novelraw Chapter 190 This isn't kidnapping, it's a medical consultation
Chapter 190 This isn't kidnapping, it's a medical consultation
The suona, a rogue among musical instruments, its sound is enough to kill or injure anyone who utters it.
When the heavy metal version of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix," enhanced by Zero's "meme contamination" algorithm on a supercomputer, blared simultaneously through military-grade loudspeakers hidden in every corner of the cement factory, the entire abandoned factory instantly transformed into a large, open-air funeral hall leading to paradise.
The sound waves don't act on the eardrum at all, but resonate directly with the brainstem.
The armed personnel of Organization S are all highly trained elites who can withstand severe torture and ignore bloodshed.
However, they have never received professional training on how to resist "suona brainwashing".
The four armed men at the forefront suddenly stiffened, their eyes glazed over, and their fingers, which were about to pull the trigger, became as weak as noodles.
Only one thought remained in their minds: Who am I? I think I'm about to leave...and I leave peacefully...
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of purple smoke descended from the sky, like a gentle grim reaper, enveloping the three snipers.
"Report... I saw... the truth of the universe... it... it's a giant... donut..." The sniper on top of Silo 11 uttered his last words in a dreamlike tone, then hugged his sniper rifle and passed out happily.
The other two snipers, one started playing rock-paper-scissors with his own shadow, and the other tried to use a banana as an antenna to contact his home planet.
Within ten seconds, the entire battlefield fell into an extremely eerie and philosophically significant peace.
The man codenamed "Doctor" is the only one who can still barely remain conscious.
His mental strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, but at this moment he felt as if two steel spikes had been drilled into his temples at the same time, and he saw stars in front of his eyes.
What terrified him even more were the black mycelium spreading from his feet.
The mycelium, as if it were alive, bypassed the stones and weeds on the ground and precisely wrapped around his and his men's ankles.
The moment the hyphae came into contact with the skin, it did not cause pain, but rather a cool, slippery sensation, as if being licked by countless tiny snakes.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful and tyrannical bio-current traveled along the hyphae and instantly spread throughout the entire body.
"Clatter".
The scalpel in the doctor's hand fell to the ground.
It wasn't that he didn't want to hold on tight; rather, he realized that he had lost control of his body.
His muscles, his nerves, were now completely taken over by those fungi…
He was like a puppet whose wires had been pulled out; he could only move his eyes, nothing else.
This is a new type of "nerve-blocking bacteria" that Wang Minyu cultivated by using the radiation from "living jade".
Its only food is bioelectricity.
Once it latches onto a target, it will act like a blood-sucking leech, draining all electrical signals from the target's nervous system, causing a "physical disconnection."
That bowl of "resurrection soup" is the "culture medium" that activates these dormant mycelia.
The suona horn stopped.
The world returned to silence.
Wang Minyu walked forward casually, kicked away the scalpel at the doctor's feet, and looked at each of the "immobilized" S organization members like a chief physician making rounds in the ward.
"Hmm, comrade, your pupils are dilated, and you're drooling. Your cerebral cortex is overexcited; you've ingested too much 'the elixir of wisdom.' It's nothing serious; a good night's sleep will do the trick."
"This person's face is flushed and his limbs are twitching. This is because the suona injured his brainstem, causing autonomic nervous system dysfunction. He needs electroconvulsive therapy. Guan Shan, make a note of this and give him a treatment later."
He commented on everything along the way, finally stopping in front of the doctor.
"As for you..." Wang Minyu extended two fingers, forcefully prying open the doctor's eyelids, and carefully examined him. "Your mental barrier is damaged, and there are traces of foreign energy intrusion. You have been contaminated, and for quite some time."
The doctor stared intently at Wang Minyu, his eyes filled with horror and resentment.
He wanted to speak, but he couldn't even control his vocal cords.
"Don't worry, don't be afraid." Wang Minyu patted his face, his gesture as gentle as if he were comforting a sulking patient. "I've seen many cases like yours. Here, we call it 'possession.' In your scientific terms, it's probably 'advanced spiritual parasitism.'"
He straightened up, put his hands behind his back, and strolled slowly.
"Does your S organization think you've found a shortcut to evolution? By merging with those underground or other-dimensional 'things,' you can abandon your fragile physical body and achieve spiritual immortality? Not a bad idea, very creative."
Wang Minyu's words struck the doctor's heart like a heavy hammer.
This is a top-secret information of the S organization. How could he know it?
"What a pity, you've gone astray." Wang Minyu sighed, a hint of regret in his voice. "You thought you were the masters, the controllers. But in the eyes of those 'things,' you were nothing more than walking, more useful 'culture dishes.' They gave you a little power, a little knowledge, just to make you grow fatter so they could harvest you in the end."
He pointed to the pump room deep inside the cement plant.
"Just like you, you gave that kid Wang Jinghui a little treat, so he would willingly trick his own brother into going to the slaughterhouse."
After saying that, he ignored the doctor, whose face was ashen, and walked straight to the pump room.
Guan Shan and Su Qing had already gotten out of the car. Guan Shan was in charge of piling the incapacitated armed men together like stacks of logs, while Su Qing, carrying various instruments, began collecting samples, muttering to herself, "These brainwave waveforms disrupted by the suona... they're so beautiful, practically works of art!"
