Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The researcher stood still.

Immediately afterwards, his face flashed through the expression of confusion, hesitation, panic, anger and grievance. Everything was unique, at least not even Li Yao could see the difference.

“Mother, what do you mean! ”

The researcher took two steps backwards and shouted, “Do you suspect I'm a saint? ”

“Not suspicion, but certainty, look at the brain scan you just had, and compare it to this cold-blooded homicidal brain scan. ”

Zhuge Jinglan extracted several new scans from the miniature crystalline brain, and the dancing butterflies overlapped.

Several heads clumped together and frowned.

“This is totally different! ”

The researcher roared, "As blind people can see, my brain scan is completely different from that of the homicidal maniac, my response is normal, and my brain is very active! ”

“It's very standard, it's perfect, it's incredible. ”

Zhuge Jinglan Dao, “I almost forgot to tell you, this is not your brain scan today, but the overlapping versions of all your brain scans in the last twenty-seven tests, you see the problem, your reaction is perfect, twenty-seven tests, there is no disorder at all, almost identical!

“Normal people can think and react with subtle differences, even if they face the same problem for the second time, so overlapping their brain scans can blur the edges.

“What kind of guy, when he thinks about the same question twenty-seven times, can the brain react with the utmost precision, as if it wasn't his real reaction, but some sort of pre-recorded procedure? ”

The researcher stared at his brain scan from 27 tests and couldn't say a word.

“Rest assured, this President will not conclude - such a hasty inference would be an insult to the profession of the President. ”

Zhuge Jinglun threw a new brain scan, “Unlike the previous 26 tests, we added a new question to today's test library: 'Intelligent Rebellion, am I Human or Mechanical’ choice. This question is highly confidential. You never saw it before unlocking the question library, did you? ”

“Yes, so what? ”

The researcher flew fast, “My reaction is normal! ”

“Still that sentence, too normal. ”

Zhuge Jinglun said, “As a control group, we tested the reaction of thousands of ordinary people in advance with this question. When we told these ordinary people that their memories were indoctrinated, that they were not real human beings at all, and that the outside world was made to look like ‘smart', they were more or less hesitant, thinking, even some people with fragile minds, really began to doubt themselves, wondering whether they were human beings, whether their memories were true or not.

“Both the tester and the tested will be the same, with varying degrees of suspicion, and many people even need psychotherapy.

“Only you, the first time you face this problem, have the highest EEG stability in thousands of people, and your EEG stability index far exceeds those who have been repaired to be stronger than you by more than 30%! You haven't wavered a bit, your faith is indestructible, you don't believe a word of ‘intellectual rebellion’ or anything like that, you don't even think about whether you're human or ‘intellectual', why?

“Because you know perfectly well that, in a sense, you are indeed a 'martial arts', but a flesh-consolidated 'martial arts', a saint alliance! ”

“Fake, all fake, I'm not! ”

The researcher stunned for half a day and suddenly screamed hysterically, even trying to jump on Zhuge Jinglun, “I am not a saint, you cannot be so arbitrary. I am a living human being, long live the Empire, long live the human race, defeat the Alliance! Look, I'm not a saint, I'm not! ”

Of course, Li Yao and Longyang Jun will not let this mad researcher hurt Zhuge Jinglan.

Instead of using both of them, several tiger-backed strong men had been ambushing the area, placing the researcher in a blanket, hitting the heaviest shackles and dragging him down.

The researcher struggled all the way and howled like a normal person who had been wronged until he was dragged into the corner for a long time. He could still hear him screaming in anger: “I am not a saint, no, no! ”

“Look...”

Zhuge Jinglun rubbed his hands with a smile and revealed his uneven teeth to Li Yao and Longyang Jun. "It was a wonderful show, wasn't it? This guy has been lurking here for three years. The last six versions of Spiritual Test haven't pulled him out. After switching to the new version, he finally poked at his true face!

“Oh, and thanks to Chairman Long for the question, 'Intelligent Rebellion’, which is so interesting, it helps us to test out a lot of new brain wave abnormalities, etc., I almost forgot, it's not Chairman Long, you've changed your name, now you should call yourself Chairman Oriental, right, sorry Chairman Oriental. ”

“It's Chairman Long...”

Long Yangjun held his forehead.

“Wait, I still feel a little uncomfortable. ”

Li Yao looked at the corner where the researcher had been dragged away, and the corner was filled with bitter blood marks. "You can tell if a man is a saint or not, with the subtle changes in the brain scan, and with some strange questions, what is the accuracy, and whether he will not wronge a good man?

“For example, he is born with a particularly good psychological qualities, he will not be easily shaken by the vain bullshit, or he is a person with little imagination, who cannot understand the meaning of 'intellectual rebellion', or… even if he is really a sympathetic, ruthless guy, but ruthless does not mean that he is a lunatic, he will definitely commit a crime, right?

