Chapter 598: Chapter 326: Dragon Hook Secret Technique, [Herbalist]_2
The stone table was densely covered with bright red runes, which suddenly seemed alive, starting to twitch and shake.
"This, it’s written again, the Dragon Hook Rune, hahaha!"
The runes that filled the stone table suddenly appeared like a colorful chameleon, moving and slowly shrinking down to the size of a thumb.
It instantly changed color to match the stone table.
Originally flat lines drawn with runes, now the same color as the stone table, suddenly no one could detect it anymore.
It turned out that this little chameleon drawn by the runes was the so-called Dragon Hook!
"This too, let it out!"
...
Inside the pure white prison.
Ye Han was bound on a mechanical bed.
From under his eyelids, a small Dragon Hook drawn by runes suddenly emerged.
But this Dragon Hook was flat, without thickness.
Moreover, it was exactly the same color as his face and his skin!
Crawling over his eyelids, it turned flesh-colored.
Crawling over his cheek fuzz, it turned the color of the fuzz.
Crawling over his prison clothes, it turned the color of the prison clothes.
Crawling over the mechanical bed, bed legs, floor, crawling all the way outside, always matching the environment’s color.
Exactly the same, without any color difference, absolutely the same color!
...
"Oh?
"This?
"There’s such an Immortal Technique?"
Bai Mo frowned.
He looked at Professor Zhang.
He heard from the roadside weeds that three days ago, a flat chameleon crawled into Professor Zhang’s eyelid.
He heard from the bathroom’s potted plants that two days ago, two flat chameleons crawled out from under Professor Zhang’s eyelid.
The first one that crawled out was seen by the aloe on the windowsill and crawled under the eyelid of Professor Zhang’s secretary.
The second one that crawled out was seen by the big tree outside the window and headed towards the prison!
Prison?
Bai Mo’s gaze was icy.
If the prison was cleared, could this disaster be eradicated?
But... he was a bit afraid.
The one that entered beneath Professor Zhang’s eyelid was a chameleon.
The ones that came out were two chameleons.
What he feared was, is it possible... the one that went in was the father. The two that came out were both sons?
What he feared was, is it possible... there’s still one lodging in Professor Zhang’s mind? Still continuously consuming Professor Zhang’s willpower, and waiting for the next time to regenerate sons?
This chameleon, drilling in and giving birth, how long has it been spreading at the North Suburb Base?
How many brains has it already lodged in, how much willpower has it stolen, how many people has it harmed?
...
Inside the pure white prison.
Two chameleons, full of willpower, returned to the cell, crawled onto the mechanical bed, onto Ye Han’s face, and drilled beneath his eyelids.
In the dream.
Ye Han sat by the table, stunned for a moment, his hands on the table couldn’t stop trembling, even his joints jumping erratically, making cracking sounds!
After a long while, he touched his swollen finger and suddenly smiled.
"Haha, hahahaha! Master, my fingers have completed cultivation! [Hand of the Pen], cultivation completed!
"Just now, I received the willpower brought back by the two Dragon Hooks, just perfectly helping me complete the seventh cultivation!
Red Ink Ancient Immortal also grinned.
"Hehehe, this prison is simply a blessed land for you.
"Here, executing the Dragon Hook Secret Technique, more than half of those providing the Dragon Hook with willpower are Immortal Technique Masters!
"The stolen willpower is abundant and pure.
"How long has it been, and you’ve already completed seven cultivations?
"Even Sequence Six is just around the corner!
"The Dragon Hooks lodging in their minds will slowly alter their perceptions, modify their concepts, making them actively protect the Dragon Hooks, cover the Dragon Hooks, and conceal the changes in themselves.
"They’ll even slowly change their beliefs, letting them gradually become aligned with you, loyal to you, even becoming your servants.
"Once you’ve cultivated to Sequence Six, in another year and a half, the West State Division of the Immortal Committee will be entirely your slaves!
"Do you think, suffering these torments in prison, is it a loss?"
Ye Han grinned audibly.
"Not a loss, not a loss, not a loss, not a loss!"
Who would have thought that a prisoner confined in jail could quietly advance their cultivation swiftly!
Who would have thought that a prisoner strapped to a mechanical bed would become the future master to whom this vast West State Immortal Committee and thousands of Immortal Technique Masters would bow down in allegiance?
