Chapter 110: Island Trip: Besides the truth, you are the only one I want to protect...
The next day, Wen Yi stepped into Chris's laboratory and conducted another whole-genome dynamic scan.
"Let's start." She lay down in the experimental cabin, her voice calm, and nodded slightly to the two people in the control room.
"Intravenous access established, anesthetic being injected." Chris's voice came through the communication system. As the drug was slowly pushed in, her consciousness began to sink.
The EEG waveform tends to be flat.
"Entered deep coma," Chris recorded. "Hypoxia protocol initiated, oxygen supply gradually reduced to 12%."
Outside the experimental chamber, everyone waited with bated breath.
Blood oxygen: 92%
[Blood oxygen: 90%]
…
Chris stared at the dynamic map of the gene sequence, and on the monitoring screen, the LX-7, NRX-3 and other superpower-related gene sites did not move at all.
The energy field monitor showed no fluctuations either—no distortion of space.
"She's almost at her critical point," Chris whispered. But Wen Yi's body didn't activate any defense mechanisms as expected.
Gu Yifeng stood in front of the surveillance screen, his eyes fixed on the critical line.
The ability still hasn't triggered.
Blood oxygen: 87%
"Resume oxygen supply immediately!" Gu Yifeng finally couldn't wait any longer, stretched out his hand, and pressed the emergency release button directly.
"Failed again!" Chris took off his glasses and said tiredly, "In a complete coma, the superpower gene was not activated. Could our guess be wrong?"
Gu Yifeng stared at the data, his brow furrowed. "...is there anything else we've overlooked?"
"Isn't medical coma a condition that triggers the activation of genetic abilities?" Before Chris could answer, Gu Yifeng had already rushed to the experimental cabin.
When Wen Yi woke up, Gu Yifeng was sitting quietly beside her bed.
"How is it..." She struggled to get up, "Did the experiment succeed?"
Gu Yifeng didn't answer immediately. He turned his head slowly, his expression unnoticed, but Wen Yi could still sense that he looked unhappy, and her heart skipped a beat.
"You...you're talking?"
"Don't be impatient."
“It’s not time to give up yet.”
"We...will find another way."
“…” She looked at his tense jawline and was speechless for a moment.
Damn it! The anesthesia was all for nothing. She's been on the brink of death three times!
She nodded as if nothing had happened.
Gu Yifeng suddenly looked up at Wen Yi: "After you were poisoned that day, what was your last memory before you passed out?"
Wen Yi was stunned.
It seems like she scolded that light ball... until it went offline...
She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I... seemed to have had a dream. It was that self-proclaimed higher-dimensional life form. I... I had a conversation with it."
Gu Yifeng's eyes suddenly focused: "You...are talking to it?"
Wen Yi nodded, though her conversation style was rather ungentlemanly.
Gu Yifeng lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Do you still remember the content of your conversation?"
She gasped, "Are you sure you want to hear it?"
He nodded, his eyes firm.
"Need me to write it down?"
"Try it."
The next morning, Gu Yifeng pushed a thick document in front of Chris.
"This is……?"
"She said this was the conversation she had with 'them' while she was unconscious."
"What?! How can we still have a conversation when she's unconscious?" Chris quickly scanned the file and put it down in horror. "Gu! I advise you not to offend her again!"
Gu Yifeng chuckled softly, then said seriously, "I guess she wasn't really unconscious at the time."
Chris' pupils shrank and he asked in surprise, "...she's not unconscious?"
He paused, his gaze falling on the document. "After she was poisoned that day, her body was on the verge of death in the lower-dimensional reality, but her consciousness did not die. Instead, it leaped to another dimension and directly confronted that life form. These two processes did not occur one after another, but in parallel in different dimensions."
"It is this 'misalignment' state that allows the ability to bypass 'monitoring' while being activated."
Gu Yifeng said in a low voice, "If my speculation is correct, the key to the genome scanning experiment is not whether she is unconscious or not, but how to sever the connection between consciousness and body so that the two can be separated and active at the same time."
Chris's eyes gradually lit up. "Get! The experiment we're designing isn't about inducing a coma, but about creating an 'illusion', making her mind think it's stable while her body is actually exposed to a deadly threat?"
Gu Yifeng nodded: "That's right. Let her consciousness be 'active' in dimension A, and her body be 'dying' in dimension B - the two are separated and run in parallel, so that the supernatural power can be captured without interference."
Chris snapped his fingers. "This way, we won't trigger the high-dimensional monitoring alarms." He pondered for a moment, then changed the subject. "But with our current equipment... we might not be able to accurately separate 'consciousness induction + physiological endangerment.'"
"I know."
Gu Yifeng had already taken out his cell phone, slid his fingertips across the address book, and dialed a number that was rarely used.
"Don't worry, I've figured out a solution."
*
In the bedroom, Wen Yi sat on the edge of the bed, watching Gu Yifeng pack his luggage neatly. He put his personal belongings and memories of the past few days into the boxes one by one.
"Leaving here so soon?" Her tone was a little depressed.
"Yes." He didn't even look up. "The private plane has been approved for the route and will take off in two hours. We will leave immediately for the airport."
"Will it succeed this time?" she suddenly asked.
"I don't know." He paused and continued to put the clothes into the box. "But we won't stop exploring."
