Chapter 1854 - Control Method, Fierce Female Researcher

Luke didn’t linger in the research division, and left with the Baroness.

This time, he wasn’t stopped when he went to train.

But judging from her mental fluctuations, the Baroness wasn’t in a good mood.

Luke couldn’t be bothered.

He wasn’t the real White Shadow, and wasn’t obliged to hang out with this cheap disciple.

After he returned to his room, he immediately took off his White Shadow armor and disinfected it with a cleaning spray.

He then found a T-shirt and sweatpants that he hadn’t worn before, and disinfected them with the cleaning spray again.

After everything was done, he stayed in the room for another half an hour before he focused his attention on Space 2. He redoubled his efforts with Hypnosis and Illusion on White Shadow.

Half an hour later, after a quick interrogation, Luke left unhurriedly for White Shadow’s exclusive training room.

In this base, White Shadow was the highest-ranking member of the strike team and the third in command.

In addition to the boss of the base, James McCullen, the Doctor was the only other person who had the right to give him orders; both White Shadow and the Baroness were half a level lower than him in rank.

McCullen had given White Shadow the task of monitoring the Baroness because she was the woman McCullen liked.

It was a pain – if he got too close to her, he was rude. If he stayed too far away, she would complain.

Luke could only wait for the time being.

Also, White Shadow had no right to interfere with the research division, because that was the Doctor’s territory.

Apart from that, as long as he followed White Shadow’s pattern of behavior, there was nowhere Luke couldn’t go.

However, an inspection of the canteen and the toilets would definitely arouse suspicion, which was a shame, since tampering with these locations was convenient and efficient.

In order to carry out a perfect operation, however, he could only stick to White Shadow’s regular routine and go to his exclusive training room.

After he entered, he assumed White Shadow’s usual meditation pose. He mentally entered Space 2 again and continued interrogating White Shadow.

A lot of information that couldn’t be detected by the drones spilled out of White Shadow’s mouth.

Luke was secretly astonished and glad that he had been careful and hadn’t snuck in earlier.

The most troublesome defense mechanism in the North Pole base wasn’t the conventional detection equipment, but the nanomites.

The nanomites here had always been the initial R&D direction in MARS Industries, which specialized in body injections – it was supposed to be like carrying a ‘portable doctor’ around.

But the Doctor had invented something new a few years ago that could not only treat injuries, but also control and kill humans.

There were two types of control.

The first were the soldiers in metal masks.

After the nanomites entered their bodies, they were turned into pure labor or combat ‘tools’ at the cost of brain damage.

Soldiers who were controlled weren’t afraid of death or pain, and didn’t need personal pleasures; they were similar to cyborgs in sci-fi movies.

The biggest shortcoming of the soldiers was that they were inflexible and only recognized the master who planted the chips in them.

They listened to everything their master said, and were good helpers for McCullen and the Doctor in controlling the base and fighting outside.

The second type was covert control.

After the nanomites entered the body, they had to receive an order before they could act, whether to prompt a person to subdue, torture or kill.

The person being controlled might not necessarily know it.

The researchers and administrators at the base belonged to this category; if their brains were damaged, they wouldn’t be able to do this sort of work.

As a result, the nanomites in the bodies of the base personnel became another form of “ID.”

Whether it was going in and out of the base or access to important areas, as long as the nanomites in the body didn’t match, a person would be noted down and reported. What followed after that was surveillance and detention.

There were very few people in the entire base who weren’t controlled by the nanomites.

White Shadow could be considered one, but… the Baroness wasn’t.

She had been injected with the second type of nanomites, but didn’t know it.

As Luke asked questions and analyzed memories, he ‘trained’ for two hours before he patrolled the base, as was White Shadow’s habit.

White Shadow wasn’t the sort of leader who attended to things personally; most of the time, he just did things in passing.

However, he was very ruthless. Once he discovered someone had erred, he either beat them up or locked them up.

Few people in the base dared to go up against him, and none wanted to come into contact with him. Even those who took the initiative to greet him were few and far between, so there was very little risk of Luke being exposed.

After an hour of patrol, Luke returned to his room and continued milking White Shadow dry of value.

How long he could remain undercover in this base would depend on luck.

A capable person had more work to do. Given his identity, he naturally had to work hard. In any case, he couldn’t count on Natasha, who was lying in solitary confinement, to come out and gather intelligence.

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After a peaceful night, Luke repeated the process the next day.

During lunch and on patrol, he ran into three women.

One was a soldier, and one was a supervisor.

Most importantly, the third was a researcher in her thirties. She was the only person who had direct access to the research division and the Doctor’s work.

Luke used his ability to hint to the female researcher that she should go to the bathroom.

Then, he used pure Mental Communication with the woman for about ten minutes.

Compared with using words, pure Mental Communication was very troublesome.

To use a very rough analogy, asking questions verbally was like using a tool for access, while Mental Communication was like using his hands directly.

There were a lot of ‘dirty things’ in the human mind, whether it was dark thoughts or a person’s fantasies.

For example, this female researcher was in her thirties. She was plump, had a round face and freckles. To put it nicely, she wasn’t too ugly, but to put it bluntly, she wasn’t so ugly that one wanted to vomit.

Her biggest obsession, or rather, her hobby, was imagining the muscular and handsome White Shadow in her room.

It started when she did a physical checkup for White Shadow and drooled over his beautiful muscles. She often dreamed of him at night.

Her thoughts were so fierce that they gave Luke goosebumps.

It was a good thing he wasn’t the real White Shadow. Otherwise, the man would probably kill her if he knew what the female researcher did with all the information she had in her dreams every day.

In the face of this situation, Luke still had to use Mental Communication to prevent the nanomites from eavesdropping.

When he used Hypnosis and Mental Communication on the female researcher, he kept repeating in his heart: I’m not White Shadow! She didn’t sleep with me. I’m not White Shadow! She didn’t sleep with me.

After ten torturous minutes, Luke gave the female researcher an order to wake up in ten seconds. He then took out an optical camouflage cloak from his inventory and slipped out of the bathroom.

In the men’s bathroom on the other side, he put away his camouflage cloak and pushed the door open. He was still a little depressed.

This female researcher was actually a neutral yellow. It would be hard to do anything to her after this.

Thankfully, most people in this base were an evil red, or it would be even more troublesome.

If there were too many good people here, it would be hard for him to control this base.