Most of the ingredients of sensitive psychotropic drugs that the police are concerned about have a natural metabolism time of 5 to 10 days. Ronan completed this metabolic process in just half an hour from being arrested to boarding the ship. In addition, the preparation of the medicine itself paid attention to the digestion of sensitive ingredients. When taking samples, Ronan only did the urinary system. With a small amount of control, ordinary urine tests can be ignored.
As for other test samples, such as blood, hair, etc... Frankly speaking, Ronan was not sure.
So from the moment he was forcibly detained, he never spoke again and did not bring out Xie Junping's intentions at all. It's pointless to say, how to escape next, we have to rely on that guy's help!
If you choose this path, you have to pay a price.
Due to accelerated metabolism, a large amount of energy was consumed in the organs in the body. In just over an hour, Ronan was on a hunger strike for more than a week.
In order to ensure the supply of nutrients to the brain and nerve centers, body fat consumption and muscle decomposition were accelerated, and the excitation and inhibition of neurons repeatedly acted, causing Ronan to feel very bad now.
Pain, tingling, and mild hallucinations constantly invaded his senses.
Ronan sat on the cold deck, motionless. In fact, every muscle in his body was being tortured and twitching slightly.
This is a symptom of nervous system dysfunction.
He closed his eyes, completely ignored the rich kids around him who were complaining about each other, and recited the sixteen-character mantra.
It started with a very familiar and fluent continuous reading and abbreviation, and the "buzzing" sound shook the brain. But the chanting speed became slower and slower, and the voice became lower and lower. In the end, no sound came out from the lips and teeth, and only short words flowed in my heart:
My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace;
My heart is called the mirror; my heart is called the country.
As his thoughts flowed into his mind, Ronan gradually gathered his mind, eliminated distracting thoughts, and naturally entered the visualization step.
In the void, silver-like lines build up the structure of a regular tetrahedron and its inscribed and circumscribed spheres, like some kind of wonderful celestial body, spinning alone in the dark space of the universe.
In the past five years, "drug carving" and "breathing chanting" have gone hand in hand, forming a subtle correspondence between the "container" and the visualization graphics.
Changes in the "container" will immediately affect the operation of the visualization pattern; conversely, adjusting the visualization pattern with thoughts can also roughly sort out the structure of the "container", thereby adjusting the rise and fall of qi and blood, and affecting the function of the organs.
Ronan discovered that the damage to the "container" depends on the former; while accelerating metabolism and controlling the urinary system rely on the latter.
Of course, the latter is tantamount to interfering with the operation of the autonomic nervous system, which is contrary to natural physiology, and the price is to suffer backlash.
At this moment, there are some problems when visualizing the rhythm of the graphics. It took Ronan half an hour to speed up his metabolism, and now it would take him at least three times as long to recover.
Ronan still has some experience in this, and his mentality is correct. Since he is in prison anyway, he doesn't need to think too much about things outside, he just needs to adjust slowly.
But it didn't take long for him to discover that the situation was not simple.
The visual graphics running in nothingness began to show obvious lags, which became more and more serious. It was like running a large game on a low-end machine. It could not achieve smooth and full picture quality, and as the machine overheated , the situation is getting worse.
Later, even the rhythm of chanting the mantra was affected, and the visualization was almost unsustainable.
The backlash suffered was so serious
Ronan didn't believe it. He paused his visualization, pondered for a moment, adjusted his body, and changed his sitting position.
Ronan sat cross-legged, just like the monks and Taoists who meditated in ancient times, with his whole body firmly fixed on the deck. From the top of the head to the two sides, the shoulders, elbows, and knees are connected to form two straight diagonal lines, and then connected to the ground, shaped like a solid pyramid.
This "pyramid" sitting posture is a visualization technique taught to him by his grandfather in his early years. The visual image that matches the title page of the note.
The pyramidal tetrahedron is like the boundary of the limbs;
The inscribed circle contains the internal organs and the circulation of Qi and blood;
The circumscribed circle symbolizes the external world environment.
In this way, the mind and body are in harmony, and the inside and outside are relative, and the visualization effect is even better.
Ronan usually uses it to replace sleep when he rests at night, but now he uses it to enhance the effect of visualization.
He chanted the mantra silently again and fell into concentration, successfully starting the visualization. The silver wire built a complete graphic structure and began to rotate slowly.
At this moment, Ronan is not a bystander, but a participant. As he chanted the mantra, the boundaries between him and the visual images began to blur.
He seemed to have arrived in the boundless darkness and transformed into a towering pyramid, rotating in the void.
In a daze, I felt that he hadn't moved at all, what was moving was the squirming organs of flesh and blood inside; what was moving was the seemingly dark nothingness outside.
Between movement and immobility, elements of coordination and disharmony are peeled off and exposed layer by layer.
"what!"
In the surrounding void darkness, there is clearly a force, small in size, but very solid, like a hand hiding in the darkness, always trying to pull the visualization figure and interfere with its stability and balance.
Ronan tried to grab this hand, but he couldn't figure out the existence form on the other side at all. His senses became clearer and clearer, but he couldn't touch it. Just like mosquitoes flying around the ears at night, they suddenly leave, making people disgusted.
Or to be more precise, this is simply a ghost that hovers around inside and outside the body, devouring flesh, blood, essence and energy wantonly, leaving you helpless.
Stuck and stopped? I've been making trouble for a long time, especially because I'm infected with a virus...
Ronan couldn't handle it after several attempts. Instead, he became confused, with distracting thoughts, and gradually became anxious, and had to withdraw from the calm state again.
But when you withdraw from the state of concentration, the situation is even worse. Under the agitation of anxiety, the various itches, pains, and even slight hallucinations caused by hunger turned into turbulent thoughts, springing up from the heart, and counterattacked, with the potential to regain the throne.
In other words, it was more like a poisonous fire rolling through the internal organs.
Ronan's lips and teeth moved slightly, and what came out was no longer a sixteen-character mantra, but simple and illogical swear words. His current state is very bad - knowing that it is bad but still unable to control it is undoubtedly worse.
As my mind becomes unstable, external interference is no longer so easy to block, but there are still people who force themselves in.
"Hey!" Someone whispered in the ear, "Boy, are you scared to death, or are you deaf?"
Ronan raised his head slightly, barely opening his eyelids. His current state consumed too much of his energy and he was no longer very sensitive to the outside world. He knew nothing about what happened before and had no interest in knowing.
However, the other party was unwilling to give up: "You are so young, why are you so cold-blooded?"
Ronan finally raised his eyelids and looked at the person. Coincidentally, this person was the only one he knew in the room:
Lian Yu.