He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

Who can resist the urge to be a strict supervisor and keep a close eye on their arch-nemesis as they work frantically and relentlessly?

Then you can say to her: Does this scene look familiar?

Oh dear, when the gods sent you to the underworld to become a miserable dead person, I was the one supervising the process!

Lu Ming finally replied.

"We definitely need to manage it. After all, even when parents come home from get off work, they still need to check their children's homework progress on time. I'll take care of it then."

If she disobeys, there is a good reason to make her suffer.

Ishtar's personality clearly indicates that she was spoiled by a privileged family background and is a typical spoiled rich girl who lacks discipline.

This kind of girl has the fiercest temper.

Of course, he was simply referring to punishment.

There was no other meaning behind it.

……

Lu Ming couldn't really help much with the search for the earth's veins.

There's nothing he can do; he's just a novice who's only just started learning alchemy, lacking the professional foundation others have. While he might make some minor, creative breakthroughs, they're ultimately still not quite satisfactory.

Just the day before, Lu Ming wanted to promote the second version of the "Nibelungen Project" that he had personally improved within the team, and he even kindly explained that the side effects had been greatly reduced.

However, Ishtar and the others shook their heads with strange expressions, politely indicating their refusal.

Presumably, for those who can manipulate dragon veins, this method of increasing alchemical circuits within their bodies is far too simplistic!

He had thought his unique Nibelungen Project could break the bloodline monopoly of powerful clans, but now he realizes he was probably being naive.

The Nibelungen Project at this stage is only a usable prototype and needs further improvement!

We must unleash our unparalleled and groundbreaking wisdom to innovate the Nibelungen Project and take it to new heights!

"Now I'll say a few words."

After much deliberation and careful consideration, Lu Ming decided to focus on exploring the path of cultivation.

As for the matter of exploring the earth's veins, he had no choice but to become a leader who only talked and did nothing behind the scenes:

"First of all, I will not be in charge of your operations. Instead, I will stay here and wait for orders. I will also take the opportunity to optimize my alchemy training system. I need Francesca's help with this before I leave."

"Huh? What do I need to do?"

Francesca was somewhat surprised and curious about Lu Ming's intentions.

Unlike Ishtar and Ereshkigal, who had only been with the team for less than a day, she was still unaware of just how astonishing Lu Ming's cultivation philosophy was.

However, this person's mental state is far beyond that of ordinary people, so they might be even more excited to find out!

“I’ll tell you later. Ereshkigal, remember this: if the dragon veins are truly related to the underlying structure of the entire Nibelungen, then Odin will definitely not tolerate our interference. Therefore, the objective of this operation is merely investigation and exploration, not intervention!”

"Alright, Francesca, come here for a moment, let's talk alone."

After Ai Lei stepped out of the car, the graceful figure of the girl in the gothic dress approached, her steps swaying lithely, her eyes fixed intently on Lu Ming's perfect body:

"Can you tell me now? What is it? What is it? Ah! Could it be that you want that? You even deliberately sent everyone else away, you must be trying to use this opportunity to pry into the secrets of a girl's body, right?"

Francesca giggled, lifting her skirt with both hands, "Come and see—"

"Take a look at this!"

Lu Ming's voice interrupted her. In his hand lay an ancient mask with a mithril texture... a trophy from the fake Odin.

"I know you're good at creating illusions, so I need your cooperation... Hmm? Why are you lifting your skirt?"

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Francesca said casually, letting go of his hand, then suddenly felt bored. “So all you need to do is create illusions?”

In her long life, this kind of thing was as simple and uninteresting as eating and drinking.

"No, I want your illusions to invade my mind!"

Lu Ming said something that even Francesca was taken aback: "It requires distorting the brain's cognition to a degree that can be maintained even if the mind splits—you don't need any other sophisticated operations, you just need to construct the illusion!"

What does it mean?

Francesca blinked, completely baffled by this move. "Is he deliberately making himself schizophrenic?"

"To be precise, it's multiple personality disorder!"

