The dormitory hall was noisy and chaotic, with the sounds of fox apprentices playing occasionally coming from beside.
Bai Mo sat on the bed, looking at the smiling face of the human head model, feeling peculiar in his heart.
His Divine Sense went inside the head model, probing the muscles at the corner of the mouth, then the nerves, and from the nerves to the cerebral cortex, and back to the brain... He hesitated for a moment and did not continue.
"To solve this problem, do I need to probe the brain?"
The human brain carries a lifetime of memories, emotions, knowledge, and sentiments, with contents vast as the ocean.
Yet, it is not solid... instead, it is like colored clouds, like glass.
When the Divine Sense enters the brain to probe, it is like wind blowing into the colored clouds, like stepping and running on glass steps; a slight carelessness might destroy it.
