Without a doubt, the wooden plaque was not part of the Contained Object.
But Adams, who had carved the plaque, made the same bizarre move as Tie Han.
"What's wrong?" Mo Qiong asked.
"I've tried my hardest to suppress my desire, but this kidney is right in front of me. I really can't resist having a taste..." Adams said helplessly.
Mo Qiong asked, "Just a taste? Is it merely a strong mental impulse, or are your actions completely beyond your control?"
Adams said, "That feeling disappears after one bite. How should I put it? It was a typical case of Mental Distortion. Just now, the greatest obsession of my life was to take a bite of this kidney... My dreams, beliefs, career, and even all my emotions became utterly meaningless compared to eating it."
"Maybe you could have slapped me flying at that moment, but I would have used every means at my disposal to get it. Even if I had to cross infinite universes, break through the ten directions of dimensions, ascend to the heavens or descend to the underworld, I would still have gotten it."
"Even hiding it would have been useless. I could sense its location."
Mo Qiong asked, "What if your abilities were never enough to obtain it?"
"Even if I lacked the ability, I wouldn't despair. This obsession would make me think of every possible way to achieve my goal, and I would devote all my efforts to eating this kidney. Not to mention dedicating the first half of my life to containment—even if I had devoted ten lifetimes to the containment cause, under that distortion just now, I wouldn't have cared at all. I was still perfectly lucid, and I still had considerable combat ability and competence, but my goal had changed... Looking back