The vibration in my left ear is still there.
7.83Hz, the frequency is 0.01 Hz higher than before.
Ye Mo didn't move, sitting cross-legged on the broken steel beam, his knees pressing against a piece of broken concrete. He closed his eyes, his fingers pressed against the edge of the Vibranium fragment, his fingertips tingling. It felt like a phone's vibration mode was turned down to the lowest setting, but directly connected to his nerve endings.
Tony was tightening the bolts on the armor ten meters away, while Emma Frost sat against the wall, breathing evenly. No one spoke.
He began to gather his Regeneration abilities. He had misused them during the fight, and now he needed to redistribute them. He brought up the system interface in his mind; the nineteenth-floor Spiral Tower was spinning slowly, as if it were stuck with dust. He rewound the combat data stream, focusing on the part where the shield was activated.
Delay 0.8 seconds.
The problem lies in the convoluted energy path. Originally, the " Force Field Shield " was powered from the middle of the spine, while " Regenerative Phasing " descended from the two lines splitting off the shoulder blades. During a fight, the two energies collided and blocked each other.
He tried a different approach, allowing the resonant mechanism of Regeneration cells to intervene in the shield-weaving process earlier. Instead of opening the shield first and then repairing, he repaired and built simultaneously. It's like patching a wall without waiting for it to crack before painting; instead, he put new bricks on it before the cement dries.
First time trying.
His skin tightened, like goosebumps rising. The shield hadn't formed, and the recoil made his temples throb. A cooldown warning popped up: Triple time lock.
fail.
He took a breath and gently tapped the ground with his left hand. Once, twice, following the rhythm of 7.83Hz. This wasn't just random tapping; he was using himself as a receiver to simulate the signal waveform in reverse. He didn't believe the frequency was a coincidence; if someone was watching them remotely, they would leave some trace.
Second attempt.
This time, restrictions were added. Only three layers of Regeneration cells were mobilized to form a thin resonance zone in front of the sternum. Then, the energy of the Force Field was drawn out from here. As a result, the shield still collapsed, but in the instant before it collapsed, a semi-transparent membrane floated on the skin, blocking a small pebble that he had thrown out himself.
It's somewhat useful.
He opened his eyes and glanced at the spot where the stone had landed. It was embedded in the soil, less than two centimeters deep. The membrane held up for less than a second, but it had indeed withstood the impact.
Can living things be used as shields?
He closed his eyes and continued adjusting. This time, he set " Danger Sense " as an on/off switch. He set the rule: if the energy fluctuation on the body surface exceeds the threshold, Regeneration and shield linkage will be automatically triggered. It's like installing an automatic reaction program in the body, without him having to give the commands.
The third attempt.
The moment the hairs on his back stood on end, the system alarm lit up. High-frequency energy was approaching. He didn't open his eyes, relying entirely on his senses to determine direction. The skin on the outside of his right arm tightened, and that crystalline membrane instantly formed. With a soft snap, a piece of flying metal hit him and bounced away.
It's done.
A notification sounded in my brain:
"A new defense mechanism has been detected and named ' Living Crystal Shield,' now in trial operation."
He didn't laugh, and continued his deduction. Since it could automatically trigger defense, could they go a step further and predict attacks?
Drag in the basic module of Telepathy. It's not for mind reading, but for scanning the surrounding bioelectric currents. For example, if an enemy raises their hand to gather strength, the muscle electrical signals will change in advance. He can set up defenses 0.5 seconds before the opponent makes a move.
He tried several times without success. His mental focus was insufficient, and he kept being distracted by the vibrations in his left ear. However, he had already drawn the framework of the model in his mind and labeled it: " Dynamic Predictive Defense Protocol V1.0 ".
Archived temporarily.
He looked down at his right hand. His knuckles trembled slightly, not from fatigue, but from the system running algorithms in the background. The operation he had just performed was equivalent to disassembling and reassembling the three abilities. Regeneration was no longer just simple healing, and the shield was no longer just a pure energy shield; now they could combine and respond automatically.
