Chapter 177 Madman

"You are a forensic doctor. Don't you know that doing this is against the law?" Zhou Wen has been trying to use various forces to try to break the power that is restraining his body.

But it was completely useless. The soul doctor who was staring at him from behind had a flash of blood in his left eye, as if he had imprisoned his soul.

Zhou Wen had no way to use his Qi skills, no way to circulate the Qi Sutra, and no way to summon his companion pet. Even the Mi Xian Sutra, which had been running automatically, seemed to have frozen.

But this did not make Zhou Wen despair, because in this extremely harsh environment, a strange yet familiar force was growing in his body.

"Laws are made by people. If I am strong enough, then I can make laws. This is not a problem." Yan Zhen said calmly, but the fanaticism in his eyes became more and more intense.

"But you are not strong enough to ignore the law yet. If you kill me, do you think you can escape legal punishment?" Zhou Wen said.

"That's why I asked the Soul Doctor to take action. Otherwise, you, a legendary student, wouldn't need me to use my Life Soul." Yan Zhen approached Zhou Wen, used his fingers to pry open Zhou Wen's eyelids, and looked closely at his eyes. As he looked, he said, "Even if I dissected you here, no one would know I was here, let alone that I dissected you here. So, you'd better answer my questions obediently. What exactly did you do? How did you influence the souls of those students?"

"I've said before, I don't understand what you mean at all. I just could feel the aura of the black tree on Wang Lu and the others. I don't know anything else and I didn't do anything." Zhou Wen said.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk. I only need a small operation to know everything about you." Yan Zhen said, and gestured above Zhou Wen's head with a scalpel. He said lightly: "I will cut open your skull, remove your brain, and read the memories inside. This is not a difficult task for a soul doctor."

"Why are you doing this? What good will it do you?" Zhou Wen asked through gritted teeth. He knew Yan Zhen was not joking.

"Benefits?" Yan Zhen said slowly, "Science and medicine have always been unable to resolve the question of the origin of life. Some so-called explanations are also full of loopholes. Life is not a machine, and human consciousness is not a simple intelligent program. How does consciousness arise? What is its relationship with the body? Can consciousness exist independently without the body? These are all very interesting questions."

"In order to figure out these questions, can you kill your own kind at will?" Zhou Wen looked at Yan Zhen as if he was looking at a madman.

"Life is short, and everyone will die sooner or later, but my research is eternal. If my research is successful and I can extract human consciousness, or the soul, then all humans will be able to achieve eternal life. Then I will be the savior of mankind, and all humans will be grateful to me because it is me who has enabled them to achieve eternal life. In the meantime, the sacrifices required for the research are also necessary, as they are the inevitable result of human progress." Yan Zhen seemed to be saying something that was a matter of course.

"You're really crazy." Zhou Wen was stunned.

"Are you crazy? That's right. This is a crazy era. Who would have believed in the existence of creatures from other dimensions in this world before? Who could have imagined companion pets and those magical powers? In those dimensional realms, perhaps there are real gods. What I am doing now is to become the god of mankind, so that human life can truly belong to itself, not be controlled by any other forces. Aging, disease, death, disability, all of these will become history, no longer a problem that plagues mankind."

Yan Zhen became increasingly excited as he spoke. "If my research succeeds, all humans will be able to freely allow their souls to leave their weak bodies and enter higher-level bodies. For example, you could use a chariot as your body, or you could use powerful dimensional creatures as your body. As long as you wish, you can have everything, instead of just having a weak and pitiful body like now."

Zhou Wen didn't know whether to say Yan Zhen was a genius or a madman. He only knew that he was really crazy, and he didn't want to become the inevitable victim he mentioned.

"Maybe what you said makes some sense, but unfortunately, there is nothing special about my body, and I don't know what the things you mentioned are about. Are you sure you want to dissect me?" Zhou Wen calmed down at this time.

In his body, a familiar yet unfamiliar power was brewing, like an ancient beast hidden beneath the calm sea.

Zhou Wen knew that the power was his destiny, the "King's Sigh" destiny produced by the combination of the Mixian Sutra and his own talent.

Ever since he was promoted to Legend, Zhou Wen could feel the presence of the King's Sigh. His fate was like a part of his body, like he had an extra organ, like hands and feet.

But before this, Zhou Wen had never known how to use this new organ in his body. He could feel its existence and knew that it possessed great power, but he had never been able to use it.

Until just now, when his body was imprisoned by the Soul Doctor and no part of his body could move, Zhou Wen finally clearly felt the existence of the King's Sigh and felt how to use it.

Humans are very strange animals. Most of the time, they only use the organs they need. Many unnecessary organs will degenerate due to long-term idleness, and they will forget how to use them.

The fate of ordinary humans is passive ability and does not need to be actively used, but Zhou Wen's King's Sigh is obviously different.

When Zhou Wen truly and clearly sensed that the King's Sigh could be used by him, the power had already begun to spread within his body, as if an ancient beast was occupying his body.

"Scientific research is inherently full of uncertainties, and it's inevitable to take the wrong path. After all, this is a study to become a god, and no matter how many failures there are, they can be forgiven." Yan Zhen's expression grew increasingly cold. The scalpel in his left hand had already been placed between Zhou Wen's eyebrows. He spoke without any emotion, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer too much. I will first cut open your skull to expose your pineal gland, then your left brain, and then your right brain. Once the brain is completely cut out, the soul doctor can use his power to read the information within..."

As Yan Zhen spoke, the tip of the scalpel flashed with a crystal light, and under the control of his slender fingers, it was about to cut into Zhou Wen's skull.

boom!

The moment Yan Zhen's fingers moved, the power in Zhou Wen's body, like that of an ancient ferocious beast, burst out at the same time.

(End of this chapter)