As Yun Ruoxi fell unconscious.
In the dim training ground.
The air suddenly shattered like a jigsaw puzzle, revealing densely packed, mysterious blue character strings.
The entire world instantly collapsed under the torrent of blue strings, and Yun Ruoxi’s figure dissipated into white light.
Like a display screen that had its power button pressed, the entire world returned to a void of nothingness.
Time rewound to over ten minutes earlier.
Inside the Central District laboratory.
A massive “door”-shaped machine was spinning at high speed. A continuous stream of blue particles overflowed from the door frame, weaving a layer of illusory blue film inside the door like a loom.
In the middle of the “door frame,” a massive culture tank was lodged.
The blue-haired girl was held high with her arms raised, trapped tightly inside.
Her head hung low, her face pale, her brows tightly furrowed. Her entire body was enveloped by that layer of illusory blue film, as if she were experiencing an extremely terrifying nightmare.
“The subconscious, the anchor point of a person’s true self. Here, there are no lies or deceptions. What flows are the first instinctive thoughts from a person’s mind.”
Beside the machine, Dr. Forefinger stroked the control console, his face full of emotion mixed with a trace of petty resentment:
“And the subconscious manifestor… can amplify subconscious activity, causing it to form a tangible mental world, thereby confirming the completion level of personality reshaping and the psychological state of the brainwashed individual… My senior brother actually turned that unrealistic theory into reality.”
This subconscious manifestor could be considered a derivative product of the personality reshaping project from over a decade ago. Its principle came from another project leader at the time.
His senior brother, Dr. Middle Finger.
Back then, Dr. Forefinger did not hold much hope for the practical application of this theory. After all, manifesting the subconscious was a problem the Empire had failed to solve for thousands of years.
He never expected that in just over a decade, his stubborn senior brother had actually overcome it.
Moreover, the Saint’s hand had transported such a massive prototype machine here ahead of time.
This indicated that the other party had not impulsively decided to change the subsequent test content but had planned this long in advance.
Didn’t that mean the Saint’s hand didn’t trust him!
Could it be they thought his personality reshaping was flawed?
Or perhaps… they had noticed the little tricks he had secretly played in Ye Lan’s subconscious?
Damn it!
Dr. Forefinger cursed inwardly.
At this point.
With the appearance of the Saint’s hand, the massive machine erupted with blue light. Yun Ruoxi’s subconscious was manifested, transforming into a blue light screen that appeared above the control console.
The Saint’s hand’s projection appeared beside Dr. Forefinger.
“Begin. The subconscious world has been manifested!”
Following the script set by the Saint’s hand, the girl believed she had woken up in the treatment capsule and limped her way toward the training ground.
Every action in the subconscious world stemmed from instinct and could not be faked. Even her thoughts were her immediate, internal reactions, which would be extracted and played by the manifestor.
This was the terrifying aspect of the subconscious manifestor.
Even the most skilled spy at disguise and acting, or even a star energy user proficient in powerful disguise abilities, could not lie before this machine within their subconscious.
After all, a person can deceive others and even deceive themselves.
But the prerequisite for self-deception is that the person knows from the start that it is a lie they are telling themselves.
And the moment they have the thought of deceiving themselves, it immediately manifests in the subconscious.
Therefore, the girl waking up and directly heading to the training ground to await orders was her immediate reaction, an instinct engraved deep into her subconscious through personality reshaping.
This proved Dr. Forefinger’s personality reshaping was indeed successful.
A slight smile tugged at the corner of Dr. Forefinger’s mouth.
But only for a moment, because he knew this was just the beginning. The real test was yet to come.
Sure enough, after the girl arrived at the training ground, the second phase of the script began.
The Saint’s hand knew Yun Ruoxi liked Lin Zhen, even to the point of being willing to betray the battle camp for him.
So they specifically set up the test of killing Lin Zhen, intending to confirm Yun Ruoxi’s state through the most extreme command.
This image of Lin Zhen was extracted from Yun Ruoxi’s subconscious, the Lin Zhen as she saw him.
Facing this “real” Lin Zhen, Yun Ruoxi visibly hesitated for a moment. The machine then played her instinctive mental thoughts.
‘Who is he?… So familiar, but I just can’t remember. Could he be someone I know? It hurts, I can’t remember…’
‘Forget it. No matter who he is, he is my target. The doctor told me to kill him, so he cannot live!’
‘I must… complete the doctor’s order. The Saint’s hand’s mission. I am… the Saint’s hand’s weapon.’
As the words fell, Yun Ruoxi’s gaze sharpened, turning icy cold. Killing intent spilled out as she brutally killed Lin Zhen.
While Yun Ruoxi’s first thoughts once again confirmed the success of Dr. Forefinger’s personality reshaping…
It also instantly made him break out in a cold sweat.
Because this segment of mental thoughts, which could prove the personality reshaping was successful, conversely conflicted with the very nature of the personality reshaping itself.
If the personality reshaping had truly been carried out as he claimed, Lin Zhen’s existence should not have been present in Yun Ruoxi’s subconscious at all.
Due to the replacement of her three-year experience in the abyss of death row, his existence should have vanished completely.
Yun Ruoxi should never remember Lin Zhen again.
Because from the very beginning, they had never met or shared any experiences.
They would become familiar strangers.
But now, Lin Zhen’s image had been extracted, proving Lin Zhen’s existence still resided within Yun Ruoxi’s subconscious!
The Saint’s hand turned to look at Dr. Forefinger and said calmly, “Dr. Forefinger, please explain.”
Dr. Forefinger’s mind raced. He smiled and explained:
“Their bond was too deep, deeply rooted in the subconscious. Even with experience replacement, a trace remains that is difficult to erase.”
“It’s like a grain of sand; no matter how finely you grind it, it still exists. But Saint’s hand, look. Even with Lin Zhen right before her, Ye Lan could kill without hesitation. This shows the personality reshaping has not failed.”
False. It was all false.
He was just taking advantage of the Saint’s hand’s lack of technical knowledge, lying through his teeth.
No matter how deep the bond, it would be useless before experience replacement. As long as the experience replacement was complete, Lin Zhen could not possibly still exist in Yun Ruoxi’s subconscious.
The real reason Lin Zhen still existed in the subconscious…
Was actually his backup plan to ensure that even if reclaiming Lin Zhen failed in the future, he could use Yun Ruoxi in a “beauty trap” to seduce Lin Zhen.
Yes, a beauty trap!
If force didn’t work, he planned to activate this backup plan and deliver Yun Ruoxi directly to Lin Zhen’s bed.
Then use that to threaten Lin Zhen.
Your wife and child (questionable) are with the Saint’s hand. If you’re a real man, take responsibility!
Dr. Forefinger, with his endless clever little schemes, had performed another planned, unconventional maneuver for Yun Ruoxi today.