Lu Ming said, "I need to use this mask as material to imagine another 'me' in my mind who plays Odin, so that I can review, familiarize myself with, and even learn Odin's fighting style over and over again!"

This is the way to quickly defeat Odin! It is also a brand new research direction for the Nibelungen Project!

Lu Ming's inspiration came from the pontine transection surgery, the surgery performed on the children in Black Swan Harbor in the original novel.

This surgery, which severs the connection between the left and right hemispheres of the brain, was originally used to treat epilepsy, but after Herzog's improvements, it allows patients to think independently using each hemisphere and demonstrate different talents.

In other words, the subject developed a dual personality.

Therefore, Lu Ming's idea was to use alchemy, combined with Francesca's illusionary abilities, to artificially create other personalities within the brain. If science can do it, there's no reason why alchemy can't!

Francesca's pupils trembled.

Creating multiple personalities through alchemy... isn't that just Atlas's alchemical technique of "split thinking"? That's even older than Einzbern's alchemy.

If Lu Ming's alchemy is truly capable of such skill, why did Ishtar previously say that he was a novice who had just learned it?

Oh my god, this woman is dishonest, she definitely deserves to suffer!

P.S. After watching the new FGO storyline, I was surprised to see the appearance of Urd, one of the three Norn goddesses, a Norse-themed rate-up. It seems like the Norse mythology's "fate" is about to make its appearance.

PS2. A hypothesis circulating in the magic world is that the three Fates are not deities with their own personalities, but rather mechanical rules created by the gods to operate the abstract concept of "fate".

Regarding Urd in mythology: In the Norse mythological worldview that "even the gods are trapped in the cage of fate," the three goddesses are more like a system of world rules, above ordinary gods.

(Odin: Do you know? I was actually corrupted by the will of Heaven. It wasn't this chaotic world that ruined me, but the will of Heaven!)

Volume 1: Chapter 19 Persona! Odin!!

"Come on, I'm ready!"

Lu Ming's expression was serious. He closed his eyes, gave a low shout, and then covered his face with a silver mask.

Actually, apart from being hard and durable, Lu Ming didn't feel that the mask he knocked off the fake Odin's face was anything special.

Upon closer reflection, even if a mask truly possessed the ability to transform like Chu Zihang's, Odin wouldn't readily lend his power to an enemy like him.

If we really give it to this guy who's been struggling for decades, wouldn't we be digging a hole for him?

Lu Ming did this more for the sake of a sense of ritual, or to enhance the psychological suggestion. He subtly moved his mind, and simultaneously imagined himself as Odin…

A silver iron mask covered his face, and he wore heavy armor with intricate metallic patterns. A sky-blue cloak fluttered in the wind, and he held a curved spear in his hand, its trajectory like a shooting star streaking across the sky. His bright golden single eye was like a beacon, illuminating the night.

This is the role-playing method!

After all, they had been fighting each other for decades, and Lu Ming was already very familiar with Odin's image.

"Hehehe, now that you're ready, I'm coming!"

The eerie laughter of the girl in the gothic dress rang in his ears, accompanied by warm breaths and strands of soft hair brushing against Lu Ming's cheek.

As Francesca finished speaking, the illusion surged into Lu Ming's mind, and his entire consciousness instantly seemed to sink into the deep sea, plummeting in the stagnant water!

After a moment, the suffocating and constricting sensation subsided, and Lu Ming opened his eyes—

No, he didn't open his eyes in reality; he was merely in a lucid dream-like illusion. But the weight of his armor, the mystery of the dark gold inlaid runes, and the coldness of the Eternal Spear were all incredibly real.

It seems he really succeeded in playing a role called Odin.

This is the "advantageous environment" that Francesca created specifically for him.

Lu Ming muttered to himself, "Next, it's my turn."

The Nibelungen Project, version three, is launched!

This time, it's an experiment to modify the brain's neural alchemy circuits for the treatment of split personality!

Multiple personality disorder, also known medically as dissociative identity disorder (DID), is characterized by its unique brain structure and neural pathways.

