Invade the World

  Chapter 399 The truth of everything

   Meng Zheng was **** and twisted on the ground like a caterpillar. Seeing his unfortunate appearance, Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but gloat.

   "Uncle Lin, is this a crime?"

   "No way, I couldn't help it for a while."

   Lin Mingyuan said.

   "Who told me to see this man's face and want to punch him. Since both sides are torn apart, I can't bear it anymore."

   Hearing this, Meng Zheng simply stopped moving. Apparently, he felt that he didn't need to suffer from flesh and blood.

   "I called you here to ask what to do with this guy."

  Lin Mingyuan sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed his hands to support his chin, looked at him quietly, his eyes were meaningful.

   "You saw him in the future, didn't you?"

  Xu Xiangyang nodded.

   "I see, no wonder you are familiar with him..."

   The man nodded thoughtfully.

   "Then I have a question, if I kill him now, will it create a time paradox?"

   is obviously talking about murder, but his tone is very understatement. If it wasn't for his current state of mind, I'm afraid it wouldn't be like this.

  Xu Xiangyang sighed with emotion, and felt that it was a little weird to hear the word "time paradox" coming out of the mouth of the scientist who was a scientist.

   "Not so much." He replied, "People always die, and, Uncle Lin, don't you believe in time travel?"

   "It's hard to say now. I don't want to miss even the slightest possibility."

  Xu Xiangyang pursed his lips in silence.

  Yes, he can understand the mind of a man.

  Lin Mingyuan has already paid a painful enough price to get to this point. Naturally, he will try his best to eliminate all unexpected factors.

   If a little detail falls short, all efforts and efforts will be in vain - once a person has such an idea, he will naturally start to dig into the horns.

"If you kill him now, the future will change, and the fate of Xingjie and I may indeed be different. Because the future Meng Zheng... died in our hands, and the specific time is when I travel back through time. The day before is ten years later.”

"understood."

  Lin Mingyuan scratched his hair.

   "No matter what, there must be a way to deal with him."

   It wasn't until this time that Xu Xiangyang suddenly realized that the other party probably had a plan.

   Lin Mingyuan called himself over, not to ask for his advice, but to show him "something".

   "You should feel lucky."

   The man leaned down and looked directly into Meng Zheng's eyes.

"I haven't used my abilities for nearly fifteen years. Ever since I was a student, I've sworn to myself that my abilities are too dangerous. In order to avoid being used by others and to ensure that I don't lose control, I will From now on, I will just be an ordinary person and live by my own mind and reason."

   "Although I never expected at the time, even if I gave up my ability, I still couldn't escape the fate of being used and out of control..."

  Lin Mingyuan sneered, his palms clenched into fists.

   "In any case, there is no need to hide things now."

  Xu Xiangyang was surprised. Also surprised was Meng Zheng, who was bound and his eyes widened.

   "Listen to what this means, Uncle Lin, are you..."

   He really thought that the other party was just an ordinary person, not even a spirit-connector.

   "Yes, I am a medium."

   "In other words, you can actually see me a long time ago?"

   "Of course." Lin Mingyuan said, "However, at that time, I felt that I needed to observe you for a while. After all, I couldn't let a stranger follow my daughter casually."

   After explaining Xu Xiangyang's question, the man turned his attention back to Meng Zheng.

   "I just happen to have the ability to deal with you. Although I broke my oath, this is the last attempt in my life, which is excusable... Anyway, it will not exist in this world in the future."

   After being surprised, Xu Xiangyang became more curious as he listened:

  What kind of ability does Lin Mingyuan have to allow him to say such a thing?

  If his father-in-law is actually a god-media level that destroys the world, this kind of worry is understandable, but judging from his previous performance, it is obviously not.

  If he has the overwhelming power from the gods, then most of the problems in the world are no longer problems, including other psychic mediums on earth, and threats from other worlds;

   And if it is Yelang's arrogant frog at the bottom of the well, it may be because of a little bit beyond ordinary people's strengths that this kind of self-indulgent idea arises.

   But Lin Mingyuan is not an ordinary person. Although he has been an ordinary person abroad for more than ten years, he has been working in the world's top laboratory engaged in research related to distant realms. He has seen so many psychic mediums, and this kind of "misunderstanding" cannot appear in him...

   "—I know how to deal with people like you."

   When Xu Xiangyang was puzzled, Lin Mingyuan had already started to "dispose" of Meng Zheng according to his inner thoughts.