The cooldown period is still long, but at least there's a contingency plan. We won't have to rely on luck on the spot anymore.
He recalled the last fight against the Abomination; if he had used this move earlier, he might not have suffered a broken rib. Back then, he activated his shield too late, and his Regeneration didn't allow him to focus on his head, so he almost passed out.
Things are different now.
He stood up and stretched his shoulders. His body had almost fully recovered, and his mind was clear. His Regeneration abilities had given his nervous system a final cleanse, and the fatigue had subsided considerably.
Tony heard a clanging sound on his end. He was changing the communication module, muttering, "This damn frequency is too noisy, I need to switch to an encrypted channel."
Emma Frost opened her eyes, glanced at Ye Mo, said nothing, and then closed them again.
Ye Mo sat down next to her. The distance was just right, not too far, not too close, just enough to feel the rhythm of her breathing. The mental frequency she left behind during the review was still there, like a piece of cached data, which he used as Anchor.
He placed his hands on his knees and continued thinking about the signal.
It's at 7.83Hz, and it's still rising. It's already at 7.84Hz.
This number looks familiar.
He remembered that the Earth's natural resonant frequency is around 7.83, called the Schumann resonance. He had seen popular science videos before that said the human brain's alpha waves are close to this frequency, making it easier to relax.
But now it's changing.
This indicates that it is not a natural phenomenon.
Someone is using this frequency for something. It could be eavesdropping, or it could be jamming. The Hellfire Club has done mental imprinting before, but not with this level of sophistication. This time, the method is cleaner, like filtered water.
He tried to synchronize his breathing with the rhythm to see if there would be any response.
Just two seconds after we connected, the vibration in my left ear suddenly stopped.
He remained still, maintaining his seated posture.
Five seconds later, the vibration returned, and the frequency changed to 7.85.
Test him?
He returned the signal, tapping the ground with his right index finger in the same rhythm, but with a slight deviation—it sounded like a response, yet not quite.
I waited for ten seconds, but there was no response.
He tapped it again, this time tapping it one more time.
A slight tremor was felt on the ground.
It wasn't a sound, it was a touch. It was felt on the soles of my feet.
He looked up at the sky.
The clouds were low, and the wind was light. But in that instant, a flash of light appeared on the distant mountain ridge. It was extremely brief, like a lens reflection.
He didn't tell Tony, nor did he call Emma Frost.
He stood up, brushed the dust off his pants, walked back to where he had been sitting, and picked up the Vibranium fragment. It wasn't hot anymore, but he could still feel a subtle pulsation when he held it in his palm.
He turned it over, back side up, and scratched a line on it with his fingernail.
It wasn't just randomly drawn.
A tiny groove was etched according to a 7.85Hz waveform.
Then place the fragments on the ground and step back.
If the signal source is collecting environmental data, this etched Vibranium piece might reflect abnormal waveforms. It's like putting a dummy target on it to see if the other party will take the bait.
After doing all that, he sat down again.
Close your eyes and slow your breathing.
His consciousness sank into the Gene Spiral Tower. The nineteenth floor was still spinning, and the new model was gradually solidifying. The data of the Living Crystal Shield had stabilized, and the first version of the Dynamic Predictive Protocol had been saved. He set a reminder for himself: before the next battle, scan the surrounding bioelectricity first, and don't rely on the naked eye to judge.
His physical condition has returned to its peak.
My mental state is more stable than before.
He knew he couldn't stop. If he could block a flying rock today, he had to be able to withstand an EMP pulse tomorrow. The enemy wouldn't wait for him to finish leveling up before making their move.
He touched his left ear.
The tremors came again.
This time it's 7.86.
He opened his eyes.
Emma Frost was looking at him.
The two stared at each other for a second.
She asked, "Who are you greeting?"