Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 76: The tortured soul
What exactly is the soul? No one can give an answer to this yet.
But what Oranto knows from countless practices is that matter determines consciousness. As long as he can completely control the body, he is not afraid of not being able to control the soul.
“I control the smallest nerve signal transmission in your body. Do you know what this means?”
“The seat of the soul is the brain, and the brain is just a ‘slave’ of nerve signals.”
“Knee-jerk reflex, do you understand?”
“As long as you tap the ligament under your knee lightly, your quadriceps will contract uncontrollably, causing your calf to kick forward quickly.”
“Although the neural activity of the brain is far more complicated than the knee-jerk reflex, the principle is the same: as long as I transmit the corresponding neural signals to your brain, you will have a false but real feeling out of thin air.”
Olanto’s voice is like a demon
This voice did not come from his mouth, but appeared directly in Fugo’s mind:
“Just like now”
“I obviously didn’t speak, but your brain still ‘heard’ me.”
“Enough is enough!”
A look of fear appeared on Fuge’s face.
As a senior intellectual who was able to enter college at the age of 13, he certainly knew what Olanto’s words meant.
Just like what was described in the science fiction blockbuster “The Matrix” that was just released in the past two days, if there was a way to completely control the brain, humans could even be imprisoned in a completely virtual world without even noticing.
“Haha, it’s actually not as mysterious as you think.”
“I’m not a supercomputer, but I don’t have the ability to create such a complex and realistic illusion.”
“Otherwise, there’s no point in giving in. I can just use the illusion to control you.”
“But don’t be happy too early”
“If it’s a scene that already exists in your memory, or some relatively simple physical sensations, I can still simulate it perfectly.”
Olanto’s joking voice echoed in his mind again:
“By the way, don’t use the movie that just came out as a comparison.”
“I haven’t watched “The Matrix” yet, and I asked you to spoil it.”
“You?!” Hearing this, Fuge became more and more panicked: “How do you know what I am thinking?!”
“Is it difficult?”
“Can you still read the thoughts and memories in my brain?!”
As he recalled what Olanto had just said, an unprecedented despair came over him:
Even the most private and core brain is controlled by others. I have completely become a slave to this monster.
I can’t resist at all
Do you have no choice but to obey? !
Wait
An even greater fear surged in Fugo’s mind:
“Where did the pessimistic thoughts just come from?”
“Is this how I feel, or is it the idea that the monster forced on me with neural signals?”
“Damn!!”
He held his head in pain and despair:
“Asshole, don’t mess with my brain!”
“You disgusting parasite”
“I’m going to kill you, I’m going to grind you into a pulp!”
The long-suppressed mania in Fugo’s heart surged out like a flood bursting a bank, actually producing a kind of effect of fighting fire with fire, forcibly suppressing the false thoughts imposed by Olanto.
“There is such an ugly truth hidden under the gentle appearance, and you are using this manic mood to resist my spiritual suggestion?”
“What a surprise”
Olanto sighed helplessly, but there was no trace of panic in his tone:
“It seems like a lot of effort has been wasted.”
As he spoke, he carefully observed the movements of Li Qing, Giorno and others with his eyes glued to Fugo’s chest:
Sure enough
They didn’t make any moves at all, or in other words, they couldn’t do anything even if they wanted to.
At this moment, Olanto’s body has completely integrated with Fugo.
The disgusting lump of flesh adhered to Fugo’s shoulders, arms, chest, waist and abdomen, and merged with Fugo’s own flesh and blood.
Even the most skilled surgeon cannot separate these two people.
In this case, Fugo’s life is tightly bound to Olanto.
Li Qing and others naturally did not dare to act rashly.
“Very good, since everyone is free, let me train you!”
“Hey, dear Fugo, you asked for this.”
Olanto’s evil laughter echoed in my mind again:
“The feeling of being stabbed with a knife just now is exciting enough, right?”
“Now let me help you simulate it. How does it feel to be pierced by ten knives at the same time?”