   The corners of the man's lips rose slightly. His face became thin due to long-term fatigue and malnutrition, and the surface of his bloodshot eyeballs glowed with rainbow light in the dim room, making the smile he showed at this time also hideous.

  Lin Mingyuan stretched out his big hand and firmly grasped the opponent's chin like iron pincers.

   "Even if I kill you now, I'm afraid I still feel that I am dedicating myself to my ideals and die well, right?"

"Sorry, I won't give you this chance. I won't make you feel like a hero, like a martyr, I'll make your life miserable enough that you won't know the truth until you die, when you're dying When you think of everything, you resent yourself for why you have lived in this world..."

   "You'll die without resting your eyes."

   As if to vent all the anger, anxiety and pain that he had accumulated in his heart during this period of time, Lin Mingyuan said word by word, with a gleaming light behind him.

   Whether it is Xu Xiangyang or Meng Zheng, they can see clearly at this moment:

   A strange-looking evil spirit appeared.

   It is like a transparent, inflated pink hot air balloon, with crystal clear light flowing all over its body, and the dark room lacking light is like a deep-sea environment, making it look like a jellyfish floating in the sea.

   But compared to the smooth and beautiful jellyfish, as long as you get closer, you will find that the shell of this evil spirit obviously has a lot of folds, and the ravines and loops are continuous, more like an enlarged walnut...

   Of course, there is a more precise description:

   This is a glowing human brain.

  Under the evil spirits in the brain, countless slender floating animals spread out from the depths. I don't know whether to call them "nerve tissues" or "tentacles".

   The moment he saw the appearance of this evil spirit, Xu Xiangyang immediately got goosebumps.

  Yes, he has seen it.

   "—Isn't this... the evil spirit that appeared when Meng Zheng was killed by the monitor?!"

The human brain-like evil spirit floated slowly above Meng Zheng's head. Countless tentacles were like suckers on octopus tentacles, clinging to the youth's temple, forehead and neck. These tiny nerve plexuses penetrated down the nostrils, eye sockets, mouth and even the spine. ...they have only one target, and that is to erode the target's brain.

   Soon, Xu Xiangyang saw a lot of blue veins on Meng Zheng's skin, like countless parasites crawling underneath.

  The boy shuddered and turned his eyes away subconsciously.

   "...no...don't...don't!"

   Meng Zheng's eyeballs suddenly bulged out, and he let out a mournful howl.

  Lin Mingyuan even deliberately untied the rope on his arm for him. Meng Zheng had no idea of ​​running away at all, he just rolled back and forth on the ground with his face in his arms, howling.

   The sound obviously attracts the attention of others. But Lin Mingyuan just waved his hand, and the power of the evil spirits spread out—in Xu Xiangyang’s perception, the fluctuation was not strong, but it was enough to make the fragile power system fail—the whole hostel was plunged into an uneasy noise. , people were running and shouting in the corridor, so the sound in the room was temporarily engulfed by the sea of ​​noise; then, Lin Mingyuan turned his head and stared at Meng Zheng who was struggling in pain without saying a word.

  Meng Zheng's ten fingers tightly covered his face, and his fingernails and knuckles worked together, making several bloodstains on the skin, and the bone was deep in the wound. After half a sound, he stopped roaring, just squeezed out a few painful whimpers from the depths of his throat.

   It's not just the physical pain that tortured him, just listen to the murmur in his mouth now:

   "Don't...don't...don't...I don't want to forget...don't take my memory away..."

  ...that sounds pitiful.

   But now, rather than feeling overwhelmed by what happened to Meng Zheng, what shocked him more was Lin Mingyuan's psychic medium ability.

  Xu Xiangyang recalled several meetings with Meng Zheng, including the other party's speech and behavior, and now it has an unnatural taste in retrospect.

  Ten years ago, he was indeed a bit dazed in his personality, but compared to his fanaticism ten years later, his attitude was no different from that of a lunatic—it seemed like nothing.

   Is this all the result of the "fruit" that Lin Mingyuan planted today?

   "Looks like you've guessed it."

   Lin Mingyuan didn't look at him, and answered in a light voice.

   "Yes, my psychic abilities include mind control and memory tampering, which you can simply boil down to 'brainwashing'."

   "The effect of this ability is very weak, and it is useless for mediums above the second level. It can only be used to deal with ordinary people who have lost the ability to resist, and low-level mediums like him."

