What is it like to be in the ocean of subconsciousness
Ask, who has truly immersed himself in the ocean of the subconscious, can tell you that it is a feeling similar to deep sleep, as if the dreamer can be aware that he is dreaming.
The three girls did not directly enter the subconscious ocean to search, but activated their own abilities: for Nora and Medea, it was like sliding a mouse in front of a computer screen, remotely checking one area after another. For Peggy, it was like a command center, although she could not see the subconscious ocean directly, she could receive signals from the death tadpoles.
Soon, they found the source of the undercurrent.
“There!”
Mia took the lead and rushed out instantly, rushing towards the source of the dark tide they were directed to.
Soon, a prostitute from the Prostitute's Nest was grabbed by Mia's wrist and half pulled and half dragged over.
"Just her?" Ask was a little surprised.
"That's right." The three girls nodded. Although it seemed incredible, the mind of this prostitute was indeed the source of the conflict between the soldiers and the blade warriors.
“You… what do you want to do…” Surrounded by several girls holding weapons, the heavily made-up prostitute couldn’t even stand steadily, and her legs were obviously shaking.
"Why do you do this?" Ask asked her seriously, but almost immediately realized something was wrong, "Wait, are you an ordinary person?"
"I don't know what you are talking about..." The young prostitute shook her head in fear.
"Check her mind," Ask said.
Medea came over and looked directly at her, and soon the prostitute's mind was violently invaded. She rolled her eyes and her throat made hoarse sounds, as if she was having an epileptic seizure.
After about ten seconds, he suddenly collapsed to the ground and fell into a coma.
"Did you find anything?" Ask asked when he saw Medea frowning.
"Like the prison priest last time, she was implanted with a closed-loop logic thought." Medea replied, "And... this closed loop is more complex. Not only can it reside in her mind, but it can also burst out at a certain time and quickly infect the surrounding minds through the subconscious ocean."
"For example, you should know about computer viruses, right? This closed-loop logical thought is like a packaged computer virus program, and this prostitute is just an infected chicken. She knows nothing and is just an unconscious spreader of the mental plague."
"In other words," Ask said in a deep voice, "there is no way to find the mastermind behind this?"
"Not necessarily." Medea smiled coldly, "This closed-loop logic idea is located in the shallow layer of her mind. I can confirm that she was infected today. So I just searched her memory carefully and found all the guests she received today. Finally, I found that one of the guests gave her some strange feeling when he came into contact with her."
"So who is it?"
"You'll never guess who it is." Medea did not answer directly, but just spoke with her lips.