The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse-Chapter 638 - 631 Dissociative Identity Disorder

In the Mecha, Xinghe was silent. Without her speaking, people could only see a Mecha.

At that moment, Gao Yuan suddenly spoke in a low voice, "I have an idea..."

Thus, several pairs of eyes turned towards Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan took a deep breath and then, mustering his courage, said, "The Serpent People want the Aliens handed over, right? What if we could sneak into the Serpent People’s spaceship?"

Yang Yi was somewhat astonished, while Ram’s eyes lit up.

After thinking for a moment, Ram said, "That’s not impossible. With your strength, you would stand a chance once inside the Serpent People’s spaceship. The only problem is we know far too little about the Serpent People..." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"No!"

Xinghe finally spoke up. In a calm tone, she said, "The Serpent People are capable of interstellar colonization. Do not mistake them for fools, and don’t assume they are weak."

The light emanating from Xinghe seemed to dim slightly as she continued in a low voice, "The Serpent People might not care about controlled nuclear fusion and Mechas, but they would certainly attach great importance to the technology of advanced civilizations because any civilization with the desire to continue developing will surely try to draw sustenance from higher civilizations. This is true of all civilizations across the universe."

Yang Yi said in a grave voice, "Then why is it that the Serpent People will only come after dawn to take what I mentioned? They could have it right now if they wanted. Is it for safety? Or is there another reason?"

Xinghe turned towards Yang Yi and then she abruptly said, "You’ve asked a good question. Now, have you noticed something about the Serpent People’s spaceship, how it follows a certain program?"

After pondering for a moment, Yang Yi expressed his astonishment, "Do you mean to say that the Serpent People’s spaceships are unmanned?"

"Indeed, the Serpent People’s smaller ships are unmanned. According to humanity’s contact level with alien civilizations, we’ve only experienced a second-kind encounter so far. Those smaller spaceships responsible for dropping off and transporting monsters are purely delivery vessels with simple technology, which are easy to realize. The Serpent People should be within two mother ships."

Xinghe affirmed Yang Yi’s speculation and then she added calmly, "Now that we know how the Graycloaks are communicating with the Serpent People, the next step is to find out what exactly the Graycloaks have said and why the Serpent People tolerate the presence and activities of the Graycloaks. Without understanding these things, we cannot make accurate judgments."

Without any further hesitation, Yang Yi told Grewatov, "Bring one out!"

Soon, a high-ranking captive of the Graycloaks was brought out.

The suit he once wore was gone, replaced by a white shirt, clearly just put on.

The methods of the Black Devil would not cover a person in blood, making it hard to tell from his appearance the kind of torture the Graycloak had suffered, but the urgency in his breathing indicated that the brief pause in interrogation was a tremendous relief for him.

Yang Yi still wore a calm smile, as he asked the captive, "Can you sit?"

"I’d prefer to stand for a while."

"Then stand. I don’t know your name, but I think you should know who I am. Yes, I am Poseidon, the one who dealt a fatal blow to the Graycloaks. The Sanitation Worker may have lost the Revelation, but they preserved most of their strength. The Graycloaks managed to keep the Ark of the Covenant, but under my assault, the Graycloaks’ power was devastatingly crippled."

Yang Yi didn’t speak with any sense of pride, he was merely stating a fact calmly, and then, with a smile, he said to the captive before him, "So you should thank me for being able to enter the Elder Council. Without me, you never would have been able to get in. There’s another obvious fact, I probably know the Graycloaks better than you do, so trying to hide anything from me will be harder than you think."

The middle-aged man standing there quickly soaked his entire shirt with sweat.

Yang Yi gestured with his hand and asked, "What’s your name?"

"Max Ivan."

"Age."

"Forty-seven."

Yang Yi was silent for a moment, then said, "At your age, you really shouldn’t be in the Elder Council, so you must have joined recently, right? Was it because of your qualifications, or did you make some contribution?"

"Qualifications plus contributions."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You’re still young. I doubt whether you’ve received complete counter-interrogation training. Oh, I’m not talking about the kind that develops the willpower to withstand pain, but rather the creation of a second persona, one that appears highly complete, a false persona that would never betray the organization even if exposed."

Max’s sweat continued to flow. Yang Yi kept smiling and said, "The Graycloaks have the Ark of the Covenant, which can heal any wound you suffer, except for psychological ones. I guess... you must have been tortured many times, haven’t you? Even the torture by Black Devil is something you can withstand. Pain can generate endurance, you see. Since we know each other too well, it becomes difficult to keep any secrets, right?"

Gao Yuan felt a chill run down his spine. What kind of organization were the Graycloaks? And what kind of person was Yang Yi? What had he gone through?

The fact that they even resort to manufacturing a second persona for secrecy, what is that, artificially induced dissociative identity disorder?

Max kept quiet, while Yang Yi continued to smile and said, "I plan to use the prisoner’s dilemma to get one of the three of you to speak first, and you, you’re my chosen one. You’re the youngest, you haven’t had enough time to develop a second persona, and artificial mental splits are not that easy to create. So, the other two might believe you’ve already spilled everything. Hmm, then they might be willing to talk."

Max remained still, in silence, as Yang Yi said with a smile, "Your reaction is already a mistake, Max. You’ve already made an error. Your silence indicates that I’m right and that your previous statements were false. Also, please look at this."

Yang Yi picked up a notebook and pointed to the Morse code on it, saying with a smile, "You and the Serpent People communicate using Morse code. I figured it out and after verification, I found it’s true. This is the reply from the Serpent People."

Max’s gaze remained stern; his body didn’t tremble in the slightest.

Yang Yi put down the notebook and said with a smile, "I’m glad to meet you, Max. Now you must continue to endure the pain of torture until you reveal everything you know. You’re certainly aware of Black Devil’s methods. It may take a long time for your will to break, to fragment, and to reveal everything you know, but that’s okay. I can wait."

After speaking, Yang Yi gestured with his hand and said with a smile, "Take him away, continue the interrogation. Give it seventy-two hours. Go ahead and reboot him after he’s been formatted; he’s of no use anymore anyway."

The twenty-something-year-old Yang Yi was telling the forty-seven-year-old Max that he was too young, and then, Yang Yi decided to format a person, a term from computers, but this term could let the vast majority of people know what it meant.

Indeed, one should never offend a spy, never fall into a spy’s hands, especially never let oneself be captured alive by a spy for interrogation. This is very important.