Looking at the intimidating residents of the family area of the Fourth Research Institute, Shang Jianyao took a step and walked over.
Behind him, thick smoke was thin and crimson flowing, and the entire gate area became an extremely active crater, but it did not affect every plant or tree inside the family area at all.
The two seem to be in different worlds.
The first target Shang Jianyao chose was the white-haired old lady who had been chatting with her before, sitting under the tree to enjoy the shade.
He had just approached, and before he could speak, the old lady stood up with an indifferent look mixed with a little disgust and took two steps back.
Bang!
Shang Jianyao's chest suddenly appeared a penetrating wound!
This came from the shooting, but he didn't notice where the shooting was going, and the "comprehensive early warning system" of the military exoskeleton device did not respond, and the bullet seemed to come out of thin air, and it came from the rules, destined to hit, and there was no way to hide.
Shang Jianyao slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.
There was a bright red overflow, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the heart could be vaguely seen beating in swelling and contraction.
Such a shooting made Shang Jianyao feel severe pain from the heart, but miraculously, the injury was obviously serious, but it was not fatal.
"Is it unreasonable? I am wearing a military exoskeleton device and my chest is protected by bulletproof armor. Even Gaussian rifles are not so easy!" The honest Shang Jianyao whispered.
He immediately rubbed his chin:
"Is this a so-called 'sad' blow?"
Shang Jianyao, who was seeking novelty and curiosity, popped up his head from the side and suddenly realized:
"Because we are equivalent to playing the owner of the room, being disgusted by the old lady in front of us, as if after seeing an unwelcome stranger, the corresponding memories are mobilized, and the hidden psychological shadows come out, so the sadness is materialized into the fact that the heart is shot, and the emotional trauma cannot be stopped by the military exoskeleton device, and there is no sign of this, once it happens, there is an immediate reaction."
Here is the psychological shadow, many things cannot be done according to the logic of reality, and the expression of many things is more symbolic.
The vicious Shang Jianyao suddenly sneered:
"The psychological quality of the room owner is too fragile, right?
"Is this heartbreaking?"
He opened his mouth on his forehead.
The honest Shang Jianyao couldn't grab the physical initiative, so he could only respond from the other shoulder:
"Otherwise, how could it evolve into a psychological shadow?"
The calm and rational Shang Jianyao nodded thoughtfully:
"If this is the case, then Dabai's speculation is correct, the essence of this psychological shadow is the owner's painful memory of being abandoned, hated, and indifferent to all acquaintances and even some family members."
"Double confirm. I feel like we can take two or three more 'sad' blows." Shang Jianyao, who was seeking novelty and curiosity, eagerly looked at the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses before.
The rest of the merchants saw Yao retracting their bodies so as not to scare the target and affect the effect of the experiment.
Shang Jianyao, who was seeking novelty and curiosity, immediately walked towards the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
He pushed up his mask and smiled.
The middle-aged man's cold and emotionless face suddenly distorted, and he shouted hysterically:
"Get away!"
With a stabbing sound, Shang Jianyao's abdomen, which was protected by a military exoskeleton device, even the armor and flesh were all cut open, and the bloody intestines gushed out, some of which were broken.
Zen Master Pudu replaced Shang Jianyao, who was seeking novelty and curiosity, and sighed:
"Namo Arudhara is the perfect enlightenment, this is 'broken intestines'."
"Aha, I have no complaints even if I break my heart......" Shang Jianyao, who loves to sing and dance, regained the initiative.
The vicious but cowardly and timid Shang Jianyao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and once again made a mouth on his forehead, urging:
"Don't you treat the wound, doesn't it hurt?"
"Sadness" and "heartbreak" are both top-notch pains.
"Then leave it to you!" Shang Jianyao, who was seeking novelty and curiosity, immediately gave up his body.
After treating the wound, Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and "talked to himself":
"It is now basically certain that the essence of this psychological shadow is the owner of the room's painful memories of being abandoned.
"But facing pain seems to be full of danger, and if we do this twice like this, it is equivalent to 'sadness' and 'heartbreak', and we will most likely die here."
In reality, you will become a vegetative state.
"Try something else first." The cowardly and timid Shang Jianyao didn't want to endure "sadness" or "heartbreak" again.
"Yes, yes." The agreeing merchant saw Yao immediately agreed.
Shang Jianyao, who values feelings but is still a child at psychological age, is more afraid of pain and feels that he cannot face the pain recklessly.
After some exchanges, they suppressed Zen Master Pudu and the reckless Shang Jianyao, who would go to hell if I didn't go to hell, and decided to find another way of thinking.
The joking Shang Jianyao smiled and said:
"Since the psychological shadow of the room owner is abandoned, hated, and cold by the people here, why don't we let him be accepted again?
