Witch Special

The simplest way to deal with pollution is to directly counter it with a higher level of mystery. Leveraging your own higher level of mystery, you can directly remove the opponent's original mystery. Spiritual pollution relies on mystery to exist. Eliminating mystery is equivalent to dismantling the foundation of pollution. Without the support of mystery, pollution will collapse directly, returning to its most basic, primitive, and least threatening form.

Basically it's just rotten mud, rotten meat, and all kinds of rotten, decayed, and corrupted things, nothing else.

So in fact, as long as we recognize the nature of pollution, it is not a big deal.

However, this method of dealing with pollution has a fundamental flaw: you must ensure that your side's secrecy is higher than that of the other side. Otherwise, instead of clearing the pollution, you'll end up inviting a wolf into your home, playing with fire and digging your own grave. Therefore, this method must be used with caution until the source of the mystery is identified.

To solve this problem, Lin Zhenxi would put in a safety net, similar to setting up a virtual system. She would first create a sandbox, fill it with her own secrets and the dispel magic she cast, and then release the sandbox to cover the secret. This way, even if the opponent's secrets were higher than hers, they would only contaminate the sandbox. Until the sandbox's protective walls were eroded and penetrated, they would not be able to affect Lin Zhenxi's body outside the sandbox.

Doing this is similar to cloning a personality. The virtual personality that Lin Zhenxi left in the meditation basin is actually something similar.

But Lin Zhenxi had no intention of using the virtual personality in the Pensieve. That personality was Lin Zhenxi's original creation, and she had nurtured it for a long time, reaching a level of perfection that was incredibly close to a real person. If she were given a body, she would be a perfect replica of Lin Zhenxi, complete with her own independent personality.

When Lin Zhenxi needs her, she can act as Lin Zhenxi's substitute and help her do many things.

Anyway, this time, the virtual personality was just a consumable item, so there was no need for a stable existence. Hayashi Maki simply used magic to conjure a mound of earth (the mound's sudden appearance in the metallic room made the two spectators behind him stare wide-eyed). Then, he cast a Transfiguration spell on the mound, shaping it into his own image.

She was too familiar with herself, so using herself as a model for this anthropomorphic transformation spell, similar to the one Nuwa used to create humans, was the simplest, most mana-saving, and most successful method. And Lin Zhenxi had already mastered the transformation spell.

As long as it wasn't a fantasy species like a dragon or a phoenix, Lin Zhenxi could easily pull it out. Even if it was a fantasy species, as long as Lin Zhenxi was willing to spend magic power, she could also use the Transfiguration Spell to create it out of thin air. Aside from the lack of mystery and the inability to realize abilities that she didn't understand, it was no different from the real thing.

The fact that she had used Transfiguration to create a short-lived laser fusion reactor in the Courtyard of the Dead was a clear example of this. Her Transfiguration spell was now functionally indistinguishable from the real thing.

After creating a copy of himself through the transformation spell, Lin Zhenxi began to concentrate, creating a sandbox and infusing it with mystery and magic, as well as a part of his own will.

Will and soul are different. It is best for a witch to maintain the integrity of her soul and not split her soul easily, because the soul involves too many things. Even a little loss of soul will make Lin Zhenxi feel very headache.

Will is relatively simple. It is just some ideas, which is equivalent to a computer script that allows the computer to automatically run certain programs. Moreover, injecting will only requires thinking, which is much more convenient than scripts that require typing code line by line.

Of course, code can be copied at will, and can even fly from one side of the world to the other in just a few milliseconds, but separating will requires Lin Zhenxi to use his own brain, and it is difficult to mass-produce, so it can only be said that each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

But in this case, it's clear that willpower trumps computer scripts.

Lin Zhenxi now only needs to let her clone release a spell to eliminate all magical effects. She can arrange such a simple thing with just a thought, so she quickly made a virtual personality that encapsulated her will, and used a magic wand to guide the silver thread into the clone's head.

With this, a magical version of the replicant was completely completed.

Of course, this clone has no way to use Lin Zhenxi's own magic wand, but it doesn't matter. It is a creation of magic itself and an excellent conductor of magic. Even without the wand, it can still cast spells normally. At most, without the amplification of the wand, the effect of the spell will be worse.

The clone was activated after it merged with the silver thread carrying Lin Zhenxi's will. Lin Zhenxi completely cut off any connection with the clone, took two steps back, and watched the clone open his eyes with Yan Qing and Liz Nightingale beside him. With a wooden expression, he walked step by step to the brain in the jar that was still whipping the inner wall of the jar with nerve bundles.

