Chapter 390 Peeking Through the Hole 2
Scenes of an unfamiliar place appeared in my mind.
It was as if the previously faint network signal had finally connected successfully, and the video, which had been completely black, began to play smoothly with a few stutters.
I focused all my attention on distinguishing the objects in the picture.
First, the image that came to mind was of a large laboratory, filled with all sorts of technological devices and equipment whose purpose was unclear. At the deepest part of the laboratory stood four people, one of whom was none other than Ying Lingyun.
Actually, it took me two or three seconds to recognize that this was Ying Lingyun. Although this person's basic facial features were the same as the Ying Lingyun I knew, if he were in another place and walked past me as if nothing had happened, I probably wouldn't have recognized him at all.
The Ying Lingyun I knew was either willful and arrogant or silent and serious, but he always kept himself clean and presentable. The Ying Lingyun in front of me was completely different. He was emaciated, his hair was messy, his chin was covered with stubble, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was wearing a white coat covered with dark brown dirt. The white suit underneath was also wrinkled and covered with all kinds of filth.
He seemed to have neither slept nor bathed for a long time, and was so slovenly that it was unbearable to look at. However, his eyes shone with a devilish brilliance and vitality, giving him the air of a mad scientist.
The three people beside him all wore silver metal masks and white suits. I could sense that they all had Ying Lingyun's face and wore expressionless expressions. They stood beside the crazed Ying Lingyun like assistants, occasionally offering help with the experiments.
It's clear that these three silver masks are all "possibility clones." As for whether this mad Ying Lingyun is a "possibility clone" or the real person, it's impossible to tell for now. After all, I'm only observing this scene through an unstable connection.
The laboratory looked very dark, as if the lights were off, but this was probably a visual effect caused by unstable connections; in reality, they should have had the lights on. In front of Ying Lingyun was an experimental table. Although he seemed to be carefully handling something with surgical instruments, I could only see blurry, dark images, like a video website adding a mosaic to block out sensational parts of certain videos.
Could that be Chang'an on the lab table...? I muttered to myself as I tried to sense her location, but I couldn't pinpoint her exact location. All I knew was that she was inside the lab and was still injured.
Although he was injured, he had mostly healed; at most, it was a minor injury. Considering that Chang'an—or rather, Yin Yue—was burned to the brink of death by my Great Impermanence Power, it's unbelievable that Ying Lingyun was able to heal him to a preliminary state of recovery in just about ten days. However, if we also consider the power of the Divine Seal Fragment, it seems too slow.
Perhaps because Yin Yue was injured outside of an independent reality space, Ying Lingyun was unable to instantly restore her using the power of reset. Initially, I also had further doubts, such as: if Ying Lingyun could accomplish so many miracles with the power of the Divine Seal Fragments—splitting reality, reversing time, creating Great Impermanence-level combat power—was it really that difficult to instantly heal someone with the power of the Divine Seal Fragments?
Now I understand. Yes, he probably just can't do it.
Ying Lingyun is ultimately just an ordinary person. Although he can accomplish many great feats, even the Great Impermanence, through technological means with the help of the Divine Seal Fragment, he cannot wield immense power as freely as the Great Impermanence. For the Great Impermanence, because of his immense power, he can naturally accomplish many things, but Ying Lingyun cannot "naturally do another thing just because he can do one thing."
Each of his miracles is unique.
The thermal energy mark I concealed within Silver Moon's body was undetectable, not even to ordinary people, let alone those at the Great Completion level of the Impermanence realm, because I didn't want this crucial thermal energy mark to be discovered. However, if Xu Gou were here, he would most likely be able to detect it, while Ying Lingyun, who personally created Xu Gou, couldn't do such a basic thing. This was Ying Lingyun's limitation.
"How did it go, Zhuang Cheng?" Fa Zheng's voice rang in my ears. "Was it successful?"
“It’s going very well,” I said. “I’m deepening my connection with the independent reality.”
As the power of the divine seal fragments emanating from the formation strengthened the connection between me and the thermal energy symbol, I felt this connection growing thicker and thicker. If this connection was a line piercing into the independent reality from the outside world, then this ever-thickening line would soon forcefully tear a hole through the independent reality.
