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"Old Black Serpent, that's normal. He's dealt with the Sarkaz before and was terrified by the Sarkaz king. It's normal for him to study Sarkaz witchcraft. I just didn't expect him to actually succeed."

Kal'tsit wasn't surprised at all that the old black snake would do such a thing. Ever since he was terrified by the Sarkaz king, he had been thinking about how to break the Sarkaz's sorcery.

"What we need to know most right now is whether this Originium Arts was activated internally or externally. If it was activated externally, then it must require some kind of signal station and node..."

"If it's an external startup, we should have already intercepted the signal. I've added the waveforms and characteristics of the Originium field effect to the monitoring list. Although it might not be able to crack it, at least we'll notice the abnormal waveforms..."

"So, it's activated internally. Hmm, Talulah, when will you hear him speak?"

"Fear, and also, anger..."

“Hatred and fear... that’s the kind of thing that old snake would do.”

Turning people into diodes is that old guy's favorite thing to do, just like Talulah, she has to be a saint.

If she becomes completely shaken or develops intense hatred, then the Black Serpent's Originium Arts will activate, beginning to affect her nervous system and making her increasingly extreme.

"I'm afraid we really need to find a demon king to eradicate the Black Serpent's Originium Arts..."

It's like overwriting a hard drive; regardless of whether Talulah is the real Talulah or not, she can be made into the Talulah that everyone knows—that's what makes the Demon King so terrifying.

"It affects the nervous system, but theoretically, this should be caused by the release of information stimulation to the nervous system through Originium Sympathy, right?"

Xia Lin thought for a moment, "And no matter what kind of information it is, it needs energy to be transmitted. The energy level of the Originium particles in the nervous system is very low, so he will probably need a considerable amount of time to implant this technique."

"In other words, if we implant some kind of detection device in Talulah's brain, and immediately cut it off once it detects abnormal sympathetic nerve impulse signals..."

"Theoretically possible, but do you have the surgical skills?"

"No," Xia Lin answered honestly. Neurology is not within the scope of veterinary medicine. Veterinarians never treat brain and mental problems—of course, who cares about the intelligence of livestock? Pigs are as smart as elementary school students!

"The old black serpent is not a king; he doesn't have the ability to build a royal court. Therefore, this influence cannot be as powerful as that of a demon king; it is a gradual process."

"So, if Xiaota has any problems, he'll be killed immediately, right?"

“Yes, Yelena, if I show any abnormality, please kill me immediately.” No one fears their own depravity more than a rationalist.

"Yes, I will. I must say, my opinion of you has changed slightly..." Not everyone can face death calmly, just to cut off the hand of some schemer.

"There's no need to be so pessimistic. As long as you, Talulah, continue to resist, the other party won't be able to successfully complete the mental infusion."

"The brain will instinctively delete unwanted memories and information, just as a person who has suffered a severe shock will instinctively forget that part of the memory. Regardless of how this neural memory is realized, as long as the data it writes is repeatedly deleted under your strong will to resist, it cannot affect you."

"That sounds too mystical. Forget it, I'll go back and think of my own way." Xia Lin said, indicating that the idea didn't sound very reliable.

Chapter 88 The Wind Blows Eggshells

Chapter 88

Pale blue gel rippled in the coffin-like chamber, occasionally bubbling up tiny bubbles that reflected a pale, conflicted face. "Does this stuff really work?" Talulah asked.

“Theoretically, yes.” Xia Lin tapped the tablet, holding a tubing with a needle in her hand. “Based on our current technology and ideas, it should be useful, but…”

"You may be in some danger of death, and even if you succeed, you may lose the ability to control Originium Arts, and it is not certain that you can be cured."

"Is that all?" Talulah breathed a sigh of relief. "It's alright. Originium Arts is only a part of power, not the whole thing. Even if I lose Originium Arts, I can still use that... Thermoblaster."

"Okay, get ready, it will hurt a lot..." Xia Lin inserted the soft tube in her hand into Talulah's arm, making her lie flat on the gel surface. "Hibernation diagnostic system activated..." The robotic arm quickly inserted sharp nerve-sensing needles into her neck and spinal cord.

The excruciating pain, like a spinal cord puncture, contorted Talulah's expression. Fortunately, the pain quickly subsided, and the gel spread out like ripples on water, causing her body to sink little by little until she was like an insect encased in amber.

"Cryogenic hibernation begins." The temperature gradually decreases, and the protective fluid is slowly injected into the blood vessels to prevent blood crystallization and maintain an ultra-low temperature liquid environment. At the same time, it also protects the cells from crystallization and rupture. Otherwise, cryogenic hibernation would turn into hypothermia and suicide.

"Start brain nerve scan" Old Xia's method is very simple. No matter what kind of Originium Arts the Black Serpent has, it relies on the human body's own energy supply, and the altered Originium particles will actively release signals to the nerves, which means that it is continuously consuming and releasing energy.

Normal, unaltered Originium contacts will stop or slow down their activity as the human body enters a low-temperature hibernation state. Then, the brain and nervous system are scanned and sensed. The parts that are still trying to exert a high degree of influence on the nervous system are the locations that have been altered by Originium Arts.

