The Martial Unity

Chapter 1913  Spontaneous Refinement

Rui took several minutes to consume a rejuvenation potion and a healing potion, returning him back to his peak shortly.

"Is it time?" Kane glanced at the herds of catoblepas in the distance, stretching beyond the eye could see in the Valley of Prisms.

"It's time." Rui narrowed his eyes. Without further ado, he activated a breathing technique, bending heaven and earth to his will as he levitated a herd of catoblepas to him.

"MOOOOOEEEAAAAUUUU!"

The catoblepas complained as they struggled to resist Rui's power. Yet, their paltry resistance was in vain, not even denting Rui's ironclad hold over them. They had grown less wary of Rui and Kane in the past year and a half, causing this to take them by surprise.

Yet, before they could even register Rui, a world of darkness had already encompassed all their senses.

Sleep. Rui conveyed to them after momentarily distracting them.

They entered a deep trance-like state, much deeper than the one Kane had been put in. Because the cognition gap between Rui and the catoblepas was so high, he could plant stronger suggestions in their subconscious mind.

Rui grew more intense.

This was it.

If this didn't work, he would have drastically cut down his chances for success. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

He quickly conjured up a three-dimensional image of the Divine Doctor in his mind as detailed as he was able to, with the highest possible resolution, before embodying that image in his mind.

So much so that his subconscious mind, not knowing better, believed that he was the Divine Doctor or, at least, looked identical to him. Naturally, the subconscious non-verbal communication his body radiated also changed to communicate that image. Now, his entire body became a transmitter, almost as if each cell in him was its own pixel, conveying the information about the Divine Doctor's appearance in totality.

He took his time with the hypnosis, letting the image of the slowly yet firmly sink into the catoblepas. Finally, memories associated with the image that he conveyed erupted in their minds, causing them to relive the memories in very visceral daydreams.

The catoblepas immediately began thrashing as Rui put them on the ground, only ensuring they didn't move away. He didn't want his incapacitation over their bodies to potentially interfere with the recollection and conveyance of their memories.

Sure enough, their subconscious non-verbal communication began reflecting every detail of their memories, right down to every sound and color they had experienced.

BADUMP!

A rush of power flooded Rui's body as his perception of time slowed down immensely, allowing him to perceive and process information an order of magnitude greater than before

Now began the annoying part, but Rui's powerful mind kept track of hundreds of catoblepas simultaneously as he registered their subconscious non-verbal communication all at once. A massive flood of information rushed through his mind and Mind Palace, yet he firmly processed all of it through the data science protocols of the SOUL System.

Only after he formed SOUL models, as he had taken to calling them, on all of them could he then go on to actually read the memories of the catoblepas.

"Wait," Rui paused his non-verbal communication of the Divine Doctor's image. "This is inefficient."

The SOUL System was still an infant system of thought born half an hour ago. He had yet to figure out the best manner of applying it. The SOUL models created by the SOUL System were translation models that allowed Rui to read the individualized subconscious communication system.

Rui had executed the trance hypnosis such that it would cause them to convey memories and also intent. However, memories were associated with sensory data—things like colors, odors, sounds, textures, and tastes. "In order to form SOUL models to understand memories, I need to subject them to all these sensory stimuli to see the corresponding subconscious non-verbal communication," Rui realized.

Thus, if the catoblepas recalled memories of a blue sky, then Rui would not know unless he knew what communication was associated with the color blue.

"…Unless I show them the color blue and pay attention to the corresponding communication that comes in turn."

He had grown a bit too focused on the combat applications of the SOUL System during training. Which was understandable, given that he was a Martial Artist. But he needed to extract memories this time, not intent.

"The need for a clearer separation between the two has presented itself."

SOUL models in combat allowed Rui to interpret subconscious non-verbal language to understand intent.

SOUL models in this interrogation were meant to allow him to interpret the subconscious non-verbal language to understand the sensory data of the memories.

Thankfully, this realization led to a quick solution.

Rui spontaneously created a brand-new domain technique.

"Plurichroma."

He employed the extensive knowledge of impacting light through the atmosphere that he had gained in the past eighteen months. He wasn't really developing anything new.

A domain formed encompassing the entire herd. "What are you up to?" Kane frowned, confused.

"Just watch," Rui grinned, excited.

He altered the polarity and wavelength of light, causing the world around them to change into different shades of various colors.

Shades of red. It lingered, allowing Rui to observe and record exactly what communication was associated with the color red. He would recognize it the next time he saw it, allowing him to reconstruct it based on their communication.

Simultaneously, he partially activated Sonic Singularity, projecting the sound of a particular frequency. Just as with light, he intended to project all frequencies of sound to record the unique communication associated with each frequency. Thus, if he ever spotted any previously recorded communication, he would be able to look at the associated frequency and know what sound the catoblepas were hearing in their memories.

This was what SOUL models of memories ought to be: long registries of every wavelength of light and sound and their corresponding unique communication signatures. All so that if he ever saw one of those unique communication signatures, he could look at the corresponding.

It was a genius way of mapping the light and sound landscape of the subconscious mind!

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