Chapter 678 (1/2)

Ronald Cohen could have completely controlled Dickinson's consciousness and made him lose his freedom in the spiritual world. The reason why he didn't do that was to wonder what kind of resistance Dickinson could make.

He watched Dickinson make such a move. He didn't understand what the use was. At best, he let the arm muscles of the real body wave because of nerve reflex.

There is still a small tea table between him and Dickinson. No matter how long Dickinson's arm is, it can't hit him! And what if I do?

If he wants to wake up in this way, it's really a daydream.

The action of people reflecting to reality through dream activities is instantaneous, but it will also occupy the time of dreams, because muscle response is slower than the speed of brain memory retrieval to construct dream space. At this time, the space in dreams will be superimposed, and the process of dreams has to wait for the completion of muscle reflection, which can easily lead to dream collapse, So most people wake up at this time.

This is why we often shake like cramps when we dream, and then wake up.

But Ronald was not worried because his mental strength was enough to support Dickinson's dream so that he could not wake up.

So what's the use of Dickinson doing this? Is there any mechanism hidden in the living room that can be triggered by his touch?

When he was wondering, Ronald suddenly felt a strong suction in the void, and then the darkness hit. It was like a sudden power failure on the TV screen, leaving only a white line in the middle.

He tried to support the space, but found that the spiritual power he radiated was like scattered into the void of the universe and disappeared in an instant.

This is not a dream collapse!

It seems that the spiritual channel connecting the dream is closed. This situation is extremely rare. Maybe all the conscious bodies here are locked into the unknown space and completely lost contact with the real world.

Ronald was startled and withdrew from Dickinson's dream before the white light disappeared.

He saw Dickinson leaning on the back of the sofa with a mocking smile on his face, as if laughing at him: look, I didn't do it!

Dickinson's body was very relaxed, as if she had completed the most important thing in life and finally got rid of it. Just his eyes, as if they had just been hit by a truck, were dying and lax.

Ronald's heart tightened. He immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand. He found that Dickinson was no longer breathing. He looked at him with more and more lax eyes until he lost the light of life.

Remembering Dickinson's last grip and pull in his dream, he looked at his hand and found that his right hand was holding a fist.

He opened his fist and saw a very thin transparent silk thread in his palm, about the thickness of hair, and left a strangulation mark on his palm. Obviously, the pull just now pulled the thread.

The thread came out of Dickinson's left arm sleeve.

Ronald opened Dickinson's coat and found that the thin thread passed through the arm sleeve and came out of the collar. It was mixed with Dickinson's gray hair at the back of his head. It looked like a white hair. It was difficult to find such a thread in his hair unless he looked carefully.

He took the thread to find the source and found that the thread pierced into the skin at the root of Dickinson's back neck, just like real hair. However, there are obvious signs of surgical suture on the skin below it. At the moment, a small hole was cut in the connection between the thread and the skin, and some blood flowed out and began to solidify. It should be because Dickinson pulled the silk thread hard just now.

”How cruel!”

Ronald Cohen understood that this thin thread should be made of the latest nano materials, surgically sutured in the cervical spine and wrapped around the spinal nerve bundle above the chip. As long as you gently pull, you can cut off all 31 pairs of spinal nerve bundles, which cuts off the connection between the chip and the brain.

Ronald didn't expect Dickinson to keep such a hand for himself. No wonder sarodin didn't control him directly!

Only in this way, Dickinson will not survive without emergency medical treatment.