"It seems very effective?" Kal'tsit monitored the entire treatment process. "What's next? What are you planning to do?"

"No matter what method he uses, he ultimately needs to input information to the brain through the human nervous system. The nervous system transmits electrical signals through potential differences. In a dormant state, the activity of the brain and cells throughout the body slows down significantly, which means that the energy supplied by the blood is reduced. At the same time, the nervous system reacts less, and the brain's processing speed drops to less than one percent of its original speed."

"In this state, unless Black Serpent can remotely adjust the output power, these Originium particles will be exposed due to their abnormally high power and abnormal neural signal activity."

Xia Lin continued, "Next, we'll deal with this part of the nervous system and the Originium particles."

Do you have a surgical removal method?

"No, but I think the sorcery of the Black Serpent or the Sarkaz must also be achieved by amplifying the effects of their Originium through neural signals and then using a special Originium effect field to interfere with the resonance."

"You mean... the Sarkaz's sorcery and the Demon Lord's abilities aren't so easy to break."

“I don’t need to crack it either…” Xia Lin pushed several large Originium devices over. “Give me a hand. It’s like wiring. I don’t need to know how the wires are connected. I just need to cut them all with one snip. Unless that black snake can remotely repair hardware damage, otherwise…”

"Good idea. So that's why you said Talulah might experience Originium Arts going out of control?"

If the properties of the Originium particles on these nervous systems are changed, it means that while the Black Serpent cannot influence Talulah's nervous system through them, Talulah also cannot influence them normally through her own nervous system.

This positive and negative feedback is the cause of Originium Arts. If things go well, her Originium Arts will be greatly weakened; if they go poorly, they will become completely unusable; and if they go completely out of control, it's like you're trying to wipe your sweat, but instead you end up slapping yourself.

Originium Arts is an extremely dangerous thing; if this happens, Talulah might be burned to death by her own flames.

"Found it..." The nervous system is dormant, cellular life activities decline, and most of the Originium particles no longer work or enter a sluggish state without external stimulation and internal power supply.

At this point, the abnormal electrical signals and input electrical signals in Tarula's hippocampus, prefrontal cortex, pituitary gland, and parts of the visual and auditory nervous system became quite noticeable.

Normally, they are hidden within the body's normal nerve signals and are almost impossible to detect.

At this point, as the human nerve signals weaken and the exchange frequency decreases to one percent of its original value, the parts that are still continuously outputting weak electrical signals are clearly problematic.

Just like Lao Xia said, he doesn't need to know how to properly break the old black snake's skills; he just needs to destroy them.

Devices resembling laser heads moved deftly back and forth on Talulah's head, accurately using concentrated Originium field waves to bombard these lesion areas until the particles stopped abnormally emitting electrical signals.

Even with Kal'tsit's help, Talulah's treatment took a long time. After all, the brain is a very delicate thing, and if you're not careful, you can end up with a real Talulah.

The pituitary gland surgery, which manages hormone secretion and emotional conditions, is performed first. This is also the area where the Black Serpent Originium Arts are most concentrated. Next is the visual and auditory nervous system, which is relatively sparse, but relatively unimportant to the human body.

The most troublesome parts are the prefrontal cortex and the hippocampus. The former is in charge of higher-level consciousness activities in humans, while the latter is in charge of memory activities. If you are not careful, you may end up either being a fool or creating a patient with amnesia.

Fortunately, in animal experiments, the Originium Effect Field Beam has not yet been found to have a significant impact on the biological nervous system, at least not under such low-frequency, low-intensity irradiation.

If Kal'tsit's original laser treatment plan had been followed, the difficulty of the surgery would have increased several hundred times.

After a surgery lasting over ten hours, a follow-up neurosensory scan revealed no excess signal flow in Talulah's nervous system. Of course, the possibility of some dormant Black Serpent Originium Arts cannot be ruled out, but that's irrelevant.

While Originium Arts appear to be magic, they actually adhere to fundamental laws of physics and have their own operating modes and rules. In other words, once a part of it is destroyed, the remaining parts are unlikely to function properly.

It's like if you cut the switch wire, even the most skilled repairman can't turn it on for you using remote software repair, and the remaining hidden parts will probably remain hidden forever.

A few days later, Yelena, holding a small bowl, scooped out a spoonful of sticky nutritional paste and stuffed it into Talulah's mouth. Her swallowing function was fine, but her motor nerves might have been slightly disordered. Fortunately, the Terrans had good self-healing abilities, and she seemed to be recovering very well.

"Why not Alina?" Why is it Yelena with her cold face? These two are like ice and fire, irreconcilable.

"Because she has to cover your classes, explain to the kids where Teacher Talulah went, and keep an eye on the Reunion Movement members for you." So, only Yelena, who has less to do, takes on this part-time nursing job.

"Of course, you could also consider having Amiya or Red come. Do you need that?"

