In the darkness, Lu Qing didn't reply to Ding Meng. From her expression, she seemed to be hesitating. She seemed to have made a great decision before she clenched her teeth. Then, her eyes shone brightly as she sent another message to him.
This time, it was Ding Meng's turn to be astonished. The scene in front of him was truly … He didn't know what to say. The first thing that entered his eyes was Sheng Tianming's tall and imposing figure. It was simply a photo album with all kinds of styles, postures, and handsomeness.
Next was Lu Qing's photo album. These pictures were all of Lu Qing's daily life in Star Ring. Naturally, they were also extremely charming and beautiful.
Next was the scene of the two people entering the wedding hall hand in hand. Finally, there were some unbearable scenes, such as Lu Qing's sweet and graceful panting appearance under Sheng Tianming's body.
"These are all illusions," Xiao Ai suddenly said.
Ding Meng was also expressionless. "This isn't worsening, but an infectious psychokinesis."
"She has hyperthymesia, so after being invaded by this infectious psychokinesis, her hippocampus region will become even more chaotic and unstable. Ordinary medical instruments won't be able to cure her."
Ding Meng also reacted. This was definitely the result of the competition. The opponent had invaded her brain and forcibly instilled these illusions into her. Their intentions were extremely despicable and shameless, as if they were trying to brainwash her. They wanted to tell her that she and Sheng Tianming were a perfect match and that she could only obtain true happiness by doing certain things with him. Therefore, it was said that psychokinesis depended on how a fluxer used it. If it was used on the right path, it would naturally benefit the masses, but if it was used on the wrong path, it would be incomparably harmful.
This infectious psychokinesis far surpassed Lu Qing's common psychokinesis. After being injected, her cultivation had completely stagnated. Moreover, even if she didn't cultivate, she would still be tormented by these illusions until she wished she was dead.
In the darkness, Ding Meng sighed deeply. "Miss Lu, thank you for trusting me so much and letting me see so much without holding back."
Lu Qing, on the other hand, was very calm. "Old president had once said that the first requirement to cure me was to be a flux energy Warlock, because only flux energy Warlocks can establish a mental link with each other."
Ding Meng completely agreed with this statement. Although the 《Spirit Link》 could connect psionicists, it was a one-sided transmission of information. For example, if Lu Qing and Liang Yi established a connection, then only Lu Qing could transmit information to Liang Yi, while Liang Yi couldn't transmit information to Lu Qing. But fluxers were different, they could communicate with each other.
There was another benefit of 《Spirit Link》. After two fluxers communicated with each other, they could share the pain of the illusions as well as the joy of each other's harvest. In other words, after Ding Meng and Lu Qing communicated with each other, the pain of Lu Qing's cultivation could be reduced by at least half.
Lu Qing continued, "Secondly, the psychokinesis of this flux energy warlock far surpasses mine."
This was also reasonable. If Ding Meng was weaker than Lu Qing, not to mention sharing the pressure, the two of them might go mad together.
Lu Qing continued, "The final condition is that this fellow cultivator also cultivates universal psychokinesis, because universal psychokinesis is the source of all kinds of psychokinesis. If it is damaged, the psychokinesis of other types won't be of much help …"
She sighed again. "But there isn't a single person in the entire God Wars Starfield who can fulfill all three conditions. I have already been searching for eight whole years. I had already given up all hope and was planning to go and beg for help after a period of time."
Going to beg for help naturally meant paying a visit to the flux energy warlock with the infectious psychokinesis and asking him to remove the illusions. Naturally, the price for removing the illusions would be to agree to Sheng Tianming's outrageous request.
Ding Meng also sighed. "Even if you go and beg for help now, I'm afraid it's already too late."
Lu Qing asked in astonishment, "Why?"
Ding Meng said, "I'm almost certain that he won't be able to remove the illusions now. You haven't broken through to spirit general and your cultivation has also stopped for eight years. The situation in your hippocampus has become extremely complicated, but your mind is still normal, which proves that the memory fibers haven't been completely destroyed."
Lu Qing looked at him with her beautiful eyes and said earnestly, "But when I met you in the plaza, I discovered that your blind spot was much larger than mine. I knew that I had hope again."
Ding Meng felt some sympathy for Lu Qing's bitter experience. He was also moved by Lu Qing's bitter struggle to survive because it was quite similar to his own. Everyone was a fellow cultivator who had struggled through life and death situations, so there was no need to keep her at arm's length, let alone make things difficult for her.
Ding Meng sighed. "I also don't have complete certainty that I can cure you."
Lu Qing said, "But you have a way, right?"
Ding Meng definitely had to consult Xiao Ai about his method. Xiao Ai said, "What I can be sure of is that you first have to repair her memory fibers, just like how you treated Fan Chengying. However, Fan Chengying is a warlord, but she isn't. She has hyperthymesia, and these illusions have tortured her for eight years. You can only use the old method of transmitting some positive information to her. However, she's not an ordinary person, and some simple images won't be able to cure her."
Ding Meng frowned and said, "How should I treat her?"
