Genetic Experts in the Age of Reiki

Chapter 249 Controlling Bao Shimao

After a while, Lin Huai received the elixir.

"Two Awakening Pills, Bao Shimao didn't lie." Lin Huai could tell at a glance whether they were Awakening Pills or not.

Then use No. [-] to test, and there is nothing tricky in it.

That's right, if he is still messing around at this time, even Lin Huai will get annoyed and kill him directly.

Since it's fine, it must be swallowed.

Lin Huai picked up the elixir and put it in his mouth. The medicinal power gradually exerted in his body, and his spiritual strength gradually increased.

Xingshen Pill was useless to Bao Shimao, who was already at the second level of spiritual power, but it was still very effective against Lin Huai, who was still at the first level.

Although Lin Huai is also practicing meditation, after all, it is a fragment, only one-tenth of it. There is a little effect, and the overall effect is really not good.

So, after practicing for a while, Lin Huai threw it away.

Practicing qigong, there is no joy in taking medicine.

People who encounter bottlenecks or have no resources will choose to practice qigong. If you have a lot of resources, why waste all your time.

Two pills of awakening spirit pushed Lin Huai's first-order mental strength to the peak.

The familiar feeling of bottleneck reappeared, and it was stronger than before.

Seems to be a more persistent bottleneck than before.

Lin Huai was helpless. Bottlenecks were usually caused by people with poor talent. The better the talent, the smoother the path of cultivation, there would be no bottlenecks at all.

And myself, when I broke through the first level, I encountered one, and after breaking through the bottleneck of the second level, I was even more stubborn.

How bad is this body's mental talent?

Forget it, don't want this.

Lin Huai shook his head.

The bottleneck is there, and there is nothing to do.

After I develop a fifth-level or higher gene potion formula in the future, this mental problem will naturally be solved.

The problem now is to control Bao Shimao.

The second-level mental power is actually the same as Lin Huai's control of the great martial artist. It cannot be used directly, but must be controlled to suppress his resistance.

Think so.

Guo Cang, who was sitting cross-legged in the dark room, stood up suddenly, closed his breathing, opened the medicine bottle, and quickly stuffed the bottle into Bao Shimao's mouth.

"Huh? Mmmmm!"

Bao Shimao was stunned at first, not knowing what was happening, but soon he realized that they were feeding him poison.

Instead of parasites, use poison?
I'm going to you huh huh huh!
Unfortunately, the mouth of the bottle was roughly pressed into his throat, and he couldn't vomit even if he wanted to. He could only watch the liquid enter his body.

Then, he passed out.

This big bottle of anesthetic was poured down, and with Bao Shimao's physique, he couldn't wake up for four or five days.

Woke up probably starving to death.

Of course, Lin Huai didn't let him die, but just suppressed his spiritual power.

This is different from controlling a great martial artist. The first-level mental power controls the second-level mental power. If Lin Huai resists even slightly, he will suffer a strong backlash.

This kind of backlash is likely to seriously damage his spirit, so Bao Shimao's active resistance must be suppressed, and it is best to suppress even instinctive resistance.

This is why Lin Huai used such a large dose, which was calculated precisely by him.

It can make Bao Shimao completely paralyzed and lose his active and passive resistance, but it will not directly turn him into a vegetable.

Anesthesiologists in hospitals do similar work.

It can be said that Lin Huai is now a skilled anesthesiologist.

But one is for intravenous injection, and the other is for direct irrigation.

Seeing that Bao Shimao had completely passed out, Lin Huai got up and rushed towards where the two of them were.

There were no surprises and the arrival was very smooth.

"Master." Guo Cang saluted respectfully.

"Be careful in the future. You, a great martial artist, didn't realize that he still had mental power from the beginning to the end. I'm really surprised." Lin Huai said lightly.

"Yes." Guo Cang's face turned red with shame and guilt.

Of course he knew that the supernatural beings of the Alien Administration Bureau were strong in mental power and supernatural power, but who made the whole arrest process so smooth that he subconsciously thought that Bao Shimao was nothing more than that, and that his mental power was nothing to him at all. I didn't pay attention to it.

If you think about it carefully, if the master hadn't taught him how to bind him, if the master hadn't given him anesthesia, he might not be Bao Shimao's opponent at all, let alone arrest him.

Lin Huai looked at the comatose Bao Shimao, without any hesitation, checked him repeatedly, and tentatively attacked his mind with mental power, but there was no movement at all, and no tendency to fight back.

Only then did he feel relieved, released a thick soul chain, and rushed towards Bao Shimao.

Entering his mind and passing through a thin film, Lin Huai felt as if his chains were trapped in a small quagmire. No matter which direction he moved, he would feel an obvious resistance.

The resistance is not strong, but it is there.

This is Bao Shimao's spiritual sea. Compared with the first-level spiritual power, the second-level spiritual power is not only wider but also much denser.

If Bao Shimao was very conscious, or had passive senses, he could break Lin Huai's chains with just a little thought.

After all, his mental strength is stronger than Lin Huai, and this is his home court.

It's a pity that the current him doesn't have any consciousness, so he can only let the black chain, a foreign object, walk freely in his extremely private spiritual sea.

clack.

When the sound of the link sounded, Lin Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no danger, the link is successful, the calculation is so accurate, the possibility of error is extremely small.

"Wake him up." Lin Huai stood up and patted Guo Cang on the shoulder.

Without further ado, Guo Cang opened Bao Shimao's mouth again, and poured the antidote of the anesthetic into it.

A moment later, Bao Shimao, who had passed out, made a faint sound.

"Cough cough."

It feels like just waking up, but the body is not as relaxed as when I just woke up, but is very heavy, as if it is not my own.

Bao Shimao's eyes were confused and he looked around. Although he fell asleep for a while, he felt like he had slept for a long time.

When he saw Lin Huai standing there, the confusion in his eyes disappeared immediately.

Struggling to stand up, but there was no strength in my legs, and with a bang, I fell heavily to the ground.

But it was nothing. Such a fall made him recover a little. He stabilized his body, knelt down, and shouted to Lin Huai with great respect:
"Owner!"

"Get back down." Lin Huai nodded and responded.

"Yes."

Not long after, Bao Shimao stood up again and moved his hands and feet in place. Judging from the situation, he was basically back to normal.

Seeing that he was back to normal, Lin Huai smiled and said to him: "Tomorrow, replace all your more than 3 mission points with refreshing pills, and then bring them to me."

"Yes." Bao Shimao's face twitched, his body instinctively resisted, but his mouth was still very respectful.

(End of this chapter)