Chapter 1663 Medical Room <TOC> Chapter 1665 Silent Madman
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Melanctha’s eyes lit up, “The message that Onassis previously conveyed to Trom only mentioned suppressing inner demons, but not completely eradicating them. According to his own intention, awakening his dormant personality should already be sufficient.”
When Hydra mentioned that it was possible to awaken the dormant personality, Melanctha thought the matter could be resolved smoothly. However, unexpectedly for her, Hydra added, “Although there is a method to awaken the dormant personality, it may not be applicable to the current situation.”
In response to Melanctha’s puzzled gaze, Hydra elucidated the reason.
Upon realizing it was a case of split personality, he thought of a solution termed as “mental intervention.”
For Onassis’s present persona, mental intervention is the approach — either through hypnosis or psychological induction. The idea is to strip him of control over his physical body, providing an opening for the dominant personality to emerge.
However, mental intervention necessitates a prerequisite: the target’s thought process should adhere to some form of logic. It’s not essential for the target’s thinking to align with the mainstream. Even the thought patterns of an extreme fanatic are acceptable, as long as they are logical.
Yet, after a thorough inspection, Hydra observed that Onassis’s current thought process is chaotic, making standard mental intervention unfeasible.
“Of course, if the usual intervention doesn’t work, we could resort to a forced intervention. But this comes with risks. Given that Onassis’s split personality shares the same body, there’s a substantial likelihood that such aggressive measures might inflict severe damage on his mental strength,” Hydra paused before continuing, “What’s most crucial is that even if we choose to enforce intervention, it would still take a considerable amount of time to streamline the process.”
Now, Melanctha understood. In other words, even if the mental intervention succeeded, it wouldn’t be possible to revive Onassis’s primary personality in a short span.
The eagerly anticipated award ceremony, the crowning moment, was about to commence. The arrows were already nocked and ready to fly; the consequences of suddenly informing the audience of a change in the award presentation would be like opening Pandora’s box, with repercussions too dire to even contemplate.
“After so much discussion, how much time would be needed for a forced intervention?” pondered Melanctha before voicing her thoughts.
“At the very least, ten days, and perhaps even up to a month,” responded Hydra.
Melanctha furrowed her brow. Had it been a matter of one or two days, she might have managed to delay. After all, using the justification that the contestants required rest would’ve been quite valid, and even if the audience grumbled, they’d likely accept the rationale.
However, a delay of ten days was a stretch too long. The very purpose of hosting the Novastar Competition was to amplify the prominence of Sky Mechanical City. The award ceremony served as a prime promotional tool, effectively countering the previous negative reputation from the Purification Garden incident. By the end of ten days, the current news frenzy would have cooled off, diminishing the impact of the event.
Thus, ten days was beyond Melanctha’s acceptable range. She’d even consider, albeit reluctantly, foregoing the champion’s coronation ceremony to expedite the award presentation.
Of course, sidelining the honor for Onassis was the absolute last resort.
“Ten days is far too long; we cannot drag it out for such a duration. Esteemed Observer, aside from this forced intervention approach, is there no other technique to awaken his primary personality?” Melanctha inquired.
After a moment’s reflection, Hydra admitted, “If you seek a quick resolution, I’m currently at a loss.”
A shadow of disappointment crossed Melanctha’s eyes.
At this juncture, Farina interjected, “The situation, as it stands, is rather clear. Onassis’s primary and secondary personalities are undoubtedly at odds; otherwise, he wouldn’t have sought external aid. From my understanding of certain knowledge about split personalities, when the primary and secondary are in conflict, the most effective technique to surface the hidden personality is to weaken the dominant one controlling the physical body.”
A light of realization dawned in Melanctha’s eyes, “What the Water Ripple Witch is suggesting is…”
“By knocking out his secondary personality into unconsciousness, perhaps the primary one might emerge,” Farina said, spreading her hands in an explanatory manner.
In her heart, Melanctha silently grumbled: Are alchemists always this violent?
However, as much as she murmured to herself, she found the suggestion somewhat plausible. She couldn’t help but turn her gaze to Hydra, curious about his opinion on the matter.
“It won’t work,” Hydra immediately shook his head, stating, “I’ve mentioned before that their personalities, while seemingly distinct, are inherently unified. They share the same physical body, and it’s impossible to separate them entirely. Any adverse weakening done to Onassis affects not just his secondary personality but diminishes his primary one equally. It won’t assist in the awakening of his main personality.”
The method Farina suggested had now been dismissed.
Melanctha felt a growing headache. Perhaps they had reached an impasse where they might just exclude Onassis from the award ceremony altogether.
However, such an act could tarnish the reputation of Infinite Battle Tower.
If they refrained from doing so, what should be their next move?
Melanctha was truly at a loss and once again cast a pleading look towards Hydra.
“For immediate recovery, I currently have no alternative solutions,” Hydra hesitated, then added, “Perhaps you might consider consulting the Beast Emperor. He might have some insights.”
The Beast Emperor that Hydra referred to was none other than Melanctha’s father, Rosen Yada.
“He’s been preoccupied with matters at the Research Institute recently. I don’t wish to disturb him,” Melanctha remarked. Though she voiced these concerns, deep down, she was aware that even if she informed her father, the likely response would be——forced intervention. Whether it’s ten days or half a month, it doesn’t matter.
In the eyes of the Beast Emperor Rosen, the matter of Purification Garden is truly trivial. The organization of the Novastar Competition was also decided upon by the upper echelons of Infinite Battle Tower and was not based on Rosen’s opinion.
He is wholly indifferent to these matters of reputation.
Perhaps, when one reaches a certain pinnacle, they won’t concern themselves too deeply with matters that don’t directly benefit them. Even if it’s someone with whom they once shared the most intimate moments, they can easily cast them aside. A hint of irony flashed in Melanctha’s eyes as she recalled the image of her mother.
Farina chimed in, “There’s an issue at the Research Institute; it’s likely that the Beast Emperor won’t have the time to focus on this anytime soon.”
After Farina spoke, she cast a glance at Angel. The Beast Emperor is currently preoccupied with matters concerning Ivo Shpratt, and this information came directly from Angel.
“Well, there’s nothing we can do then,” said Hydra candidly, causing Melanctha to rub her temples, clearly exasperated.
At that moment, Hydra suddenly turned his gaze to Angel and asked, “I wonder, what does the Super Dimensional Wizard think about this?”
This unexpected inquiry made Melanctha look towards Angel as well. Earlier, Hydra could have come alone, yet he specifically brought Angel along. Now, he’s inquiring about Angel’s opinion… Melanctha mused to herself that Hydra is a prominent figure in the prophecy circles, and every move he makes, every word he says, must have some deeper significance.
Could it be that Angel truly has the solution?
With this thought, a bright light flashed in Melanctha’s eyes as she looked at Angel with anticipation.