Spiritual Eye Regression

The senses seem to be magnified to their limit at this moment; when sight is lost, hearing becomes especially sensitive.

The instant the lights went out, a faint green glow scattered in the air, and elusive phantoms appeared and disappeared, pressing down on Yu Xing.

The feeling of suffocation grew more and more intense. Factors squeezed into my body with each breath, emanating a cold sensation from my flesh and skin. My body's rejection reaction caused my head to feel dizzy, my stomach to churn, and I almost vomited.

"Those annoying ants..."

Why bother with a futile struggle?

"Humanity is beyond saving..."

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell..."

The heavy murmurs echoed in my ears, possessing a bewitching magic that caused my mind to fluctuate with these words and be assimilated by them.

The darkness before me was not ordinary darkness; it was so dense that it was impenetrable. It was not the dark side of light, but some kind of independent substance that filled the entire space to the brim.

Even Yu Xing's night vision was rendered useless, because it wasn't nighttime.

In this darkness, the only thing visible was a green ghost composed of viral factors. They multiplied and overlapped, surrounding Yu Xing and seemingly growing larger until they formed the feeling of giants surrounding a human.

The sense of space was distorted; this place no longer seemed like the commander's office, but rather an abyss with no end in sight, so high that the dome could not be seen, and so far that the boundaries could not be seen.

The terrifying ghosts bent over, looking down at the only living creature, raising their non-existent legs and gradually tightening the encirclement. The immense pressure was enough to drive any ordinary person into a terrifying madness.

"What's the point of humans still being alive...?"

This time, the murmurs came from the ghost's opening and closing mouth.

"You're the last one..."

Does it make sense?

"Is there any point in you living...?"

Yu Xing stood still, calmly watching the vengeful spirit's performance.

But after looking at them all, this is the only one that comes to mind.

Using sound as a medium to amplify the silent brainwashing process, which used to make people obedient without their knowledge, now accelerates this process several times over.

Yu Xing was indeed momentarily disoriented by these voices, but that was all. He deliberately refrained from using the curse power within him, wanting to experience the power of this Yugi boss.

It's a pity, if that were all--

He only needed to resist slightly to break free from his daze.

These ghosts, composed of green vengeful spirits, appeared very large to human senses, but he didn't want to crane his neck to look at them. So he tilted his head, his gaze landing on a spot in the void, precisely pinpointing Veil's location, and said disdainfully:

"You think you can brainwash me like this?"

"Could it be that in your system, this applies to ordinary people as well as those who have awakened their abilities, only with more 'force'?"

"Tsk, how low-class."

It's unclear which word struck a nerve with "Veil," but a resentful scream suddenly erupted from the darkness. The shrill voice transcended the boundaries between men and women, and with the Hertz of another species, it struck Yu Xing's head like a heavy hammer, causing a sharp pain in her eardrums.

"Phew—so he's better at noise attacks after all." Yu Xing frowned, slightly regretting her words.

It's so fucking noisy.

Black lines gradually appeared on his fair skin, and the whistling sound had an instantaneous diminishing effect on him. The lines became increasingly dense, and at this moment, all the suffocation and any other restraints collapsed into nothingness.

The churning black mist surged from his center, sweeping towards the direction of Veil that he sensed. This time it was far more terrifying than the previous minor skirmish. Wherever the black mist passed, the eerie green vengeful spirits scattered in fear, as if they had seen a raging flood.

Those factors that couldn't escape were instantly swallowed up, turning into tiny dust particles in the black mist. The assembled green phantoms suddenly became fragmented, some pieces missing.

With one piece missing, the ghost's face revealed a very human-like look of terror.

The dark matter was dispersed by the mist, and light returned to the space. The distorted area was forced back to normal, revealing the outline of the office.

Yu Xing's eyes were covered by a deep blue, and everything within his sight became clear, leaving nothing hidden.

He saw that Veil had already escaped to the door and was holding the doorknob, but the black mist followed Veil like a shadow, tightly binding her. He could also vaguely hear a smell, like something burning, coming from Veil.

The black mist was almost her nemesis; she had no chance to resist and could only look back at him with resentment, her face covered in patches of rotten flesh corroded by the mist.

The next moment, [Spiritual Eye] was passively triggered.

Yu Xing's eyes flashed, and many fragmented images flashed before his eyes. He saw a much younger and more naive Veil push open the office door for the first time.

