The Law Of Virtual Body Energy And Its Medical Application: A New Paradigm For Diagnosis And Treatment Based On Virtual Reality Mapping Chapter 11

The Stimulating Effect of Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation on Mutation

Previous events—which one was he referring to?

Qi Ruiqing suddenly realized that after Shen Molin’s death, he had done many things he would have found impossible before.

He had mentioned Shen Molin, argued fiercely on his behalf, attempted to get the rescue team to find him, claimed to have seen an aberrated Shen Molin, interfered with the military’s withdrawal plans based on Shen Molin’s theories, and even brought Shen Molin home only to be discovered by others…

Uh… am I a bit too obsessed with Shen Molin?

Don’t be nervous, I’ll always be by your side.

But looking at Shen Molin’s face, it seemed there was nothing to complain about after all.

Qi Ruiqing only hoped that it wasn’t Senior Sister who had exposed him.

Mr. Qi, please wait a moment.

This wasn’t the place he had visited last time. Qi Ruiqing was directed to sit in a hallway where he saw many hospital-like departments, with several people in white coats busy in the consultation rooms.

Shen Molin nimbly dodged the obstacles at the doorway and pressed himself against the door to peer inside.

Is this the equipment they use to check for omens of mutation? Old-fashioned… they actually have to draw blood?

Qi Ruiqing rubbed his hands nervously.

He knew he already had some early symptoms.

What’s this? A wave monitor? Wow, a modified version. He could only hear the unreliable Shen Molin making curious noises in the room. That’s right, energy state is the only indicator for assessing mutational distortion.

That’s not right at all! Whose side are you on? They’ve found the right method, but what about me? What do I do?

Shen Molin returned with his usual arrogance; he naturally knew what Qi Ruiqing was thinking.

I won’t let them do anything to you.

He knelt on one knee in front of him, so Qi Ruiqing didn’t need to look up to see him. He reached out and placed his hand on Qi Ruiqing’s anxious limbs, using a gentle strength to steady his restlessness.

With a little interference, their data will be inaccurate. Now, you just need to reflect on what caused their suspicion.

Qi Ruiqing stared at Shen Molin.

Truly beautiful eyes.

In a corner where others couldn’t see, Qi Ruiqing gently hooked his index finger around Shen Molin’s fingertip. There were no sharp claws there, only the friction of palm lines.

You may come in now.

Like a mass of shadow, Shen Molin grabbed Qi Ruiqing’s shoulder from behind and slipped through the crack in the door.

Sit here and hold out your arm.

Qi Ruiqing recognized these: a blood pressure monitor, blood collection needles and purple tubes, nasal swabs, throat swabs… cough.

The colleague opposite him poked too deep; Qi Ruiqing’s throat itched, and he began to cough.

He saw the person opposite him frown.

This isn’t an abnormality, is it? It can’t be.

No, Shen Molin spoke gloomily from behind. Did he hurt you?

Not really, not really…

Qi Ruiqing, I need to ask you a few questions.

Something like an EEG patch was applied as they spoke. Qi Ruiqing never expected that one day such a thing would be placed on his own head.

Alright, please ask…

His scalp suddenly went numb, followed by a sharp pain in his philtrum. Qi Ruiqing’s vision went black, and he nearly fainted.

But a pair of hands supported his jaw and held his head, preventing him from falling. The numbing sensation of the current was pulled from his brain, and everything returned to normal.

It seems it’s not just an ordinary stimulus… Shen Molin looked up, his dissatisfaction sharp enough to turn into actual weapons. Either you’re being used as a lab rat, or they have conclusive evidence that you already have a potential risk of mutation and hope to directly induce a distortion phenomenon this way.

The questions they want to ask you might also be related to…

No one could hear Shen Molin, and his words were rudely interrupted by the person opposite.

Are you experiencing any symptoms of discomfort?

No. Qi Ruiqing naturally had to say no.

Then there are a few questions you need to answer truthfully.

Is this an interrogation?

More or less. They want to use verbal stimulation to see if they can induce your aberration. Shen Molin massaged his temples; it felt very comfortable. Just play it by ear.

You said you’ve seen the aberrated Shen Molin?

They were indeed coming for him: I’ve seen him, maybe ten days or a week ago? During that time the vanguard team was in danger, I felt the person I met looked very familiar, and later I realized it really was Shen Molin.

Fabricating a lie that came easily… though part of it was the truth.

Then why did you choose to hide it during the first questioning?

Qi Ruiqing guessed they would ask this: Perhaps because in my heart, I was unwilling to admit he had already aberrated…

His sadness was a mix of truth and fiction.

