Unfortunately, all of this research had failed.
Once a Super Warrior died, the chip implanted in their brain would also suffer so form of damage, leaving its structure incomplete.
Moreover, the complexity of the chip was, frankly, beyond what they considered human technology. It was hard to imagine what kind of genius could have created such a thing.
The fact that a living Super Warrior had now been captured, giving them the chance to perform surgery and remove an intact chip, was simply incredible.
After all, a Super Warrior could trigger the chip with a single thought. Any abnormal change in their brainwaves, such as suddenly falling into a deep coma, would also activate the chip’s functions. This ant that things like anesthesia were completely out of the question.
They had conducted extensive research but had yet to find any way to safely remove it.
It was a near-unsolvable technological problem.
"What’s the situation this ti? Did you find a way to temporarily disable the Brain Realm chip? Or did you manage to turn one of the Super Warriors? Forgive my bluntness, but if it’s the latter, the chances of successfully removing the chip are slim. Based on our research, the removal process itself would likely trigger its self-destruct chanism, leading to the destruction of the chip and the death of the host."
A white-haired old professor asked a mber of the Special Security Bureau in a solemn voice.
"Rest assured, everyone. It’s the forr. There’s a high probability that we can safely remove the chip this ti."
The burly, middle-aged man from the Special Security Bureau in charge said with a smile.
"May we ask what thod you’re using? Did you find the chip’s control device? If it’s confidential, then never mind."
A mild-mannered man who looked to be in his mid-thirties asked, pushing up his glasses.
Although the man had a gentle appearance, he was quite tall, with broad shoulders and a robust physique.
He was clearly the type of person who, despite his scholarly appearance, also knew a thing or two about Fist Technique.
Lei Chenfeng, a distinguished young scholar from Donghua, had beco a Brain Realm expert at a young age. His skills in brain surgery, in particular, were among the best in the world.
"It’s not confidential. You’ll find out soon enough. It’s not because of any device, but because of a person. The specifics are hard for to explain. You’ll probably understand once you get there."
"There’s one more thing I need to warn you all about in advance. This surgery will likely be extrely difficult. You need to be ntally prepared. We expect that all sorts of electronic equipnt will be unusable, and it will place high demands on your Physical Ability and ntal state."
The middle-aged man shook his head and said no more.
In truth, even he didn’t fully understand how *that person* had done it, so how was he supposed to explain?
Once these experts and professors arrived on-site, they would naturally understand.
’Not because of a device, but because of a person?’
’No electronic equipnt can be used during the surgery, and it places high demands on one’s Physical Ability and ntal state?’
The various experts and scholars exchanged confused glances, but a glint of understanding flashed in Lei Chenfeng’s eyes, as if he had already ford so guesses.
Not long after, the vehicles drove into a hospital sowhere in Modu. An inpatient building was already surrounded by fully ard soldiers. After the experts arrived, they were separated into male and female groups and subjected to an extrely thorough search by staff mbers of the corresponding gender. Only then were they led toward a hospital room.
Even before they got close to the room, the group felt an unusual aura. So of the older professors, who were not in the best of health, found their breathing growing short, and beads of sweat began to form on their foreheads despite them having done nothing strenuous.
"The magnetic field of a Saint Expert?"
One of the old professors said in a low voice. Having participated in many confidential research projects, they were naturally familiar with this phenonon.
For these Saints, their powerful bodies were secondary. The truly terrifying aspect was that their brains had undergone further developnt, granting them extrely strong psychic peculiarities. Their Life Magnetic Fields had a terrifying effect on living beings.
Ordinary people weren’t even qualified to stand in the presence of such an existence.
Among their research projects was one on how to shield against the magnetic field influence of these beings. They had originally believed that this influence originated from the brain and that wearing a special anti-magnetic field helt could significantly weaken its effects.
Later, this line of thinking was proven wrong. The human Life Magnetic Field is a holistic system. To weaken the magnetic field’s influence, one would have to wear a full-body, airtight radiation suit. But doing so would severely restrict an individual’s movent, making it impractical for combat situations.
And even then, it couldn’t completely block the effects of True Intent.
This was because the changes in the human magnetic field were closely related to the five senses. As long as a living being needed to perceive the world through its five senses, this influence could never be completely eliminated.
So believed the cause of this phenonon might be related to the collective unconscious.
The human body still held many potentials that could not be fully understood through research.
As the group arrived outside the hospital room, they saw a tall young man sitting beside a bed.
His entire body was enveloped in a visible Blue-White Demon Fla, the source of all the surrounding ntal pressure and magnetic field interference.
The Demon Fla flowed down his arm, covering a plain-looking middle-aged man on the hospital bed. The man appeared to be in a coma, his face serene.
Just as the group approached, the young man in the room seed to sense them and turned his head to look over.
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