She clung to him like an octopus, whispering repeatedly, "Mr. Ren, you promised to help get revenge. You promised ... I’m begging you, don’t go back on your word. I’m begging you!"
Ren Zhong was at a loss, so he simply raised his voice and roared, "When have I ever gone back on my word? Hurry up and dismantle the crystal chip! If you want to help you get revenge, then do your work! Do what you need to do! If you keep stalling, this crystal chip will devalue to five hundred! How am I supposed to get revenge for you like this?"
Hanyu finally woke up completely.
Afterward, only through a conversation with everyone did Ren Zhong co to understand what exactly had happened this ti.
The Maze Bug is a major category, a big family, with various evolutionary branches.
The branch they encountered this ti was called the Dream Weaving Maze Stink Bug, whose power can reach the Fourth Level, with a maximum Energy Level Index of 2000 points.
But unlike ordinary Ruined Beasts, the Dream Weaving Maze Stink Bug does not excel in hand-to-hand combat; its energy focuses mainly on its special ability.
It can release special tiny particles from its tail, colorless and tasteless, extrely perable, almost impossible to filter.
Once these particles enter the human body, they invade the brain like neurotoxins, causing dream-like hallucinations, akin to eating poisonous mushrooms, but ten to a hundred tis more potent.
These dreams do not arise out of thin air but are based on the deepest, lurking mories within the poisoned person’s mind, often comprising the most difficult, desperate situations they’ve faced in their lives, their largest obstacles.
No matter whether these obstacles were eventually overco, or if they’ve beco mories or haunt like nightmares, the poisoned person would relive them in the dream.
Moreover, parts of the poisoned person’s mory would be obscured, and their mory fragnts and thought patterns would remain in the initial situation.
It drags out the painful mories people don’t want to recall, forcing them to experience it again.
This is an extrely terrifying ntal ability.
Forget about Second or Third Level Professionals, even Fourth or Fifth Level Professionals can fall victim to it when caught off guard.
Zheng Tian, Chen Han, Wen Lei, and others each had indelible mories deep in their minds, and they sank into them, unable to extricate themselves.
If it weren’t for Ren Zhong killing the Dream Weaving Stink Bug in ti, terminating its process of secreting tiny particles into the air, the bug wouldn’t even need to bite them personally; everyone would gradually suffer brain death naturally.
Listening to everything everyone said, Ren Zhong’s expression was rather peculiar.
Since his resurrection, he had experienced a lot, and being killed was not just once or twice.
He never expected that all along, what he feared most was not death, but an out-of-syllabus question he encountered during a competition that almost stumped him.
This is simply...
Insane and inexplicable!
He thought to himself, sothing’s not right.
Could it be that when people call a cold-blooded study machine and an emotionless book biter, they aren’t insulting but have actually seen through my essence?
I feel like I’m pretty normal, though?
Wait a minute, let think.
Ren Zhong pondered for a while before sorting out his thoughts.
When he was first revived, he often died very suddenly, without much ti for ntal preparation; before he even had ti to be afraid, he was already gone.
After freezing for the first ti, dying beca a habit, and new fears turned into loneliness, becoming a terrifying nightmare similar to a ghost ship.
But at that ti, he only briefly collapsed before his parents’ last words bolstered him, still believing that there was always a way out, quickly standing back up, and eventually eting Zheng Tian and the others, erging from the dense forest.
Afterward, though he often prepared ntally for complete death and even faced it head-on voluntarily, his heart mostly felt anger rather than fear because he knew he could always resurrect.
Looking back, when he was about to be frozen and was saying goodbye to his parents, he didn’t feel much fear either, because he clearly knew at that ti that no matter how scared he was, he was dood anyway.
Fear was useless.
Scientifically speaking, life, death, sickness, and aging are the natural order of things.
At that ti, he certainly believed in science.
There was only one thing Ren Zhong truly feared: identifying sothing he simply couldn’t do, causing doubt to surface.
This had never happened since he was resurrected on Source Star.
Therefore, the particles of the Dream Weaving Stink Bug precisely captured the scene of the physics competition.
Back then, he eventually solved the problem and smoothly won the national first prize, which is also why he entered the university’s youth class early.
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