"This is our strength!"
"Try it." The calm and rational Shang Jianyao agreed to this plan.
They joined into one, and with the help of the loudspeaker attached to the military exoskeleton device, they shouted to the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and the other hundred or so people not far away:
"Everyone has been together for so many years, why do they all have a little feeling, I know you have difficulties, I don't blame you, I can accept it, I hope you can also abandon that bad memory and return to the original ......"
He directly used "mind implantation".
In order to make "thinking implantation" have enough effect, he played the emotional card that everyone has known for so long.
A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a hundred or so people nearby gradually smiled on their faces.
Shang Jianyao quickly said the same words to the other hundred or so people, lest they destroy the effect of "thinking implantation".
- He could only affect so many people at once, had to repeat labor, and had to be careful not to arouse suspicion at all times.
In the real world, when others see a 180-degree turn in the attitude of colleagues and neighbors, they may think that Shang Jianyao's emotional card has played a role at first, but after two or three times, they will definitely notice that there is something wrong with this, and will try to wake up the affected people, so that Shang Jianyao's previous efforts in "thinking implantation" will be wasted.
But this is a psychological shadow, the room owner may not have had a similar interaction with the people here, and he himself should lack the corresponding experience, so Shang Jianyao can "persuade" a specific group again and again under the watchful eyes of hundreds or thousands of people, without suffering backlash, as smoothly as giving a speech.
Finally, Shang Jianyao completed the "thinking implantation" of all human consciousness in the family area of the Fourth Research Institute.
He saw everyone's smiling faces again, felt the friendly attitude of most people, and received warm hospitality.
Everything is back to before the change.
However, this psychological shadow has not collapsed, and the problem has not been substantially resolved.
"Can the subconscious mind of the room owner still distinguish that this understanding and acceptance is false and unwilling to believe it?" Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and said to himself silently.
Suddenly, his heart moved, and he repeated a sentence:
"I don't want to believe it......
"In the psychological shadow, I am equivalent to playing the owner of the room, and I clearly know that the cordial enthusiasm in front of me is false and brought about by 'thinking implantation'......
"I don't believe it, and the owner of the room naturally won't believe it either."
"It turns out that the fish that escaped the net is myself!" The honest Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and said with his left palm.
In order not to let any Shang Jianyao miss it, they did not use Shang Jianyao's method of implanting thinking into Shang Jianyao, but returned to the original stage, using the mask of the military exoskeleton device as a mirror to persuade themselves:
"You see:
"Here, it's like going back to the company;
"Everyone smiles sincerely and speaks nicely;
"So ......"
Shang Jianyao and the others suddenly realized at the same time:
"Isn't this home?"
He chatted with people everywhere, slowly organized a group of people to dance, a group of people to sing, and dutifully played the role of the activity center supervisor.
The cheerful atmosphere gradually enveloped the family area of the Fourth Research Institute.
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Tarnan, "Dream" Hotel.
The proprietress Aino sat at the front desk, holding her chin in one hand, watching an old world drama with less concentration.
Suddenly, she shuddered.
She recalled some past events buried deep in her heart in a trance just now, and remembered the faces that were originally kind and kind, but now cold and stiff.
When she broke through the island of fear, she was actually relieved, but after the corresponding images occasionally flashed in her mind, she still felt a sour feeling in her heart.
Unlike usual, the clip that flashed through her mind just now was:
Everyone suddenly smiled at themselves again, singing and dancing, and was very enthusiastic!
"This is even more terrifying, okay......" Aino whispered to himself.
She said this because she knew very well:
Those in the family area were already dead at that time.
The dead will not change their expressions and smile.
Based on this, Aino suspected that someone had broken into his psychic room and was exploring the corresponding shadows.
Her expression changed for a while, she shrank back and muttered:
"Watch dramas and dramas, and when he finishes exploring, he will leave."
The price she pays is "escapism".
…………
It wasn't until his spirit was nearly exhausted that he had to withdraw from the "506" room that Shang Jianyao got rid of the effect of "thinking implantation" and regained the corresponding judgment.
He rubbed his chin and said to himself in confusion:
"I can't make myself believe it......
"What should I do?"
At this time, at No. 12, Area C on the 349th floor, Jiang Baimian was also thinking about the psychological shadow of the "506" room.
As her thoughts unfolded endlessly, some questions suddenly flashed through her mind:
"The owner of room '506' should be a resident of the family area of the Fourth Research Institute, or have lived there for a long time, and is familiar with almost everyone and has a certain bond.
"So, why was he unanimously abandoned by those people in the family area of the Fourth Research Institute, and why was he treated coldly and hated?
"What did he do and what trouble did he get?
"Or, did you discover some secret that you shouldn't have discovered?"
(End of this chapter)