"My Spirituality and Resistance are both still here." Ke Meng clenched his fists, his surging blood coursing through his body.
After transmitting two videos back to Blue Star through his mind, Ke Meng took out a new video recorder, transferred the files to a computer, and watched them in silence.
The recording playing on the computer screen was none other than the valuable footage of Ke Meng sitting in a chair and using the Virtual Game Helmet over a dozen hours earlier.
Ke Meng shut himself inside an uninhabited Small World, let his Spirituality run wild, and used his fullest perception to establish Synesthesia with himself in the footage.
"What exactly is the Soul Transference process?"
Before opening the recording, Ke Meng had already simulated the process in his mind and used Synesthesia countless times, but he still had no answer.
The video began playing on the computer screen, bringing with it the noise of the crowd and the ionizing hiss of electricity coming into contact with the air.
These sounds should not have been captured by the recording, but Ke Meng's powerful Spirituality allowed him to perceive the ionizing hiss through Synesthesia.
"Not enough. It's still not enough. I need to hear the soul." Ke Meng stared fixedly at the screen.
As the helmet's silver needles pierced his brain, Ke Meng's body in the footage trembled slightly, then stopped moving.
Ke Meng sensed an unusual fluctuation, without any image or sound.
It was a change in the soul.
Somewhere beyond perception, a portion of the soul was stripped away and temporarily transferred to an unknown location.
Even across an unknown span of time and distance, the separated portion remained closely connected to the soul in the original body.
Ke Meng stared at the screen in a daze, only regaining