Chapter 342: Experiment Concluded, Memory Overwrite
[Fusion condition: Completely kill Mindstorm]
[After fusion, when the player uses this ability, they need to make eye contact with the target to pull them into past memories, making them unable to extricate themselves and die from dehydration. At the same time, it can also tamper with the target's memory to achieve the purpose of brainwashing. However, when tampering with others' memories, it will break the balance of memories. The smaller the degree of tampering, the harder the balance is to break.
At the same time, the duration of this ability is related to the target's mental strength and physical strength. If the target's mental and physical strength are too powerful, the player will be unable to affect them, or the duration of the effect will be extremely limited.
In addition, if the target pulled into memory is subjected to strong external stimulation in reality, it may also affect the balance of memory.
The strength of this ability will depend on the player's mental power or psychic ability, and has no upper limit]
"It actually has no upper limit!" After reading the ability description on the panel, Xia Shang felt a surge of joy. Having no upper limit meant that the potential of this ability was so great that it exceeded his imagination.
Originally, Xia Shang had thought that Memory Storm definitely had an upper limit, and could at most be used in two to three-star worlds, maybe quickly being eliminated by stronger abilities. But the panel description before him gave him a huge surprise. Although this ability had quite a few restrictions, compared to Mind Probe, it was completely worlds apart, with no comparability at all.
Moreover, this ability could be enhanced as he got stronger. Of course, the premise was that he had to fuse talent skills related to mental or psychic ability. But now he had a very suitable target, which was Golden Boy's girlfriend, Cate.
As long as he fused the other party's superpower, it would definitely enhance his mental power. Not to mention anything else, as long as he could double the control time, Xia Shang would be satisfied. After all, in combat, one second could decide victory or defeat.
"Fuse." Xia Shang extended his right hand and clenched his five fingers towards Mindstorm.
The next second, the invisible flesh and blood tentacle, like a python, suddenly tightened. The huge coiling force instantly broke Mindstorm's countless bones. Finally, blood stained the tentacle red, and Mindstorm also died from suffocation due to chest collapse and trachea rupture.
"I guess this counts as ending your pain." Xia Shang put Mindstorm's corpse into the large pit he dug himself, and immediately covered it with a thick layer of mud.
[Memory Storm is fusing, current progress is 2%]
Xia Shang looked towards the panel again. Sure enough, the fusion progress of the superpower appeared on it. Seeing that ability fusion was successful, he planned to find someone to experiment on.
...
Returned to Manhattan, New York.
Xia Shang, who had changed his appearance, was walking on the street. He saw a couple with ambiguous actions walking towards him. Both of them were black men, and both were male.
"Look at me." Xia Shang blocked their path and said to one of them.
"What? Looking for trouble?" The relatively stout black man froze in place as soon as he opened his mouth. His eyes seemed to have lost their luster and slowly closed.
"Segal?"
The much thinner black man beside the stout man nudged Segal with his elbow, but Segal not only didn't respond, he even fell headfirst downwards. Fortunately, the black man beside him supported him in time, preventing him from falling to the ground.
"What did you do to him?"
Facing the black man's questioning, Xia Shang did not respond. Instead, he frowned slightly in thought.
He discovered that he couldn't probe the other party's memory, nor could he appear in the other party's memory. "Forget the companion beside you, forget your skin color." Xia Shang issued an instruction in his mind.
"Damn it! Quickly call an ambulance! He injured my friend." The relatively thin black man pointed at Xia Shang and shouted, quickly attracting a group of onlookers watching the excitement.
"I clearly saw just now, this mister didn't even move his hand and your friend fainted. You're slandering him, right? Heh, you even dare to extort people on the street, you must be crazy poor." A fat middle-aged white man wearing a men's vest mocked unceremoniously.
His words made Xia Shang think of a classic hell joke: Please choose the guy who stole chocolate from the following pictures: A: A white man with tattered clothes and a listless expression, B: A black man wearing a white T-shirt with good mental focus, C: A white child holding chocolate in his hand and with chocolate all over his mouth.
"He..." The black man originally wanted to say that his companion became unconscious just because Xia Shang looked at him, but he really couldn't say these words because even he himself felt it was extremely absurd.
"Alright, everyone disperse. If you ask me, this guy just fainted on his own. Give him some laundry powder, maybe he can wake up on his own."
The middle-aged white man was still ranting. It was clear to see that he should be an extreme racist.
"Damn it!" The thin black man, like a monkey, under the contempt of the people around him, took out a plastic bag containing white powder, then skillfully poured some onto his fingertip, and then wiped it onto the black stout man's nose.
And surprisingly, the effect was remarkably good. The black stout man slowly opened his eyes, but when he saw the black man beside him, he pushed him away with a look of disgust.
"Who the hell are you? Don't touch me." The black stout man cursed and grumbled, squeezing out of the crowd without looking back.
Only leaving his friend in the crowd, with a bewildered look on his face.
"What kind of joke?!" The little black man angrily pushed away the onlookers and came up behind Segal, putting his hand on his shoulder. "When you begged me last night, why weren't you so tough when you spoke? Now you're planning to turn your back on me, right?"
"Wow."
Just two short sentences contained too much information. The onlookers around immediately let out a "wow." Those who originally wanted to leave also stopped their steps. From the looks of it, they wished they could hold a bucket of popcorn and eat it while watching the good show.
"I..." The black man called Segal blinked his eyes dazedly, as if the other party's words had awakened his memory again.
"What? Trying to pretend you have amnesia with me? Honestly confess if you have someone else outside."
"Wow."
"Wow" sounds rang out again from the surroundings, like the croaking of frogs in a pond.
"My head hurts a bit, seems like I had a nightmare." The stout man covered his head, struggle constantly flashing in his eyes. "I remember you. Damn it, how could I have such a disgusting dream?"
Seeing this, Xia Shang, who was observing from the side, slightly shook his head. It seems that 2% fusion progress cannot brainwash an ordinary human.
Moreover, the memory overwrite is not thorough enough, and there is a possibility of being awakened.
Experiment concluded. Xia Shang then returned to his own villa, and took out the black briefcase placed under the coffee table again. Only the last two doses of Compound V remained inside. It seems it needs to be replenished as soon as possible.
(end of chapter )