Chapter 369
"General Wei?" Wang Yu hesitated and asked.
"Correct. I am Wei Tiansheng, head of this medical base. After Dr. Chen transferred you here, he specifically instructed us: you are the only one who returned from another world, of utmost importance. Our Sethan Project cannot proceed without your participation," General Wei said solemnly to Wang Yu.
"Thank you for Dr. Chen's trust. May I ask how severe my injuries were, to warrant transfer to another base for treatment?" Wang Yu paused, then asked.
His last return from Blue Star to the cultivation world had been due to Helena of the British Commonwealth launching a psychic ambush, triggering an abrupt cross-dimensional shift of his consciousness—but his physical body had clearly suffered grave damage.
He did not know whether Dr. Chen and the others were aware his consciousness had returned to the other world, or if they merely assumed his mind had fallen into deep unconsciousness after the trauma.
"No. 1, your injuries were extremely severe. Nearly half your body was destroyed. Had it not been for this global state-of-the-art limb-repair medical pod, you might never have awakened. That is precisely why Dr. Chen transferred you here."
"Do you recall what happened before the trauma? When personnel arrived, they found you unconscious and injured—and beside you, the completely destroyed corpse of a woman. Later investigation revealed she was a Class-A psychic of the British Commonwealth," General Wei explained, then asked sharply.
"What happened that day…" Wang Yu fell into thought, then slowly replied after a long pause.
"I don't remember clearly. I only recall a woman transforming into Zhao Army's appearance, suddenly using her psychic ability to seize control of me, attempting to read my memories. Then, as if her power malfunctioned, I lost consciousness."
For some reason, Wang Yu instinctively did not mention his return to the cultivation world, nor did he speak of Helena's consciousness still being active.
Perhaps due to his lack of security, or perhaps because his cautious nature had been ingrained during his time in the cultivation world.
"Surviving a Class-A psychic's attack is already remarkable. But since she used a memory-extraction ability, have you felt any mental discomfort or memory gaps since waking?" General Wei's gaze flickered several times as he asked with growing urgency.
"I feel no mental discomfort. My memories seem intact," Wang Yu replied, closing his eyes for a moment to sense himself, then shook his head and opened them again.
General Wei relaxed slightly, nodded, and turned toward the three medical staff in white coats conducting tests.
"Heart rate and pulmonary function normal."
"Hormonal responses show no abnormalities."
"EEG readings show no anomalies."
…
A string of test results emerged from the three white-coated staff.
"So, No. 1's physical examination shows no issues," General Wei said, raising an eyebrow.
"Preliminary tests show no major problems. For more comprehensive and detailed data, we must use the 'Human Vortex Measurement Device,'" one of the white-coated staff replied seriously.
Human Vortex Measurement Device!
Upon hearing the device's name, Wang Yu's heart stirred.
He recalled the sensation of bodily rotation he had felt while half-asleep.
"Forget the Human Vortex Measurement Device for now. That instrument is of critical importance. Even I must submit a formal request to higher command to use it. Finish your tests and leave," General Wei said after a moment's thought, waving his hand.
"Yes, General Wei."
The three white-coated staff responded, carefully removing the silver patches and wires from Wang Yu's body, then swiftly exited the room.
In an instant, the room held only General Wei, Wang Yu, and the long-haired woman.
"Du Nurse, the following conversation is Top-Secret. Activate recording and synchronize video," General Wei ordered Du Xiaohong.
"Understood."
The long-haired woman's expression hardened. She pulled a small black block resembling a remote from her waist, and waved it toward the ceiling.
The next moment, four corners of the ceiling flipped open, revealing cylindrical cameras aimed directly at the bed.
She then tucked the remote away and naturally pulled out a shimmering silver pen from her person, slipping it directly into the pocket of her chest.
Wang Yu's eyes were momentarily dazzled by the pen's glow, and he involuntarily glanced at it. At that moment, General Wei fixed his gaze on Wang Yu and spoke slowly:
"No. 1, to check for memory gaps, recount your entire experience in the other world—from beginning to end. See if anything is unclear."
"My experience in the other world…" Wang Yu fell into thought.
"No. 1, no rush. Take your time recalling the other world. Myself and General Wei will listen carefully. If anything is unclear, we'll prompt you," Du Xiaohong added with a smile, her voice unusually gentle, yet subtly magnetic.
Wang Yu instinctively glanced again at the woman, his eyes first drawn to the silver pen on her chest. He stared at it, unblinking, his eyes gradually clouding with confusion.
"Recall clearly, no hurry. Start with how you entered the other world—the date, the time," the long-haired woman's voice drifted into his ears, growing increasingly ethereal, carrying a distinct rhythmic cadence.
Simultaneously, the silver pen on her chest began pulsing rhythmically, emitting faint beams of seven-colored light, like a kaleidoscope reflecting into Wang Yu's eyes.
Wang Yu's expression grew blank, as if all voluntary consciousness had vanished. His lips parted slightly, yet no words emerged.
Seeing this, Du Xiaohong's face hardened, losing all previous warmth.
"Sea Serpent, what's wrong? Has your hypnosis failed?" General Wei suddenly spoke coldly—not in Chinese, but in flawless British English.
"Don't rush. Earlier intelligence indicated No. 1 is also a psychic—specifically an ideokinetic—with far stronger mental power than average. But since he's already under my hypnosis, revealing what we need is merely a matter of time. I'll increase the intensity," Du Xiaohong replied in British English, then pulled a golden pocket watch from her pocket, opened it, and a clear "tick-tock, tick-tock" echoed out.
General Wei opened his mouth to speak again, but suddenly another woman's icy voice emerged from one of the cylindrical cameras:
"Iron Man, let Sea Serpent continue. I'm certain her hypnosis will break a mere D-class psychic in no time."
"More importantly, beyond the other-world intelligence, what I most want to know is: how did Helena die so clumsily in this Chinese base all those years ago?"
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