"At the moment of life and death, intense pain will crush your will to live. At this time, you might as well perform deep self-hypnosis to numb the nerves that transmit pain. Focus your mind and use the shortest amount of time to think …"
This was what Genya had said to Silin before, but Silin had never actually carried it out because he had never been as powerless as he was now.
Hypnosis.
Self-hypnosis.
His entire body twitching, Silin took a deep breath with difficulty and closed his eyes.
…
Looking at the rising wave on the screen, the old man's hand trembled. He took off his goggles and leaned closer to the screen. His sunken eyes stared at the screen as if trying to determine if this was real or not.
The knob had already turned 270 degrees, and the chip was activated by 75%.
Without looking at Silin on the experiment table, the old man's smile was a little twisted. The pulse of the life indicator was still quite strong, which meant that it could be adjusted even higher!
280 degrees …
290 degrees …
300 degrees …
The instrument had already started to issue warnings. The crimson warning sign and the ear-piercing beep did not shake the old man in the slightest.
The old man's eyes were filled with madness.
In the past, almost a thousand test subjects had not been able to withstand 300 degrees, but today …
"Heh … Hehehe … My, Horay's name … will also appear in 'Glory' and 'Code'!"
Silin did not have the energy to pay attention to the old man's words. If he heard it, he would definitely think that this old man was crazy! With only this kind of resource allocation, he actually wanted to appear in 'Glory' and 'Code'!?
"Glory" and "Code" were the names of the most famous electronic magazines in the Galaxy Network. They were known as the "history books" of the League of Stars. In front of these two electronic magazines, the countless electronic publications of the League of Stars were reduced to the background. These two were also the only publications with over 90 contribution points in the League of Stars electronic publication system. In other words, the lowest contribution points for the people's achievements or inventions published in these two electronic magazines was at least 90.
The people, achievements, and research that appeared in "Glory" and "Code", any one of them was enough to make the entire League of Stars tremble. There were many generals and politicians in Glory, while there were many academic technicians in Code.
Regardless of whether it was the people or the results recorded in these two giant magazines, all of them were the result of the accumulation of countless manpower, material resources, financial resources, and time. On Planet Brown Earth, where Silin was, the highest reported contribution was only in the twenties, and it could only be recorded in some magazines that did not have much influence. Actually, as long as the contribution points exceeded 10, it would be broadcasted on the planet's TV station for more than 10 days, not to mention the contribution points above 90.
Therefore, normal people would think that the old man's words were delusional.
The old man turned the knob again.
Three hundred ten degrees …
Three hundred twenty degrees …
Di — Di — Di —
The sound of the alarm grew more and more urgent, and the fluctuations of the life curve began to become chaotic. Several instruments had already begun to emit smoke and vibrate with banging sounds. A few buttons had also exploded, and the vibrations were becoming more and more intense. The silk tubes on Silin's body also began to tremble, as if they were unable to bear the load.
Bang!
One of the finger cuffs that locked onto Silin's finger bounced off due to the high load.
Bang!
Another one.
The old man no longer had time to care about Silin. All of his attention was attracted by the data on the screen. His finger was on the knob, and he could not wait to see the final data.
Buttons were flying off from the instruments all around him.
There was no more time. Silin knew where his limit was.
Two of his freed fingers clamped onto a button that had bounced off from an unknown instrument. This was the reaction of the last trace of consciousness left in the self-hypnosis stimulated by the pain, and it was also Silin's last chance.
It was just a trace of consciousness, but the analysis was surprisingly accurate. It was unprecedentedly accurate, like a precise instrument making adjustments and error analysis. In almost less than a second, Silin shot out the button in his hand.
Poof —
The flying button passed through the ground, the wall, and the baffle of an instrument, and after three ricochets, it shot into the central nervous system in the old man's left eye, cutting off the neural network circuit, and he died instantly. Meanwhile, at this time, the 'madman''s' finger was on the knob, preparing to make the final adjustment. The knob's display was already pointing at 350 degrees. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a matter of life and death. If it really was turned 360 degrees, then Silin would have lost his life.
Fortunately, the old man really was a human. Fortunately, the old man did not carry out abnormal modifications on his entire body. The old man who died instantly collapsed next to the instrument.
The moment the old man died, all of the silk tubes that bound Silin were retracted. A warning popped up on the instrument, and an electronic voice sounded. "Master is dead. Beginning to erase program."
Silin could not care less about his still somewhat numb body. He flipped over and fell off the stage. He could not stand up, and could only raise his head to look at the images and data that instantly swept past the screen.
Every piece of information that was about to be erased would flash across the screen. It was hard to imagine that the old man would set up such an erasure mode.
Even those with B rank or even A rank genotypes might not be able to capture the data and images. Even if they could capture it, they might not be able to remember it all, and it was limited to only one screen. But Silin was able to memorize the contents of these dozen or so screens in his mind. This would have been impossible in the past. Although his memory was strong in the past, his capture speed could not keep up, much less memorize over a dozen screens at the same time!
Cillin's body was adjusting swiftly. His eyes appeared to be unfocused, but the information flashing on the dozen or so screens was deeply imprinted in his mind. If he did not understand these information, he might not even know how he died. The thing the old man injected into him was like an unknown bomb.
Five minutes later, the program erasure was complete. All information related to this experiment, including information about the old man Horay Hansen, as long as it flashed across the screen, was memorized by Silin.
"Erasure program complete. Executing destruction program in five minutes. Counting down to desertification … "
F * ck!
Silin cursed in his heart. He moved his body, which had regained some of its senses, and propped himself up with difficulty. He staggered toward the exit.
All the doors to the underground laboratory were open. The other rooms were used to store things such as "specimens", food, equipment, drugs, and so on. The real core was the room Silin was in, so Silin did not have the mind or time to care about the things in the other rooms. He followed the route he had been brought in from his memory and walked out.
The doors were all open and unobstructed, as if it had been specially arranged. Five minutes was just right.
When Silin reached the vent of the pipe at the edge of the laboratory, the desertification program was activated. A pit that looked like quicksand appeared in the center of the laboratory and extended outwards. The ground, all the experimental equipment, and the dead old man all turned into quicksand. The range of the desertification spread. When Silin crawled out of the vent and returned to the building, the desertification reached the vent.
Silin did not have time to rest. He knew that the so-called "destruction program" by the old man was not just desertification. In order to prevent the results of his research from being leaked, the old man had bound his life to all the programs. To be so resolute, the destruction would definitely be more thorough.
Fortunately, it was still dark and there was no one on the streets. Under the cover of darkness, Silin walked under the canopy and under the eaves. If he was discovered by Heaven's Eye, everything would be for naught.
Sure enough, not long after Silin left, a huge explosion woke up the people who were still asleep. A mushroom cloud surged into the sky, a dazzling fire, a large crater on the ground, and the surrounding buildings that had collapsed due to the explosion. Broken walls and ruins were everywhere. The awakened children were crying and shouting, and the adults were cursing incessantly.
Before some curious people could approach the scene of the explosion, a white light fell from the sky, enveloping the area of the explosion in a white light cage, isolating it from the outside world. The "Sky Eye" had already responded, and it was believed that it would not be long before the patrols of the security team came here to understand the situation.
However, that was not what Silin needed to pay attention to. After sneaking back to his small house of ten square meters in the poor area, his highly tense nerves slowly relaxed and he fell into a deep sleep.
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