   "In addition, there are various restrictions: For example, it can only be effective on one subject at a time. Because to ensure the brainwashing effect for a long time, this evil spirit must lurk into the subject's brain, and I can no longer manipulate it. "

"The process of modifying memory is also not an easy task. The 'false memory' I planted can't go against his original character and principles of action. If his personality changes suddenly, not only the people around him will notice the anomaly— - And once there is a flaw, the ability will immediately fail."

   "The body of this evil spirit is extremely weak, let alone dealing with other evil spirits, even the change of the host's mental state may directly kill it..."

"In any case, even with these or other restrictions, this is still an extremely dangerous ability." Xu Xiangyang commented, "Once it is exposed, other psychics don't care whether your power can work on them or not, they will only Deal with your threat ahead of time."

   "Yeah, I understand that. Superpowers that affect other people's minds are common, but on top of that, the ability to tamper with memory seems to be unique to me."

   Lin Mingyuan answered in a deep voice.

   "So, I have to keep it a secret. Not just for others, but for myself."

  …

   After another half an hour, the evil spirit was lying on Meng Zheng's face, the young man's entire head was wrapped in dense tentacles, and a few tentacles came in and out restlessly near the auricle.

   Most of its body has been submerged into Meng Zheng's head, and it is about to merge with the youth.

   Meng Zheng no longer screamed, he was breathing steadily, as if he had fallen into a long sleep.

   It seems that his brain has been completely eroded and manipulated.

   "Then, what shall we do next..."

  Lin Mingyuan sighed deeply. Immediately, he stretched out his hand and began to try to use his power to rewrite Meng Zheng's will.

   During this process, Xu Xiangyang remained silent.

In the ten years after Lin Mingyuan left, Xingjie's life was not very happy. Meng Zheng really showed his face in front of them, and it was nearly ten years later: but now the only person Lin Mingyuan can use is Meng Zheng, which can be imagined. He did prepare.

   What kind of memory did he plant?

   "First of all, it is the most important point: it must be ensured that the information related to Lin Xingjie, the divine medium, and the artificial medium manufacturing experiment will not be leaked out."

  Lin Mingyuan didn't mean to hide it. While he was operating, he was talking to himself, as if he was telling it to the only insider present.

"With my ability, the effect can be maintained for about ten years. Considering his selfish character, orders of this level should be accepted. Moreover, I see the reaction of the group of people, Meng Zheng should not have said it to them completely. To be honest, so there is still room for recovery... If the matter here has been known by the stargazing society, there is no need for me to struggle."

I see.

  Xu Xiangyang sighed.

Right now, the group of people that Meng Zheng brought have already come to the door. If there is no interference from others, Xingjie will definitely take it away in a short time, and there is no chance to ask for help from the outside world; and now the girl who is still a primary school student, and As the mother of ordinary people, she will not have the ability to resist...

   Therefore, he could only use Meng Zheng to stop it.

   This is indeed something that has to be done.

  Time passed by. In the unbearable silence, Lin Mingyuan was sweating on his forehead and his lips were trembling. Obviously, the process of manipulating memory was equally exhausting to him. After a long period of thought, he wrote down the second "order" rooted in Meng Zheng's subconscious.

   "The second rule... You cannot destroy or interfere with the lives of Lin Xingjie and Lin Suya. The only thing you can do is to 'observe'."

   This is a [safety valve] set up to prevent Meng Zheng from going out of control and taking extreme actions.

  Since Lin Mingyuan wants to use Meng Zheng, this is naturally indispensable.

Xu Xiangyang recalled what happened in the past. Although Meng Zheng did show an extraordinary obsession with Xing Jie's existence, to the point of being disgusting, he did not try to hurt her, not even close to the girl. , on the contrary, communicate more with yourself.

  …

  Unconsciously, a faint light began to penetrate through the closed curtains, illuminating the small corners of the dimly lit room.

……Its daybreak.

  Xu Xiangyang, who was watching Lin Mingyuan using his abilities attentively, fell into a strange trance when he inadvertently realized that the whole night had passed.

   He realized that at this moment, he was so close to the truth.

  As the memory planted by Lin Mingyuan gradually took effect, what happened in the ten years that "has not happened" belonged to Lin Xingjie's past-its overall outline was finally outlined little by little.

   (end of this chapter)