Wang's Information Vault.

After being identified, Wang Wanrou stepped into it and knocked on the bulletproof glass window.

On duty behind the window today is Old Man Wang, the oldest in the family, who is said to be over 150 years old. It is not known whether cloning or mechanical parts will be used to replace senescent organs. In short, although he used the black technology of the royal family to hang his life, no one doubted his loyalty to the family.

After all, the whole clan has a thought seal.

"It's actually gentle." Old man Wang was a little surprised. This little girl is usually super lazy, and it is rare to see her go to the vault once a year, why did she suddenly come over today?

"I want all the algorithms of the eight and seven grades." Wang Wanrou said.

"Oh, you're already eight, aren't you?" The old man turned around tremblingly, and began to search for it in the vast bookshelves.

"It's all here." A few minutes later, with a dozen or so books in his arms, he walked back slowly, pushing them through the gap under the window.

Wang Wanrou silently took the book, put it on the small cart next to her, and pushed it away.

Leaving the family land, he took a taxi at the door, transported all the books to Cheng Jinyang's house upstairs, and arranged them neatly in the cabinet in the study.

Miss Wang stood in front of the bookcase, silent for a moment, her fingertips sweeping the title page of each book.

After the order is spoken, the other party agrees to form a contract, and it is immediately enforced—this is the most superficial understanding of the ideological seal by outsiders.

In fact, the essence of the ideological seal has nothing to do with the contract, and the name "ideological seal" itself is not accurate enough.

At its core is the interaction between the minds.

Through a variety of higher-level algorithms, this psychic ability can achieve a universal effect that is almost akin to a Swiss Army knife. For example, hypnosis, communication, implanting memory, strengthening the will, controlling the mind......

Miss Wang can even say disdainfully, except for the Zheng family, a freak whose spirit directly interferes with reality, the effect of the bloodline ability of all psychic families, my mind steel seal can be realized—it's just a little more cumbersome to calculate.

Soon, she took out all the books related to "Spiritual Connection" from the shelves and arranged them on the table in order of difficulty.

On the far left is the "Thought Interface," another use of the ability. It only needs to say the command for the other party to hear, and it does not need the other party to agree to take effect.

However, the function of the thought interface is also different from that of the thought seal, and it does not impose any formal restrictions on the target, but only in the literal sense of the word: to create an interface on the mental surface of the target, to create the conditions for further mental influence to be exerted later.

For example, psychic communication.

The mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrate, and Wang Wanrou took it to see that it was her father calling.

"I heard that you have been promoted to the 8th grade?" As soon as he picked up the phone, Wang Maohong asked bluntly.

"Hmm." Wang Wanrou said.

"When?"

"Last week."

"That's a lot faster than you might estimate for pedigree."

"That was an estimate." Wang Wanrou said lightly, "It's normal to be different from reality." ”

"Well, that's a good thing after all." Wang Maohong didn't ask much, "You still live outside?" ”

"Yes."

"When are you going to come back?"

"It depends." Wang Wanrou chuckled, "Now that the Hui clan land, I'm afraid it's even more dangerous, right?" ”

Wang Maohong did not answer. However, silence itself is also an answer, so Wang Wanrou immediately understood that her uncle had openly taken action against Jiankang.

Alas, there is another war.

Hanging up the communication, Wang Wanrou sighed, put the books back on the shelf, and restored them one by one.

On the other hand, in the southern part of Jiangning District, Jiankang City, there are large and dense scientific research institutes and many colleges and universities, and it is also the first choice for college graduates from civilian backgrounds to find employment - although it is difficult for science and staff in this world to make a fortune, their salaries are very stable, and there is almost no risk of unemployment.

In the hospital in Jiangning District, Cheng Jinyang and Chu Qingqing successfully found the target ward, and saw Chu Debiao sitting silently by the glass window, inside was a little girl who was fixed by a restraint belt and was still in a deep coma.

"Qingqing?" Seeing his cousin come to visit, Chu Debiao was a little surprised, but soon calmed down again.

"Cousin, let's take a look at you." Chu Qingqing said in a low voice.

"I have a heart." Chu Debiao smiled bitterly, thanked him, and turned his gaze to Cheng Jinyang next to him, "This is ......"

Cheng Jinyang introduced himself: a son of the Shi clan, born in the Shendu Cheng family, Qingqing's current boyfriend.

Chu Debiao nodded, but he didn't show displeasure like Chu Qingqing's two brothers, but said with some emotion:

"Oh, Qingqing is a good girl, but there will be a lot of resistance on the family's side. If you really make up your mind to be together, you will have to overcome many difficulties in the future. ”

Sure enough, people from poor families just don't have the arrogance of being "superior" like the children of a family, which makes Cheng Jinyang's first impression of him very good. Thinking of his previous rash and groundless suspicion that he was an internal ghost, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty in my heart.

"Your sister, what's going on?" He asked with concern.

"It's not good." Chu Debiao shook his head, "At present, we can only try to slow down the deterioration of her body. ”

"The poison of a puppet is not a toxin made of matter." Chu Qingqing explained softly, "It is closer to an energy field, difficult to observe and interfere with, and will gradually assimilate normal humans into puppets. Once the infection is too deep, it is basically irreversible. ”

"Hmm......" Cheng Jinyang somehow remembered Su Lili again for no reason.

If Su Lili hadn't been directly devoured by demons at that time, he was just injected with toxin......

Then maybe at this time, like Chu Debiao's sister, she will be confined to a room that is guarded by layers and more like a prison than a special care ward, relying on various instruments to maintain her life, dying on the verge of demonization.

And he, perhaps, is like Chu Debiao, who comes here every day to guard her silently, outside the tempered glass window, powerless, and his heart is like a knife.

It's too sadistic.

"Thank you, then, for coming and visiting her." Probably not in the mood to talk more, Chu Debiao got up from his chair, "I should go back too." ”

He's going back? Cheng Jinyang quickly calculated, it would be at least 40 minutes from the hospital here, and Ah Zhi estimated that his residence would have been searched long ago, so there was no need to drag him here.

"Jinyang." Chu Debiao came to the edge of the staircase, suddenly turned around, and asked, "I remember that you also became a naturalized citizen from a poor family, right?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?" Cheng Jinyang asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, I'm just asking." Chu Debiao smiled and said, "After all, I'm the same." The days before entering the family were not easy......"

He turned and walked down the stairs: "This bastard is the way of the world. So many people, like garbage, are easily discarded......"

Cheng Jinyang, who was still thinking about Su Lili just now, was a little uncomfortable by his words (remembering Su Lili's death). I stared at the glass window for a long time before I let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Don't take it personally." Chu Qingqing said softly, "After all, he fled from the north, and he has suffered too much, so his personality is naturally a little extreme." But after all, my Chu family is kind to him, and I don't think it should be an internal ghost. ”

As if to slap her in the face, Xing Yuanzhi's phone call soon came:

"Jinyang! There's something wrong with that Chu De watch! We found the joint record between him and the Wuchang informant! ”