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Freyr and the others found a peculiar room.
The room was dome-shaped, with white walls, devoid of windows, and the interior layout was monotonous.
The black-and-white checkered floor was fully visible.
As a telepathic training room, Telepaths were selected to come here for meditation, but Freyr lacked the gift of telepathy.
Once, he had sneaked into the telepathic room to spy on a girl’s interests in order to impress her, inadvertently offending the mysterious essence of meditation.
Guo Yu felt increasingly frustrated as he observed the strange structure of the room.
Furrowing his brows, he approached a table and discovered several medical syringes laid out on it. Each syringe appeared unusual, thicker than those typically used for medical purposes.
Seeing the syringes, Guo Yu shot a glance at Freyr. "What are we doing here? This place feels off; it looks more like a mental health facility. Why is the academy involved in such peculiar activities? Is there a funding issue at the top?"
"The purpose isn't that; there are plenty of treasures here," Freyr replied hurriedly as he opened a cabinet and pulled out a corrugated cardboard box containing strange metal pieces. He quickly extracted one smooth metal piece that shimmered with an unusual glow and began collecting as many as he could, stuffing them into his pocket.
Finding a few scraps of metal wasn’t surprising. Guo Yu glanced at him before silently moving closer to Zhao Tingting, wrapping his arm around her waist and leaning into her.
He had no idea about the origin of these metal pieces. Here, the collected metal pieces were quite special; when two pieces rubbed against each other and were infused with the Mental Power of a Psychic Sensory User, they could communicate naturally without speaking for several minutes, much like remote communicators.
Seeing so many metal pieces filled Freyr with excitement. In a few years, these metal pieces would be nearly impossible to find on the black market. Despite advanced technology, accessing this room required special privileges; only those with specific permissions could enter and monitor in real-time. For others, recording thoughts during communication was exceedingly difficult.
However, Pagery devices were not infallible; they often malfunctioned in various places. Just like in his previous life during its final moments, when his helmet was damaged yet still maintained a single-line connection. Although he couldn’t receive the other party's voice, he could send out commands as if they were orders. His companions seemed oblivious to his words, likely due to interference from dark matter affecting the helmet's circuitry.
If he had possessed a few metal pieces back then, it wouldn’t have led to such disastrous consequences for their group.
Of course, the metal pieces had practical uses in the hands of Telepath. Freyr took out three metal pieces, stacked them together, and rubbed them repeatedly before walking over to Zhao Tingting, who was sitting nearby. She looked a bit weak, but the results of military training had evidently played their role in her conditioning. Now, Freyr placed the metal pieces in the palm of his hand and offered them to her.
"Can you fill these with Mental Power?"
For an ordinary person who had yet to experience mental development, seeing the metal pieces presented to her naturally sparked curiosity. She leaned in to take a closer look but found nothing particularly special about them. Zhao Tingting merely nodded and smiled, "Memory Metal? It's a great tool for long-distance communication, but it can also be used for launching attacks. You want to use it as a weapon, right?"
Guo Yu asked curiously, "Tingting, how do you know so much?"
Zhao Tingting chuckled, "Don't forget, I have superpowers."
Freyr remarked, "Your intuition is spot on; let's not waste any more time."
"Okay..."
Zhao Tingting eagerly took the three Memory Metal squares and held them in her palm. After hesitating for a moment and gathering all her strength, she realized that the aura emitted by the Memory Metal still showed no signs of change.
A few seconds later, someone took a deep breath. Zhao Tingting wiped the sweat from her forehead and murmured, "I can't do it; I have no idea how. I haven't practiced at all; what am I supposed to do?"
"There's still a way, but it might be painful."
"What’s your method?" Guo Yu asked.
Freyr glanced at Guo Yu and then turned to walk over to an automatic chair. He grabbed a corner of the white cloth covering it and yanked it off forcefully while reciting a childish chant.
"Dang dang dang dang~ Surprise or not?"
"Isn't that the hypnotic wave used for mental therapy on patients?"
Guo Yu's mouth twitched slightly as he saw the four-legged black contraption. His worldview quickly crumbled as he realized it resembled an ordinary chair on the outside but was connected by several cables coated with nanomaterials. The control center at the front was covered with a black claw, each fine spike still clinging to fragments of Memory Metal.
It seemed that aside from the lack of Memory Metal, everything else aligned with what he had imagined. The examination of patients' minds, hypnosis, and the deletion and overlapping of memories were all functions of this device.
Unlocking potential was almost a trap!
"You are correct; the mental hospital indeed uses it to hypnotize patients. You're right about that. However, this Brainwave Hypnosis Wave is the key to unlocking Telepath. If there were professional mental developers present, it wouldn't be so troublesome. Now we have to rely on ourselves to tackle the problem."
Freyr smiled and pushed his chair directly across from Guo Yu and the girl behind him. After tidying up a bit, he nodded at the female student hiding behind Guo Yu: "Come on, let's get started right away."
