Mystery Makes Me Strong

Early the next morning, Wen Rensheng followed the Hu family siblings to the conference hall to assess candidates as usual.

On this day, it is completely an assembly line operation.

Compared with Xie Linghui, the other thorny candidates who tried to cover up their progress were completely insignificant.

But they are not stupid, they only used some mysterious skills they learned, or some mysterious skills to try to disguise their progress.

In this case, it is difficult to directly judge it as cheating in the regulations.

After all, they did not rely on external objects and others, which can be attributed to their own abilities.

But it still has to be judged as a "not cooperating with regular inspections" and recorded in the file. At least if you want to enter the inspection department system, it will be a big hindrance.

If you remember this kind of thing too much, you will be blacklisted by the inspectorate.

There are no candidates like Xie Linghui, just like yesterday, I was busy in one morning.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Rensheng had eaten and rested for a while in the hotel room before he was notified by a special person.

Liu Xuncha sent him a live link, and he turned on the laptop provided by the hotel and switched to that live link.

The live broadcast scene is like an interrogation room, but compared with the previous ones, the specifications are much higher.

Inspector Liu, who was dressed in a black uniform, had no choice but to stand aside, and beside him stood a member of the Supervision Department in a white uniform, one black and one white, which was very appropriate for the occasion.

Two men wearing gold and silver masks were sitting at the interrogation table.

The object of the interrogation was behind a silver fence, a stooped old man, who seemed to be Li Shi'an who hadn't heard from him for a long time.

When Wen Rensheng saw the old man, he immediately lifted his spirits. Until today, the "death of the expert" incident finally has the hope of being resolved!

"Li Shi'an, don't you want to confess?" the silver-masked man spoke first.

There was a metallic texture in his voice, which was so breathtaking that the fence trembled a little.

"What is there to explain? Find evidence if you have the ability. If you have evidence, let me say anything."

Li Shi'an sat behind the fence, but he was indifferent, and even closed his eyes, acting like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"In that case, I have to listen to one thing for you." The silver-masked man waved his hand back.

Liu Xuncha took out the recorder from last night and started playing it.

The voice of the man in the white suit appeared again.

"Li Shi'an, that old fool, would actually take you... an ancestral seed owner with multiple personalities, as evidence that the ancestral seed can make people reincarnate..."

Li Shi'an only heard half of it, and opened his eyes.

"Impossible, it's impossible, I can't be wrong!"

He straightened up from the chair, grabbed the silver fence, screamed hysterically!

"What's impossible? All you think is reincarnation, but that doesn't exist at all." The silver-masked man said disdainfully.

"What do you know?" Li Shi'an glared at him fiercely. "Mysterious world, profound, unfathomable... Reincarnation is true! That woman, that girl surnamed Wei, her actions, her breath, are clearly It's the ancients!"

Wen Rensheng was shocked, of course he knew who the other party was talking about——Wei Yiqing.

The time when the two met was after Xu Yunshuang was seriously injured, it was Wei Yiqing and the other person he treated.

Later, Xu Qingshu asked Li Shi'an and He Shiqiang to see if there were any sequelae...

Is the other party actually an ancient?

No wonder it always gives him a feeling of unknown age.

"Quiet, let me tell you the truth," the golden-masked man said suddenly, "We have already studied this phenomenon. Many generations of alien species often have a little memory of the previous host."

"This kind of memory residue will make the next alien have the feeling that he is someone else. This is one of the inevitable defects of multiple generations of aliens. The performance of ancestral aliens is even stronger, probably due to the power of blood Existence, the same bloodline, it is easier to activate the residual memory of the previous generation."

"No, you're all lying to me!" Li Shi'an yelled wildly, interrupting him, "That's absolutely not the case, that girl is reincarnated, her behavior sometimes is completely another person!"

"You are wrong," the golden-masked man said in a cold tone, like a narrator with no emotion, "After scientific research, the alien can only serve as a data carrier, similar to a USB flash drive, and cannot really transfer a person's soul consciousness give others."

