Mental exhaustion.

Today's experiment has already consumed some of my mental energy, and it is indeed a bit difficult for me to use mental sharing. Judging from the conversation between Ben and Chelson just now, I am afraid that there will only be a lot more experiments in the future, and if I want to escape from here, I must improve my mental strength.

After a day of rest, I regained my mental strength, and before starting the trial, I asked Ben, "What can I do to increase the connection rate?" ”

Ben's expression looked surprised: "I didn't expect you to take the initiative to ask this question, what happened?" ”

"I want to finish as much as I can." I replied to him in a flat tone.

Ben smiled, "As I explained before, when you can feel the five senses, pain, and even mental state of the subject, the connection rate increases. Wasn't it proven at the last minute of yesterday's trial? Okay, Mr. Eddie, there will be two trials today, and I hope you cherish the time you have. ”

"One more question," I leaned half into the bonding chamber and leaned back against the bulkhead, looking sideways at Ben, "what happens if I don't have a high connection rate with my subject?" ”

"Then try it until you get the right test subject." He was still smiling on his face, but in the next second, his smile stiffened.

"You know that's not what I'm asking."

A cold glint flashed in Ben's eyes, and although he covered it with a stiff smile, I caught it: "Mr. Eddie, can I think you're stalling for time?" ”

I've heard the answer I want from his breath, and according to their nature, worthless subjects are expected to be dissected. I gave Ben a cold look, stepped into the bonding pod, and entered the bonding state.

After yesterday's experiment, I already have a preliminary understanding of the experiment, and the memory of entering the test subject is very smooth, and I can quickly feel the five senses of the test subject, and it is estimated that it is only a matter of time before I realize the psychological state.

But at this moment, alarm bells rang in my head.

Sals, think about the purpose of the Nords, if this test subject reaches the peak value of the connection rate, then the remaining test subjects will probably lose their value and be wiped out by the Nords, and do you forget, Shi may also be one of the test subjects. You'll have to restrain your bonding rate and keep the Nords changing subjects until you think of a way to save the release.

Yes, I almost got careless, but luckily it was still in time.

It's just that restraining the connection rate is simple to say, but it's quite difficult to do.

The reaction from the subject's body was like a whirlpool, and I was sucked in forcefully in the center of the vortex. At first, I didn't find a way to break free, and I was caught in a whirlpool several times, but luckily the subject itself had a little rejection of me and pushed me out.

Later, I found a way to control the connection rate to a certain number as long as I had emotions that were completely at the opposite extremes of the subject.

Two trials were conducted today, and under my conscious control, the results were rightfully unsatisfactory.

After returning to my room and eating, I looked at the time, and it was ten past seven in the evening. At this time, it is the time for the staff of the institute to eat, and their vigilance will be relatively relaxed.

After resting for a few minutes, I went into the connected sharing state and immediately flew to the small base.

The last time I met Hertie and Ben at the beach, I remember Ben saying that Hertie would go out to sea at eight o'clock every night, and if you go out at this time, you should be able to catch up.

Soon after "I" arrived at the beach, Ben came with Hetty.

"I" followed Hetty into the sea and carefully observed the process of its fire, only to realize that it did not actually violate the laws of nature, but it cleverly used a foreign object, a liquid of unknown composition. Remember how it drips liquid into the sea before it breathes fire? Yes, it may be saliva or some kind of secretion liquid, the medium that allows the flame to burn in the sea.

The liquid into the sea spreads as quickly as ink into water, and this liquid is very melting, it can melt into the water molecules perfectly, so that the flame can burn within the diffusion range of the liquid.

It seems that I still need to figure out the composition of this medium. After Hetty returned to shore, he was taken back to the institute by Ben, who extracted Hetty's saliva and had the staff test it with an instrument.

"Mr. Ryz, the fire in Herty's saliva is too low and needs to be injected."

After Ben agreed, the staff brought an oversized syringe containing an unknown liquid and injected it into Hetty's open mouth. He then brought a basin of water, and Hetty, after spitting saliva into the water, spewed out a fire that dried up the water.

Following them to see this step, I already understood. I'm afraid that the fire that ignites the seawater was artificially injected into Hettie during the transformation of Hetty, and has become a part of Hetty's body, but it needs to be injected by external forces like vitamin supplements.

