C289 Magic Equipment!(3)

He was wary of damaging the equipment, but his greater fear was rousing Lee Zi from her slumber.

The therapist was well aware of Lee Zi's capabilities. Though she couldn't have fully healed in such a brief span, she had triumphed over a seeded player, marking her as a fearsome force on par with those of the High Order Diamond tier!

Even with his own strength concealed, his full potential would merely place him at the Gold High Order level.

In the presence of such a prodigy, Gold High Order seemed laughably inadequate.

Should Lee Zi awaken, even without her full strength, she would be beyond his ability to contend with.

At last, the equipment was all set.

A trace of relief washed over the therapist's face at that moment.

He gazed at Lee Zi's treatment pod, a malicious glint flickering in his eyes.

"What good are these devices for protection?"

"You're destined to die!"

The next instant, he grasped a device resembling a controller, poised to press it.

But as his finger neared the button, his body seized up.

The therapist's shock was palpable. If he didn't realize he'd been discovered by now, he'd be a fool.

"I'm quite intrigued to see what would happen if you pressed that button..."

His stiffness wasn't due to fear; it was as if some inexplicable force had rendered him immobile in a way he couldn't articulate.

With the footsteps drawing nearer, the therapist finally saw who was approaching.

Despair filled his eyes in that moment.

Chu Yi!

It was Chu Yi!

If Lee Zi was considered an unparalleled genius and a terrifying entity, then Chu Yi was an existence that transcended all.

The day's battle between Chu Yi and Zhao Wuheng had captivated the masses. Even those who missed the live event would surely catch a replay.

The therapist had seen it, too.

He was cognizant of Chu Yi's might, fully aware of the dread Chu Yi's presence inspired.

Top-notch Diamond!

His power was undeniably at the pinnacle of the Diamond Level, even standing out among the elite within that rank.

It didn't matter that he himself was a mere Gold High Order; facing Chu Yi, even as a Diamond High Order, would lead to the same inevitable defeat.

A sudden rush of cold sweat signaled the therapist's realization that his fate was sealed...

Chu Yi's gaze lingered on the devices surrounding Lee Zi, his eyes betraying a flicker of intrigue. Admittedly, he was no expert when it came to such technological marvels—far from it, in fact. Yet, there was an undeniable allure that these gadgets held for him. During his leisure time, Chu Yi had encountered numerous high-tech devices online, many of which originated from High Order civilizations. But none seemed to measure up to the one before him. That much was clear.

Indeed, Chu Yi might not have grasped the intricacies of these devices, but that didn't mean he lacked the ability to appreciate their complexity. To the average onlooker, this piece of equipment might appear to be nothing more than a sci-fi prop, its inner workings a mystery. However, Chu Yi's perception was formidable, allowing him to discern the internal structure of the equipment in a mere instant. And though it was beyond his comprehension, he could tell that its complexity was nothing short of extreme.

With his acute senses, Chu Yi could tell that this was certainly not an Earthly creation, and it probably didn't belong to a Second or Third Level civilization either. Having been exposed to various technologies from the Chu family's collection, he knew that what he was witnessing was of a significantly higher caliber. Could it be from an even more advanced civilization?

"Hmm?"

"Are you listening to me?"

Chu Yi turned his attention to the therapist. Since he was at a loss, it made sense to seek answers from someone who likely knew more. Regrettably, the therapist was shaking uncontrollably at the moment. Observing this, Chu Yi could only shake his head in disappointment.

"Your mental strength is lacking. How can you play the villain when you crumble so easily?" Chu Yi lamented. With such frailty, what right did he have to engage in wrongdoing? A person who trembles in fear upon being unmasked is hardly a threat. If the adversaries of humanity were all this feeble, Chu Yi mused, the day when humans would reign supreme over the Earth couldn't be far off.

The next instant, a surge of psychic force flowed from Chu Yi, penetrating the therapist's body. If only Chu Yi could harness even a fraction of his soul's power, he would effortlessly extract the information he needed from the therapist.

But now...

It was impossible.

Chu Yi wasn't attempting to read the other's memories; instead, he was using his psychic force to soothe the individual.

Indeed, his intention was to pacify the other, to bring about a sense of tranquility.

It must be said that if Chu Yi ever desired to blend into the life of an ordinary person, this skill would certainly serve him well.

Within mere seconds, the therapist, previously shivering with fear evident in his eyes, had eerily settled down.

He had truly found peace, not just a facade of composure.

For in the therapist's eyes, there was now a serene hue.

"Now, we're good..."

Chu Yi nodded in approval.

"What's this thing used for?"

Chu Yi was genuinely intrigued.

At this moment, the therapist was overwhelmed with astonishment, yet inexplicably, despite the extreme shock within, he was unable to show it.

His thoughts were remarkably lucid, even more so than at his most coherent.

The therapist recognized this as Chu Yi's doing.

Such a technique was unheard of to the therapist.

He remained silent.

Having calmed down, he was acutely aware of the dire consequences of speaking out.

Being in Chu Yi's grasp meant facing death was inevitable.

But revealing secrets not meant to be shared could spell even greater peril.

Thus, he chose silence, an utter silence.

With a clear mind, he understood that he must not speak.

Chu Yi's smile slowly unfurled.

"Don't feel like talking?"

Chu Yi shook his head. "You see, I'm not a villain. I don't resort to torture or forced confessions."

"But, I do possess a breadth of knowledge."

"Some forces are benign, merely tactics when applied to adversaries of equal standing."

"But when inflicted upon ordinary folks like yourselves, they become torment..."

Chu Yi's smile radiated warmth and brilliance, his demeanor failing to betray any hint of malice.

Yet, for reasons unknown, upon absorbing Chu Yi's words, the therapist felt an urge to shudder uncontrollably.

Regrettably, he was incapable of such a reaction.

Chu Yi's psychic force was overwhelmingly potent, far beyond the resistance of someone at the Gold level.

Chu Yi dictated calm, and so, the therapist could never succumb to rage again.

"Ah, well, let's just have you give it a try first."

"I still believe that the best course of action is to communicate peacefully."

"Share what you know with me, and then I'll end your life quietly. That way, you won't be a bother to anyone."

"But if you insist on trying, then there's no other choice..."

The next moment, something emerged...

Chu Yi's psychic force manifested once again.

But this time, it was entirely different from before.

Previously, Chu Yi had used his psychic force to pacify the other person, but now, it was inciting a boiling rage within them!

Indeed, it was boiling!

In an instant, the psychic force penetrated the body of the other.

Moments later, the therapist's face began to contort.

When he tried to scream, he found himself unable to open his mouth once more.

Was it painful?

Yes, the pain was beyond measure, beyond description!

Though there was no physical injury, the agony that reached deep into the soul, as if tearing it apart, was beyond words.

The therapist was on the verge of madness.

Regrettably for him, Chu Yi was simultaneously provoking his fury and soothing his soul.

In the midst of his rage, the therapist found himself being calmed down time and time again.

This was the most dreadful of punishments.

With clarity of thought and perception restored, the therapist could deeply feel the pain, could experience the crushing despair within it.

Chu Yi's smile remained as radiant as ever.

But to the therapist, Chu Yi was the devil incarnate.

No, worse than a devil!

For a devil would merely take a life, but Chu Yi made one wish for death.