Abyssal Wanderer

"So here's the thing, Miss Donata needs a mental evaluation report certified by the association, and it's best to get it within today."

With the unreasonable request, Jim leaned forward slightly, unscrupulously violating the safe range of the other party's cognition - this can be regarded as a little trick to use the mind-reading ability. Whenever Jim wants to anger the other party, This move will be used in the starting movement.

"Just this little thing shouldn't embarrass you too much, right?"

He looked at Kate with an expression that was more threatening than consulting.

"It is impossible to get it today... As I just said, the report is sent to the association headquarters for review and certification, which usually takes three days."

Kate sounded a little stiff in her answer.

In this era, except for employees of Olympus Enterprises and members of some international organizations, they enjoy immunity from inspection. Ordinary people who want to go to other resettlement areas (especially those that retain basic order) must have a mental index appraisal issued by a mind adjuster - this is a safety regulation established to prevent the spread of cyberpsychosis.

"You can wait three days before coming back, and then..."

she continued.

"one day."

Jim interrupted coldly:

"We can only wait another day at most."

The tone when he spoke at this moment was like a domineering senior employee of some private security company.

After hearing these words, Kate couldn't help but lick her lips - this is an action she does when she is angry, and the source of this habit may come from a certain childhood trauma.

Because this is not a very common habit, she usually does not hide this action in front of others.

She thought I couldn't see it...

Jim thought.

This woman had an intense aversion to being threatened by others, especially those whom she considered to be inferior to her - he could see this in the twitching of the other person's facial muscles and the change in breathing rate.

This kind of topological representation mostly appears on racists or religious fanatics, but considering that the three of them are of the same race, Jim guessed that the other person is more likely to belong to the latter.

A religious fanatic who views others as inferior to himself?

Thinking of this, Jim continued to speak condescendingly:

"I think one day should be enough for someone like you."

Great, she was about to explode.

Looking at the other person's knuckles that were placed on the wooden table and turned white due to excessive pressure, Jim thought to himself.

"no problem."

Then, Kate stood up with a smile, then silently walked to Donata's side like a cat and put her arm around her shoulders.

The latter looked at him blankly.

Jim shook his head at her to indicate there was no problem.

The mind adjuster's anger disappeared without a trace the moment she stood up, in what Jim usually called the final stage.

This is the stage where you need to always pay attention to whether the opponent is carrying a knife.

"Although I still can't guarantee that I can issue an appraisal certificate for you within one day... I can't say the length of this time. But since I'm in a hurry, I think it's better to conduct a mental index test on Miss Donata first. Let’s appraise it.”

Kate said solemnly.

For some reason, the middle-aged man he met at the door of the clinic flashed through Jim's mind.

A sociopath who looks flawless on the outside but has absolutely no empathy at all - could that person from before be the doctor's accomplice or victim?

"Wait a minute, can you do the mental test for me first?"

Jim spoke.

"You? You also want to measure your mental index?"

Kate looked at the other person sharply - there was more surprise in her tone than surprise.

"As I said before, my current job is to take care of Miss Donata's safety and daily life. Not only in the Nord resettlement area, but also in other places."

Jim replied.

"of course!"

After hearing this, Kate immediately let go of her hand on Donata's shoulder, and then walked to Jim's side in three steps at a time. She took the other person's hand, as if he might regret it at any time.

"The testing instruments are all in the back room, just follow me there."

"Okay...Miss Donata, please rest here first."

With that said, she pulled Jim directly into a dark room, and then took out a gray suitcase with an owl logo printed on it from the cabinet at the end of the room.

Jim recognized what the other person was holding at a glance - the mind measuring instrument produced by Minerva Information Technology, the sixth generation that Bai Dong had been thinking about organizing to help replace.

In the hands of a mind adjuster, this thing is the same concept as an electrician's multimeter.

It was normal to have this thing in a spiritual clinic, but another thing placed in the center of the room made Jim confused.

"what is that?"

Although Jim also knew what that thing was at a glance, he still asked.

"Depth immersion projector."

Opening the box with the owl logo and taking out the helmet and instrument, Kate answered without looking up.

"So, do you also work part-time as a simulator projectionist?"

Jim asked confused.

"Don't worry about it, that thing is for healing."

Kate replied.

"Using simulator movies to treat diseases?"

Jim confirmed in disbelief.

Based on his past experience as a hardcore fan of simulacra movies, watching simulacra is considered healthy if it does not make people sick - allowing other people's perceptions to invade one's own brain is not a beneficial spirit in any way. Healthy things.

Kate's previous words seemed to be saying that watching TV can cure myopia.

"This is a brand-new therapy that stimulates the brain's recovery function through synaptic connections and can stabilize mental indexes..."

Kate muttered as she adjusted the device.

Lying, but not entirely a lie...

Jim thought as he analyzed the pauses in the other person's speech.

Which part of what I just said was a lie?

…………

This guy came to his place and pretended to be powerful. It was obvious that someone - whether it was a police officer or someone else - was looking for him.

Therefore, the other party's first goal is to get a mental index report that can prove his safety, and then quickly leave the ghost place of Nord Resettlement Area.

In other words, in order to get out of here, that guy is willing to take any risk.

Thinking of this, Kate turned on a secret switch on the psychometer.

Her plan is this - after measuring the other person's mental index, modify the final result through a plug-in, and then tell the guy that your mental index is currently in a dangerous range and there is no way to issue a safety certificate.

At that time, the other party will be shocked, angry, ask you to fake, and yell and threaten you - these living corpses are like this, and reason can never suppress their emotions.

And I patiently explained over and over again, showing him evidence and telling him that I couldn't help him cheat. And this will make the other party even more angry, and they may even attack directly... I am not good at dealing with such a muscular opponent.

But in the end, he will accept reality.

At that time, I will extend an olive branch as a savior - tell him that there is a quick and effective mental adjustment method that can restore your mental index to normal value by just watching a simulated movie. .

Relying on this reason, I was able to coax the other person to the instrument and play him the pseudo-simulation work from twenty years ago.

Then...then the world became quiet. The last small flaw in his previous handling of the Classic Coffee Gang matter will no longer exist.

At the next gathering on the Abyss Dark Web, those guys will no longer continue to point fingers at themselves and complain endlessly because of this trivial matter.

Watching the other party obediently put on the helmet for testing the mental index and attach electrodes to the body; watching the progress bar on the mental tester gradually filling up, Kate thought with satisfaction.

The previous bad mood of being threatened by a mere living corpse suddenly disappeared.

[The test has been completed. Do you want to display the test results? 】

The dialog box popped up, and Kate smiled and clicked "Yes" easily.

[Target mental index: 0.0000]

Her smile froze at the corner of her mouth. (End of chapter)