Delusion X Essential Need + Hypnosis

Office 13, Yaoguang Section.

Seven special operations personnel in total, four men and three women.

They sat in their chairs, anxiously and patiently awaiting someone's arrival.

Though they knew each other, none of them felt like conversing at the moment.

Some appeared nervous, repeatedly grasping at the air as if training their forearm strength to distract themselves.

Others gazed at their noses, their noses at their hearts, like old monks in deep meditation.

Some were sweating profusely, their uniforms soaked through with perspiration.

Still others feigned composure, their eyes darting around, inadvertently revealing their inner anxiety.

These seven special operations personnel attached great importance to the BOSS who was about to arrive and provide guidance.

Despite their different outward expressions, their feelings were surprisingly unified.

Thump, thump, thump...

Steady footsteps sounded outside the room.

At first, all seven assumed it was a hallucination brought on by their own nervousness.

The footsteps gradually became clearer, approaching from a distance.

Closer...

Even closer!

The door was pushed open silently, and a young man in a slightly thin white coat slowly walked in.

He had picturesque features, red lips and white teeth, handsome facial features, and an elegant, otherworldly, clean, and refreshing demeanor.

A nameplate hung on his chest, displaying: [Yaoguang Section – Special Operations Team 13 Leader – Yan Anqing – Serial Number 19S0A25].

All seven stood up with a "whoosh."

They appeared reserved, unsure of where to place their hands.

In reality, even without the nameplate, all seven present recognized him.

"Yan God!" The youngest of the seven special operations members couldn't contain his excitement and eagerness, blurting it out.

"Hello."

Yan Anqing nodded at him, his gaze then falling on the other members. "Although this is our first meeting, I've already reviewed all your files."

Special Operations Team 13, including himself as the nominal leader, had a total of 8 members. Most of them were sent by family connections for a "golden bath," with only one or two genuinely dedicated individuals.

However, looking at it from a positive angle, all of them had sound intellectual development and understood their respective backgrounds, strengths, and positions. They should know how to present themselves when facing different people.

Those with extremely low emotional intelligence, who thought they were the center of the universe, generally wouldn't end up working in Section 17.

Based on Yan Anqing's observations over the past few months, Xie Zhe seemed to be the only exception.

In fact, with his current reputation, he wouldn't be able to play the "acting like a pig to eat the tiger" game.

There were no incidents of pretense and subsequent humiliation.

These special operations personnel were very well-behaved in front of Yan Anqing, like mice encountering a wild cat, not daring to act out of line.

"You, you, you..."

Yan Anqing held a stack of documents and, after a brief scan, pointed to six of them.

The eyes of the selected male and female special operations members lit up.

The one overlooked was a middle-aged man.

The expression on his face instantly dimmed considerably.

"You all, sit down."

After giving this instruction, Yan Anqing's attention focused on the middle-aged man: "Aspirant."

"The severity of the symptoms varies, perhaps... you've been idle for too long? Do you need me to arrange some work for you?"

"In my opinion, except for Jia Yuanliang, everyone else's symptoms can be self-adjusted."

With that, Yan Anqing beckoned the standing middle-aged man.

Jia Yuanliang, a member of Yaoguang Section's Special Operations Team 13.

In the past half-month, his food intake had tripled compared to before, and he had also actively increased his training volume, acting as if he wouldn't rest until he wore himself out.

He was purely making things difficult for himself.

If Yan Anqing hadn't reviewed the man's resume, he would have suspected that a strong self-destructive tendency was inherent in his genes.

"Tell me, what are you thinking?"

Upon hearing Yan Anqing's words, a look of grief appeared on the middle-aged man's chiseled face.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and only then managed to compose himself.

"My mother... is dying."

"From childhood to adulthood, she has sacrificed a lot for me."

"No matter what, I have to try my best!"

"I, I must become a Silver-Eyed!"

As he spoke, the tall man's eyes reddened, and his voice choked up.

Yan Anqing nodded noncommittally.

He had specifically sought out and reviewed the other party's information.

Jia Yuanliang's father had died young, and his mother had raised him alone.

A single mother, struggling financially, she had endured countless hardships and exhaustion on their journey.

Years of overwork had completely broken her health.

As she aged, various illnesses swarmed her, consuming her health.

Jia Yuanliang's mother's vitality was like a candle in the wind, liable to extinguish at any moment, but due to liver and kidney failure, many medications could not be used.

Although there was the saying, "use strong medicine for severe illness," this did not apply to a patient whose energy was depleted.

Current medical treatments could only barely delay the inevitable, slowing the progression of her illness.

The attending physician had determined that Jia Yuanliang's mother had only one to two months left to live...

Should he watch her suffer on her sickbed, barely clinging to life, or inject her with chemical agents for euthanasia?

As a son, Jia Yuanliang could not make that choice.

Every day now, he lived in inner torment.

In Jia Yuanliang's eyes, the only hope for his mother to recover her health was the Limitless Cell.

Recently, Qu Li and Doctor Jiang Xinyue had been researching the project of allogeneic implantation of Limitless Cells, but they had been unable to resolve the intermittent rejection reactions.

Moreover, the Limitless Cell was the most precious and rare research material, with countless people eagerly anticipating its benefits, and the competitors were innumerable. Why should it be used on Jia Yuanliang's mother?

He and his mother lacked sufficient competitiveness in this regard.

For others, becoming a Silver-Eyed was merely to satisfy their own delusions, anticipating a more colorful life.

But for Jia Yuanliang, becoming a Silver-Eyed was a necessity!

If he could transplant the Limitless Cell in his body to his mother, wouldn't that work?

Furthermore, between parent and child, the rejection reaction should be significantly reduced!

Bone marrow hematopoietic stem cell transplantation, liver, and kidney transplantation...

Although Jia Yuanliang didn't understand these things well, he thought there should be some common ground.

"If one could become a Silver-Eyed through gluttony and self-harm, would there even be a term like 'Aspirant'?"

Yan Anqing rebuked, "If you ruin yourself like this, what will happen to your mother? Who will take care of her?"

The strong and burly man was reprimanded. All his hardened defenses of these past few days were shattered, and tears immediately streamed down his face.

Jia Yuanliang cried like a child, "But, I have no other way..."

After breaking through the other's mental defenses, Yan Anqing's voice suddenly became much hoarser and deeper.

"Your name, Jia Yuanliang."

"Yaoguang Section, Special Operations Team 13 staff member."

"You are a filial son."

The middle-aged man wiped his tears and nodded.

"You feel you have failed your mother's expectations."

"You haven't achieved success, allowing her to enjoy her twilight years and family happiness."

"You want to compensate her."

Jia Yuanliang's facial expression gradually disappeared, and his eyes began to look vacant and unfocused.

"Yes."

"You believe that if you become a Silver-Eyed, you can transplant your Limitless Cell to your mother."

"Like bone marrow donation, liver and kidney transplants."

"Between blood relatives, the success rate of matching is higher."

Jia Yuanliang's eyes gradually dimmed, his demeanor lost, and his voice became ethereal, as if it were a synthesized voice, or perhaps he was murmuring to himself: "That's right."

The young man who had previously called him "Yan God" couldn't help but sigh as he watched this: "Damn... Hypnosis? That's amazing!"

The other six Special Operations personnel present couldn't help but hold their breath, exchanging glances.

Yan Anqing was one of the most prominent and sought-after star scientists in Mojuke recently.

But no one had heard that he also knew hypnosis