Addictiveness of Depressants
Anita raised her hand and knocked gently on the door. The sound was clear in the quiet corridor, but there was no response in the room.
After a while, Anita knocked on the door again and asked in a louder voice, "Are you in there?"
At this moment, she keenly felt the male mental power in the air, which was running wild like a wild horse, chaotic and manic.
Her heart tightened, and her already uneasy heart rose to her throat.
She couldn't help but think of how she had observed Achilles's spiritual sea before. It seemed fine at that time, and she planned to return to the main planet to help him relieve it.
But in this situation, his spiritual sea has obviously started to riot again.
Anrita was full of worry and a little anxious.
She knew that with her personality, she would never stand by and watch Archer die, but the timing was not right.
It was only the second day since they set out, and it would take at least four more days to reach the main star area.
Anita was so anxious that she knocked on the door hard. The knock echoed in the quiet space: "Are you in there? Can you hear me? Answer me!"
After a long while, the door slowly opened from the inside. Archer's face was gloomy and he looked very bad.
He stood inside the door, and the powerful mental force in his body surged out like a physical hurricane, bringing with it an endless sense of oppression.
Anita was instantly surrounded by his strong and overbearing pheromones, and her body involuntarily took two steps back.
She widened her eyes and looked at Aqier's face in surprise, her voice trembling: "Are you okay? You look so bad."
At this moment, the storm formed by Archer's mental power swirled around Anrita. She felt her heartbeat suddenly speed up, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
This is the mental riot of an SSS-level male!
The pressure was so strong that even Anrita was a little scared!
She asked cautiously, "There's something wrong with your spiritual sea. Is it rioting?"
Achilles' body was trembling slightly, and he was obviously trying his best to endure the pain in his spiritual sea that felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.
The veins on his forehead bulged from his endurance.
He held the door frame weakly with one hand to support his shaky body, and held the door tightly with the other hand.
He saw Anrita's pale face due to fear, and his heart tightened, realizing that his out-of-control state had scared the little female.
He knew that the young female had low mental strength, a frail body, and was pregnant, and could not withstand the hurricane of his extremely high mental strength.
He endured the pain, half-closed the door, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
Anrita quickly shook her head, her face full of worry, and said anxiously: "I'm not worried about this, I'm worried about you."
Aqir slowly closed his eyes, as if gathering strength. After a while, he spoke with difficulty: "At least, I will be fine in the next four days, don't worry."
After a pause, his voice softened slightly, with a touch of tenderness and concern:
"However, we still need to be prepared for both scenarios, little female. Although I have set the spacecraft to fully automatic driving, you'd better read the operating manual and learn some spacecraft driving techniques. It won't do you any harm."
Of course, Anita knew that learning spaceship driving skills did have its benefits.
But the driving system of a spacecraft is much more complicated than that of an aircraft.
Those densely packed buttons, dazzling dashboards, and a set of difficult-to-understand navigation instructions.
How can it be so easy to learn!
She was not against learning, but faced with such complex and unfamiliar knowledge in such a short time, she really felt that she could not learn it.
If this happened in the past, she would be sitting peacefully on a plane, completely unprepared, when the flight attendant would rush over, slam the operating manual in front of her, and hastily say, "Learn how to operate the plane now. It won't do you any harm."
She really couldn't imagine how anyone could master the complex flying skills in such a short time under such circumstances. It was simply impossible.
And in her opinion, things haven't reached that desperate point yet, right?
Anita was filled with helplessness, frowned, and looked at Aqir in surprise: "I don't think I can learn it."
But Aqir seemed determined to teach her how to fly a spaceship. He said seriously, "If you don't understand the operating manual, I have a learning video here. You can watch it when you have time."
As he spoke, he lowered his head, his eyes focused and unquestionable, staring closely at Anita, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I underestimated the addictiveness of those inhibitors. The side effects are more serious than I thought."
As soon as he finished speaking, Aqir suddenly raised his hand and pressed his forehead. The muscles on his face twitched slightly due to the severe pain, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.
He didn't utter another word, as if he had been completely swallowed up by the pain. With a dull "bang", he slammed the door shut, completely isolating himself from the outside world.
Anita was startled by this sudden action, her eyes widened, her face full of anxiety and worry: "Wait! Don't close the door, I haven't finished yet!"
She rushed forward, banging on the door, and yelled, "Open the door and let me in. I can help you with this! Come out now!"
Aqier's weak and hoarse voice came from the room, and every word seemed to have exhausted all his strength: "It's useless, little female. You don't know the level of my mental strength. This is not something you can solve."
Anita opened her mouth but was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain. Her eyes turned red with anxiety: "I...I can try! Let me try, okay?"
She was filled with anxiety and paced back and forth at the door. Her mind was in a mess, but she couldn't think of any useful solution.
At this time, Achilles in the room was experiencing an unprecedented blow to his spiritual sea.
This time, the spiritual sea riot came quickly and violently, more dangerous than any previous one.
He knew in his heart that the culprit was those inhibitors.
In the past, he relied on inhibitors for injections once a month, which gradually became once every two weeks, and now it has been shortened to once a week.
But now, it has only been three days since the last injection.
Just three days!
He cursed angrily in his heart, this is not an inhibitor at all, it is clearly a poison that kills without bloodshed!
In order to control high-level males to work for them and to prevent their subordinates from rebelling, the people of Caster Island actually created this thing!
It's simply insane.
Archer leaned weakly against the door, his chest heaving violently, his breathing rapid, his hair and clothes already soaked with sweat, and he was completely wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
His raging mental energy had solidified into substance, rampaging around the room and roaring wantonly.
His spiritual sea seemed to be torn and stirred wildly by a pair of ruthless hands. The pain was far worse than the pain of a knife piercing his brain, and it almost made him lose consciousness.
Achilles closed his eyes tightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and he tried his best to suppress the riot in his sea of consciousness.
However, the mental turmoil that he could barely suppress in the past was now like a raging tsunami, with one wave higher than the other, coming at him with overwhelming force, leaving him unable to fight back.
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