“You can try projecting your power into an independent reality space,” Fa Zheng suggested. “Even if it slightly alerts the enemy, it doesn’t matter. What we’re doing now is inherently easy to alert them. The important thing is speed; we need to finish this quickly.”
"receive."
As I responded, I tried to project my fire power, but my connection wasn't strong enough to transmit my power internally.
I had no choice but to temporarily suppress my thoughts and continue to observe the laboratory where Ying Lingyun was.
Just then, Ying Lingyun stopped what she was doing and took two steps back with the three silver-masked men beside her.
Suddenly, light burst forth from the lab table.
It was a silvery-white radiance, as pure as moonlight, the same color as the magical power that the Silver Moon had previously displayed. Under the white moonlight, a figure slowly propped himself up on the experimental table.
Then, slowly, like a newborn, she stepped down to the floor, braced herself against the edge of the lab table, and stood up straight with her naked body.
With long white hair, golden eyes, and a beautiful face, the girl standing in front of Ying Lingyun was undoubtedly Yin Yue.
The girl's face was as stiff as a doll's. She smiled at Ying Lingyun and stammered, "Ling...yun?"
Ying Lingyun stared blankly at the girl in front of her.
What's going on? Could it be that Ying Lingyun was using Chang'an as material to revive Silver Moon, and he has successfully revived the real Silver Moon?
Just as I began to have this doubt, I saw Ying Lingyun's expression slowly twist, and then his face became extremely ferocious as he let out a furious roar: "—No!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl's entire body exploded, turning into a pile of severed limbs and remains.
Even I was shocked by this sudden change—Chang'an is dead?
Then I noticed that there was already a lot of blood and severed limbs on the floor of the laboratory, and the scene just now seemed to have been repeated countless times.
Ying Lingyun knelt on the ground, pounding the floor incessantly. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, not only making his clothes increasingly dirty, but also splashing onto the three assistants beside him.
"No! No! No!"
As Ying Lingyun pounded on the blood and flesh, she screamed hysterically, "Fake! Fake! Fake!"
"Can't even the power of the Divine Seal fragments revive him? Or is there something wrong with my theory? Why has it turned out like this?!"
The three assistants, who wore silver masks and had the same faces as Ying Lingyun, did not avoid him; they simply looked down at him coldly.
Ying Lingyun has gone mad... The words of the young girl Lu Chan echoed in my mind.
Due to the overuse of "possibility clones," which absorbed a large amount of subjective knowledge and memories incompatible with his own personality into his consciousness, Ying Lingyun's mind had long since fallen into a state of frenzy.
I had only heard about it before, but this was the first time I had actually seen Ying Lingyun so out of control.
For a long time, my impression of Ying Lingyun was that of a freak who calmly faced death.
A few seconds later, Ying Lingyun's expression suddenly changed.
Mania, anxiety, pain... all those murky, dark emotions vanished from his face, leaving only a metallic calm.
He slowly got up from the floor, not even glancing at the severed limbs and remains on the ground, his face radiating a calm and confident aura.
“The alternative method of spirit summoning and resurrection is indeed not going to work,” Ying Lingyun said. “Perhaps my research on the power of the divine seal fragments is not deep enough, or perhaps my thinking in other aspects is wrong… The spirit summoning route itself should not be wrong, but I should not have used the genetic material of the Silver Moon incarnation to create a clone as a ‘condition’ for resurrection.”
A man in a silver mask beside them asked calmly, "If that's the case, why not quickly use the route with the most solid theoretical foundation? Haven't we already obtained the most important 'condition'?"
Ying Lingyun glanced at the other person, then walked to one side of the laboratory. There stood a huge piece of equipment there, which lit up in the darkness as if equipped with motion-sensor lights as he approached.
It was a cylindrical glass container filled with a transparent liquid, and Chang'an—or rather, Yin Yue's body—was immersed in it. Perhaps because Yin Yue's spirit had been severely damaged by my flames some time ago, the state of this body was very unstable, sometimes appearing as Chang'an, and sometimes as Yin Yue.
Looking at this ever-changing body, Ying Lingyun seemed to lose his mind as well. He covered his forehead and mumbled incoherently, "My mother, my wife, my son..."
"Silver Moon, I must bring you... the real you..."
Suddenly, one of the communication devices worn by the silver mask rang. He listened to it for a moment, then said to Ying Lingyun, "We are being hacked."
(End of this chapter)
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