[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-notes-on-kraft-anomalous-studies":3,"chapter-notes-on-kraft-anomalous-studies-notes-on-kraft-anomalous-studies-chapter-317":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Notes on Kraft Anomalous Studies",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2283795,4467,"Chapter 317","notes-on-kraft-anomalous-studies-chapter-317",317,"\u003Cp>Without warning, without sense of danger, as if a chaotic current had surged into still water, the “fingertip” touched an approaching ripple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As before, using a void-like medium, its speed seemed gentle and slow, yet reached in an instant—in the time it took the mind to complete a single-threaded thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ripple spread through the mental senses upon contact, diffusing unimpeded through an undifferentiated medium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt as if he were holding a vibrating tuning fork, waves continuously flowing from it, spreading through imagined limbs and swiftly drawing near his physical body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a ripple, a command, a spell cast forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mental organ recoiled as if electrocuted, curling away. That wasn’t enough—Kraft dragged his body and ran again, turning at the next fork, putting distance between himself and Green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This move was correct—the contact was severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incoming ripple did not immediately fade; it rippled through his mental form like real water, its residual force nearing within two arm’s lengths, nearly brushing his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraft sprinted past another fork, halted abruptly, tiptoed back, crept into the shadow beneath the rock wall at the corner, pressed his body into an irregular hollow, clinging to the smooth, damp, icy surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hoofbeats like galloping horses approached, raced straight through the fork, then shrank and vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mental senses remained curled up; his consciousness counted the passing moments in darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【One thousand and one, one thousand and two, one thousand and three…】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By silently counting four-digit numbers, he could maintain a steady rhythm of half a second—more reliable than counting by his racing heart or ragged breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the thirty-fifth count, the sound of bony hooves striking rock erupted without warning, circling nearby, then faded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraft slowly exhaled the long-held breath, grateful he had prepared in advance and escaped this feint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing was as clever as he imagined—possessing intelligence, and clearly exhibiting anthropomorphic thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t know deep-layer organisms even had brain tissue.” He speculated, though couldn’t confirm, “Better not be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the gurgling of liquid flow remained in the mist, like severed veins pumping blood under the pressure of a giant heart; a faint metallic rust smell clung stubbornly around his mouth and nose, never dissipating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand rested on the counterweight of the sword hilt—the smooth, thick texture offered false reassurance, but he quickly realized it was merely an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no chance to close the distance needed for his weapon to be effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The much-anticipated “Sword in the Stone” required a clear target to matter—and now, even brief mental contact could be fatal; finding the enemy’s physical form was utterly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like holding a razor-sharp dagger, groping in darkness for an enemy who was a blue-ringed octopus—touching even a single tentacle could mean instant death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind spun uselessly in a paradoxical loop, with no solution in sight. Deeper understanding and more skillful application had created a vast technological gap; against such disparity, his mental form had become a conduit for lethal attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraft stood frozen in place, like a student facing an unknown question on an exam, desperately clinging to thought in hopes of a miraculous insight. But the outcome almost always proved this only wasted time and numbed the self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strength did not recover with the cessation of movement; instead, it was replaced by the creeping chill and dampness, his body crying out for warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lighting a fire was not a good idea—the thing might still be nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I knew I’d regret this.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning thoughts to regret was inevitable—regretting the single step he hadn’t taken, which led to this predicament. Perhaps had he pursued his research more aggressively, what he could do now would be entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood too little about this ripple—beyond knowing it was the code by which Moon Remains controlled biological tissue, he had no further study, let alone any method of countermeasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing truly recorded was the ripple induced on the specimen using digitalis, temporarily named “Pacemaker.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he needed now was not experimental data or crude understanding, but practical application.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cost of insufficiently aggressive research was that he now had to solve this real-world problem with aggressive means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His consciousness flickered through possibilities—he even considered enduring partial injury to rush into range where he could inflict dimensional tearing damage, but theoretical knowledge told him it was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not something subjective willpower could overcome through pain tolerance. Even a light brush against any part of his body would trigger uncontrolled osteogenesis, rapidly depleting blood calcium; the lack of this critical substance would completely strip away muscular mobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed a method similar to the enemy’s—projecting an unexpected ripple through mental contact, straight to its physical body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he have such a thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed not—after all, when the extraordinary human tissue manipulation of deep-layer organisms was first discovered, every rational person’s first thought was medical value, not lethal weaponry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, destruction is as simple as a child knocking over blocks—countless easy ways exist. Repair, however, is far harder, and far more precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never imagined applying his research to the opposite field—and that had created this predicament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as his mind spun toward this direction, it sharply found a small, previously overlooked opening—and issued a challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Is there truly none?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The herb that saves hearts was once a vivid poison before proper formulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the protocol used to counteract digitalis overdose—could it have another side?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An extremely vicious, lethal side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While his mind still turned, the un fading knowledge in his mind erupted from that crack, illuminating fields he had unconsciously or deliberately avoided, exposing dark, twisted truths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Digitalis works by inhibiting the sodium-potassium pump on cardiac myocyte membranes; intracellular sodium rises, which then drives more calcium into the cell via the sodium-calcium exchanger, ultimately enhancing myocardial contraction—and in overdose, causes rapid, disorganized contractions: ventricular fibrillation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ripple temporarily named “Pacemaker” rapidly terminates digitalis-induced ventricular fibrillation, meaning it can precisely sever one link in this chain of interlocking events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either it enhances sodium-potassium pump activity, or blocks the sodium-calcium exchanger—it must rapidly alter intracellular and extracellular electrolyte distribution, in a direction precisely opposite to digitalis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sodium-potassium pump and sodium-calcium exchanger are widespread across tissues including cardiac muscle, vascular smooth muscle, the nervous system, and renal tubules, regulating far more than just myocardial contraction—blood pressure, water-electrolyte balance, and neural electrophysiology as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If unleashed without restraint, this force could push electrolytes toward another extreme of chaos. Could the “Pacemaker,” used to reverse digitalis poisoning, also become a curse of equal lethality?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s try it…”\u003C\u002Fp>",1093,"2026-06-20T02:15:56.940Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","48f0c5c7339cf19f707b278a6046f588381fc1ba507a1289d6b8dde94b1b98c9","notes-on-kraft-anomalous-studies-chapter-318","notes-on-kraft-anomalous-studies-chapter-316",406,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnotes-on-kraft-anomalous-studies-cover.jpg"]