"No, let's forget it..." Little Donkey is only a little over 3 years old. It's impossible to expect her to take care of people while she's wobbling around. It's hard to say who will take care of whom in the end.

"And what did you feed me?" Talulah seemed to realize at this moment. This tasted terrible. Ursus military rations were already a prime example of bad food, but this stuff was even worse.

"Good question. You finally found it. This is a special nutritional paste made by the workshop. It is a synthetic food that does not contain any Originium or harmful ingredients. It is rich in nutrients and helps to inhibit the worsening of Oripathy and restore the damaged Originium particles in your brain."

"But it tastes awful!"

"Just a little technical adjustment," Yelena replied curtly.

"You really didn't hear that sound?" Yelena put down her empty bowl and, amidst Talulah's ghost-like expression, pulled a pistol from the bedside table. "If you can still hear it, please tell me. I'll give you a quick death for the sake of our friendship."

Should I say thank you?

"You're welcome." Yelena indicated that there was no need to be so formal. She treated the seriously wounded Ursus soldiers the same way; she never tormented anyone.

Meanwhile, behind the eastern blockade, inspectors in black armor and Ursus patrols, under the scorching sun, listlessly checked passersby, occasionally swinging their sticks and fists to find some amusement on these people who had to risk their lives to make a living near the blockade.

It wasn't until they saw a transport truck arrive that they perked up a little; the transport trucks coming from the other side of the blockade were all easy targets.

Whether it's civilians fleeing south out of fear or human traffickers smuggling infected people across borders, they are all easy targets.

However, they soon saw the sign on the vehicle: a cute little girl from Castor with her head tilted and tongue sticking out, giving a thumbs-up on one side, with the words "Amiya Transport" below.

"Stop, check!" The inspector, now back to his lazy demeanor, climbed into the cockpit. He was originally going to check what cargo was inside and whether there were any infected people there, but well—

"We did not smuggle infected people; they were all normal goods..."

"The usual?"

"Same as always, a little local specialty." A box was shoved into the officer's hand. Upon opening it, six golden liquid solvent bags were found inside. "Hmm, safe. Clear him!"

Amiya Logistics never smuggles infected people because everyone from the drivers to the escorts is infected. Compared to ordinary people who can't even squeeze a few bags of wheat out of them, they are the big spenders of various units on the front lines of the blockade.

They were given honey gift packages that were comparable to gold. Compared to real gold and silver, which required hiding and avoiding being discovered by superiors, honey was much simpler. Several officers would divide it up, and a little would be taken out and thrown into the kitchen. Everyone was happy and understood the situation without saying a word.

Moreover, during several inspections, Amiya Logistics was indeed very sensible and safe, never smuggling any contraband, only things like sugar, honey, flour, and pure Originium.

Coupled with the subtle hints from senior military officers, everyone felt that this might be a powerful company that would stop at nothing to extort money from within the blockade and blockade zones.

Of course, some people think that it might just be the white gloves of those high-ranking officers on the front lines. Otherwise, how could all those miscellaneous items looted and burned from settlements be turned into gleaming silver coins?

How can those embezzled military rations, flour, sugar, and fuel be transformed into cigarettes and wine in the hands of noble officers using pure Originium?

In this unspoken rule within the noble army of Ursus, which had gradually decayed over the centuries without any communication, everyone seemed to understand something yet also seemed to understand nothing, regarding Amiya Logistics' vehicles as "great, law-abiding citizens."

Sometimes, they might even try to curry favor with the higher-ups, hoping to get a few kind words from them.

Outside Lungmen, in the desert, Amiya Logistics' convoy quickly caught up with the Rhodes Island ship, which was sailing at a minimum speed. The ship opened its stern docking deck and elevator platform to allow the convoy to enter.

"Sugar!" Kroos rushed to the unloading area, where bags of honey piled up like walls of gold in the warehouse. Besides this, there were also large quantities of pure Originium and various processed foods from farms.

"How come there's only so little?"

"Sending goods across the desert to Longmen is difficult enough, and we don't have many vehicles. Otherwise, why would we need you to do the purchasing?"

On the Ursus snowfield, Lungmen Dollars were obviously useless, so Kroos received a request from Kal'tsit to go to Lungmen, Terra's largest trading hub, to purchase various supplies on a large scale.

Of course, in theory, Rembit can also procure supplies, and the price is actually a bit cheaper.

However, Rembitox was a little uneasy about Rhodes Island's presence and the existence of Babel Tower. Moreover, there was a crucial issue: some supplies were unavailable in Rembitox or any normal market.

For example, there are iron oxide raw materials and RAM ore, as well as a large amount of synthetic jade, although most of them are produced in Rembiton and Colombia.

However, you will find it very difficult to buy them in these two countries—they are regulated goods and are subject to strict controls.

But Lungmen is different. Lungmen is a free trade city. Free means that in Lungmen, you can trade weapons without anyone interfering, as long as you pay the commercial tax. You can even buy and sell magical drones.

Therefore, once the "recreational movement" entered Longmen, it was able to quickly equip itself with all the necessary gear—it has to be said that Lao Wei shot himself in the foot.