...
Bai Mo lay on a chair, seemingly tired and weary, with his eyes closed, not speaking.
The fox apprentice in his arms, Char Siubun, buried its head in the master’s chest, occasionally nudging him.
Professor Zhang nearby raised his hand to call the chef and whispered.
"Please make a bowl of vegetable porridge for Expert Bai Mo, thanks a lot!"
What he didn’t know was that Bai Mo was listening to the voices of plants carried in the wind, memorizing those whose minds were invaded by Dragon Hooks, understanding their current positions one by one, and thinking of ways to extract these Dragon Hooks from their minds!
...
In the dream.
Ye Han still felt uneasy.
"Master, if the Dragon Hook resides in someone else’s mind, can it be extracted?
"Will the Dragon Hook die?
"Will it be caught?"
Red Ink Ancient Immortal pursed his lips, not pleased.
"Why do you always ask such ominous questions?
"The Prince Blood Technique is more terrifying than you can imagine!
"The Dragon Hook is also more formidable than you think!
"When you draw the Dragon Hook, the rules for seeking benefit and avoiding harm are imbued in the runes you write.
"The Dragon Hook will automatically seek more vibrant and active willpower and will escape from the dry and cold mind where the will is depressed, avoiding chaotic and frenzied mental realms as well.
"If you ask how to harm the Dragon Hook... uh... the host suddenly goes mad? But such cases are rare, no need to worry."
...
"Give it a try."
Bai Mo wasn’t very confident.
Might as well treat a dead horse as if it’s still alive.
With a thought, in the wind blowing through the North Suburb Base, tiny seeds like powder and sand scattered.
Professor Zhang brought hot porridge and placed it in front of Bai Mo.
"Expert Bai Mo, after eating meat all night and drinking all night, it must be hard on your stomach? Drink some of this to nourish it!"
As he spoke, he was unaware that vine silk had sprouted from his nostrils!
This vine silk extended upward to his brain, connecting to his nerves.
The vine silk reached down out of his nostrils, resembling overly long nasal hair.
When the wind blew, in the North Suburb Base, everyone who had been invaded by Dragon Hooks grew long vine silk nasal hair like him.
Yet every single one was inexplicably oblivious to it.
The workers packing cakes at the banquet, the administrators having one last drink, the researchers laughing and chatting sat facing each other or looked at each other’s faces, but none noticed the long vine silk nasal hair.
In the distant Immortal Committee office building.
Chairman Chen Shu, fatigued, signed a document and handed it to his secretary. Both had vine silk nasal hair growing from their nostrils but didn’t notice.
In the distant experiment center.
Mo Lanyou sneezed and continued writing the experiment report, equally oblivious to the green hair sprouting from his nostrils.
Even further, in the prison.
Song Yin lay on the cold ground, his flesh bloodied. He couldn’t notice the green hair growing from his nostrils.
...
Neither did they notice the green hair nor the red-black eyes suddenly forming on it.
Those red-black eyes gathered, resembling bunches of grapes, hanging beneath their nostrils, dangling from their lips.
Yet they continued talking, laughing, with the grape-like eyes swaying on their lips unaware.
Bai Mo drank hot porridge and looked at Professor Zhang.
"Thank you."
Professor Zhang, with bunches of grape-like Ghost Eyes hanging from his nostrils and lips, grinned.
"No need to be polite, right?"
He hadn’t noticed the Great Tripod of Plant Neurology slowly rotating in Bai Mo’s eyes, driving each Ghost Eye to function!
The Ghost Eyes hanging from the colleagues’ nostrils weren’t ordinary Ghost Eyes... they were the Mad Brain extracted during the creation of Ghost Eye Three!
The Mad Brain is more frenzied, more active, with more vibrant willpower than a regular brain!
By connecting this Mad Brain to Professor Zhang’s brain, could it fish out the Dragon Hook?
Bai Mo stared at Professor Zhang, gazing at the Black Ghost Eye hanging from his nostrils, soon hearing the voice of the Ghost Eye.
It could suddenly perceive... the Dragon Hook truly came! Following the connections of the nerves, guided by the taste of willpower, it left Professor Zhang’s brain, traveling along the vine silk into that small piece of Mad Brain from Ghost Eye!
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