Chapter 40 Tai Chi
"What changes occurred when you were first infected?" Song Nanxing suddenly asked.
I thought for a moment, then replied while recalling, "At first, I just felt a mess, my skin peeling off, and then I almost lost consciousness. After waking up, my perception improved a lot, and my speed increased a lot."
"Now what? Is there anything special about your, uh...eye?"
I raised my arm, and the eyes on my arm blinked at him, then my gaze moved to Gang Jue and Chen Yubing.
"So far, it seems to be double vision, and there is the ability to see tracks."
"Then congratulations, you are now considered to have been 'upgraded'."
Upgrade? I quickly understood what Song Nanxing meant, and suddenly felt that it was a bit outrageous.
"You mean, mutations can also be upgraded?" I asked.
Song Nanxing shook his head and said, "Of course not. Do you think this is a game? I'm just giving an analogy. Based on our experience of being infected, we will continue to mutate, and each mutation will gain some abilities that we didn't have before, just like upgrading game skills."
After saying this, he took out a dagger and, using the dust on the ground, carved a simple sketch on it while explaining, "Infection progresses layer by layer. The source of infection will constantly change our constitution. Initially, humans and animals will generally retain their original characteristics, but as the infection deepens, the infected will exhibit more and more differences from ordinary creatures, and similarly, their abilities will become stronger."
I frowned. Isn't this just like being sick? At first, you might just feel a little unwell, but the more serious the illness, the more symptoms you'll experience.
That doesn't sound good.
"Why are everyone infected, but everyone's symptoms are different?" I thought about it and asked again.
"Have you heard of the sixty-four hexagrams?" Song Nanxing did not answer directly, but asked an irrelevant question instead.
"I've heard of it." I don't know much about these, but I have heard a little about them.
Song Nanxing drew a Tai Chi on the ground with a dagger, and then continued: "This is a Tai Chi, we divide it into yin and yang."
As he spoke, he drew two line segments on the ground, one connected and the other disconnected.
"Within these two yin and yang, there is also a small yin and yang. This way, there are four in total."
"By analogy, if we divide these four small yin and yang into even smaller ones, we can create eight different hexagrams."
I understand this. Tai Chi gives birth to two opposites, two opposites give birth to four symbols, and four symbols give birth to eight trigrams.
Song Nanxing continued to draw lines on the ground and said:
"Now if we combine these eight hexagrams in pairs, we can get 64."
"The same goes for mutations. Even if the source of infection is the same, different people have different physiques, mentalities, and experiences, and they will gradually differentiate into different types." Having said that, Song Nanxing looked up at me, and the tattoo that spread across his face slowly faded away.
"not to mention……"
"What's more?" I asked with a frown.
Song Nanxing continued drawing a few more Tai Chi diagrams and said, "What if there is more than one 'Tai Chi'?"
My eyes widened. This was something I had never heard before.
"You mean... there's more than one source of infection?"
I was a little shocked, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that it seemed to make some sense.
Since the mutation began until now, there has been fog, strange fragrance, and even something like mental pollution.
Although on the surface they are all manifestations of the end of the world, these disasters are often somewhat contradictory to each other.
No wonder some people were infected and some died directly. Moreover, so much time has passed. Logically, the city should have been flooded long ago, but the current situation is that the degree of red coverage seems to have been fluctuating around this level.
If it really comes from different pollution sources, then this situation makes sense.
I suddenly had a strange feeling. These different pollution sources seemed alive, fighting and balancing each other...
When I think of this, I feel a chill down my spine.
"Of course, I'm not saying that this is the law. Everything in the universe has its own set of laws of operation." As he spoke, Song Nanxing drew another huge Tai Chi diagram to circle all the ones he had drawn before.
"Everything is following the great law of 'Tai Chi'."
"How did the anomaly occur?" I turned and asked Song Nanxing.
"Some are contaminated, some are manifestations of collective consciousness, and some are..."
"No, that's not what I'm asking."
"I mean, all these anomalous units, and these so-called contamination, infection sources and the like, they have to have an origin, right?"
“…”
Song Nanxing sighed and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, with my authority, I don't know any of this. But I guess... even the Investigation Bureau doesn't know where this came from."
I have no comment, after all... this is a bit too subversive.
Since there is no answer and this theory cannot be traced back at all, I decided to give up thinking about it.
In comparison, what I need to do now is how to control the eye on my arm. I can't have to work so hard to open it every time I fight.
I continued to adjust, remembering how it felt when I used it in battle, and tried to control the senses of this eye on my arm to make it more flexible.
After practicing a few times, I finally figured out some tricks.
"Try again," I suggested.
The other three also cooperated very well and mobilized their abilities again.
Through repeated experiments and actual practice, I gradually mastered how to open my third eye freely, and also gained a preliminary understanding of the abilities of the other few people.
Song Nanxing's tattoos were unknown, but as they deepened, his strength increased significantly, and his skin hardened under his control. Chen Yubing's ability primarily focused on controlling airflow, even allowing her to materialize space. However, judging by her frequency of use, this ability likely came at a cost.
As for the Iron Lord, I finally understood why he never missed his target. It wasn't just because he had excellent eyesight and mature skills in using various weapons, but also because he could temporarily control the target and make it freeze for a short time.
If you miss the main attack, control the opponent and then attack again.
I really suffered a lot in the battle just now because of this stagnation.
After a few rounds of practice, I closed the eye on my arm and let it slowly disappear into my skin.
But I still have some doubts.
"You just said that being infected is like spreading, that the infection becomes more and more severe, and that the body and mind will continue to mutate. Am I understanding this correctly?"
Song Nanxing nodded.
"What if it's completely infected?" I asked again.
"Some will die, some will go crazy, some will turn into complete monsters, and a very small number will evolve."
"evolution?"
"Sanity and madness coexist. If they continue to survive in their current state, they might even become a completely new species."
The amount of information was too much to digest at once, and I didn’t know what to say.
Song Nanxing smiled disapprovingly, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. We've gained abilities that are different from ordinary people, and we have to bear the corresponding risks."
As he spoke, his eyes darkened, but his tone became more determined: "This is our mission."
This is the awareness that everyone in the Abnormal Investigation Bureau has. Even if they know that they will eventually reach the end of the road, everyone will continue to move forward without hesitation.
Born in chaos, walk in darkness, and return to nothingness.
Seeing everyone's serious expressions, Song Nanxing raised his voice slightly and smiled disdainfully: "Don't look like you're going to a funeral."
"Besides, isn't there still that one percent chance?"
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