As soon as he finished speaking, an unprecedented pain surged into Fuge’s brain like a tsunami.
Obviously he did not suffer any physical harm, but Fugo could still feel it clearly
His arms, shoulders, chest, and thighs were all pierced by an invisible steel knife in this instant!
The experience of the blade cutting through the muscles was so real, the feeling of blood gushing out was so frightening, and the endless pain made him so uncomfortable that he could not live or die.
“Are you satisfied?”
“The human body has a self-protection mechanism of ‘shock’, but”
“As long as I’m here to help you, it’s impossible for you to pass out from the pain!”
“Whether it is ten knives, a hundred knives, or the Lingchi execution of 3,600 knives, no matter what, you will not be unconscious or die.”
Olanto’s voice was like a demon.
Fugo then understood why Fernando’s expression was so solemn when he warned him before his death:
“Just using a knife is too boring, let’s try something else haha!”
“The feeling of being hit to death by a car, the feeling of being shot to death, the feeling of being struck to death by lightning, the feeling of being drowned in water”
“I can let you experience countless different ways to die, but you can only live in this false **** forever, and you will never reach the “reality of death”! ”
“Ahhhhhh!”
Fuge roared in agony.
What’s really scary is that he can only yell in his heart.
Because he was worried that Li Qing and others would see something wrong and hinder his training of the host, Olanto even blocked Fugo’s control of facial muscles and vocal organs, so that he could not show his pain to the outside world.
At this moment, Fuge can only bear this despair alone:
“How many times do I have to die? How will my next death be? What should I do?”
“Don’t continue ahhhhhhh!!”
Olanto did not speak, he was still inflicting false but real punishment on Fugo’s body.
But at the same time, he was slightly surprised, even annoyed:
Because although Fuge was in agony and completely desperate, he still did not give in.
Yes, his soul still has not surrendered.
Under the impact of death again and again, Fugo’s spirit almost collapsed, but he never begged Olanto for mercy.
“What a terrible will this is”
“The average host can’t even survive the mental suggestion of the first level, but he can withstand such a cruel death experience and persists until now.”
“Che really got into trouble this time!”
Olanto cursed helplessly, and then carefully observed the actions of Li Qing and others:
After a short wait, they seemed to be unable to resist making some small moves.
“You can’t use a host that has not been trained well.”
“You forced me to do this, Fugo.”
Olanto’s voice turned completely cold:
“In addition to inflicting pain, the way I train my hosts is to inflict fear.”
“Now let me go through the memories in your mind and let you carefully experience the most terrifying scene in your life!”
Just finished speaking
Fuge was in a daze, and the scene in front of him kept changing like a revolving lantern.
Finally, a bad memory buried in his heart was mercilessly brought up by Olanto, and then restored to the present with the most realistic feeling:
That was more than a year ago, when Fuge was still in college.
To be precise, it was the last day before he was expelled from the university.
The reason why Fuge, a talented young man, was expelled from the university was precisely because of what happened on this day
That day, he used an Encyclopedia Britannica weighing four kilograms to smash a respected university professor into intensive care.
Fuge did this because he was experiencing an inner mania, and his inner mania was actually caused by external factors.
And this external factor stimulus is now being “replayed” in Fugo’s mind in an extremely real way:
“Fu Ge.”
“Good figure, quite strong.”
In the library of the university, a male professor over fifty years old was patting Fu Ge affectionately on the shoulder and making flirtatious remarks.
“Professor, what are you doing?”
“How old are you, and you are still so shy? I think you don’t understand at all.”
“Know, what do you know?”
“You have to understand, there are some good ones in my office.”
“Hello? Is this your thesis, professor?”
“What kind of paper! It’s more interesting than a paper and can teach you how to be an adult”
“”
Halfway through the memory replay, Fugo gave in:
“Enough, enough!”
At that time, he was able to smash the professor’s head with a book, but now he can only stand and let others slaughter him.
Fuge didn’t dare to think about what he would experience next, but he hesitated for a while and then gave up resistance completely:
“Let me go, I am willing to obey!”