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Seeing Alictor coming, he quickly explained to her: "I don't know what's going on... He suddenly fell down!"

The elf leaned over to the Britann's neck. The man's eyes were closed, his face looked ugly, and his pulse felt steady but weak, as if he was dying.

...The possibility of sudden diseases is not ruled out.

She opened the voice transmission stone to contact the infirmary, and then informed the first mate Zhan Xi.

Because she always felt something was wrong, she handed over the simpler task to the young crew member who was restlessly guarding the side and asked him to help deliver the cart of food to Ice.

The crew nodded with relief and ran away. After pushing the cart for a while, their pace became slower and slower until they stopped.

The fingers held on the armrest loosened a little bit, and the expression on his face faded little by little, becoming empty and confused.

"Swan!" Along the way, someone from a group of crew members who were walking by yelled his name, "What are you doing there?"

The young crew member raised his head, his face familiar to his companions, with a little silly smile, but a hint of imperceptible stiffness.

He pushed the cart and chased after his companion, and asked in a low voice: "Can you do me a favor?... My stomach hurts a little..."

The cart full of food was reincarnated again, and the young crew member named Swan turned around and walked into another passage, with his steps steady and regular, and even every sound that hit the ground seemed to be no different.

He quickly passed through several passages, but as he approached the power chamber, he suddenly staggered, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably, showing a strange and ferocious look.

"What's wrong with you?" A mechanical sound that lacked ups and downs, but strangely vivid, came from a distance.

The crew turned his head suddenly and watched an old robot approaching stagger.

Its legs were short, but its steps were light. Although it always seemed like it would trip over it the next moment, it miraculously maintained a perfect balance and quickly walked in front of him.

"You..." It looked up, suddenly stopped, and jumped far behind.

"Who are you?!" it shouted, "...Enemy attack!Enemy attack!"

It made a sharp alarm, and at the same time it turned around and ran away quickly.

The young crew members had not even reacted, and someone had already run out of the nearest power chamber.

"What's going on!"

Terry was holding a tool in one hand. Seeing the situation outside, he was slightly stunned - where is the enemy?

The robot, who was hiding far away, raised his hand and pointed at the crew: "He is not Swan!"

The crew raised their heads, looking innocent and confused: "What's this..."

Before he could finish his words, he was knocked to the ground by Terry without hesitation and could not move.

The crew member's face twisted, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and his contracted pupils suddenly spread.

He didn't know what was wrong...but he had other opportunities.

The invisible particles rushed out of the back of the crew's head and rushed straight towards the small robot.

The scream from the robot vibrated the entire passage, making Terry unable to help but want to cover his ears: "So what's wrong!"

"It wants to control me!" Dariel waved his hands incredibly, feeling a huge insult: "It actually thinks it can control me! This...this...this...this bad thing that overestimates one's ability!"

Although it is much online, there are almost no actual opportunities to use it - it does not have much vocabulary.

Terry was keenly aware of something.

"Catch him...it! Whatever it is, grab!" he shouted.

"Uh," Dariel was stunned, "but it dispersed...so weak."

Now other people have arrived and looked at each other at the scene in front of them.

Terry was thinking about how to explain, but Dariel came over to sweep the young crew member who fainted on the ground, and immediately discovered something again.

"A little thing was implanted in the back of his head," it said, and then told everyone good news, "Swan's consciousness is still there."

Terry carefully looked at the back of Swan's head, and after a while, he found a very small red dot.

"...Let's go to the infirmary first." He said.

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The thing implanted into the back of the crew's head was only the size of a needle tip, and I don't know what material it was made of, so the instruments on the ship could not detect it at all.

But no one doubts Dariel's ability—it has proved itself countless times.

Finally, under its guidance, they finally succeeded in getting the little thing out.

Another unconscious patient in the infirmary, the Brittan man who suddenly fainted, was finally found.

The same thing was implanted in the back of his head, and it was probably for some time that even the slightest wound had disappeared.

Swan woke up soon. He even remembered the pain of a needle-like back of his head when he passed by the Britannian, and could recall the indescribable fear and anger when his consciousness was suppressed and his body was manipulated.

"What the hell is that?!" He couldn't help but feel scared.

Ice and Terry exchanged glances when they heard the news, and Alictor obviously had already thought of it.

This way of transferring consciousness is very similar to the way the fake king they met in Mevrey, the robot Randy No. 27.

At first they didn't know much about this, but Is once again met Randy 27 on Votou Star, and realized that their "consciousness" must have an instrument that cannot exist independently in another form like Is and Nana.

However, the shell chosen by Randy No. 27 and his followers are actually empty shells, which is similar to inputting the data of one robot into the body of another robot. The technology they are facing at this moment is more advanced - after all, the complex souls of human beings themselves are not so easy to suppress, and the nervous system they naturally evolved is not so easy to control.

Swan had resisted, and it was precisely because of his resistance that Dariel, who was particularly sensitive to the fluctuations of mental power, quickly discovered the problem.

This technology may not be very mature, but it is already scary enough.
Chapter completed!