No. 3 rested his hand on the book. He wasn't interested in what the people upstairs thought of them, but if they planned to do anything to the teacher, he guaranteed General Chen wouldn't see the sun rise tomorrow.
"What are those people they mentioned?" No. 2 took off his cowboy hat and carefully laid it on his knee. "They sound like their trump card. Pretty powerful."
Lin Wan'er hesitated for a moment, then thought it over and replied, "A long time ago, I heard rumors that the people upstairs were secretly conducting some kind of experiment. They were trying to find a way to help disciples on the verge of collapse control their bodies."
"Simply put, they were using technology to slow down the erosion of disciples, keeping them at the threshold before they were fully eroded while preserving as much of their consciousness as possible."
The Gate was a curse, but from a certain point of view, it was also a gift. The more deeply a disciple was eroded, the stronger they became. But at the same time, they grew more insane and less rational, like the final bloom of a life before it vanished from the world.
Disciples at the threshold before full erosion were undoubtedly immensely powerful. If they could still retain even a sliver of consciousness, then that power would be terrifying.
The state had access to the most advanced technology, an advantage the Night Watch lacked. But judging by what they'd heard so far, the experiment's results were far from promising.
The modified disciples were difficult to control. They even had to be kept frozen to prevent their condition from deteriorating.
So even the people upstairs had no intention of using them unless they had no other choice.
"Tap, tap, tap."
A brisk set