"It sounds a bit overkill." Yi Cha said flatly, "I think it must be used for more than just encrypted communications."
"That's true."
The professional gambler stretched out a slender finger and pointed it in the air. "It can also be said that this is not a kind of 'communication'. This kind of communication does not require any medium - it is difficult to even call it 'communication'. It is better to say it is a unilateral 'influence'."
He pointed in the direction of Cha. The sharp eyes under the mask glanced at him, and his gaze was like a cone.
Isaac suddenly felt a nerve jump in the back of his head.
"What a sincere guy. Why don't you just trust him?" said a magnetic voice deep in his mind. It was not his own voice - he could recognize it intellectually. But I wasn't feeling repulsed, and I even started to vaguely think in that direction.
The professional gambler held his ground for a moment, withdrawing his eyes and fingers.
The nerves in the back of my head calmed.
The magnetic voice of "believe in him" also disappeared.
"So this is a hint." Yi Cha nodded.
This feeling should be close to the "temptation" of the devil. In addition, some curses, psychic energy spells and magic control energy spells also have similar effects - the principles are not quite the same - I did not see any energy in the energy vision just now. . There is no physical rejection due to energy type.
Professional gambler smiles
"As the name suggests, 'suggestions' are used to manipulate other minds.
If you want an extra layer of communication protection. I can create for you a set of 'implied' rules between us. You don’t need any ability, understanding or learning to use it. "
"Okay!" Ke Qier said happily.
Yi Cha did not object.
As a means of invading thinking, "suggestion" feels quite neutral, and it is difficult to even feel the intrusion - perhaps this is what makes it scary.
But whatever. There are many terrible things.
Gamblers approached them.
Ke Qier couldn't see what happened next - in Cha's field of vision, he saw the gambler conjuring up two thick black plush threads that were constantly twisting like nematodes and inserted them into their heads -
There was a warmth at the point of contact between the top of my head and the thick line.
Then they all seemed to have a strange, unsociable hair.
Yi Cha touched it casually - it was very elastic.
"okay."
The gambler stepped back and crossed his arms. "You should figure it out soon. This thing is not perfect for what we are trying to achieve - after all, its purpose is not 'communication', but 'control'.
Therefore it can only convey subjective thoughts and emotions. It also requires both of you to keep a clear mind. "
"It's quite easy for the two of us to have a clear brain." Yi Cha said.
"I think it's pretty good." Ke Qier didn't feel the ridicule and just said happily.
Although he couldn't see it, he could obviously feel the presence of the strange hair.
At this moment, he curled his fingers in a similar manner and pointed at the gambler, looking at him with shining golden eyes - this was sending a "hint".
Ke Qier's "hint" was successful. The professional gambler paused and then answered calmly. "Okay. I know. Thank you."
"Looks like it's easy to use. That's about it."
Yicha is not interested in the implied content. "Frankly, we're more prepared than I thought."
"We can go." He gestured twice in front of his and Keqier's eyes, and a layer of law film formed between their upper and lower eyelids - this thing only played a simple role of "filtering out all the All the expressions of joy to see”.
Hopefully it will prevent the parasitism of the "taunting of fighting" - which is exactly what Kezier accidentally fell into before.
"Wait a minute, there's one last thing."
The professional gambler nodded and said
"Since a 'hint' is a 'hint', it cannot be 'revealed' by a third party. Especially by potential enemies. If exposed, it will trigger a 'chain of exposure'. It will be quite detrimental to your thinking organs.
In any case, please consider it as an aid with side effects. "
"Okay. Okay." Ke Qier nodded seriously.
There was silence for a moment.
All the words should have been said.
This moment seemed particularly silent.
They stood in a deep well with airtight walls.
Four thousand kilometers underground.
Four thousand kilometers up, a quiet and stubborn martyr sat. Her palms were pressed against the ground, her calves were close to the ground, and her body remained motionless.
She must be like this, always like this, always like this, otherwise the maintenance of this existence in the vortex of nothingness will be suspended, the tunnel will collapse, and they will all be shattered by the empty wind in this remote and desolate plane, and the information will be wiped out. remove.
The Land Builder is a technological martyr.
This means that when she is working, her family and friends, no matter how close she is, are no different from strangers.
A moment of silence.
Yi Cha, Ke Qier, and the professional gambler stretched out two white heads and one with a black mask looking down.
They are looking at the "visual interface" - they are looking at nothing.
The person to be dealt with is an ideal martyr in the "Extreme Breakthrough Exercise". This is even worse - in his eyes, any "road" should be just a ruin that needs to be broken down and rebuilt.
It seems that the land builders should be protected and the warmongers should be dealt with.
And they didn't know what she wanted to do or what he wanted.
I don’t know whether I can return safely, whether every part of my body can be preserved, whether I can persist until tomorrow at the end of the world, what is the destined orbit of the Panplane, whether there is a solution, whether the solution is correct, and whether it is feasible. Whether they can increase the likelihood of those they want to increase.
They just want to increase certain possibilities.
"Proof." Yi Cha said.
"Proof." The gambler nodded.
"The gap," said Kircher.
Only a few tenths of a second apart, they jumped off the visual interface one after another.
A nasty red light flashes.
Nearly 10,000 frequencies passed before their eyes.
Falling.
Or floating - there is no feeling of falling at all, and the reference is completely unbelievable. The circles are twisted into unequal squares.
The gambler's bright eyes flashed, and his "hint" immediately sounded in Yi Cha's mind: "Believe her."
"Suggestion" is really subjective.
But to find out what he meant. The capabilities of professional land builders go beyond this. Although there is no guarantee, the building structure below must be safe, have enough space, and extend to the right place.
Their route will definitely lead to the location of the conspiracy's shadow soul.
He kept a certain distance from his two companions, barely changing his position, and waited patiently.
…
I don't know how long it took, but Yi Cha felt his back brush against some kind of hard surface again.
He propped up his wings and subconsciously wanted to move forward - which made him realize that his position had changed significantly -
yes
This action made him sit up.
