girl, you're wrong

Chapter 116 He Can't Be an Inner Ghost
The royal family information secret library.

After being checked, Wang Wanrou stepped inside and knocked on the bulletproof glass window.

The person on duty behind the window today is Old Man Wang, the oldest old man in the family, who is said to be over 150 years old.As for whether cloning technology or mechanical parts are used to replace aging organs, it is not known for the time being.In short, although he hanged himself with the black technology of the royal family, no one doubted his loyalty to the family.

After all, the whole clan has ideological stamps.

"It's actually Wanrou." Old man Wang was a little surprised.This little girl is usually super tired and lazy, and it is rare to see her enter the secret vault once a year, why did she suddenly come here today?

"I want all the algorithms of the eighth and seventh ranks." Wang Wanrou said.

"Oh, you are already at the eighth rank, right?" Old man Wang turned around tremblingly, and began to search in the vast bookshelf.

"It's all here." A few minutes later, he struggled to hold more than a dozen books, walked back slowly, and pushed the books through the gap under the window.

Wang Wanrou took the book silently, put it on the small cart beside her, and pushed it away.

Leaving the clan land, took a taxi at the door, transported all the books to Cheng Jinyang's house upstairs, and arranged them neatly in the cabinets in the study.

Miss Wang stood in front of the bookcase, silent for a moment, scanning the title pages of each book with her fingertips.

Say an order, and the other party agrees to form a contract, and it will be enforced immediately—this is the most superficial understanding of ideological stamps by outsiders.

In fact, the essence of the ideological seal has nothing to do with the contract, and the name "ideological seal" itself is not accurate enough.

Its real core is the mutual influence between minds.

Through a variety of high-level algorithms, this psionic ability can achieve a universal effect almost like a Swiss army knife.Such as hypnosis, communication, implanting memory, strengthening the will, controlling thoughts...

Miss Wang can even say disdainfully that, except for the freak of the Zheng family whose spirit directly interferes with reality, the effects of the bloodline abilities of all psychic families can be achieved by my thought stamp—it’s just that the calculation is a little more complicated than them.

Soon, she took all the books related to "Soul Connection" out of the bookshelf, and arranged them on the table in order of difficulty.

The one on the far left is the "Thought Interface," another use for the ability.It only needs to speak out the command for the other party to hear, and it can take effect without the other party's consent.

However, the function of the thought interface is also different from the thought stamp, it can’t restrict the target in any form, it’s just in the literal sense: create an interface on the surface of the target’s mental body, and create conditions for the subsequent further exerting of mental influence.

For example, telepathic communication.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly, Wang Wanrou took it over and saw that it was his father.

"I heard that you have been promoted to rank 8?" Wang Maohong asked bluntly as soon as he answered the phone.

"Yes." Wang Wanrou said.

"When did this happen?"

"Last week."

"It's much faster than the estimated speed of your genealogy identification."

"That was an estimate." Wang Wanrou said lightly, "It's normal for it to differ from reality."

"Well, it's a good thing after all." Wang Maohong didn't ask too much, "Are you still living outside?"

"Correct."

"When are you going to be back?"

"It depends on the situation." Wang Wanrou chuckled softly, "I'm afraid the Hui land is even more dangerous now, isn't it?"

Wang Maohong did not answer.However, silence itself was also an answer, so Wang Wanrou immediately understood that her uncle had already publicly attacked Jiankang.

Alas, it's time to fight again.

After hanging up the communication, Wang Wanrou sighed, put the books back on the bookshelf, and restored them one by one.

On the other hand, in the south of Jiangning District in Jiankang City, there are large-scale and dense scientific research institutes and many colleges and universities, and it is also the first choice for employment of college graduates from civilian backgrounds—although it is difficult for science and education workers in this world to make a fortune , but wages and jobs are very stable, and there is almost no risk of unemployment.

In the hospital in Jiangning District, Cheng Jinyang and Chu Qingqing successfully found the target ward, and saw Chu Debiao sitting silently by the glass window, inside was a little girl who was still in a deep coma, fixed by restraint belts.

"Qingqing?" Seeing his cousin coming to visit, Chu Debiao was a little surprised, but soon calmed down again.

"Cousin, let's come and see you." Chu Qingqing said in a low voice.

"I have a heart." Chu Debiao smiled wryly, nodded his head in thanks, and turned his eyes to Cheng Jinyang next to him, "This is..."

Cheng Jinyang introduced himself: a son of a noble family, born in the Cheng family of the gods, Qingqing's current boyfriend.

Chu Debiao nodded, but he didn't show displeasure like Chu Qingqing's two elder brothers, but said with some emotion:

"Oh, Qingqing is a nice girl, but there will be some resistance from the family. If you really make up your mind to be together, you will have to overcome many difficulties in the future."

Sure enough, people from poor families do not have the "superior" arrogance of children from aristocratic families, which made Cheng Jinyang's first impression of him very good.Recalling that I had rashly and unreasonably suspected that he was an inner ghost, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Your sister, how is the current situation?" He asked with concern.

"The situation is not good." Chu Debiao shook his head, "At present, we can only slow down the deterioration of her body as much as possible."

"The poison of the puppet is not a toxin made of matter." Chu Qingqing explained softly, "It is closer to an energy field, which is difficult to observe and interfere, and will gradually assimilate normal humans into puppets. Once infected Deep, basically irreversible."

"Hmm..." Cheng Jinyang thought of Su Lili again for no reason.

If Su Lili hadn't been directly swallowed by a demon at that time, but had just been injected with poison...

Then maybe at this time, like Chu Debiao's younger sister, she will be imprisoned in a room that is guarded layer by layer, more like a prison than an intensive care unit, relying on various instruments to maintain her life, on the verge of demonization Dying.

And I, maybe like Chu Debiao, came here to watch her silently every day, outside the tempered glass window, helpless, heartbroken.

It's too cruel.

"Then, thank you for coming to visit her." Probably not in the mood to chat, Chu Debiao stood up from his chair, "I should go back too."

He is going back?Cheng Jinyang did a quick calculation. It took at least 40 minutes from the Hui nationality hospital here. Ah Zhi probably had searched his residence long ago, so there was no need to drag him here.

"Jinyang." Chu Debiao came to the edge of the stairs, turned around suddenly, and asked, "I remember you also naturalized from a poor family, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Cheng Jinyang asked doubtfully.

"It's okay, I just asked." Chu Debiao said with a smile, "After all, I am the same. The days before entering the family were not easy..."

He turned around and walked down the stairs: "This is a bastard world. So many people, like garbage, have been easily discarded..."

Cheng Jinyang, who was thinking of Su Lili just now, was made a little uncomfortable by his words (remembering Su Lili's death).After staring at the glass window for a long time, he let out a long breath of foul air.

"Don't take it to heart." Chu Qingqing said softly, "After all, he escaped from the north. He has suffered too much, so his personality is naturally a bit extreme. But after all, I, Mrs. Chu, have been kind to him, so I guess I shouldn't be an insider. "

As if he was going to slap her in the face, Yuan Zhi's phone call came quickly:

"Jinyang! There's something wrong with that Chu Debiao! We found the record of his connection with Wuchang's informant!"

(End of this chapter)