At that time, another man was sitting at the desk. He was in his thirties, very imposing, and his gentle gaze fell on Veil.

The man looked at Veil, who had a curious yet reserved expression, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid. I finally found you. Your sister often talks about you, and now she..."

A flicker of sadness crossed the man's face. He patted Veil's head and said, "I will follow her last wishes and take good care of you."

In the next scene, a slightly older Veil is serving tea and water to the man in the office. She has a file folder tucked under her arm and is wearing a professional uniform, seemingly already a capable secretary.

The man's expression was cold and indifferent as he gave instructions on the construction of the base. Despite his gentle demeanor, which had long since lost its edge, Veil still trusted him completely, even though she had dark circles under her eyes from exhaustion.

In the third scene, the man and Veil are playing chess in the office. The man moves his rook first, then uses his cannon to leap over obstacles and advance, the sound of pieces falling is incessant. Veil is slumped over the desk, her skirt lifted up, sweating profusely because of her lack of skill, and is checkmated by the man's repeated attacks.

Her face showed a mixture of conflict and joy, so she didn't notice that the man behind her was no longer the same person she had met at first. His cold face, though beaded with sweat, was chilling and intimidating, and a glint of dark green flashed in his eyes.

Yu Xing, Yu Xing witnessed a chess game unfold, gasped in shock, and tried to turn his head away, but then remembered that the scene had been directly presented to his mind through his Spiritual Eye.

What happened next was not complicated. The man had actually been hollowed out by the vengeful spirit, but because he was the manager of the base, no one had ever discovered it.

But the virus needed to evolve. As its power increased, the man's decaying body could no longer fulfill its function of carrying the virus. One day, when Veil played chess with the man again, the virus transferred from its old carrier to a new one through her mouth.

Following this, the administrator of the previous base died unexpectedly.

He had already selected a new manager and made all the necessary arrangements. Amidst a chorus of support, Veil took up her office chair and immediately demonstrated her strong management talent. Her management style was swift and decisive yet also considerate of human relationships. During her governance, her power grew exponentially from the ground up.

The virus within Veil's body is developing new abilities, gradually expanding its infection range to cover the entire base.

All of this has led to the current Base 51.

After the rewind ended, Yu Xing looked at the mostly decaying Veil with a complicated expression. He had just seen some scenes he shouldn't have seen and felt somewhat sorry for the owner of this body.

Well, the principle of "don't look at what is improper" remains true for a rather conservative young master from the Republican era; some of his beliefs have never changed. When he went abroad to study, he didn't participate in any of those parties where people indulged themselves under the guise of new ideas.

As for the ease and confidence they usually display... well, that's just a matter of acting skills.

However, the true owner of Veil's body is dead, leaving only a parasitic virus that controls the body to continue functioning.

Yu Xing only let his mind wander for a moment, and the next second, the black mist tightened, binding him tightly like a rope.

"I'm giving you a chance to survive by changing your carrier." He said...

A smirk played on his lips, his usual playful expression returning. "Answer one question, and if I'm satisfied, then—"

Veil stared straight at him, suddenly revealing a pitiful expression rarely seen on this body.

"I'm so scared..."

"Humans want to live, so why should viruses die? I had no choice in my existence, and my birth was beyond my control. Why should I be exterminated by humans as invaders just because I have consciousness?"

"You know what? I'm terrified."

Ask me anything you need to know, and I'll answer you. I know I've lost now.

"However, you're the only one who's ever beaten me, the smartest person I've ever met. Tell me to let go, I can't escape anyway. Let me go, let me regain my beautiful face..." Veil reached out and touched her rotting face, saying sadly, "I'm very beautiful, I don't want to die so ugly."

She seemed to be speaking sincerely, Yu Xing raised an eyebrow, wanting to hear what else she had to say.

The black mist relaxed slightly, giving her some breathing space. Without the suppression of its power, Veil's wounds healed rapidly, and she soon returned to her beautiful appearance.

A tear rolled down her cheek as she tore open her clothes. "I've lost to a human, it's already like this... I'm willing to have one last time with you before I die... Can you stay with me?"

"Just... take pity on me."

Yu Xing chuckled softly.

If he hadn't seen the retrospective—oh, he wouldn't believe it either; this tactic is as consistent as ever.

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