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Chapter 323 Genetic Hypothesis

The thought of turning Hayden into a black page only flashed through Sol's mind, and he had no intention of implementing it for the time being.

Since the diary became a locator, Sol's connection with it has become increasingly close. He could vaguely feel that the diary gave himself an upper limit to some abilities.

For example, black pages, with his current strength, he can only control one more page.

Unless he destroys one of the first four pages, he will not be able to absorb other consciousnesses after he is fully loaded.

Sol is currently getting along well with the four consciousnesses and does not intend to treat anyone as experience points.

Therefore, the choice of the fifth page should be more cautious.

It should either be an enemy captive who can be discarded at will, or a consciousness with a strong knowledge reserve.

This preliminary test of the soul infusion experimental subject made Sol confirm that the physical container has not lost its ability to reject foreign souls.

Then there must be some kind of ability in the physical body to distinguish spirits, just like the human immune system, which will trigger a strong rejection reaction to allergenic things.

If this organization can be found, closed down, or killed, will it be possible to smoothly combine the soul and the physical body?

"But my situation is not like this. The original Sol's body was definitely not touched by anyone... So, there is another idea, which is to prevent foreign souls from being 'discovered' by the 'immune system'?"

Sol knew that most of what he was thinking now was based on assumptions. What he needs to prove now is whether this "immune system" exists in the human body.

"Every experiment has a subject name... Let's call this hypothesis—desensitization experiment."

So, Sol flipped the notebook in his hand to the first page and wrote the word desensitization.

In the following days, Hayden followed Sol in several painful experiments.

On the last day, Sol even performed a live vivisection on Hayden after obtaining her consent.

He used the life-preserving ability of the Heart's Protection potion to temporarily maintain the vitality of Hayden's container, and then, without moving the vital parts as much as possible, dissected this extraordinarily beautiful container into more than a dozen parts according to type.

He also injected the soul fragments he had stored in his body into each sample. In the next hour, he observed and recorded the degree of rejection of each sample to the soul fragments.

As for Hayden, she was naturally in a coma throughout the process.

However, the first large-scale experiment did not achieve the desired results.

Each part of Hayden's body rejected other spirits consistently.

Although Sol was somewhat mentally prepared before the experiment that it would not succeed—after all, formal wizards and second-order wizards had studied this topic for decades—he still felt a hint of frustration when he actually failed and found nothing.

However, he quickly regained his composure, and before the sample activity dropped significantly, he "pieced" Hayden back together. Then, using obsidian amber, which has extremely strong limb repair ability, he restored Hayden's body to its original state, so that her body would not become the terrifying ceramic doll that was smashed and forcibly glued together.

After sending the person for treatment, Sol returned to the experimental table again and recorded the whole process.

"Blood, hair, internal organs, bones... More than a dozen parts have basically been ruled out." Sol kept turning the quill in his hand, "Is it that I haven't found that special organ or is there a loophole in the experiment?"

Sol knew that both were possible, so he tried hard to summarize the lessons learned from this experiment, trying to make the next one more perfect.

"All samples reacted the same, it should be that I did not extract the same factor from these substances. I should think more microscopically, such as cells or..."

Sol, who was writing, suddenly stopped moving, his eyes widening slightly, "...or genes?"

He was stunned in place for a while, then suddenly slapped his head hard.

"Extracting genes, interpreting genes, editing genes... This question is beyond the syllabus!"

Sol immediately shook his head as if to shake off the water in his head, "Resurrection itself is a question beyond the syllabus, and the recognition point of soul consciousness may not necessarily exist in genes."

"Dare to guess boldly, verify carefully, only one experiment, too few cases to explain the problem." Sol turned his head slowly and looked at the rows of corpses standing in front of the warehouse.

"I do have some samples, but the activity is too low, which may also affect the accuracy of the experiment." Sol suddenly smiled, "But it's not impossible to try."

The group of corpses standing behind the shelves trembled collectively.

...

A month later, a fairly luxurious single carriage was driving on the bustling streets of a small town.

This small town is the closest bustling town to the Golsa Wizard Tower.

It is equivalent to an outpost for entering the absolute domain of the Wizard Tower, so many people come here every year to stop and want to communicate with the Wizard Tower or participate in the Wizard Tower's apprentice selection.

This small town is also becoming more and more prosperous, and even many residents in the town have family relationships with wizards.

Winter is approaching, and the coolness in the north wind is as obvious as the fallen leaves on the ground.

The carriage was driving on the street, neither fast nor slow, and Sol occasionally opened a crack in the window to look out.

The original name of this small town is unknown, but now, because of its special geographical location, it is called Outpost Town.

Sol came here this time to find a foothold outside the Wizard Tower. This is not surprising. Many third-level apprentices, and even some powerful second-level apprentices, have their own foothold outside the Wizard Tower.

If Sol wasn't a loner, with his strength and status, he should have established a base outside the tower long ago.

His consciousness platform formation is not suitable for building in the second warehouse, as it will alarm the corpses. But other places are not suitable except for the second warehouse.

Although the dormitory is large, Sol himself can rely on soul projection to transfer between floors. If others are also running around in the middle of the night, he may not be able to perceive external information when he is in the consciousness platform state.

So in the future, Sol will have to try to leave a part of his energy outside the platform, but it will take a long time to practice to do this.

"The formation of the consciousness platform also needs to be compressed. If I really want to turn the consciousness platform into a consciousness battlefield, the enemy will not give me time to draw. It is easy to have accidents if I arrange it in advance."

Sol lowered his head, looking at his gray-white hands.

"Or fix the formation on a piece of equipment? Well, the compression of the formation can also be listed on the plan."

He looked at his hands, which had been transformed beyond recognition, and was momentarily lost in thought.

At this time, the mushroom coachman driving in front slowly stopped the car.

"Sir, we're here."

Sol looked out the window, and they stopped outside a four-story building.

Such a brick-wood mixed house is quite tall and majestic even in some prosperous towns.

The house has a huge sign hanging from the second floor to the first floor, with "Inn of Travelers" written on it in the common language.

Sol was going to a place similar to a real estate agency, and the mushroom coachman led him there familiarly.

"Looks like a comprehensive hotel."

Sol closed the car window. He snapped his fingers lightly, and the skin all over his body immediately changed from a terrifying gray-white to a slightly fair skin—more in line with the average person's impression of a wizard.

When Sol jumped out of the carriage, two people immediately came up.

One led the mushroom coachman to the designated parking space, and the other walked to Sol's side with a cautious and respectful smile, bowing his head.

"Good day, Wizard. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Chapter 2 will be released around 10 pm.

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