Then how did you calculate the time of the explosion in the West District on the 15th? Was there help from anyone else behind this?

Qi Ruiqing needed to distance himself from Shen Molin: No, my deduction only came from a summary of comments from some people online. It should be considered as referencing others… but in reality, there was no explosion, so now it seems I just believed rumors.

Shen Molin probably wouldn’t want to pass his knowledge to these arrogant and impolite people either.

Someone saw you lingering outside the designated time and even entering the cordon alone. Are these statements true?

How cunning: I have never entered the cordon alone in violation of regulations. I lingered once before only because I was feeling depressed.

With Shen Molin there, it was impossible for anyone to have seen him enter the cordon. I have one hundred percent trust in him.

Shen Molin seemed quite satisfied with his answer; he actually pinched Qi Ruiqing’s cheek at an inappropriate time.

Qi Ruiqing pretended to touch his face and gave him a hard squeeze.

Beside them, the wave function on the machine was as steady as a normal person’s.

Then, Qi Ruiqing, do you wish for your partner to come back to life?

This was the final question.

Qi Ruiqing chuckled: Of course I do…

Ah… how did he forget again? Shen Molin is already dead.

He saw the doctor opposite him smirk, looking confident and certain of victory. He despised such people—unscrupulous doctors who intentionally stimulated patients. They were here to save people, how could they…

They were here to save people.

But why couldn’t they save Shen Molin?

Qi Ruiqing looked at the brain waves on the screen. He saw the lines begin to float, surging like a massive tsunami, wave after wave, crashing him into a suffocating dream.

Of course he wanted Shen Molin to come back to life and return to his side.

Never to be separated again.

…He can’t come back to life. Qi Ruiqing lowered his eyes. When the dead cannot return, all I can do is restrain my grief.

Wait… how does he know about my relationship with Shen Molin…

Qi Ruiqing, the experiment is over.

It was the sound of an electric spark!

In an instant, his body lost the ability to control itself. The ground rushed up to meet him, and finally, the impact against his face brought dizziness and darkness.

It took a while for Qi Ruiqing to finally regain consciousness. He struggled to open his eyes and saw the overturned chair and…

And Shen Molin fallen on the floor.

A stun baton was pressed against Shen Molin’s chest in a show of power, and beneath the powerful current, Shen Molin’s body was convulsing.

Shen Molin… Qi Ruiqing struggled, leaning against the edge of the table to force himself up. He lunged forward to knock those bastards aside and collapsed onto Shen Molin.

Shen Molin! Shen Molin!

Shen Molin had fainted. Qi Ruiqing remembered the attempt at energy conversion at home; Shen Molin’s current state was similar to that time.

This collar—they had just fastened this collar onto Shen Molin! Qi Ruiqing tried to tear the damn thing off, but it was clearly futile.

He could only shout at the people around him: What did you do to him?

I should be asking you that, Qi Ruiqing.

The wall behind the desk suddenly collapsed—it was actually just an illusion! In the other half of the room revealed behind it, Qi Ruiqing saw the woman who was not exactly a stranger.

Among current cases, we have never encountered a patient at Mutation Level 3 who can still maintain consciousness. What modifications did you perform on him to allow him to not only control his own energy but even utilize it?

This vicious… it’s this vicious woman again…

I didn’t do anything, and I have no obligation to explain anything to you… You do, Qi Ruiqing. You provided false evidence, harbored a mutant, and endangered public safety. You have violated public security regulations. You must cooperate with our investigation; you have no right to refuse!

Beneath him, Shen Molin gasped for air and let out a weak groan. Qi Ruiqing looked down at him, but before he could say anything, the light on the collar turned red. Shen Molin gritted his teeth, let out a whimper, and fainted again.

Qi Ruiqing, it’s true that as non-public officials, we have no right to do anything to you. However, this fellow will be my research subject from now on. The woman’s command was without hesitation, as if the monster before her truly had nothing to do with the son she had raised for over twenty years.

Take it away.

Qi Ruiqing finally knew why Shen Molin was so ruthless in his experiments… he really was her biological son!!

He is your son! Qi Ruiqing roared. You are absolutely insane!!

Son?

The woman came before him, looking down at the ignorant youth whose eyes had been clouded all along.

Shen Molin is already dead. What is in front of you is merely a monster created by your own delusions.

A monster created by my delusions?

No… how is that possible?! Even Senior Sister thought Shen Molin was Shen Molin, so how could I be mistaken?!

