Chapter 343 Confrontation

"Bah, bah, bah."

As the switch was pressed again, the lights in the room gradually brightened, revealing the previous darkness. Light pours from the ceiling fixtures, illuminating every corner of the room.

The black liquid in the transparent container looks even more mysterious under the light. The faint light ripples on the surface of the black liquid, like stars twinkling in the night sky. The whole scene is like an illusion, and the black liquid is the master of this illusion.

"Buzz——"

However, less than half a second later, the black liquid seemed to be strongly stimulated, and it trembled weakly and nervously.

The originally free-flowing black water suddenly contracted, like a piece of soft cloth being rapidly compressed in a bottle.

It quickly shrank to the bottom of the bottle, compressing itself into a flat puddle, as if trying to avoid the invasion of light in this way.

Telepathy activated again, and this time he tried to penetrate into the essence of the liquid.

Although this telepathic confrontation did not reveal all the secrets of the black liquid, at least he was convinced that the liquid had its own consciousness, and the power he just felt was extremely powerful.

But this time, with the mental protection created in advance, he did not fall into the excitement and addiction to the black liquid again, and became more comfortable.

The black liquid is like a restrained ghost, trying to resist the spiritual intrusion of the white night. It keeps curling up inside the bottle, as if it wants to hide itself from outside exploration.

It's just that although the bottle is not small, its transparent material still makes it unable to retreat, and it is eventually exposed directly to the light.

"It seems you don't like the light." Bai Ye whispered to himself, with a calm smile on his face.

This telepathic confrontation was not only fierce in the invisible realm, but also spread to the real world, causing everything in the laboratory to tremble violently.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, and there was a trace of thought in his eyes.

The entire room was engulfed in a powerful earthquake. The lights in the laboratory flickered, emitting waves of swaying light and shadow. The test tubes and glassware were shaking constantly on the experimental table, and some even made a faint collision sound under the force of the vibration.

Brix is ​​obviously up to something of his own little secret here, but what is it? Or what is it used for?

His mind was like a probe, penetrating the barrier of the transparent container, trying to understand the inner structure of the black liquid.

This kind of resistance is particularly strong in the field of telepathy, like a storm sweeping through the mind of the night, but every time it hits the shield of the mind, it will return in vain. The shield is not in vain.

The whole room was filled with a tense atmosphere, as the mysterious black liquid was engaged in a subtle battle with the light cast above it.

The black liquid in the transparent container seemed to have lost its previous vitality and no longer flowed, just like a pool of stagnant water. It lay quietly at the bottom, losing its previous fury and mystery.

The confrontation continued for a while, and the vibrations in the room gradually slowed down and eventually became quiet.

He was not surprised that the black liquid would react so violently to light. It seemed that Blix was not an heir without common sense after all, and it was useful for him to turn on those lights.

The atmosphere in the laboratory also began to become uneasy. The surrounding experimental platforms shook slightly in this spiritual conflict, as if sensing the fierce confrontation between the two. The literature paper on the instrument shook slightly, and the blue light from the monitor was particularly dazzling in this tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, a stronger vibration spread throughout the room, and the test tubes and instruments on the experimental table shook violently. The black liquid rolled in the transparent container, forming a black vortex that became more twisted and violent, seeming to swallow everything.

"It seems that you are not an ignorant experimental substance, then..." He whispered to himself, stepped forward and tapped the transparent container with his fingers.

The whole scene is full of a subtle confrontation, and the spiritual battle between the white night and the black liquid quietly unfolds in this silent room.

Bai Ye's expression looked slightly tired. He took a deep breath, felt the telepathy flowing in his body, and then put down his telepathy. The experimental bench, test tubes and various instruments in the room also gradually returned to calm after the vibrations stopped.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the liquid, just like the waves of a pool of black water caused by a huge impact.

And now the black liquid seems to be busy fighting against the light, so this is also an opportunity for him.

Bai Ye's whispers echoed in the quiet room, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the black liquid in the transparent container. After trying several times, he found that the black water remained silent and did not give any response.

Bai Ye watched the changes in the liquid with vigilance. This black liquid was unusual and might contain more complex power.

Although the black liquid attempts to hide from the light by compressing itself, it still exudes a strange and fascinating charm when illuminated by the light.

Bai Ye frowned, rubbed his temples, and slowed down the frequency of telepathy. At the same time, the black liquid also stopped rolling, and shrank to the bottom of the transparent bottle as if it was consumed by the fierce battle.

However, the black liquid seemed to be aware of the intrusion of the white night. It trembled slightly in the bottle and exuded a cold breath. Bai Ye felt a strange resistance, as if the black liquid had its own consciousness and was unwilling to reveal the truth easily.

The charts and blueprints hanging on the smooth walls were also shaking violently, as if they were about to fall off the wall. The experimental equipment placed on the long table in the center of the room shook, and documents and documents fell to the floor.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, and every vibration made people feel as if the whole world was shaking.

In this silent contest, Bai Ye felt a strong resistance, just like the reverse flow of water in a swimming pool. This thing was trying to resist Bai Ye's exploration of it.

"What are you?"

The black liquid in the transparent container rolled endlessly under the strong vibration, and the black vortex formed became more twisted and violent.

After thinking for a while, he decided to take a more direct approach, focusing on his telepathy again, trying to sense the essence of the black liquid with his mind.

However, unlike the previous spiritual confrontation, this time the black water seemed to have lost its vitality, like a pool of stagnant water, making it impossible for him to perceive any information inside the liquid.