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Chapter 919: Soul Transplant

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The time zone of Yue Ya Dao is a few hours ahead of San Francisco.

At this moment, night had just fallen.

Jasmine No. 4 flew in at high speed, like a stone, and slammed onto the landing pad with a Boom—.

Time was urgent; there was no time for a slow landing.

The cabin door opened, and the injured Song Jiaren was pushed out.

Immediately afterward, she was sent to the nearby hospital.

The hospital Lin Feng established on Yue Ya Dao can be said to be world‑top‑tier.

Because everyone in the hospital is the world's top‑tier doctors.

Now the world is in chaos; as long as these doctors and their families are given a stable, comfortable environment, they don't mind working on Yue Ya Dao.

Song Jiaren was sent to the operating room.

Han Xiang sat at the entrance, waiting with a worried expression.

Lin Feng puffed on a cigar with a grim face.

Lin Shiyi, covered in blood, lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong and felt guilty.

The six elite guards protecting Lin Shiyi and Song Jiaren were undergoing punishment.

Regardless of whether it was their fault, this punishment was unavoidable.

"What's going on?"

Lin Feng finally spoke up.

Lin Shiyi described the situation at that time.

After the explosion, he rushed into the room immediately.

On the ground lay two incomplete corpses, one large and one small.

The smaller one was Song Jiaren.

At that time, Song Jiaren showed no signs of life.

Fortunately, her head was intact.

"Damned hunters, these guys never care about civilians' safety when they act."

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

"It's all my fault; I called big sister up. If I hadn't wanted to see Youwei and brought big sister along, this accident wouldn't have happened."

Lin Shiyi said, feeling guilty.

Just then, Qi Yao rushed over.

She walked up to Lin Shiyi's side and patted his head.

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "It's not your fault; accidents are unpredictable, no matter how smart you are, you can't foresee them."

Han Xiang walked over and said, "Lin Shiyi, don't be upset, it's not your fault."

Lin Shiyi remained silent.

This was still the first time he had suffered such a blow.

Afterward, nobody spoke; they waited in silence.

The doctors performing the surgery inside were specialists in treating Enhancers.

If they were helpless, then nobody else could do better.

Several minutes later, the operating room door opened, and the attending physician was an elderly man.

After removing his mask, he shook his head at Lin Feng with an apologetic expression and said, "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry; the damage is too severe, we can't do anything."

Lin Shiyi clenched his fists, tears streaming down his face.

Han Xiang collapsed onto the ground.

Qi Yao helped Han Xiang up and said, "We're not at the point of despair yet; I still have a method to try."

Han Xiang stared wide‑eyed at Qi Yao.

Qi Yao said, "There's no time to explain now; bring Jiaren to my laboratory, and also summon Daoist Kong Ming…"

After giving these instructions, everyone sprang into action.

Lin Feng followed Qi Yao to the laboratory.

When he saw the noble consort lying there, a flash of insight went through Lin Feng's mind: "Yao Yao, could it be…?"

Qi Yao, while opening various instruments, said, "I merely have an immature theory."

After a person dies, spiritual energy may linger, but the timing is uncertain.

The previous experiment could not prove that souls truly exist.

It merely showed that Enhancers possess stronger mental power than ordinary people.

Jiaren has undergone Enhancement; her brain cells are not completely dead, so we can try.

The only problem is the physical body; we currently lack mature technology to cultivate a complete body, so we can try it on her.

Having said that, Qi Yao looked at the noble consort's corpse.

Lin Feng guessed correctly—Qi Yao intended to transplant Song Jiaren's 'soul' into the noble consort's body.

Qi Yao further explained, "Don't worry, it's just temporary storage; it's merely a container, and we'll eventually find a way."

However, we still need Han Xiang's consent for this.

"I agree, as long as we can save her!"

Han Xiang's voice rang out.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw Han Xiang pushing the door open and walking in.

He had entered too hastily just now and hadn't closed the door, so Han Xiang heard.

Soon after, Kong Ming the Daoist also arrived.

After a period of research, Kong Ming's Soul Summoning Technique also became more mature.

Soul Summoning takes time.

Qi Yao, Lin Feng, and Han Xiang stepped aside and quietly watched Kong Ming at work.

Watching Kong Ming lay out those strange objects, Lin Feng frowned and asked, "Wasn't Song Zhihao's soul preserved?"

Qi Yao said, "Yes, but later we found that, as time passed, Song Zhihao's memory and thinking abilities weakened at an ever-increasing rate."

Now, it's basically like that of an infant.

If this continues, it will disappear before long.

Otherwise, I wouldn't recommend doing this.

What we now know is that the soul is a special kind of energy; even if trapped by a strong magnetic field, it will keep leaking away.

After Kong Ming finished setting up, he began chanting the incantation.

Lin Feng furrowed his brows, feeling tense.

Qi Yao and Han Xiang were even more nervous than he was.

Qi Yao naturally also cared about Song Jiaren, and she also had scientific expectations.

And Han Xiang is Song Jiaren's mother.

Although not her birth mother, she regards Song Jiaren as important as her own daughter.

Kong Ming the Daoist chanted the incantation three times in a row, saw the needle on the compass move, and let out a breath, saying, "Success!"

Next, he placed the compass into an instrument.

Qi Yao stepped forward, stood before a control console, and pressed a switch.

From above, a cover descended, covering the imperial concubine's corpse, casting a blue light.

Lin Feng saw the needle in the instrument's compass move, and the imperial concubine lying in the blue light began to tremble.

Qi Yao explained, "This is an energy transmission system adapted from the Witch Tribe's communication technology."

It has been tested and can transmit spiritual energy.

Witch Tribe members can communicate over long distances ignoring distance, largely based on research into spiritual power.

Some obscure research may seem absurd, but if it succeeds, it becomes a great, advanced technology capable of changing the world.

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