Published: February 13, 2025
This feeling is quite wonderful, after all, he is perceiving the world through the eyes and body of another life.
Ye Zhongming adapted to this state without noticing anything wrong, trying to control this false slave clan according to Sister Hong's experience. In 'his' eyes, the slave clan began to move slowly, first approaching the Survivor Fortress at a considerable speed, which scared Ye Zhongming into quickly slowing down; otherwise, with the size of the slave clan, the damage from a collision would be significant.
After that, Ye Zhongming carefully experienced the feeling of controlling the slave clan just now, then retreated to a safe distance and attempted to raise his arm.
Outside, the massive false slave clan waved several of its tentacles in response.
Ye Zhongming began to turn, lift his legs, run, and even practiced a set of military physical training fist.
To outsiders, this false slave clan seemed to have gone mad.
When Ye Zhongming felt fatigued, he returned to the form of the light sphere and found Liu Zhenghong to discuss how to return together.
With his consciousness transferred here, Ye Zhongming was indeed stronger than Sister Hong, as he had completely controlled this slave clan. However, similarly, he also didn’t know how to return; wanting to exit would only bring him back to this state of 'light sphere'.
“Maybe we can try to retract the area we just expanded?” Sister Hong suggested another idea.
What she meant was to completely withdraw consciousness and see if they could find a way back in the darkness.
Due to the limitations of her mental strength, she could not do this, but it was hard to say for Ye Zhongming, as the difference in their capabilities could be seen from his control over the slave clan. One could only control movement, while the other could control everything, sustaining control for over half an hour without damaging mental strength. If he really pushed himself, enduring for an hour was not impossible.
If such a person couldn’t find a way back, then the two might be trapped here forever.
Not only had Liu Zhenghong lost the joy of seeing Ye Zhongming for the first time, but in the laboratory where Ye Zhongming's body was located, everyone had already panicked.
“You said Zhong Ming could come back, right?” The Old Dean, who had been elusive, suddenly appeared in the laboratory, followed by the big shots.
The young researcher trembled, stuttering, “N-no, I didn’t say that.”
Everyone understood the risks, but at this moment, they weren’t very calm.
It wasn’t surprising that everyone was flustered; the psychological gap between anticipating danger and experiencing it was too vast and too real.
The Old Dean didn’t say anything else but stood by the window, watching the slave clan, which had just performed various actions and was now quiet, lost in thought.
“Why don’t we forcibly interrupt the mental transmission? Remove these patches and stuff?” Yao Han Su suggested after thinking.
Everyone turned to look at him.
Those who knew the situation understood that Ye Zhongming owed him a lot of money, so he wouldn’t want anything to happen to him. Those who didn’t know might think he would be happy if Ye Zhongming became a vegetable.
“What do you think? If I go out now and beat this false slave clan to a pulp, or even kill it, do you think Ye Zhongming and Liu Zhenghong can come back?”
Everyone looked at him again.
Did these top-tier big shots really think of such a simple and violent solution? If the false slave clan died, the two 'people' inside its body would likely not come back, but wouldn’t be able to return at all? Moreover, what if it went out of control and attacked him with a tentacle?
Just as everyone was in disarray in silence, they suddenly noticed through the laboratory's large viewport that the slave clan was moving, still in a regular pattern.
At first, everyone didn’t understand what it meant, but then that small researcher trembled and said, “Is it trying to lead us somewhere?”