental plane far exceeded that of the First Oblatums.

There were five types of "depths" in the spiritual plane: the shallow zone, the middle zone, the deep zone, as well as the abyss zone and the polar zone. In short, they were known as the "three zones, one zone and one zone". Those who were not Extraordinaries or those who had specialized in B-class and above would find it very difficult to enter the latter two levels.

Zheng Xiao's limit was the "middle zone", and even with An Weng's profound spiritual cultivation, he could only stay in the "deep zone". If he wanted to go deeper, he would need the support of a holy artifact and pay a considerable price.

But from the perspective of the Human-Faced Arachnid, staying in the "deep zone" was the most normal thing. It could enter the abyss zone or even the depths of the polar zone at any time. This sort of zone had already been completely cut off from the material plane. It was impossible for any purely physical instrument to detect its existence.

In other words, this sort of Darksider life form completely followed its instincts in its actions. It had no intelligence to speak of. It would often enter the shallow zone of its own accord because of the temptation of "food" and react with the emotions and consciousness of people. This gave people the opportunity to capture it.

Yes, as long as the Human-Faced Arachnid interfered with an "external object", it would inevitably affect the depth of its concealment. The degree of influence corresponded to the depth of the interference target on the mental plane.

The closer the "depth" of the two sides was, the smaller the influence on the Human-Faced Arachnid.

Zheng Xiao had a general understanding of An Weng's current resolute method of doing things. Perhaps he could reduce the influence of the interference to the minimum. He could use the Human-Faced Arachnid's innate talent to search for the Gate of Truth hidden in the depths of the boundless void.

An Weng had already begun to move. The marvelous probing waves were transformed by the Human-Faced Arachnid to cut into the deeper depths of the mental plane.

Zheng Xiao wasn't too clear about the specific process of probing as a "kite string", but there was one thing he didn't understand:

Why did it have to search on the mental plane? Was the Gate of Truth nothing more than an illusory spirit?

Just as he was puzzled, An Weng took the initiative to communicate telepathically with him: "It's a pity, child. I can't pass on my current experience to you. You don't understand how interesting this experience is. What I can tell you is this: don't use the popular analogy of the Order to speculate on the truth. The structure of the mental plane, the way the mental and the material interferes, is much more interesting than you can imagine. Of course, I also have to thank Ouyang, thank his laboratory … "

On the rooftop of Building A, Fairchild turned his face and looked at Ouyang Chen, who had just walked to his side. "How long are you going to let An Weng corrupt your laboratory?"

Ouyang Chen loosened his bow tie a bit, allowing himself to enter a more relaxed state. At the same time, he became more engrossed. He let out a breath and said softly, "It's true that it's good to reinforce a house when an earthquake is already brewing, but it's impossible to reinforce a city. We need to release a certain amount of energy, and sometimes we even need to detonate it … This is what the laboratory does. "

Fairchild sneered, "You and An Weng must get along very well."

"I used to." Ouyang Chen did not deny it. Then he asked in reply, "Mr. Fairchild, are you not going to provide some information?"

"I know nothing about An Weng's plans."

"I'm talking about the Human-Faced Arachnid."

"The Human-Faced Arachnid?"

"This Darksider life form is more marvelous than we can imagine. Quantum Corporation is one way of saying it. The Society's research is another. Of course, there's also the Order of Justice … Is there a place for it in the ancient records of the Order? "

Fairchild sank into deep thought. He needed to recall and weigh the pros and cons.

However, the development of the situation did not give him much time. Number 3, who was floating in the depths of the void, had already switched frequencies for the fifth time under An Weng's control. This time, there were some subtle changes. An Weng was not sure what Fairchild saw. He projected his thoughts over with incomparable concentration.

However, a more substantial change occurred within Number 3. It occurred in the depths of the Human-Faced Arachnid's inherent chaos.

"Hua La La" sounds rang out, like the trembling of a chain.

There was practically no pattern to the random trembling, but this' sound 'that could be sensed and distinguished was itself incompatible with the chaotic nature of the Human-Faced Arachnid.

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