The iron gate of the pump house was wide open.
When Wang Jianguo and Li Xiumei saw Wang Minyu walk in, they were so excited that they cried out, tears and snot streaming down their faces.
They twisted their bodies desperately, their eyes filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and...greed.
In their view, their eldest son, whom they had abandoned eighteen years ago, still held onto old feelings.
Since he was able to handle those vicious kidnappers outside, he must be very capable and wealthy.
Wang Minyu's gaze merely swept over them indifferently, as if looking at two unimportant pieces of furniture, before finally settling on Wang Jinghui, who was huddled in the corner.
Wang Jinghui's face was ashen, and he trembled violently.
He witnessed firsthand what was happening outside; the surreal, scientifically inexplicable scenes completely shattered his psychological defenses.
"Brother..." he called out, his voice trembling.
"Don't call me 'brother,' I don't deserve it." Wang Minyu walked up to him, looking down at him. "I only have three questions for you. First, what did the S organization promise you?"
"They...they said they could cure my illness...using the most advanced gene therapy..." Wang Jinghui dared not hide the truth.
"Secondly, besides luring me out, what else did they ask you to do?"
"They...they asked me to bring you here so they could find a way...to extract the secrets of your miraculous medical skills...ideally, to get your...blood and tissue samples..." Wang Jinghui's voice trailed off.
"Third," Wang Minyu's tone softened, yet carried a chilling undertone, "If I hadn't seen through the trap today and died here, would you feel even the slightest bit of guilt?"
Wang Jinghui lowered his head deeply, not daring to meet Wang Minyu's gaze.
He couldn't answer that question.
Because he himself didn't know the answer.
Faced with the desire to survive, all kinship and morality seem so pale and powerless.
Wang Minyu looked at him and suddenly smiled.
"Okay, I understand."
He turned around and said to Su Qing, who had followed him in, "Draw a blood sample from him for a full examination. Let's see what the S organization has done to him."
Then, he walked up to Wang Jianguo and Li Xiumei, squatted down, and personally tore the rags out of their mouths.
"Cough cough...cough..." The two coughed violently.
As soon as Li Xiumei could speak, she cried out, "Xiaoyu! My son! You've finally come! I knew you wouldn't abandon us! Those damned bastards, they wanted to kill us!"
Wang Jianguo chimed in, "Yeah, yeah! Minyu, you have to stand up for us! We've been so terrified, you have to... no, you have to make it up to us!"
Wang Minyu watched their performance quietly, his eyes showing neither anger nor pity, only the pure curiosity of a surgeon looking at a specimen.
"Compensation?" He repeated, then nodded. "Alright. I've always believed in fair trade. You gave birth to me, and although you didn't raise me, you still gave me a decent body. I saved you today, so we're even."
He stood up, took out two pre-prepared documents and a pen from the pocket of his white coat.
"This is a 'Severance of Family Relations Agreement'," Wang Minyu threw the document in front of them. "Sign it, and from now on, we will have no connection whatsoever regarding your weddings or funerals. I will no longer concern myself with your lives or deaths. My property is also none of your business."
The crying of Wang Jianguo and Li Xiumei came to an abrupt end.
"What...what do you mean by this?" Li Xiumei couldn't believe her ears. "We're your parents! You're making us sign this?"
"Sign it, and you can leave now. The Wuling Hongguang van at the gate is yours for the taking, and there's 50,000 yuan in cash inside. That's enough for you to go back to your hometown and start a small business," Wang Minyu offered.
"What if we don't sign?" Wang Jianguo asked, his tone fierce but his heart pounding.
"Not signing?" Wang Minyu laughed, pointing to the doctor he had "commented" on outside the door. "See him? He has something growing in his brain and needs craniotomy. But my facilities here are basic, and I'm short of volunteers for the clinical trial. I think the two of you would be perfect."
The cold, emotionless words, like a poisoned ice pick, pierced their hearts.
They had no doubt that their abandoned son was capable of such a thing.
Ultimately, driven by fear, the two men, their hands trembling, pressed their fingerprints onto the agreement.
After receiving the signed agreement, Wang Minyu didn't even look at it before throwing it directly to Su Qing.
"Alright, you can get out of here now."
Wang Jianguo and Li Xiumei felt as if they had been granted a pardon and ran out as fast as they could, fearing that Wang Minyu would change his mind.
After dealing with all of this, Wang Minyu walked back to the man codenamed "Doctor".
At this moment, the doctor had been moved by Guan Shan to the center of the pump room, like a specimen waiting to be dissected.
Wang Minyu pulled up a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.
"Alright, now it's our turn." He looked at the immobilized doctor and said slowly, "Originally, this was a kidnapping. But now, I've decided to escalate it."
He pulled a blank prescription sheet and a pen from his pocket.
"This is a... expert consultation."
"Patient, Organization S. Chief complaint: Mental illness, delusional desire to devour the Earth. I am the attending physician, Wang Minyu."
"Now, let's begin the consultation. The first question is, what exactly is this 'mother body' you're referring to? Where is it now?"