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While the cheers of the successful test of the new space jumping technology seemed to be still echoing in his ears, Fatty had already rushed into Garypalan's laboratory.
"What's the progress?"
Walking into the laboratory, the first thing the fat man saw was the adjudicator lying on the test bench with his eyes closed quietly. He strode to the test bench and looked around at a group of top Mars scientists, including Belch.
Following the arrival of the fat man, the atmosphere in the laboratory seemed a little weird. The scientists were silent, and when they exchanged glances with each other, their expressions were extremely dignified.
"General, we have just discovered a new control area in the brain of Uhtred Ammon." The chief scientist, Belch, was emotional after nodding to Boswell, Milan and the little kid behind the fat man. Authentic: "This new control area can control people's will with commands!"
"What?!" Fatty and Milan were tongue-tied, while Boswell took a sudden step forward, grabbed Belch, and said in shock, "What you said is true?"
This news is really shocking. Especially for the fat man, it was like a flash of lightning, illuminating the depths of his mind, breaking through the darkness and mist, making that wandering thought, like being exposed to a spotlight, fully visible.
Seemingly having fully anticipated the reaction of Fatty and the others, Belch nodded quickly, and said with certainty: "It is certain!"
"It's control, not influence?" Boswell still couldn't believe it.
"It's control, not influence!" Belch looked directly into Boswell's eyes and paused every word.
In the laboratory, there was a dead silence.
Boswell let go of Belch in a daze, and turned his gaze to Fatty and Milan who were also dazed.
Controlling people's will with instructions has always been the biggest taboo in the scientific community. In history, countless madmen tried to make a breakthrough in this area, turning human individuals with independent personalities into puppets that completely obeyed their instructions. Even rule the world with it.
This is not science fiction, this is reality.
However, this science has always been limited to hypnotism, psychological suggestion and subconscious reconstruction, etc. It is a by-product of human treatment of psychological and mental diseases. So far, no one person has been able to exercise complete control over another person. Whether it is hypnosis or suggestion, what people can do to other people is influence.
Control and influence are two different concepts.
For example, when Fatty was in Gacharin¡¯s prison, he used hypnosis to give psychological hints to prison bully Rex, so that he would subconsciously feel fear and inexplicable closeness to Fatty. In some matters, make a decision in favor of the fat man.
This is not surprising. In history, many psychotherapists with low moral character have used a lot of psychological suggestion and hypnosis to influence the subjects, let the beautiful and beautiful opposite sex empathize with themselves, and even make the subjects have extreme feelings for the third person. Hate, and then murder it.
However, that's all impact!
Because the caster needs a lot of time to prepare to induce the subject, but he can't let the subject obey his will unconditionally between thoughts.
And control means to exercise absolute control over an individual with independent personality and independent thinking. There is no need to spend time, and there is no need to carry out a large amount of inductive influence, and there is no need to worry about the psychological resistance of the subject and lead to failure. When you think about it, you can do whatever you want the subject to do, this is control!
For this taboo science, if influence and inducement are regarded as a thief, then control is the cruelest and most vicious murderer!
What a thief steals is only a part of people. But what the murderer deprives is human life!
What is the difference between a mindless robot and a puppet when a human being is completely controlled? That was even worse than death.
You will always live under the orders of others, even if you are asked to kill your own relatives, even if you are stripped naked and run naked on the highway, even if you are asked to jump off the space city, you cannot refuse. Because your mind and your body no longer belong to you.
As long as the controller doesn't want you to die, you don't even have the chance to commit suicide.
Fatty, Milan and Boswell all stared blankly at the adjudicator lying on the test bench. They knew that Belch could be so sure, so there was no doubt about this discovery. In this forbidden subject, no one has gone further than the gang of Frankensteins exiled to the free world for their various forbidden subjects.
&come. "The fat man replied.
"Then" The little kid and the fat man looked at each other, and at the same time there was a wretched smile on their faces that made people around them feel chills
The smooth-lined hull of the black Binart space carrier [Moses] slides slowly in the starry sky.
Although the battleship has entered the transition channel, it still seems to be standing still in the dark and vast universe. Only the occasional stars appearing from a distance and passing by quickly, and the flash of light passing by the hull can make people sure that the battleship is indeed moving forward.
In the innermost part of the heavily guarded corridor on the sixth floor of the bridge, Sober's office is brightly lit.
The office is very large, but the layout is very simple. Apart from a desk exuding metallic luster and a simple chair, there are only a group of sofas with similar simple lines near the porthole. In the soft light of the electronic lights on the surrounding walls, it seems to have a fascinating sense of technology.
"Craig Moore?" Sober put down the information in his hand, looked up with great interest at Lieutenant Commander Binart Space Navy standing quietly in front of him.
Moore was young, not turning twenty-seven in four months. However, his resume is not as simple as that of ordinary soldiers of his age.
This young soldier, who was recommended to study in a military academy for three months after only one year of enlistment, has stayed in many places. He had worked in logistics, as a commando on a torpedo boat, as a gunner, and in the engine room. He has done all kinds of almost completely irrelevant businesses.
It can be said that an ordinary person who does not understand the military at all can see the entire working system of the Binart Space Navy from his resume alone.
And becoming a combat staff officer is an opportunity that this young major has just won. For this reason, he took sixteen extremely rigorous exams, and even gave up the most important promotion opportunity in three years.
In return, one examiner appreciated this talented young man and hundreds of other examiners and hundreds of combat staff despised this fool who had never been to a regular military academy and was full of fantasies.
Hearing Sober's question, Moore stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, General!"
Sober watched Moore carefully. This is an unremarkable young man with a round face and a big nose, and his eyes are very small and thin, like two thin slits. Because the corners of his eyes were slightly slanted, and the curvature of his mouth made him look like he was always smiling.
"Thinking about it, no one will laugh at you anymore, Major." Sober said with a smile. In the eyes of ordinary people, he has always been as hard as a stone, but once he smiles, he has a kind of charm that makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Moore laughed too. The more slanted eyes became smaller, and the upturned mouth corners were split, making him look like a happy clown: "Yes, General. From the time your order arrived until I left, those people's mouths were not Closed, I don¡¯t know if the jaw will dislocate.¡±
Sober laughed out loud. He was beginning to like this clever and reserved guy.
"Very good," Sober smiled for a while, picked up an electronic file on the desk, opened it, raised it slightly, and said seriously: "This is the strategic analysis report you submitted?"
Moore took a step forward, looked at the content on the document screen and the signature below, then stepped back to the original place, and stood at attention: "Yes, General!"
"You said that the bandit army will expand the defensive range to the territory of the Desiq Empire and preemptively strike before General Banning arrives. At least six fleets of the coalition advance fleet will be wiped out by the bandit army?"
Sober frowned slightly, his gaze cold and severe.
Although under Sober's gaze, there was a trace of hesitation in Moore's eyes, but he quickly puffed up his chest and said loudly: "Yes, General!"
Sober looked at Moore silently for a long time, nodded, and said noncommittally: "Well, you can leave, Major. Major General Alisandro will give you a work plan. I hope you can leave within three days. Finish."
Moore said solemnly: "Yes, General!"
In Sober's smile, Moore turned around with a salute, and walked towards the office door.
When passing through the empty room, his gaze finally couldn't help looking at the sofa that had been silent since he entered the door.
Just as the battleship passed a star, a beautiful little girl sat quietly on the sofa in the light shining through the porthole. The silhouette like an angel is so beautiful and peaceful in the golden light
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