“It's like that high school teacher just now, if he hadn't been taken to the casino by a friend, he might have gone quiet for the rest of his life and not necessarily turned into a cold-blooded homicidal maniac, right?

“So if something goes wrong with your Spiritual Test, what do you do? It's not always 100% accurate, is it? ”

Zhuge Jinglan looked at Li Yao with surprise and seemed surprised that he would ask such a naive question.

“Errors do exist, of course. It is a magical game that is one foot tall, one step tall, and endless. ”

Zhuge Jinglan said, "But the so-called 'accuracy rate' is not about how many good people we wrongly sentenced, the point is that we must not let go of a bad person, right, those innocent people - let's just call them ‘innocent people', anyway, they are potential lunatics and criminals, should not exceed 5% of the total, can only be counted as sacrifices that have to be made in this war. ”

Li Yao understood.

I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

“The sacrifice that has to be made”, a fairy practitioner often hangs a word in his mouth.

Li Yao's gaze gradually became cold. He did not like the seemingly insane man. His bones were equally ruthless. He did not put his life in the heart of Dean Zhuge Jinglan.

“It was an interesting test to open King's eyes. ”

Lee Yew Cold Road, "So, Dean Zhuge, did you ever think about a more interesting question - how can you make sure you're not another hidden Alliance spy if the Alliance spy can infiltrate your third institute for years?

“Of course, you may have passed countless spiritual tests, but that makes no sense, because you created them yourself, and of course you have a way to drill through vulnerabilities and cover them up perfectly.

“So how do you prove your innocence and how do you wash away people's suspicions about you…? ”

Li Yao originally thought Zhuge Jinglun would be stuck with the problem. I didn't expect the madness of the psychiatric hospital director to shed light from Green Bean's small eyes and give Li Yao a thumb: “Well asked, it is really hard to prove, so the Empire is not only a Saint Alliance research center here, but the Lingtu test also has no authoritative standard, but there are tens of millions of versions.

“As Black Wind King should know, there is no unified, official, most authoritative Anglican research institute in the whole empire, is there? Don't you think it's strange that we have the Trial Chamber of the Celestial Mage and the Evil Hunter's Association, but in the face of our long-standing enemies, we don't have a unified official authority to study and fight?

“It's simple, it's simple - if there's such a highly authoritative research institution, as long as the Allies infiltrate, master and even tamper with the standards of the Spiritual Test, it's over, then we're all fucked!

“Now we do not have an authoritative body, but dozens and hundreds of semi-official, civic institutions, big and small, studying at the same time, each introducing different spiritual test standards and methods. Our heads of agencies conduct regular cross-testing, which, while causing some confusion, also maximizes safety.

“Of course, even then, the possibility of the infiltration of the Allies cannot be ruled out. After all, the simulated emotional skills of the Allies are constantly being upgraded. Perhaps someone can actually pass the cross tests of dozens of different institutions? Maybe that's me, maybe that's the Oriental president or the Black Wind King, hahahahaha, who knows?

“Perhaps even the Empire and the Alliance do not exist. The world around us is simply a fake, forcibly infused memory and data. Instead, the 'intellectual revolt’ is the truth. Are we all the latest models of smart machines? Perhaps we could pry open our skulls and have a sparkling, gemstone-like brain inside?

“Oriental president, Black Wind King, are you interested in prying your skulls open to see what's inside? Ha, ha, ha, ha! ”

Zhuge Jinglun laughed like a “humming” pig.

But Li Yao is one of the scariest voices I've ever heard in my life.

“Dean Zhuge...”

Li Yao closed his eyes and said, "Do you regularly perform psychiatric tests to ensure that you are not affected by so many psychiatric patients around you? Or are you an incurable psychopath? ”

“How do you know? ”

Zhuge Jinglan was stunned, “Our Dean is indeed a seriously ill psychiatrist who has spent nearly a hundred years in 13 mental hospitals on seven planets! ”

“What?”

Li Yao couldn't believe it, “How can you... be the dean here? ”

“It's simple.”

Zhuge Jinglan blinked at Li Yao and smiled hip-hop. “At the last psychiatric hospital, there was a doctor named Zhuge Jinglan to study me. I ate his belt bones clean and his brain and guts were sprayed with oil. Well, it was delicious to think of!

“After I finished eating, I patted my stomach and left there in the name of 'Zhuge Jinglan', but I still missed my past days and friends, so I considered my work on mental illness research a career.

“Shh, this is my little secret. Please, Blackwind, keep it a secret. Don't let them take me back. Please, hahahaha! ”