Unless I can walk with a large bucket of fire, it won't be of any practical use to me.

So, I temporarily dismissed the idea of researching the ingredients of fire and instead included Hetty in my plan.

Hetty's ability to run fast at sea is very convenient for me to escape from the sea, and its unique ability to burn seawater can help me deal with the forces in the sea.

It seems that to get out of here, I have to get help from Hetty.

After leaving Hetty, "I" flew back to the institute to observe the environment, and unexpectedly, I broke into an office.

It was here that I heard the unthinkable.

A technician was complaining to the USB flash drive in his hand, his tone was quite bad, and he sounded very impatient: "Hell, you want me to post-process the contents of this USB flash drive, this is the first time, and a useless thing has been processed repeatedly." ”

Another technician patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, don't say that, man, it's an order from above, we have to obey...... Although, I'm also dissatisfied. But I've heard that Mr. Leiz used it once and it had very satisfactory results. ”

"What effect can it have with such a broken video." The man said disdainfully and plugged the USB flash drive in. Enter the USB port, open the removable disk, and click on the only video in it.

I was stunned, that video was none other than the video about my mother that was meant to threaten me.

Then, the technician enlarged the video and did a small range of treatment on some flaws on the video, which is a very normal operation for post-maintenance videos, but I was surprised to find one thing.

The person in the video is not my mother!

After the high-resolution video is enlarged, the person in the video can even see the pores very clearly, but the person in the video does not have a red mole that is unique to his mother under his left cheek, yes, a very beautiful red mole, in the past, I have touched it many times because I like this red mole, even after many years, I still remember where the red mole is.

And the cheekbones in the video are higher than the mother's.

That person is not my mother, which means that Ben is lying to me, and there is a good chance that my mother is not in his hands!

I was so excited that I almost couldn't stop shouting that my mother was not under the control of the institute, which also meant that I would not have any burden and I could escape from here without threat.

This is simply good news!

After reconfirming that the person in the video was not my mother, I immediately flew to a safe place and hid, disconnected from the state, and retained my body, excitedly preparing my escape plan.

In the next few days, under my usual exercise, my mental strength has been improved, and I have wanted to visit Shi many times, but unfortunately the management of the real yàn department in Area D is very strict, and basically no one will go in at night, and I have not seen Shi so far. The number of tests I conducted that day gradually changed to five, and of course the results were still unsatisfactory, and the connection rate of each test subject hovered steadily in a value range, not too high or too low.

The impatient Chelson couldn't help but come over to see how the test was going, and he frantically asked Ben why the situation was so unsatisfactory, and Ben reluctantly told him that he couldn't control the results.

This brief quarrel ended with Chelson threatening me with my mother's life.

I clenched my fists and watched Chelson leave, it was a pity, if he hadn't threatened me with my mother's life, I might have raised my connection rate a little bit to satisfy his vanity, but he had offended my scales, which only made me more desperate to carry out my escape plan.

I raised my mental power to the top, and at the expense of sleep, I used the terrain of the Spirit Sharing Survey Institute and the switches of various key instruments.

According to my observations, there is surveillance in the room I am in, and there are personnel guarding outside, and it is quite difficult to break through the door of the metal alloy, so the only chance I can escape is during the connection test, as long as I disconnect the main electric switch and artificially interrupt the connection state, this will divert the attention of the staff at a certain level and give me a chance to escape.

This idea is quite risky, first, I have an electronic rope on my wrist, and it will take me a little time to get rid of this thing, second, the interruption of the connection may lead my consciousness into another dimension, and third, I found that the coupling cabin has an independent automatic power generation system, and after the main electric switch is cut off, the coupling cabin can generate electricity in a short period of time and re-enter the connection, and I can't estimate how short this time is.

The only thing that went well was that I succeeded in preventing March from reading my escape plan - just in the old days, because I was often bothered by March's arbitrary mind reading, I realized an ability to think twice at the same time, so that the mind reader could only read the first part of my thoughts, and could not read the second one, which greatly prevented March from reading my real thoughts, and brought me a lot of convenience. Therefore, even if they had this worthy assistant as March, they would not have known about my escape plan.

But this achievement is far from enough, and I still need more observation and planning to ensure the perfect implementation of the plan.

However, a few days later, an incident happened that forced me to advance my escape plan.