Chapter 163 The Practice of Attracting People

The soul of a mortal is like the void before the creation of the world, empty and dark, and even the twinkling stars are hard to see - it seems that all valuable things, valuable emotions, and valuable thoughts are hidden in this deep and lightless darkness.

Darkness is both the color that mortals fear and the color that mortals protect.

But Watson still relied on the resonance rhythm of the heart phase of the same frequency to detect the abnormality in this dark and lonely void. He was like a Labrador dog tracking prey by the smell of urine, and he also followed the weak heart beat hidden in the dark void to track down the unawakened heart phase of experimenter No. 1.

Heart is the principle of longevity and continuation. Any living life must have a potential heart phase, which is the basic characteristic to maintain the survival of living beings in the world.

Watson's thought tentacles were also trembling slightly, just like the toes of his world life body when he woke up. The almost completely consistent frequency allowed him to touch the potential stars under the black curtain of the void, the heart image that had not yet awakened but must exist.

In his heart's perception, this slightly pulsating heart image was like a vibrant life planet, with a large amount of bright red and pink vegetation covering the surface of the planet. That was the color of vitality and also the color of vitality.

The full vitality was like a carpet woven with flesh and blood, and like a twisted and fluctuating skin, wrapping this heart planet. Even the rotation of the planet itself was inevitably dragged down by this pile of heavy vitality, and it was very difficult to rotate smoothly. During the rotation, it seemed to emit some kind of violent gasps like a dying old man.

The huge thought tentacles, as brilliant and gorgeous as the mottled galaxy, finally touched the young heart planet that was tortured by vitality, and then the front end of the thought tentacles differentiated into countless constantly vibrating tiny blades, like the lancets in the hands of top surgeons, accurately and steadily dismantling the sticky bloody flesh carpet into tiny pieces and gradually peeling them off.

When Watson peeled off half of the bloody flesh carpet, the heart-shaped planet that had re-exposed its true appearance trembled slightly, as if grateful for his help.

However, the countless vibrating blades did not stop their actions, and continued to cut the bloody flesh carpet, stripping the vitality of the No. 1 experiment subject - the heart-shaped planet trembled more and more, it seemed to understand that the bright galaxy in the shape of a tentacle in front of it was not a kind helper, but a hungry ghost coming to claim its life!

It also finally discovered that the bright celestial bodies inside the tentacles that looked like stars were not round planets, but moths fluttering their wings! ! !

The sharp blade tentacles condensed by the Moth River continued to strip the vitality of the next experimenter. They had completely absorbed the vitality of the 120 ml diluted injection, but still failed to satisfy its heterogeneous hunger - the tentacles have now begun to greedily absorb their own original vitality!

Guillermo Hoxha, the No. 1 experimenter, although he could not sense the situation inside the soul body, he could clearly feel the loss of vitality in his body. When the surging and exciting energy slowly drained away at the beginning, he felt a little happy that he could finally get rid of the experiments of this group of weird cultists!

I finally don’t have to endure the feeling of being full of energy all over my body! I finally began to feel tired and sleepy - I can finally sleep peacefully! ! !

However, the speed of energy loss in the body is getting faster and faster. He feels like a collapsed and broken river bank, and the power of life is rapidly flowing along the gradually expanding gap - this is not just tiredness and sleepiness!

He even felt extremely weak, just like when he made a bet with old Jim about who could hold out first and not sleep, and he held out for three days and two nights without closing his eyes. When old Jim across the table finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep on the table with a bang, he felt the same sleepiness and weakness that he could no longer control as he felt now.

Guillermo Hoxha's eyelids were still pulled up by the sharp iron hook, but his eyes widened and he suddenly saw a large mass of darkness coming, gradually eroding his vision - as if those crazy cultists were using him for some terrible experiment again, dripping cold ink into his eyes, trying to make his proud green eyes appear dark.

However, darkness is also good. If my eyes are dark, I don't have to see the horrible methods that the cultists used on my body, and I don't have to endure the torture of being awake all the time... I can finally have a good sleep.

Guillermo Hoxha suddenly stopped struggling, but in fact, he no longer had the strength to struggle. The fatigue of not closing his eyes to sleep for three days and three nights was like the most turbulent waves hitting him. The huge waves seemed to want to hit him directly into the deep and cold seabed... But all this is not important. Let me stay forever under the dark and silent deep sea, and stay alone quietly for a while.

However, this world will never be as he wishes, or this group of cultists will never be as he wishes.

When Guillermo Hoxha had begun to wait for death with peace of mind, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Captain Watson, please wait! There is still some remaining value in this experimental subject that has not been fully squeezed out. Please keep him alive first!"

At the same time as this voice sounded, Guillermo Hoxha felt that the flow of his energy suddenly stopped, as if the faucet inserted in his chest was also tightly closed by this voice. He could even feel some warm vitality flowing back into his body, hanging on to his half-dead life, allowing him to linger on, continue to experience the cruelty and torture of this world, and continue to contribute his body and mind to the experiments of the cultists.

Fuck you - if it weren't for some kind of wooden thorn-like foreign object inserted into the vocal cords of his throat, the injury had not healed and he could not make a sound. Guillermo Hoxha was determined to curse this damn obstructionist, and it would be best to curse the other party to be angry and give himself a good time!

Although Watson did not master the ability to read minds, he seemed to be able to understand the emotions of Experimenter No. 1.

He naturally would not have any sympathy for this.

He was just thinking, if these guys who suffered from the experiments of the Crossroads Cult were given a little vitality, so that they could recover their physical strength, and then assigned them certain weapons... could it also provide a little help for his plan to subvert the Crossroads Cult?

The question only lingered in his mind for less than a second, and the answer was naturally negative. Even if these simple mortals had firearms, they would probably be able to effectively harm the Crossroads Cult, which was generally above the second-level strength. As long as the secret believers could freely exert the influence of the sexual phase, it would be the greatest killer for mortals with weak wills. Those with weak wills could not resist the mysterious power that hit the heart.

Watson released his palm in silence, and turned to focus on feeling the turbid vitality he had just absorbed.

In his heart perception, although this vitality taken from the body of Experimenter No. 1 was filthy like mud, showing a pale yellow, slightly red, pale and green color, it had an extremely powerful effect. If he could completely absorb this vitality, it would be enough to heal most of the second-level serious injuries, and even enable the heart to thrive further.

"But how can we purify the vitality absorbed from other life forms?"

From the perspective that the lamp man absorbs light, the casting man absorbs heat, and the cup man eats people, the heart man can also absorb people... right? Then the Blade Man is for chopping people, the Qi Man is for opening people, then what is the Winter Man - to gnaw dead bones?