"You are proficient in puppetry yourself, so you should understand this best. Soul transfer is impossible at all. You can only remotely control other people's body and mind, creating the illusion of soul transfer."

"In fact, souls are not exchanged. It's just that human beings are fragile creatures, and their brains are too easily confused by various feelings. Just like people look at chopsticks in water, they are not bent at all. Stupid brains, see it bent by themselves. gone."

Wen Rensheng listened carefully. The man with the golden mask spoke convincingly. It seems that he should be a senior researcher, and a researcher in the field of soul.

He just smiled at the end.

In fact, Li Shi'an was right. An example of reincarnation, isn't it just sitting behind the screen...

But no one will ever know that, never will.

"No, it's impossible, I'm right, it's you who are wrong!" Li Shi'an continued to roar, but his hands were weakly released from the fence.

"You actually fully understand," the silver-masked man said relentlessly, giving him the final blow, "you are just returning to the essence of an ordinary person before the fear of death comes. You start to fear death, you start praying to God and worshiping Buddha, You start begging for fate, and you start looking for a sustenance for your fragile heart..."

"You are a coward!"

Li Shi'an finally had nothing to say.

A few minutes later, he sat on the chair with his head in his arms, and said weakly, "You can ask whatever you want. However, before that, I hope you will meet my request."

The silver-masked man nodded and said, "Go ahead."

"You just said that alien species can carry the host's memory, so do you know how to keep your own memory on it?" Li Shi'an sighed.

Memories are just data, and amnesia does not mean death.

On the contrary, everyone loses a lot of memory every day.

The book you just memorized, don’t say it for a day, you may forget it in 5 minutes...

"Oh, do you want to pass on your will?" the silver-masked man asked.

"Yes, since I can't live on my own, I have no choice but to learn from ordinary people, find a successor, and pass on my ambitions. But compared to ordinary people, I want to do better, using alien species as a strong constraint, After all, there are many heirs who betrayed the previous generation." Li Shi'an said frankly.

The silver-masked man glanced at the golden-masked man.

The latter shook his head and said: "I won't lie to you. In fact, this is an important topic of our research. If you are interested, you can join our research group. In terms of your past achievements, I can give you an opportunity to make up for it." Opportunities allow you to leave this world with a decent identity."

"Hmph," Li Shi'an couldn't help sneering when he heard this, "It's nice to say, but I just want to squeeze the last bit of value out of me. Forget it, let's take it as compensation...I promise you. Now you can ask."

The silver-masked man nodded, and then gave a heavy blow: "Senior He Shiqiang, how did he die?"

Li Shi'an was slightly taken aback when he heard this familiar name, his old face seemed to be lost in memory.

No one urged him.

After a while, he sighed and said: "That old man, he was five years older than me, and died four years ago. But he didn't die of old age, but committed suicide. His purpose of suicide is also very ridiculous..."

The crowd listened intently.

"He, like me, only found out that he was a coward who was afraid of death when he was old..."

"I tried to persuade him at the time, since you are going to kill yourself, why not be brave? Use your body to suppress the disaster eyes left by those mysterious natural disasters, so that future generations can commemorate them forever."

"After he heard it, he scolded me: What if the soul can really be reincarnated? If you use your body to suppress the disaster, the soul and flesh will be directly swallowed by the disaster. Isn't that hopeless?"

At this point, a trace of grievance appeared on Li Shiqiang's face: "That's what I thought at the time. I can't die meaninglessly like ordinary old people. I have to live wonderfully and die vigorously. I have to be remembered by future generations."

"But he, but he shouldn't have said those things to me. After he finished speaking, I had already resigned myself to my fate, and there were waves. Then he also asked me to use the puppet technique immediately after his soul dissipated. , to keep his body fresh."

"He wants to imitate the ancient pharaohs and modern freezing technology, waiting for the reincarnated souls to come back in the future..."

"This old thing is much more beautiful than mine!"