They could see that the dancer's movements were slowing down. She was still dancing, and her movements did not slow down too much. However, the slowness was accumulating.
About twenty minutes later, the dancer had gradually changed from a twisted circle dance to a step-by-step "mechanical" dance. Moreover, the movements of the Mechanical Dance were becoming slower and slower.
Another ten minutes later, the dancer's eyes showed a hint of confusion and hesitation.
Although this gaze only lasted for a moment, everyone present caught this scene.
Hesitation, doubt, and hesitation … This was not something a lunatic would show. In other words …
She was becoming sober! Even if it was only for a second!
After deciphering the message, they naturally thought, 'Does this mean that as long as I keep supplying her with nightmare aura, she will return to normal?'
If this conjecture was true, then it would definitely be encouraging news!
As they waited for a miracle to happen, Sunders suddenly cut off the supply of nightmare aura.
Sunders opened his hand. The small nightmare stone that looked like a black pearl had a crack in its center. Under everyone's gaze, the stone crumbled into dust.
"The nightmare aura stored in the stone has been used up," said Sunders.
Sunders' words brought everyone back to reality. They were too focused on the effect of the nightmare stone that they forgot that the stone was also a consumable item, and a valuable magic material at that.
Greya opened her mouth and wanted to ask if Sunders had more nightmare stones, but she did not say anything in the end. The stone belonged to Sunders, and it was extremely precious. He had the right to decide whether to continue the experiment or not. Any attempt to persuade Sunders would only be a form of kidnapping.
After a moment of silence, Angor spoke up. "I'll do it."
Using a nightmare stone for this experiment was no different from burning money. Angor volunteered to do it. At least he did not need to worry about the amount of nightmare aura he could use.
However, Sunders stopped him before he could step forward. "No need."
Sunders explained in a plain tone, "I have plenty of nightmare stones, and they contain more nightmare aura than you think. The stone only lasted for half an hour because it's small, and I've been using it for a while. I've almost run out of energy. "
Angor's nightmare aura did not require nightmare stones, but he was only one person. He could use nightmare aura occasionally for experiments, but he would not be as efficient as a nightmare stone if he wanted to do everything. Besides, he would rather go to the Nightmare Realm and collect more nightmare stones instead of wasting time. This was why Sunders never thought about asking Angor to do such a thing in the first place.
More importantly, Sunders stopped the supply of nightmare aura because he wanted to see how the dancer would react after receiving the nightmare aura for a while.
Since Sunders said so, Angor nodded and stepped back. He continued to observe the experiment as a bystander.
In the misty illusion, the dancer looked a bit anxious when the nightmare aura disappeared. She turned her head left and right as if trying to figure out what went wrong. Why did the nightmare aura disappear?
Obviously, she was not doing this out of her own will. Sunders guessed that the nightmare aura was something the lifeline did not like.
"So far, the lifeline doesn't reject the nightmare aura. In fact, it wants more of it," Greya said.
Angor agreed with Greya's opinion. Based on this conclusion, Sunders' next experiment would be to completely cut off the nightmare aura and continue to supply it to Angor.
Sunders did not take out another nightmare stone. Instead, he continued to observe the dancer's reaction.
The dancer's anxiousness lasted for about 30 seconds. Then, she went quiet for another ten seconds as if she was disappointed.
She returned to her old habits and began to dance with the illusion again. This time, she danced faster and faster until she returned to her original rhythm.
It was a simple experiment that did not seem very useful. However, if one thought about it carefully, they would realize that several useful data could be obtained in such a short time. The amount of nightmare aura supplied, the dancer's movement frequency, her consciousness level, and the activity of the lifeline.
Angor believed that Sunders would start supplying nightmare aura again when the dancer began to dance crazily again.
To Angor's surprise, Sunders simply turned around and left the dancer's room.
Not long after, Saunders arrived at another room.
There was another crazy patient in the room. However, this one was different. Unlike the dancer, this one did not show her "role" as soon as someone came. This was because he was still in a coma.
It was Old Ham.
A new patient who was infected by Iva not long ago and did not even know what role he would be playing.
Angor watched as Sunders stopped in front of Old Ham and realized something.
The dancer was an early victim, while Old Ham was a new one. Under the influence of the nightmare aura, would the vials show different symptoms depending on the time of infection?
This was probably what Sunders wanted to find out. It was also a kind of data collection.
At first, Old Ham was still unconscious. However, when Sunders took out a nightmare stone and began to release nightmare aura into the room, Old Ham's eyelids twitched a little.
One minute later, Old Ham opened his eyes.
When everyone observed Old Ham's eyes, they found that they were completely different from the dancer's. Old Ham's eyes were filled with confusion and confusion after he opened them.
His confusion only changed when he saw Sunders.
His expression and eyes began to change constantly, just like a stage actor before he went on stage to perform, trying to grasp the expression of the character he was playing.
"Is he trying to act out his character?" Angor muttered to himself. "What will happen if he fails?"
Angor's words reminded Sunders of something. Sunders increased the amount of nightmare aura he released while Old Ham was trying to figure out his character's expression. Old Ham's eyes were filled with doubt again.
The next five minutes turned into a tug of war.
When Old Ham tried to act out his character, Sunders would release more nightmare aura, again and again. In the end, Old Ham gave up.
At the same time, Old Ham opened his mouth and uttered several broken syllables, "Help … me …"
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