A Palace Towering into the Clouds

This wasn't the first time Qing Chen had heard of the possession technique after neuronal reconnection.

But this is the first time someone has used it on themselves.

Once this technology is used, if the possessed person is not above B-Class, there will still be many consequences for the possessor, because the brain of the possessed body will suffer irreversible damage.

They were also unable to continue their spiritual practice.

Only bodies of B-Class or higher will be valued by important figures.

Therefore, it was definitely not Kamiyo Yunhe personally carried out the possession. After all, he had worked hard to cultivate to A-level and had just become one of the top figures in the food chain, and he still had a long lifespan ahead of him.

How could someone like that be willing to give up their future?

It seems that the 'producer' waiting here is the one who wants to possess Qing Chen's body.

Qing Chen laughed and said, "You made me walk barefoot and injured all day along the mountain path, dragging me for more than ten kilometers, but you still couldn't break my mind. Do you still have the confidence to possess me now?"

Kamiyo Yunhe sneered, "Don't be too confident. Many people think they're incredibly strong against consciousness, but they're not. You're already at your limit; how much energy do you have left to deal with the overwhelming consciousness transmitted through neural connections?"

Qing Chen nodded. "The term 'powerful crossbow' is quite apt..."

Kamiyo Yunhe calmly said, "That's not the point of that statement."

Qing Chen slowly pushed aside the corpse whose neck he had snapped, struggled to his feet, and brushed the snow off his clothes. "That diesel SUV, you prepared it for yourself, didn't you? Weren't you afraid I would steal it and run away?"

"You're too naive. That car requires my voiceprint verification. You can't drive it away," said Kamiyo Yunhe.

"Well, you can't drive away now either," Qing Chen said.

Kamiyo Yunhe: "???"

Kamiyo Yunhe looked over in astonishment, only to find that the steering wheel of the SUV had been pried off.

The center console was also ripped open with a huge gash by some kind of sharp weapon.

He searched around for a long time but couldn't find out how Qing Chen had done it.

Is it some kind of Forbidden Item?

But I clearly didn't find Forbidden Item on the other person!

Could it be hidden inside the body? Did the other person not empty their bowels properly during the day?

Kamiyo Yunhe squinted at the corpses around him.

If Qing Chen, who was seriously injured and weak, could do such a thing, then if it weren't for an A-level official personally escorting him, the escorting personnel would probably have died without knowing why.

Kamiyo Yunhe calmly said, "You think that by damaging the vehicle, you can disable my mobility and delay until someone discovers the anomaly here and comes to rescue you? Don't think that far ahead. By then, your consciousness will have been annihilated in the data and overwritten by someone else. Move it and take him down."

As soon as he finished speaking, two assassins from the Age of Gods walked up to Qing Chen and tried to drag him to the basement of the farmhouse.

It seems that the other party had already transported the neuron connection equipment here.

However, when the two assassins were about to attack Qing Chen, they hesitated when they saw the corpses of their companions on the snow and the extremely weak and defeated boy.

They were unsure whether the boy still had the strength to fight.

Thinking of this, the assassins felt a pang of shame. How could they have felt such fear towards a seriously wounded person?!

"What are you still dawdling about?" Kamiyo Yunhe said coldly.

The two assassins finally overcame their fear and lifted Qing Chen's arms.

Qing Chen did not resist. He was well aware of his current situation, and resistance would be a meaningless struggle.

He took advantage of the fact that Kamiyo Yunhe was acting and pretending to be trapped to find an opportunity to make his move.

Now, with the other party right under their noses, there's no way I can make a move.

However, he whispered to the assassin beside him, "Kamiyo Yunhe originally had six subordinates with him. Guess why they didn't come with him?"

Upon hearing this, the Kamiyo assassins disguised as producers instinctively looked at Kamiyo Yunhe.

Qing Chen continued, "Those people were all poisoned to death by Kamiyo Yunhe. After things are over here, he will definitely kill you too."

Kamiyo Yunhe turned to look at him. "Could you at least try to sow discord when I can't hear you?"

Qing Chen said with a smile, "Is this sowing discord? So recounting what you did is considered sowing discord? Listen up, everyone, if I were you, I would sneak away when he's not looking, or you'll all be dead sooner or later."

As he was speaking, Qing Chen suddenly coughed violently and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Only at this moment did Kamiyo Yunhe and the others realize that the boy's injuries were truly severe.

The battle just now had once again taken a toll on the boy's body.

"I suggest you save your energy," Kamiyo Yunhe sneered. "The warriors of the Kamishiro Corporation won't be fooled by you. I don't want to end up with a corpse after the neuronal connection is successfully completed."

Ke Qing Chen, still smiling, looked at the assassins. "Which of you will try to possess me? Be careful, or I'll die right after you succeed. That would be really unlucky for you."

The Kamiyo assassins fell silent.

It wasn't out of fear of the outcome Qing Chen mentioned, but rather because she was looking at this young man who seemed to have taken life and death lightly with a smile.

Kamiyo Yunhe sighed, "No wonder Shadow values you so much."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The group carried Qing Chen to the basement, where two beds and two devices connected by countless data cables had already been prepared.

