Click, click, click.

This is the sound that water makes when it keeps dripping down the forehead and eyebrows.

Click, click.

Wang Ran woke up from a coma in a daze, only to feel that her eyes were dry, and the dazzling light pierced her eyes, and she subconsciously wanted to squint, but her attempt failed, and she felt that something seemed to be stuck in her upper and lower eyelids, so that she couldn't close her eyes as she wished.

She could only focus her gaze in the direction of the droplets.

A strange device that resembled both a funnel and a drip bottle came into view, the hanging bottle hanging from the ceiling by a thin steel cable, the mouth of the bottle facing her and oozing water droplets.

The droplets of water dripped out of that hanging bottle.

Smack.

Another drop of water fell on Wang Ran's forehead.

The delicate mechanism at the mouth of the bottle adjusts the water flowing from the bottle, dripping down on her forehead and eyebrows at a rate of one drop per second.

Sophisticated and mechanical.

Although she didn't fully understand what the current situation was, the unfamiliar environment around her and the strange device above her head made Wang Ran instinctively feel a wave of horror in her heart, she wanted to raise her hand, she wanted to turn her head, and she wanted to stand up......

But after a futile struggle, she realized that she couldn't move at all.

Her hands, feet, back, cervical spine and even her head were firmly fixed, and no matter how she struggled, her vision never shook in the slightest, and the drops of water dripping from above still dripped impartially on the center of her eyebrows.

The chair underneath him motioned as if it were firmly welded to the ground.

Smack.

Another drop of water fell on the center of his eyebrows, and more memory fragments sprung up in Wang Ran's mind, and his muddy consciousness gradually regained consciousness.

About the memory of health supplement pills that I bought from senior seniors that are said to improve concentration and learning ability.

About the memory of taking the truth pill for a long time, the grades are getting better and better.

As for that kind of consciousness elevation, the ideas and methods of solving problems are spread out layer by layer in front of my eyes, and new ideas are constantly popping up in my head, as if they have become a memory of the problem from God's perspective.

Memories of being captured by a strange man with a terrifying greatsword in his hand.

But these memories only flashed before her eyes for a moment, and she was back in that nightmarish hell again.

"No ——!!!"

The girl's screams of misery and deformation echoed in this small room of only a dozen square meters.

"Don't! Don't—don't come back here! Don't let me come back here again! Help me! Help me!!! Ah——!!!h ”

Her head and cervical vertebrae were so fixed that she couldn't turn them, and her eyes were stuck with some kind of device, and she couldn't even close her eyes, and no matter how terrible and broken her screams were, she could only watch the droplets of water oozing from the hanging bottle fall on her forehead.

Smack.

The droplets of water oozing from the bottle are endless, endless.

The center of the eyebrows began to ache faintly again, and Wang Ran couldn't tell whether the pain from the center of the eyebrows was a phantom pain caused by fear or a real pain.

The continuous dripping water made her involuntarily focus her spirit and attention on the center of her forehead and eyebrows, feeling the moment when the water droplets dripped down and exploded on her skin.

Mental concentration can make the subtle touch unbearable, and the pain will be magnified, just like a child who is too afraid of the pain of an injection and involuntarily focuses on his arm, which makes it feel more painful.

The repetition of mechanical boring phenomena will also gradually torture her mental consciousness, causing her to have a lot of delusions.

The girl's senses and spirit become distorted and deviated from normal standards in this concentration, transfer, and magnification.

Sometimes the dripping water droplets are like boiling boiling water, which will burn her eyebrows and hurt, and sometimes it is as cold as ice water, almost freezing her brain.

But most of the time, she felt the dripping droplets, like a sharp knife in free fall and stabbing into her eyebrows, and then stabbing into her brain and stirring violently......

The pure white room could not feel the passage of time, Wang Ran didn't know how long she had been in this room, and she didn't know how long she would stay, and she didn't blink for a long time, so that her eyes felt dry as if they were about to explode, and she tried to squeeze the muscles of her face, hoping to use this way to lubricate and soothe her dry eyes.

There was also a hot pain in his throat, from the beginning he couldn't hold back the screams of panic, despair and pain, but now Wang Ran was almost speechless.

But the room was like a secluded place, and no matter how many times she called, how many times she cried, how many times she pleaded, how many times she gave in, no one would pay attention to her. It's as if the people who put her here and torture them don't care what will happen to her.

But she could still vaguely feel that someone was watching her, and this feeling was amazing, as if she was aware that someone was quietly peeking at her, and Wang Ran could feel that there was a gaze in this room, cold, indifferent, and condescending to examine herself.

There was one person, or several people, who were silently watching her, and now she only hoped for a relief, and she was willing to do anything as long as she could spare her.

But no matter how much they pleaded, the people still ignored her.

"Leave me alone...... Please...... Leave me alone......"

His voice was hoarse to the point of losing his voice, and his spirit was on the verge of limiting. Wang Ran couldn't remember how long she hadn't rested and closed her eyes, she couldn't blink, couldn't turn her head, couldn't look away, she could only sit quietly on a chair like a person paralyzed in bed, waiting for the next drop of water to fall on her eyebrows.

Smack.

The drops of water dripped down Wang Ran's forehead as always.

But something is different that this time she felt that with the dripping of water droplets, she already had a string in her brain, as if a string was also quietly breaking with the explosion of water droplets.

The last moment before consciousness was frantically dissolved.

She saw a figure walking towards her.

"Now you're one of us, welcome to our great program......"

…………

Yandu, the old city, a stronghold rented by hunters.

Alex removed his broad palms from the sleeping girl's head and opened his eyes with a gloomy expression.

"What's wrong?" Wu Ming, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, saw the old hunter's ugly face and lifted his dream, "Did you fail to fall asleep?" ”

Alex reached out and rubbed his bulging temples: "The spirit has broken down...... The deepest impression is the torture memory of being captured by the Truth Society and tortured by water droplets, that scene is deeply imprinted in her consciousness and memory, even in her dreams, she repeats that nightmare, and it may take a lot of effort to wash it away......"

After dealing with the various problems brought by the shock of the film world to Yandu, Wu Ming took Zhao Xida and Elizabeth to follow Alex to the hunter's stronghold in the old city, preparing to conduct a memory search on the psykers captured by Zhao Xida, and further search for information and information about the master and the Truth Society.

Also returning were Otto, along with the seventy-three victims he and Zhao had snatched back from the Truth Society.

However, the search for the memories of these psykers did not go well, their minds and spirits were in a state of extreme madness and paranoia, and there were also people who set limits on key points in their memories, and Alex tried many times, but failed to find useful information from their memories.

At the same time, there is a memory gap of more than two weeks in the memories of these psionics of the Truth Society, and that memory has been completely washed away, and even if they are in a dream, they can't remember the memory that has been washed away.

Because the search for the psykers' memories was deadlocked, they had to focus on the seventy-three victims first.

Alex's fingers shone brightly, and gently tapped at Wang Ran's forehead, but when his fingers were about to touch the latter's eyebrows, his hand stiffened, and after stopping in the air for half a second, he slowly moved his finger to point at the girl's temple, after doing all this, the girl's painful and distorted expression gradually eased, and Alex also breathed a sigh of relief, turning his head to look at Wu Ming.

"Moreover, from her memory, I found something related to the master......"