Wen Yi looked up out the window. The polar night had just passed, and the morning light fell on the snow, reflecting a faint halo, but it could not pierce the thick night.
She gently stroked the frost pine bracelet on her wrist and asked casually, "If... I mean, if the final result is not satisfactory, is there any way to deceive them and send me... away?"
"The painless kind."
Gu Yifeng's hand suddenly stopped, he slowly raised his head and looked at her at eye level.
"There are no such things as ifs," he answered firmly and confidently. "In my academic career so far, there's no such thing as 'ultimate failure.' If this experiment fails, I'll design a second and third one. If it deviates from expectations, I'll revise the model. As long as we keep moving forward, we'll definitely get closer to the truth."
He stared at her, his voice clear and firm: "Life is not for sacrifice, but for creating miracles." He reached out and gently covered the hand on her knee.
“My life exists to pursue the truth.”
"And you—the only answer I want to protect."
Gu Yifeng dragged the suitcase with one hand and held Wen Yi's hand with the other, and gently closed the door that belonged to the polar night.
The moment the plane door opened, a gust of hot wind carrying the salty and humid breath of the ocean blew towards us.
Wen Yi followed Gu Yifeng down the gangway, as if she had stepped into another world - from the cold polar night in the snowy region to the midsummer on a tropical island.
Wen Yi looked around curiously. The sunlight fell on the sea, breaking into ripples that made her squint her eyes. She could vaguely see a lonely lighthouse in the distance, facing the anchored gray ship in the distance.
A black Porsche convertible was waiting quietly at the airport exit. A dark, rugged man came up to her with a smile and greeted her warmly in a language she couldn't understand.
Gu Yifeng spoke briefly with him, took the key, and turned to introduce Wen Yi: "Alex, old friend."
The car meandered along the coastal highway, with steep rocks on one side and the blue sea and sky on the other. The waves crashed on the beach, like a pulse that never stopped day and night.
Wen Yi reached out to smooth her hair that was messed up by the wind, but a memory emerged in her mind. On a timeline that had long disappeared, she always complained that Gu Yifeng was too busy with work and had no time to take her to see the vast desert and the endless sea.
She never thought that Gu Yifeng would be in another timeline, holding her hand through the four seasons and witnessing the ups and downs of life.
"Novalica," Gu Yifeng turned his head and whispered in her ear, "In the local dialect, it means 'fertile harbor'. This small seaside town has been a battleground for centuries. It's said to be rich in cigars and also holds countless secrets." He pointed to the buildings nestled against the mountainside on the distant coastline, "That's where we're going."
She looked at the scenery along the way curiously. The buildings here were distinctive and colorful, and the rainbow-colored houses were scattered around.
The islanders are adept at singing and dancing, and it's almost as if you can hear the passionate samba music. This is a military stronghold, but they live a life of poetry and distance.
People danced by the sea, the sun rose and set, and a cocktail lasted all day. In the distance, the aroma of burnt cigar tobacco curled up, drifting across the tides, across the long years, and across the end of time.
My sight swept across a gray castle, facing the sea, with its back to the world, standing silently at the end of the coastline.
She pointed there and asked softly, "Does anyone live there?"
Gu Yifeng shook his head.
Wen Yi couldn't help but say disappointedly, "It turns out that the princess and the prince living happily in the castle were all a lie."
He couldn't help laughing: "This is a military stronghold, and the castle is used for fighting."
"There are no princesses or princes in the castle."
"Only fighters."
Halfway up the mountain, the lab finally came into view. A sea of colorful buildings stood in a row, like God had overturned his palette.
In the center, a blue plaque reads - MIRA LAB.
"Mira?" Wen Yi whispered the name.
"It means 'gaze' in the local language," Gu Yifeng explained.
The car just stopped.
Before Wen Yi could get a clear view of the entire laboratory, a blue figure appeared quietly like a fairy from the sky.
She was a young woman with silver hair, her hair glowing coldly like moonlight, and she had a pair of purple eyes, looking very graceful.
Gu Yifeng nodded slightly to her and said first: "Are you going to work today?"
"I'm not going to work." The woman smiled and her eyes fell on Wen Yi, "I came all the way to see my sister-in-law."
The woman's words shocked Wen Yi, who was slightly startled. She blushed and explained, "I'm not sister-in-law. My name is Wen Yi. Are you...Gu Yifeng's sister?"
"Nice to meet you." The woman's smile deepened and she shook hands with her generously. "My name is Zhuo Er, and I'm his junior sister from the same sect."
Wen Yi suddenly realized.
Zhuo Er never stopped shocking people with his words: "Miss Wen, it's spread all over our circle - the workaholic Gu Yifeng seems to have collapsed. Not only did he skip work, he also turned his annual scientific research plan into a two-person travel project. We were all shocked - this is not scientific research, this is a paid honeymoon..."
Before she finished speaking, Gu Yifeng had already taken a step forward. His tall figure gently blocked her behind him and interrupted her before Zhuo Er could continue to speak shockingly: "Enough of the small talk. Let's prepare for the experiment."
"Don't worry." Zhuo Er's purple eyes flashed, and she turned to lead them towards the laboratory building. "The neural simulation cabin has been calibrated. Everything..." She turned back, the corners of her lips raised slightly, "It's ready."
"Miss Wen, are you ready to stare into the abyss?"
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