Qing Chen observed carefully and found that neither device was connected to the internet; they were physically isolated independent devices.

He originally planned that once his consciousness began to reconnect with neurons, he would try to find Yi's trace in the network and ask the other party to find a way to rescue him.

It seems that won't work now either.

This group of people is exceptionally cautious.

The assassins pinned Qing Chen to the bed and used leather straps to restrain his limbs and head to prevent him from breaking free.

One of the assassins lay on another bed, letting his companion attach the discs at the ends of transparent tubes to various parts of his head.

Qing Chen looked at the silvery liquid flowing inside the transparent tube. "Nanobots?"

No one answered him.

The next moment, the silver liquid flowed out of the tube, spreading all the way to the end of the tube, seeping from his cerebral cortex into the gray matter of his brain.

The nanorobots were so small that Qing Chen didn't even feel them infiltrating his body.

"Neuron connection synchronization and coordination rate: 47%".

"Neuron connection synchronization and coordination rate: 61%".

"Neuron connection synchronization and coordination rate is 100%."

Looking at the data displayed on the instrument, Kamiyo Yunhe stared in astonishment at Qing Chen: "How can there be such a high synchronization rate? How can someone whose body and mind have been so severely damaged still maintain such a high synchronization rate?"

He then looked at his subordinates, whose synchronization and coordination rate stopped abruptly at 84%.

"Wait, something's not right, stop the overlay!" Kamiyo Yunhe just finished speaking.

In an instant, Qing Chen's pupils narrowed sharply, like those of a ferocious feline beast.

He saw a blue ocean of data, with lines of code flowing endlessly in his consciousness, arranged one above the other.

Soon, all the code faded away, leaving only a long street with Japanese-style white sake banners hanging there, a small child lying in his mother's arms, and a woman sitting on the street humming a lullaby.

Qing Chen was unwilling to accept this memory, but the consciousness transmitted in reverse after the neurons were connected was constantly being instilled.

The child slowly grew up in his mind. Qing Chen witnessed the other person grow from a child to an adult, and witnessed the other person enter the military after graduating from high school.

Witness the other party's outstanding achievements in the Federation Army, witness the other party being injected with gene serum, and become an excellent soldier under the Kamishiro Corporation.

Then a man named Kamishiro Seisen was selected into the Kamishiro Corporation's intelligence agency and eventually came to the Central Plains with a mission.

Amid the flames of the Federal Civil War, they silently infiltrated the Central Plains via mountain roads. Once they arrived, they imprisoned the original producers of the production base in a nearby equipment room, where they waited.

Those fragments of consciousness frantically tried to overwrite Qing Chen's past memories...

However, this stream of consciousness suddenly discovered...

One's own consciousness is but a drop in the ocean to the other.

On the other side, the assassin from the Age of Gods stood in the vast and boundless consciousness of Qing Chen and suddenly saw a palace, a place that Qing Chen named the Memory Palace. Each room stored memories that Qing Chen had collected and categorized.

The palace soared into the clouds, with countless doors perched atop it.

The assassin couldn't tell for a moment how many doors were in the palace.

He was astonished; this was completely different from what the instructors had taught him.

Under normal circumstances, covering consciousness will only cover the other person's memories, and you will not be able to know what the other person has experienced, nor will you be able to see the other person's consciousness space.

It's simply a matter of one consciousness overwriting another; once that's done, the person will naturally wake up.

The scene before us was truly bizarre.

Suddenly, a door opened, and behind it seemed as if there was a black hole, drawing him slowly inside.

The assassin struggled with his consciousness, but it was no match for the darkness behind that door.

Ultimately, he was sucked in, as if he had encountered a massive whirlpool in the deep blue ocean.

With a loud bang.

The door closed.

The assassin's entire consciousness was plunged into darkness.

Immediately afterwards, that consciousness was as if it had been shredded by a millstone, turning into invisible dust.

Qing Chen's vertical pupils gradually returned to normal, and he looked at Kamiyo Yunhe: "Sir, it's done."

Kamiyo Yunhe asked coldly, "What's your name?"

"Takahashi Tōju," Qing Chen replied.

"Where were you born?" Kamiyo Yunhe asked again.

"City 22, Hanabi Town," Qing Chen replied.

A hint of surprise appeared in Kamiyo Yunhe's eyes. "Your consciousness wasn't overwritten, yet you were able to access Takahashi Tōju's memories?! Why? What secret are you hiding?!"

Qing Chen asked in confusion, "Sir, what are you talking about? I am Takahashi Tōju."

Kamiyo Yunhe pointed at the instrument. "Your neuronal connection synchronization rate is far higher than Takahashi Tōju's; there's no way he could cover up your consciousness! Stop pretending, you're still Qing Chen! Don't try to argue; I'm not bluffing you!"

Qing Chen sighed inwardly. These people really know exactly how to connect neurons and possess a body. By the way, how many experiments has the Kamishiro Corporation gone through?

He originally wanted to impersonate Takahashi Tōju to seek a chance to escape, but he was betrayed by science and clinical experience.

However, Qing Chen still didn't admit it; he only said with great distress, "Sir, I am Takahashi Tōju!"