It raised its hand, pressed its fingers against the outside of the jar, and moved its lips.

"Mysterious collapse." She uttered the only four words that Lin Zhenxi instilled in her.

A bright white light shone at the clone's fingertips, instantly brightening. Fortunately, the room itself was bright enough that the glare wouldn't blind him.

These white lights are actually directional, and most of them are sprayed forward, but the reflection of the light still makes the whole room dazzled.

After releasing the spell of mysterious dissipation, all the magic power that Lin Zhenxi left for the clone was exhausted. She lost the basis for maintaining her own form and immediately collapsed into a pool of loose yellow soil, scattered on the ground.

Lin Zhenxi casually waved his magic wand and silently summoned a whirlwind, which swept the yellow soil in front of him aside. Then he walked closer to the jar and carefully observed the current state of the brain in the jar.

Yan Qing and Liz Nightingale also came over and looked at the brain whose nerve bundles had lost their vitality and once again returned to its natural floating state.

It was impossible to tell from the appearance whether the contamination had been removed, so the two of them looked at Lin Zhenxi at the same time. Especially Liz Nightingale, the look she gave Lin Zhenxi was completely different from before.

Initially, she hadn't held much hope for Lin Zhenxi. Honestly, she didn't want anyone else to find a solution, because she herself was helpless against the brain in the tank. Even with Yan Qing, whose different medical focuses complemented each other greatly, their combined strengths still proved ineffective against this aggressive brain.

Lin Zhenxi was Yan Qing's friend, and she subconsciously placed Lin Zhenxi on the same level as Yan Qing. Even if Lin Zhenxi was added, what problems could the three of them solve?

As a result, Lin Zhenxi's series of operations completely shattered Liz Nightingale's cognition. It was a system completely different from science, and she knew nothing about that kind of power.

It was no wonder Liz Nightingale was so surprised. There weren't many mysterious things in the "Company" to begin with. Whether it was the "Company" or New Blue City, they were mainly technological, and Liz had only been exposed to technological things. She had never really come into contact with those mysterious things.

Take Lin Zhenxi, for example. Ever since she became a special envoy, she hadn't been to the hospital again. She knew that if her health problems were caused by magic, then the hospital's measures would be useless. On the other hand, if it was an ailment that could be cured by science and didn't involve mysterious causes, a single dose of magic potion would guarantee a cure.

She believed that other special agents on the mysterious side were in a similar situation as her and no longer needed to use scientific methods to maintain their health.

Therefore, Liz's chances of contacting the mysterious side were almost zero, and she naturally had no chance to understand the unreasonable power that the people on the mysterious side possessed. Now Lin Zhenxi showed this move, and she was stunned.

If Lin Zhenxi could really solve the problem so easily, then she would have to admit a fact that she absolutely did not want to accept, that is, her medical skills had limits, and some things were far beyond this limit.

Lin Zhenxi examined the brain and confirmed that there were no traces of any mysterious residue. Regardless of its high intelligence, which could hide itself to the point where even Lin Zhenxi couldn't detect it, the brain had been cleansed of any contamination.

"It's done. It won't move around anymore." After Lin Zhenxi said this, Yan Qing and Liz Nightingale had complicated expressions.

The problem was solved, which was of course a good thing. However, the feeling of being outsmarted by someone else when they couldn't solve it made both women, who usually thought highly of themselves, feel very uncomfortable.

But of course they would not give up just like that. After discovering that they had lost, they all had the same idea about how to continue to improve themselves and make up for the shortcomings that had been exposed in this area.

The "company" will provide a broad stage for every employee who desires to make progress. Now that they have this need, the "company" will naturally not be stingy with this knowledge. Perhaps the next time they meet, they will be very different.

But at least for now, Lin Zhenxi still has to come to C. Lin Zhenxi looked at the two doctors beside him who were silent but lost in thought. He seemed to have misunderstood them, thinking that they wanted Lin Zhenxi to go all the way and solve everything.

"Is your method of reading memories reliable? If not, you can just let me read the memories from this brain."

Liz Nightingale and Yan Qing were eager to see more of Lin Zhenxi's magical skills, so they naturally had no objection to Lin Zhenxi's decision. So, after clearing the pollution from the brain, the task of reading the memory fell on Lin Zhenxi.

This should be considered as the saying that those who are capable should do more work, haha.