"Wait, I think I need to try it myself," Guo Yu suddenly said as he sat up.
"This machine doesn't support normal people; your brain is too normal, and it would only drive you insane."
Freyr pushed his shoulder lightly, glancing at Zhao Tingting, who was struggling internally beside them. Her face was pale, indicating that her inner turmoil was quite severe. The development of the Brain field was extremely complex; not being a researcher in mental development, she couldn't just let others probe into her mind. The thought alone was somewhat frightening.
The development of Telepath's Brain was often painful for first-timers. The excruciating memories of suffering later overshadowed any hardships faced during the Cosmic Bug War or training.
Zhao Tingting had heard related rumors from her elders at home.
The Zhao Family, while not a prominent family, had been known for producing influential figures in the field of Brain development in earlier times.
At that time, a representative from the Zhao Family had competed against an artificially developed intelligence in chess. As the match progressed, his adaptability on the board astonished many players. The Intelligent Chess Player advanced from preliminary rounds to finals without anyone being able to match him for forty moves, already able to see through every flaw in his strategies.
When it came to artificial intelligence, an ordinary person could play about fifty games in a week. However, that Brother had fought hard for several hours, and in this human-machine Cosmic Bug War, humanity emerged victorious.
This was one aspect; another was when he was asked what interest he had in this hard-won competition.
He replied with a smile: "It was a hard-earned experience. I often replay the game in my mind; for me, it's become second nature. Although it is an Intelligent Chess Player, I am still grateful to its creators because at least they made me realize there are other players like me in this world. I won't be lonely anymore."
This was news from the Zhao Family, and that man was also Zhao Tingting's Great-Grandfather.
Grandpa's generation was still considered normal, especially since her father had become quite abnormal. By the age of five, he had an extraordinary memory, and by ten, he would speak in a long-extinct language from Earth, referring to his family as a colony from Outer Space.
This was certainly shocking news, especially since it had happened to his gentle father.
Zhao Tingting suddenly lifted her head, her pupils shining brightly. "I want to try."
"Hey, don't be foolish. This machine only brings pain. Let's think of another way; there are many ways to win."
Guo Yu interjected, his expression darkening as he removed the Claw from his head.
"I know you mean well, but I want to make a difference—not just as your girlfriend. I want to protect more people. God has granted me this ability... I want to protect them."
As Guo Yu was about to intervene again, he grasped her soft hand, but it felt rigid and unyielding.
He turned to look back at her, only to find her eyes hollow and empty. For the first time, Zhao Tingting defied his wishes, shaking off his hand and fastening the Claw onto her head. "No, don’t push me. I want to be myself... I've grown up too, Guo Yu. I understand you care for me, but if war comes and you continue to treat me with such tenderness, the consequences will not just be my death; it will be far worse. I can handle other things, but I hope you can understand this one. My mother was eaten by the Zerg; I don’t want to see more people like me suffer this fate... I'm sorry..."
Guo Yu stepped aside and nodded with a faint smile. "Alright, I understand. I respect your choice!"
"Start!"
Freyr connected the power to the chair and pulled down a protective curtain around it before calmly retrieving a thick hardcover book and beginning to read.
Once the power was activated, the girl in the chair began to convulse violently, her anguished cries echoing through the room.
Guo Yu gripped his elbows tightly and pushed his glasses up as he looked at the distorted face of the girl before him.
He then glanced over at Freyr, who was still reading, and his expression darkened significantly as he shouted, "Isn't it a bit late to be reading? If you can't continue, just end it."
"Once the experiment begins, it cannot be stopped; otherwise, it will damage the brain. I need to learn the process of this experiment right now."
"Then if you can't do it, why are you pushing her? You're going to drive her to death."
Guo Yu never expected this outcome. The curse words that had been stuck in his throat were about to burst out but quickly retreated. He just didn't want to let an argument affect the girl's emotions, and the one who would suffer directly would be the girl sitting in the chair.
"I can't do it, but that doesn't mean I can't learn. Fortunately, it's not complicated; I can still understand the formulas above."
Freyr flipped through the book quickly. Although it was thick, each page only covered a little detail, written in plain language that an ordinary person could understand.
The development of the brain region was achieved through a program automatically input by this equipment, and Freyr just needed to familiarize himself with the operation of the program.
"Alright, I get it. That's basically how it is..."
Freyr put down the book and took a deep breath, feeling a sense of understanding. There was still a lot of content left, and he didn't have time to appreciate it bit by bit.
Having familiarized himself with some basic operations, in his previous life, he had personally performed many surgeries on the battlefield, learning on the fly to master them. There was a chance of failure, but not many people died under his knife. He wasn't a real team doctor; at that time, the doctors had also perished in battle. He had no choice but to step up when needed, and in the end, he didn't die at the hands of the enemy but under his own scalpel.
Having gone through that experience, every subsequent surgery situation changed somewhat, and now this development was far less complicated than surgery.
He just needed to learn how to operate; he could fully trust the machine with the development.
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