You filthy, wretched woman! Damn you to hell!! How can you face your ancestors?! If anyone dares touch him, I’ll kill them!!

Qi Ruiqing tried his best to push away all the hands trying to get close to Shen Molin, but he could do nothing else. His body was still shaking; he didn’t even have the strength to stand up and stop them from dragging Shen Molin away.

Someone came up to seize Qi Ruiqing, clearly annoyed by his noisy cursing. Qi Ruiqing’s mouth and nose were covered, and that feeling of suffocation rushed back. His head throbbed more and more, as if something like a wriggling insect was about to crawl out of his orifices to bite someone.

Take a good look!!

Someone grabbed his hair, forcing him to face reality.

Does Shen Molin really look like this?!

Doesn’t he? Shen Molin has this brownish-red hair, these golden eyes, these powerful wings…

Ah…

That’s not right…

He looked again at the unconscious figure he knew so well…

No… Shen Molin’s hair was black, and so were his eyes. He had no wings, nor had he mutated. He was a normal, somewhat handsome guy…

This isn’t Shen Molin?

This is not Shen Molin.

Yes, Shen Molin is already dead.

In that instant, Qi Ruiqing seemed to return to the day of the explosion. He heard Shen Molin’s shout and reflexively ran outward until a massive force broke through everything outside.

Screech… creak, creak…

That voice was incredibly raspy. Qi Ruiqing could hear it but couldn’t find where it was.

Who is it?

Wu… ungh… mm…

He saw that face unfold completely like skin being peeled, along with the contours of the face, all flattening out like a piece of folded white paper. That blackened, bizarre flesh twisted and kneaded together, turning turbid and expanding rapidly.

What is that? What is coming out of its body…

No… these ink-like, viscous, eerie, and indescribable things are part of it.

This is the monster’s true form.

What… what is this…

This kind of creature that shouldn’t exist in this world was enough to trigger energy that would make anyone who saw it feel utterly terrified. Even Shen Molin’s mother trembled with fear, her voice shaking as she questioned: What have you done?!

We followed the regulations! Then what is going on?!

No one cared about Qi Ruiqing anymore. Pushed to the ground, Qi Ruiqing watched as that body—beyond imagination and out of control—burst forth from within, climbing the walls and the ceiling. It completely transformed into a formless aberration, occupying nearly half the room.

Wow, the unfolded human skin was as wide as a blanket.

Countless eyes belonging to different species opened—vertical pupils or horizontal ones, twitching as they rolled to show their whites.

Among them, he saw a pair of amber-like eyes slowly turning to fixate on him.

Click.

Everyone collapsed. A sort of pressure forced them all to their knees. Only Qi Ruiqing still held his head up, staring blankly at the creature before him.

You…

The emotion of fear was as thick as the bread fragrance an unscrupulous bakery loves to use, greedily inhaled and swallowed by the monster. Those eyes rolled upward, trembling violently while letting out a rolling moan.

Fear, fear, fear… it was insatiable. It wanted more; it wanted everyone to submit and then be drained dry. But one head remained stubbornly raised, staring fixedly, without producing any of the things it desired.

It looked at him in confusion, wriggling closer to Qi Ruiqing.

…Are you Shen Molin?

That name made the monster restless. It twisted, extending long, tentacle-like appendages, exceptionally excited and tense, coiling in the air as if to crush the concept and swallow it into its belly.

You… you…

Qi Ruiqing didn’t know what to say. His heart… for some reason, was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

He just stared into those golden eyes… they were beautiful, so beautiful that Qi Ruiqing could ignore everything else around him.

Shen Molin…

Shen Molin…

Shen Molin…

He didn’t actually die, right?

No one responded; this was his own internal dialogue. He didn’t want an answer either; he already had his own.

I’m sorry… He reached out and embraced the mass of the monster. You are Shen Molin… how could I have mistaken you?

The moment Qi Ruiqing touched it, the black sludge’s trembling became even more intense. All the eyeballs shook frantically as if stimulated, and within the unfocused pupils was a subtle, astringent pleasure.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry… please hold me.

Where Qi Ruiqing touched, the viscosity dipped inward. Those eyes turned slightly red and moist, looking at him with joy. Eye to eye, the tears in his eyes merged into its own.

Mm… Shen Molin, thank you.

Darkness swallowed him, embraced him. The tide receded. In the room, there was no longer a Qi Ruiqing or a Shen Molin.

…Let them go, someone said. Act as if what happened here never occurred.

Qi Ruiqing no longer cared and fell into a peaceful sleep.