I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 211 Super God?

Sarutobi never expected that the other party would ask such a question, and his brain even went blank for a moment.

But then he realized a problem—

How did the other party figure it out?

Although the shirt has a small bell image on it, it's on the chest, and now, with the collar exposed, you can only see one at most...

and many more!

Sarutobi's gaze suddenly and involuntarily locked onto the alien gentleman, and then he saw that his collar also had a similar pattern, but instead of his own black print, it was a more conspicuous silver lettering!
"Wow! It's a limited edition silver version that only the top ten fans on the fan ranking can have!"

Sarutobi was genuinely shocked. He knew that Little Bell was popular, but it couldn't be so popular that even aliens were watching it, could it?
Gara naturally noticed the change in Sarutobi's expression. Although she felt a little embarrassed, she still chose to proceed according to plan and immediately said:

"Since you also like little bells, then there shouldn't be any problem. It's not easy to find someone with the same hobby among your clan..."

……

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" After interrogating all the naturalized soldiers, Gara returned to his office, feeling somewhat tired. Then he saw a group of researchers looking at him with strange eyes. The look was like when a policeman is interrogating a criminal and suddenly starts talking to the criminal about the latest anime series—no, not just like, that's exactly it!

Upon being looked at like that, the scales on his body immediately stood up, and he glared at them, saying:
"That was an interrogation strategy! Do you even understand what an interrogation strategy is?"

"Right, right, interrogation strategy, we haven't said anything yet!" Three-faced sighed, forcibly correcting the topic:
"So, what did you get out of the interrogation strategy that made you risk exposing your fetishes?"

"..." Galo glared at the three faces, then composed himself and said seriously:

"We've identified the problem, but we don't know why."

"Elaborate."

The three men turned on their recording devices and began to file their cases. The others also assumed a listening posture. Seeing the jury-like demeanor, Galo felt a wave of exhaustion, but still took out her notebook and began to speak:

"The mental state of all the soldiers was as if it had been refreshed. I don't mean 'neural signal reboot,' but rather their thought patterns. Their memories of that operation were as if they had been trained. The changes in their thoughts, emotions, tone of voice, and even the secretion of hormones in their bodies when they answered were very similar, to the point that it would be difficult to reproduce even with sophisticated equipment. I can even be sure that when I asked a related question, the possibilities that came to everyone's mind were the same."

At this point, Galo saw a researcher studying human physiology raise his hand, so he gave him a "please ask" look. "According to my research, human physiology is highly consistent. That is to say, humans are different from us, and it should be normal for them to give the same response when faced with the same stimulus. After all, the same experimental equipment and the same experimental design should yield similar results."

Faced with these words, Galo's expression turned a little strange. He didn't even reply directly, but turned to look at the three faces with an expression that said, "Is this guy from your experimental group?"

"Well, he just came from his home planet. He only did some theoretical research before." Sanlian was a little embarrassed, but Galo understood. Since he'd just arrived, he didn't have any powerful lineage; he was just a newcomer filling in the gaps. So Galo replied without hesitation:
"Perhaps you've been spending too much time with corpses. I suggest you take a walk around the concession area, ask a few random people the same questions, and see if their reactions are consistent."

After saying that, he ignored the newcomer and continued:
"This homogeneous response makes me suspect that they have been brainwashed, but what is even more unusual is that they are individualistic when they are not talking about that mission. Whether it is talking about eating habits, hobbies, or some private issues, everyone's reaction is different. Only what happened that night is special."

“This is indeed a problem.” The three-faced man’s expression also turned serious. He had also researched the technology of resetting a human’s personality, which was an upgraded version of neural signal restart technology. However, the personality reset in that way would be very different from the original personality and would be easily noticeable. A correction method that could only precisely affect a period of time or a single event was also difficult for them to achieve.

"It's not as simple as just a problem." Galo shook his head and said in a very serious tone:
"Have you ever thought that since a personality can be reset based on a single event, it's possible to set up other content?"

"Just tell me the conclusion." Seeing that Jialuo was being coy with a serious expression, Sanlian asked for the result directly.

Galo didn't care and said directly:

"What I mean is, what if the other side used the same method to plant a similar fragment in the minds of everyone in the concession, and then at a crucial moment, through methods such as broadcasting across all channels or even directly amplifying it from drones, to reshape their personalities, thereby causing hundreds of millions of people in the concession to have the same thought at the same time..."

"hiss……"

Now everyone present understood. They were all scholars of deities, and even if they hadn't done any practical work, they had all read relevant theoretical literature and naturally understood what conditions were needed for the birth and growth of deities.

If such a hidden force truly exists, it means that the other party could create a super god that gathers the faith of hundreds of millions of people when needed!

"What to do?" All the questions in the world boiled down to one: Gara simply shrugged.
"I don't know. I don't even know how this thing works, how could I possibly know what to do? But the current situation of reduced pressure in the concessions and the orderliness of willpower is very likely preparation for this. The effective countermeasures at present are: first, to conduct a general survey, using keywords such as gods and faith to confirm whether the people have been affected; second, to increase the chaos of the willpower environment, making this land unsuitable for gods to live in; and third, to find the brainwashing nodes. This kind of thing can't be done one by one, there must be some kind of mechanism that can have a comprehensive influence on people in an area. We must find this mechanism..."

Sanlian memorized Jialuo's words, first sending a copy to his teacher, and then said:
"Could those graffiti with names like 'Ou Jin Jin' and 'Ou Mango' that we found before be part of this kind of brainwashing mechanism?"

"I don't deny the possibility, but I still maintain the view that 'this is a smokescreen,' because if my guess is true, then the other party should have already covered the entire concession area. It's impossible that they've only found a few items so far, let alone that they're all in Youta City."

(End of this chapter)