Chapter 3092: Re-exploring Mohawi's Memories

Carrying many questions, Xia Duo once again took out the Soul Fragment containing Mohawi's memories and began to explore it in depth.

Since he had already performed a comprehensive organization of Mohawi's memories previously, this exploration did not require repeating the initial, tedious retrieval process; he could go directly to whichever part he wished to see.

He prepared to first examine the process of Mohawi awakening his Psionics, and the process of viewing the memory was like completely substituting himself into Mohawi's perspective; this time, compared to the rough browsing of the past, he chose to accept all information.

That is to say, even Mohawi's incomparably vast sensory information would be synchronously received by Xia Duo; this level of in-depth exploration was something he had only experienced when Xia Duo crushed Mohawi's Mental Image World and first made contact with the other party's memories.

Afterward, he saved Mohawi's memories, along with the Subconscious Information of his own that had been contaminated, separately by utilizing the segmentation of the Soul Fragment.

Thereafter, when he viewed Mohawi's memories, it was mostly to check the shallow memories after the first organization, not going deep, which could also avoid the need for further purification after checking.

The subconscious contamination of a Psionic Master is extremely severe; after his Mental Image World was crushed, Mohawi died on the spot, but he left behind a Subconscious Trap, wanting to transform Xia Duo into the shape he hoped for and complete an alternative form of possession.

As it turned out, he encountered Xia Duo, who had long been exceptionally sensitive to the mind and consciousness. After experiencing multiple Projection Planes, Xia Duo had long since learned how to organize memories, purify subconscious contamination, and even set up Personality Nodes that could be restored at any time.

Various methods caused Mohawi's final plan after death to fail, and his own memories became a precious collection for Xia Shao.

And now, Xia Shao dared to risk his subconscious being contaminated, also relying on the experience of having won once; otherwise, he would still consider using other methods to indirectly read the other party's memories.

In fact, through Mohawi's previous memories, Xia Shao learned that those Apprentices who could not successfully awaken Psionics would actually have one or two more opportunities to receive a Baptism; if they could not awaken Psionics after three Baptisms, then it was basically impossible.

Even after being selected as a Psionic Apprentice, it was nothing more than a slight improvement in food and clothing, and they still had not reached the status of a person.

……

But there would still be Apprentices who could not help but scream; only, after the scream, the sound would come to an abrupt end, making the remaining Apprentices even more terrified.

Many unprepared Apprentices almost could not control themselves from crying out loud the first time they saw a Skull floating in mid-air, and as a result, they were "invited" out of the Artifact Hall by the Psionic Scholar responsible for presiding over the Baptism ceremony.

……

As one Apprentice after another entered the Artifact Hall, Xia Shao, through Mohawi's perspective, saw the appearance of the Artifact illuminated by the faint light at the entrance of the hall—

The interior of the Artifact Hall was pitch black; this was not a normal phenomenon, and in all likelihood, it was a special environment specifically shaped by Spells. Moreover, this darkness was by no means just blocking light; it was even weakening Perception.

Very quickly, as the large doors of the hall closed heavily, the hall fell into pitch darkness once again; the Skull that could originally be seen by the faint light at the doors could no longer be seen at this moment.

Moreover, the selected Psionic Apprentices were different from those ordinary people; accepting the selection and improving their lives meant that costs were generated in advance. Once they could not awaken Psionics, could those costs really be left for the Psionic Mages to bear?

And the more terrifying part was still to come.

One could only wait for some major festivals when some cities would open the Artifact Hall to ordinary people who came to worship; in reality, it was just to collect Psionic Energy, but in those cases, often not even one out of a thousand would awaken.

It was not necessarily fear; it could also be other emotions.

Clearly, it was for those Apprentices to repay double; this was the price.

Mohawi was also one of them; before truly awakening Psionics, he was just a most ordinary person with no status whatsoever in Zhamu Dasi.

At first, Mohawi could still hear the breathing and panting of his companions beside him, the sound of clothes rubbing, and even the sound of low-voiced communication, but very quickly, those sounds disappeared bit by bit.

Inside the Tower of Time Laboratory, Xia Shao temporarily blocked his own perception of the outside world, turning instead to fully accept the Mohawi memory node he had just chosen, right when Mohawi and other Psionic Apprentices entered the Artifact Hall together to receive the Baptism.

At this moment, Xia Shao transformed into Mohawi, as if he had traveled through time and space to return to that gloomy hall revealing a thick, mysterious color; this feeling was so real.

It was not just the sound; when Mohawi, in a panic, wanted to grab his companion who was close at hand, he ended up grabbing nothing, even though they were not far apart—not to mention that he could touch them if he raised his hand, at the very least, moving a step would certainly allow him to grab them.

At this time, Mohawi, who was inside the Artifact Hall, found that as the fear in his heart continued to spread and magnify, the pain in his body alone could no longer suppress those fears.

(Zhamu Dasi does not have the term "Mage"; after awakening, one becomes a Scholar or a Warrior based on Psionic attributes and personal will. The former focuses on exploring the essence of Psionics, including the Mental Image World; the latter focuses on combat. The latter has higher status because the limit of idealism is higher. The former frequently uses Psionics in combat, has stronger control, and is less prone to Psionic Loss of Control, and often needs a Focusing Artifact to amplify Psionic effects. Because Focusing Artifacts are mostly sword-shaped, those with outstanding achievements are called Blade Lords, becoming the true ruling class of Zhamu Dasi.)

These were all the first-person experiences of Mohawi when he was a Psionic Apprentice.

Only when Xia Shao wanted to Control Mohawi's body to explore more details of the hall was he reminded by the huge gap between his own consciousness and the other party's body; this was not his own body, and the various feelings experienced at this time were not his own feelings either.

That was a pale Skull revealing a dim purple light, enshrined on the altar in the center of the hall, but it was not placed there; rather, it was floating in mid-air, about two or three feet above the altar.

Xia Shao, who had completely accepted Mohawi's memories, could at this time fully feel Mohawi's disdain for those Apprentices who were scared to tears, the true fear in his heart at seeing the Skull, and his longing for transcendent power.

Therefore, having finally waited for the Artifact Baptism ceremony, Mohawi had almost exhausted everything to make himself not so easily eliminated.

As a result, Mohawi could not grab anything no matter how he tried, and even running all the way through the Artifact Hall, he could not bump into anyone, as if everyone else had disappeared except for him.

And Xia Shao, who also experienced all of this, was relatively much calmer; he even deduced from this that the prerequisite for awakening Psionics might require magnifying a certain emotion.

Clearly, he had just been able to see the Skull revealing a dim purple light, but that purple light was like the reflection of the light outside the hall; once the doors closed and the light source was lost, it could no longer be seen.

At this moment, the fear in Mohawi's heart began to spread and magnify; he bit his left index finger hard, and Xia Shao could truly feel the intense experience of the pain intensifying and then gradually overcoming the fear.

The more times one received a Baptism, the more one needed to repay.