Xiao Ai hesitated and said, "This is exactly what Principal Zhu Bin mentioned back then. The real dominant force is the evolutionary domain related to value rationality, and that is your memory. Ding Meng, you've also experienced a lot of painful memories, but Little Rascal once said that she saw many valuable qualities in you. If you really want to cure her, you have to transmit your memories to her. Those memories are full of passion, justice, kindness, and everything positive. Once they're instilled in her, they can naturally dispel the infectious psychokinesis. As for whether it can cure hyperthymesia, this will depend on luck. In the end, it still depends on whether you trust her or not."
"I understand!"
Ding Meng nodded and looked up at Lu Qing again. "Miss Lu, I do have a way, but I can't promise you whether it will work or not."
Lu Qing's eyes glowed. "It doesn't matter. What do you need, Mr. Ding Meng? Just tell me."
Ding Meng sighed. "Miss Lu, my method is to use psychokinesis to enter your brain and dispel these negative illusions for you. At the same time, I will instill my memories into you. Your Mind Link can't resist it. Do you understand what I mean?"
Of course, Lu Qing understood that this meant that her [Mental Link] had to be completely opened up. Just like the mainframe system on the starship, it required full access. In other words, Ding Meng could see all the secrets on Lu Qing.
Lu Qing hesitated for a moment, then decisively raised her head and said, "No problem. As long as I don't suffer this torture, I'll do anything you want me to do. Of course, I can't accept that bastard Sheng Tianming."
Ding Meng sighed. "Don't worry, I'm not Sheng Tianming."
Lu Qing said, "Then, let's start now!"
The two of them immediately sat cross-legged on the sofa. Ding Meng was now actively transmitting the Mind Link. A large number of psychokinesis dots quickly entered Lu Qing's brain. Ding Meng quickly switched to Xiao Ai's microscopic view. This scene was very familiar. The memory neurons in Lu Qing's brain were indeed like jellyfish tissues, connected by crystal clear fibers.
However, Lu Qing was completely different from Fan Chengying back then. The entire narrow and long hippocampus area was already turning black. The memory fibers were no longer simply yellow and red. They were completely black. This was already on the verge of collapse.
Seeing this scene, Ding Meng was somewhat impressed. She could still hold on under such huge mental pressure. He had to admit that Lu Qing's willpower was also first-class.
Xiao Ai said, "It will take some time, and it will be very painful for her."
Ding Meng nodded. "Miss Lu, I'm afraid that repairing your memory fibers will require some pain in your brain. If you can't hold on, please say something."
Lu Qing said, "I can definitely hold on."
Although she said she could hold on, in fact, her head was in extreme pain. This was because Ding Meng found that the hippocampus area was very unstable. He had to continuously inject more psychokinesis dots to stabilize the memory fibers.
As the fibers gradually regained their brightness, beads of sweat fell from Lu Qing's head. Her whole body was trembling from the pain in her brain. Not long after, she was drenched in sweat.
Xiao Ai said, "Okay, now we'll start injecting your memory."
Ding Meng also understood that he had to be selective when injecting his memory. He could not transmit all the information about the K virus to her. After thinking about it, Ding Meng still transmitted the complete origin of the T-shaped claw knife.
He started with his eldest brother when he was young. The hardships of collecting the Star Weave Grass. He was rescued by Huzi in a fire. He was given a knife when they parted. He fought bravely on the frontlines and was rescued by the princess. Many years later, he returned to the border. However, his old friend had passed away. His eldest brother met Ding Wenhe by chance and then participated in the Martial Arts Symposium. The scene where his eldest brother questioned the king left a deep impression.
"May I ask the king if this knife is considered the best knife in the world this year …"
The hero's knife was passed down from generation to generation. Generation after generation, people gave their all for it. Ding Meng's memory fell back to that distant winter.
In the snowstorm, the image of Brother Zheng Ming leaped into his eyes. Every time he recalled Brother Zheng Ming, Ding Meng's eyes would always brim with tears.
"Ding Meng, my good brother, if I meet with misfortune this time, please take back this knife and protect it well. Let the hero's knife be passed down from generation to generation. Our 'big brother' of each generation has not let down the previous generation's trust …"
With that, he took the claw knife and strode toward the wooden house. Supporting Miss Qiao, he slowly and steadily walked toward the distant mountains.
In the courtyard of the Tian family mansion, Zheng Ming's face showed no fear in the face of all the sects and nobles present. His voice was sonorous and powerful. "You want me to give Skywing a chance to turn over a new leaf?
Then, who will return her a life of bliss and innocence? "
The hero's knife was never afraid of any power or nobility. In the courtyard, there were flashes of light and shadows of swords and air currents. After twenty rounds, Zhan Long's dagger fell from his hand. His right wrist was dripping with blood. However, after twenty rounds, Brother Zheng Ming collapsed in a pool of blood. Miss Qiao was wailing like a madwoman …
"Live well …" These were Brother Zheng Ming's last words before he died.
These words were not only left for Miss Qiao, but also encouraged Ding Meng to move forward bravely and never back down.
Looking at these images, listening to these voices, and looking at these faces, tears welled up in Lu Qing's eyes unknowingly.