Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 219 Lost and Hypnosis
"Hehe, I won't give it to you! You'll have to beg me!"

On the noisy plane bound for northern Beijing, Zhai Da, who was making the most of every moment to review his studies, frowned.

He was in the window seat, and in the middle sat a mischievous little monkey who had been wriggling around like he was seriously ill ever since he boarded the plane. He would kick the tray table in front of him and jump on the seat, his shoes brushing against Zhai Da's pants several times.

At this moment, the mischievous brat suddenly took the small cup of cola from Zhai Da's table and drank it himself, while also constantly provoking him in a cheeky manner.

Zhai Da glanced at it sideways, then stopped paying attention.

For this kind of "creature", communication is meaningless.

As a result, the child became even more aggressive, drinking Zhai Da's cola and trying to snatch Zhai Da's book!

He reached out to grab it, and the pages were ripped apart with a rustling sound.

Zhai Da:
The "feud" probably started when the boy insisted on sitting by the window during takeoff, and Zhai Da refused the offer to switch seats because he didn't want to be recognized by fans and getting autographs would be too much trouble.

Turning my head, I saw the boy's father sitting in the aisle, wearing an eye mask and snoring for a long time, showing no intention of paying attention.

Just then, a flight attendant pushed a cart of drinks past. Zhai Da raised his hand, and the child immediately became obedient, pretending to be well-behaved.

That wretched little devil, and so cunning.

"Sir, is there anything you need?"

"Give me a Coke, a new cup."

"Ok sir."

A moment later, the plastic cup was handed over, and Zhai Da put it back on the table. Sure enough, after the flight attendant left, the little devil started causing trouble again: "This cup is mine too!"

Zhai Da turned the pages of the book and said calmly, "Your dad will beat you in a minute."

Perhaps Zhai Da finally couldn't hold back and spoke, because the little devil became even more excited.

The kid grabbed the cola with his left hand and tried to snatch Zhai Da's book with his right, this time successfully getting it in his grasp: "Want it? Beg me! Beg me and I'll give it to you."

Zhai Da sighed, turned around, reached into his breast pocket, and took out an old pocket watch.

Perhaps because such things are rare, the kid instinctively stared at them.

Zhai Da said, "How about we play a game? Look at this pocket watch."

A metal chain dangled from his palm, and the pocket watch fell from his hand, swaying slightly in front of the little devil.

5-4-3
As Zhai Damo counted down, at the very last second, the little devil suddenly froze, becoming completely still.

Zhai Da, on the other hand, had time to act as he pleased.

In the first 1-2 seconds, I took back my book and smoothed out the creases.

In the third second, Zhai Da extended two fingers and flicked the child's cola cup.

The cola was spilled precisely onto the little devil's father's belly. Because the area was large enough, not a single drop fell on the seat or the floor; it was all absorbed by his white shirt and down jacket.

In the 4th second, put the Coke cup back in the little devil's hand.

In the fifth second, he put away his pocket watch, continued reading, and nothing happened.

The little devil regained consciousness on time, and then heard his father's exclamation behind him.

"Fuck! What the hell!"

The man lifted his blindfold, and there was his son holding a Coke cup.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!!!"

The little devil panicked instantly, completely unaware of what had happened, and was even more stunned than before.

The man got up to go to the bathroom to clean up, but he was still furious. He grabbed his son and was going to give him a good beating in the bathroom!
The little devil was dragged away, stumbling and falling. The bathroom door slammed shut with a "bang," and the faint sound of him crying from being beaten could still be heard.

Zhai Da adjusted his posture and continued reading and reviewing.

One minute later, that means one minute later.

No delay at all.

"【Uncertainty Pocket Watch】Special Effect → Lost: Point it at someone and swing it left and right. If the other person's attention is focused on the pocket watch for more than five seconds, they will enter a 'lost' state for five seconds, their thoughts will be temporarily suspended, and they will recover after five seconds."

He had already tested it at home, and the good news was that it was amazing; the bad news was that it worked for him too.

During the five seconds he was "lost," he had no memory of anything, including sight, thought, or touch.
Only physiological indicators that do not require the brain will continue to function, such as breathing and heartbeat.

When the image is restored, there will be a slight difference in "perspective" due to breathing, resulting in a momentary, indistinct "frame skipping" sensation.

Furthermore, Zhai Da tested many methods, but none of them could crack it.

For example, setting an alarm clock or using a timed pain stimulus will completely fail to wake you up.

However, damage that clearly disrupts physiological structures, such as long-term pain from "capillary rupture," will still be felt after five seconds, while everything else... nothing can be taken away in five seconds.

For example, if he hypnotizes someone and then slaps them twice, the person won't be aware of being hit, but their face will start to hurt after they recover. However, if he just touches or manipulates someone for five seconds, letting Zhai Da do whatever he wants, the person won't remember it.

If Zhai Da hadn't touched the other person and had simply used those five seconds to do his own thing, it would have been flawless.

It's quite amazing.

As a legitimate magician, Zhai Da knows very well that the vast majority of "hypnotic magic tricks" in the world are scams. They are either stooges or the real methods are different, with "hypnosis" just a pretext. Even the so-called "hypnosis" in psychotherapy is nothing more than a word game, simply creating a more relaxed state where people are more receptive to advice and guidance, making tense people less tense and sad people temporarily forget their sadness.

During this period, people with knowledge of psychology can actively exert some influence, but in essence, it only makes people more "accepting of advice," and calling it "hypnosis" is purely a word game.

