Chapter 702: Chapter 700: The Moment for the Feast (17)_1 Chapter 702: Chapter 700: The Moment for the Feast (17)_1 Life’s grand highs and lows are just so thrilling.

The Dr. Gaya who was gently guiding just a moment ago, now had his neck gripped and lifted off the ground.

And it was evident that this scene was wildly challenging his nerves, to the point where he even forgot to struggle for a time.

“Don’t mess around!”

Possibly due to her keen sensitivity as the former victim, Cynthia was the first to react, shouting at Fu Qian.

However, at the same time, she also didn’t hesitate to step back twice, creating a safe distance for herself first.

The man before her was terrifyingly unpredictable and his anger was beyond what one could fathom, with danger exceeding imagination.

“Don’t be nervous.”

Fu Qian, however, didn’t bother with her at all, just smiling at Gaya.

“Look at the mirror. I will only say this once.”

“You–”
Gaya mustered all his strength to look up, barely squeezing a whisper out from his throat.

Clearly, Fu Qian’s reaction had truly shocked the project leader.

Initially, he was quite confident in his abilities; despite seeing what Fu Qian had done to Cynthia, he still dared to approach willingly.

However, what came next completely crushed that confidence.

It had no effect? How could it have no effect?

What on earth is this thing?

Not only had its strength reached such a level, but it was also immune to his influence.

Before Gaya could ponder the answers to these questions, the pressure on his neck continued to increase.

…

With the pressure rising sharply, Gaya soon found himself unable to make a sound.

Fortunately, the blood filling his head allowed him to swiftly recall the other’s earlier words.

Struggling to shift his gaze, the next moment he finally fixed his eyes on the revealed Soul Guidance, and the mist on the mirror’s surface began to roil.

And, indeed, the hand on his neck relaxed its grip.

…

Although his gaze upon the mirror became quickly blurred, Gaya’s reaction was notably more silent than Cynthia’s had been.

Of course, even so, his facial expression visibly twisted in conflict.

“I am Gaya Ulrich.”

After nearly a minute of silence, he finally began to speak slowly.

But his tone suggested not a conversation with the reflection in the mirror, but rather a self-persuasion.

“I previously didn’t possess the ability to mislead others… Is this not Ulrich’s ability, but Patch’s ability?”

“Is it something I believed I didn’t have before… that I had forgotten?”

“Impossible! It’s just the cognitive influence everyone suffers from. As long as one can find a way to expel it, there’s a way to control it…”

“You won’t beguile me!”

Gaya’s last sentence even trembled, indicating that self-assertion was not an easy task.

Indeed, unlike Cynthia, this project leader had come into contact with the “Dimming Pony” and was influenced by the self-perception of Patch.

But he was obviously much stronger than the test subjects, not only maintaining good control but even obtaining a special ability from it.

At this moment, seeing Gaya grinding his teeth in silent battle against “Patch,” Fu Qian casually hung the curtain back up.

“Congratulations.”

To the quickly recovering Gaya, Fu Qian spoke with a smile beaming cheerfully.

“You’ve held onto that voice deep inside–Mr. Patch.”

Fu Qian’s last appellation was filled with malice.

Gaya, who had just begun to stabilize his emotions, found his breath quicken upon hearing it.

The effect of Soul Guidance was truly excellent! A potent catalyst for inducing mental splits.

What would happen if it continued for five more minutes?

Would it lead directly to a state of psychosis?

Fu Qian pondered leisurely.

Of course, under the current circumstances, that was impossible.

Though they had not yet sprung into action, a group of people around him were eyeing him like tigers stalking their prey.

“Mr. 9527, I must say, you’ve brought us a rather special case.”

Fortunately, as expected, Gaya exhibited a scientific spirit distinct from Dr. Cynthia.

After catching his breath with some difficulty, he was nonetheless unwilling to give up easily.

Of course, he was certainly unhappy.

“So, could you explain your actions just now?”

“I hope you won’t refuse, because that will determine the type of test I choose next.”

Hearing the threats in her voice, the criminal Fu Qian seemed unmoved, even casually sitting back down and examining a gold watch in his hand.

It was something he had casually taken from Gaya’s hand earlier.

And at this moment, the hands were approaching eight o’clock.

The maneuvers just now left him with not much time.

So now the question returns, why wasn’t the mission completed?

Although during the last attempt, he had not confirmed the concept of the pledge.

But, following his instincts as the mission agent, his choice to disguise himself in an extreme case and draw attention with his strategy had lured out the person in front of him; the effect was quite satisfactory.

However, in the end, with both Gayas and Cynthia out of the picture, the mission, surprisingly, was still incomplete.

The most straightforward explanation was that he hadn’t found the right person.

But it was difficult to imagine, beneath this double subterfuge, in what form the true mastermind could exist.

“Let me say a few words, then I’ll speak!”

With that thought, Fu Qian cleared his throat the next moment and decided to first probe the extent of Gaya’s understanding of the true nature of the Dimming Pony.

…

“Dr. Gaya, I have taken a quick look just now.”

Under the scrutiny of all present, Fu Qian stroked his chin, frowning deeply.

“Your subject seems good at a glance, but upon closer examination, it carries great risk!”

Huh?

What’s this, acting like a special guest expert at a thesis report meeting?

Have you got your situation confused?

After hearing what Fu Qian said, everyone, including the victim Dr. Gaya and all the onlookers, was dumbfounded.

“Although the enhancement effect is good, are you sure the side effects it brings can really be eliminated?”

Fu Qian, however, continued to speak without any self-awareness.

“What do you mean?”

Dr. Gaya clearly wasn’t too pleased with his follow-up remarks.

“Introducing irreducible impurities to increase yield is a sure path to a dead end in our circles. Who is your supervisor? Did you properly evaluate the risks involved beforehand?”

Fu Qian’s tone grew more severe as he spoke.

“Don’t blame me for being harsh; I’m doing this for your own good. Otherwise, you’ll be crying when you find yourself at a dead end!”

“The improvement is tangible, and I have been searching for ways to mitigate the cognitive effects.”

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After staring hard at Fu Qian for a while, Dr. Gaya finally did not lash out in anger; instead, he attempted to justify himself.

“Always searching… have you found it?”

Fu Qian snorted disdainfully, not giving him an easy way out.

“Or, if not, have you at least figured out the true nature of this cognitive effect called ‘Patch’?”

The next moment, Fu Qian stared at Gaya’s face and asked coldly.