In summary, the essence of this type is that the activation patterns of brain regions are completely different when switching between different personalities.

It's like the same phone that switched directly from the Android system to the Apple system.

Moreover, this switching back and forth is completely uncontrollable.

To solve this problem, Herzog even went to a Central American Indian tribe to learn how to play the "clapper," which enabled him to successfully control the multiple personality disorder test subject.

This encounter itself was utterly absurd, and it seemed to have been orchestrated, so Lu Ming did not believe it.

To put it bluntly, Herzog's technical methods are limited by the physical structure of his brain and his own knowledge, at best he can only perform rituals within a limited scope. And the kind of instrument that requires external control is not within the scope of Lu Ming's self-modification.

So here's the question: without any reference points, how do you control your personality?

The answer is, he has alchemy.

As long as an alchemical matrix circuit that can be freely "turned on/off" is constructed around the brain's neural pathways, it can be switched anytime, anywhere.

At the same time, it can also rely on the circuits formed by brain nerves to change their connection paths and create different neural activation patterns, that is, to simulate different personalities!

To put it bluntly, given the chance, it's possible to separate a 'self skilled in martial arts,' a 'self skilled in word magic,' and a 'self skilled in alchemy'...

See, modern science may be limited, but noble alchemy is capable of anything!

Having completed his thought process and felt the vast potential ahead, Lu Ming excitedly began the brain modification—

He stretched out his finger and violently plunged it into his temple!

This is so much fun!

……

"Oh! Don't pull me back, I want to see! I want to see!"

"Come on over, there's no time left, come with me to work!"

"Do not!!"

Francesca desperately wanted to ignore Ereshkigal's obstruction.

She watched helplessly as Lu Mingxin, single-mindedly and frantically poked at his forehead, occasionally coughing up blood and collapsing to the ground due to incorrect alchemical circuit connections.

Ironically, her seemingly miserable and insane appearance was captivating in her eyes.

Such an existence, capable of being manipulated at will and difficult to destroy itself, is, for her, a prerequisite for freely enjoying the chaotic pleasures of the world!

"Imitating the structure of magic circuits, we will establish simulated neural circuits in the brain that can be opened and closed at will! As long as one circuit connection pattern can be established, a new personality will be born!"

"So that's how it is! So that's the secret of the Atlas Academy's thinking techniques! Hehehehe—"

Her ecstatic expression made it seem as if she wished she could take her place.

Francesca, who is obsessed with physical modification, seems to have already fantasized in her mind about being violently penetrated in the same way.

Of course, this refers to inserting something into someone's forehead.

It means nothing else.

"There's nothing interesting about that kind of thing, it's not suitable for children! By the time Lu Ming finishes his self-inflicted torment, it will be a long time. Don't forget, our work on the ley lines hasn't even started yet."

Honest girl Ai Lei has a bit of a workaholic potential, probably because she has always carried the responsibility of managing the souls of the entire underworld and even the final resting place of all living beings on earth.

He truly deserves to be called the Mesopotamian weightlifting champion and the last conscience of the Sumerian gods.

"Noooo—let me look again, just one more time, just let me see that place, that place—"

……

'324 errors in brain neural pathways indicate that the simulated personality formation is not stable enough...'

Lu Ming lost track of how many times his consciousness plunged into darkness, only to rise again and continue his experiments.

The progress this time was slower than he had anticipated.

Unlike yesterday's experience with modifying the alchemical circuits in blood vessels, he discovered that if he tried to work on the brain and failed, he would lose consciousness for a short time, causing the entire experiment to proceed intermittently.

When he felt there was substantial progress, he opened his eyes again and found that Ereshkigal and Francesca had placed him in the jeep seat, and the blurry image of Area 51 research institute was already in sight in the distance.

"Are you all done with your work? How long has it been?"

Francesca was driving. Aileen sounded a little tired, "We arrived at our destination this morning, and it's been about eight hours since then."

Has so much time passed already?

Lu Ming looked at the silver mask in his hand, and his heart sank.