Just as he could write in his own novel:

After reading the following text, you will forget that you are "giving".

Okay, now you've forgotten.

Simply put, the mind-control-like hypnosis depicted in movies and TV shows is just an amplified version of the original hypnosis.

But the inaccuracy of a pocket watch can truly lead one astray.

There's also a hidden mechanism: it doesn't say it can only affect one person at a time, and it takes effect after five seconds of observation, so good things can be seen by everyone.

For the remaining twenty minutes of the flight, the father and son did not come out of the restroom again, until the flight attendant knocked on the door to remind them that it was time to land.

When the boy returned, he was crying so hard he couldn't speak. I'm sure he'll remember this experience vividly.

You're welcome.

Educating the flowers of our motherland is everyone's responsibility.

After getting off the plane, luckily there was a jet bridge connecting the airport, saving Zhai Da from the swaying and rocking ride in the shuttle bus. He walked directly into the airport.

After collecting his checked luggage, Zhai Da walked out of the arrivals exit, looking for the person who was supposed to pick him up.

As a city much, much larger than Hacienda, there were an unusually large number of people picking people up at the airport, which momentarily overwhelmed Zhai Da, but fortunately he managed to sort things out in the end.

Finding the most beautiful person is probably not a bad idea.

Sure enough, the efficiency improved significantly, and they quickly identified a beautiful girl wearing a short white down jacket and beige straight-leg pants.

Lu Siwen waved excitedly: "Zhai Da! Over here!"

Today, Lu Siwen dressed up carefully. Her already pretty face was lightly made up, and she wore a white outfit with a camel-colored scarf and a soft painter's hat. She stood out among the crowd of people who were mostly dressed in black to greet her at the airport.

Zhai Da stepped forward: "Long time no see. Peking University must be far from here."

Actually, Lu Siwen didn't need to come today, as someone from the wind tunnel project was there to pick him up, but Xiao Lu still didn't give up any opportunity to meet him.

"How did you get here?"

Lu Siwen: "Taking the subway"

"I remember you have a car?"

My parents have already provided me with a house worth millions, so it's normal for me to have a car.

Lu Siwen gave an awkward, sheepish laugh: "I only realized today that it wouldn't start. I called my dad, and he said the battery was dead."

She got her driver's license earlier than Zhai Da, and went there right after finishing the college entrance examination, while Zhai Da was busy building Utopia.

But this car has never been driven once since the start of the school year.
Just then, another person squeezed in from the side: "Excuse me, are you Master Zhai? I'm Huang Kai."

Very good. In addition to "Student Zhai" and "Teacher Zhai", Zhai Da now has another title: "Master Zhai".

The visitor was a man in his thirties. Zhai Da shook hands with him and said, "Hello."

Huang Kai thought to himself that although he was mentally prepared, it still felt abstract. This "technical flying knife" from Harbin Institute of Technology was a bit exaggerated for a young person.

Eighteen or nineteen years old? Are you sure you're not mistaken?
What is he doing at his age? Forget being a skilled technician, he can't even handle his own hands properly.
Huang Kai tries his best not to show it on his face; even if there are doubts, he doesn't have the right to speak out.
Zhai Da asked, "What are our plans?"

Huang Kai said, "It's almost time to get off work today. You don't need to go to the base yet. I'll take you out for a meal to welcome you back, and then I'll take you to the guesthouse. If there's anywhere you'd like to go, I can show you around."

Although the technical support came from outside, Zhai Da was not a leader or CEO, and there was no elaborate setup of four or five people.

Within this system, he is not a bestselling author, a public figure, or even a top scorer; he is simply a skilled technician.

Since it was the first time the two parties had dealt with each other and they didn't know each other, it was already a very good courtesy for someone to come and pick him up and even take him for a few strolls around northern Beijing.

As Wan Chunrong said, this is indeed not a classified project, so there is no closed management, and the accommodation is in a nearby guesthouse.

Zhai Da had no objection and nodded, saying, "Then let's go. Can my friend come with me? I can pay for the meal."

Huang Kai quickly waved his hand: "No way! That would be embarrassing for us! We didn't know your girlfriend was in Beijing."

Just as Zhai Da was about to explain, Xiao Lu shook her head proactively: "Zhai Da and I were high school classmates."

Huang Kai looked at Lu Siwen's hands, one hand pushing Zhai Da's luggage, the other subconsciously tugging at Zhai Da's sleeve.

Thinking to myself, "Your high school classmate is actually a pretty nice person."
Little Deer asked, "What star rating is the guesthouse where Uncle Huang and Zhai Da are staying?"

In her mind, a guesthouse was a very old and cramped place.

Huang Kai's expression stiffened. He thought to himself, "If I just put a star on it, wouldn't I be calling it a 'hotel'?"
Wait, what did you call me?
Although there are many impressive "guesthouses" in northern Beijing, none of them include the one arranged for Zhai Da; that was a genuine "guesthouse."
One reason is its location in the suburbs, and the other is its limited funding.

The shock tunnel project team was not well-regarded, and funding and resources were tight. They had to be extremely frugal with every penny they had, so the standards for hospitality were strictly limited.
Zhai Da quickly patted Lu Siwen's arm, meaning to stop talking, and that it's better not to say it to her face.

Huang Kai could only say, "Well, the conditions are limited, please forgive me."

Lu Siwen suddenly turned to Zhai Da and said, "Zhai, why don't you stay at my place? You can drive the car once it's fixed. Anyway, I usually stay in the dorm so I won't bother you. The house there has never been lived in before, it's very clean!"

(End of this chapter)