Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 191 - : Fifty-four, you can call me Yong Xin_3

Chapter 191: Fifty-four, you can call me Yong Xin_3

“Somehow there’s a lot more than I thought,” the staff member wiped the sweat from his forehead, “I didn’t expect there to be so much, but as per your request, I’ve brought over everything that even slightly met the criteria, hoping that you would find what you seek.”

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Ina nodded her head and said thank you, at which the staff member left with a smile on his face.

Ina then sat down in front of the documents and began to sift through them, starting with the ones on top.

This was the archive room of Sky Tower.

The documents Ina was perusing were confidential files from the archive room, accessible only to members of the Pioneer Force and those of Bishop Level.

Because these documents were all related to Polluted Land.

They recorded the symptoms displayed by people who had been contaminated, as observed since the establishment of Lyra City.

Most of these documents were quite old, as the means to combat contamination were not so advanced when Lyra was first established. The first generation Pioneer Force “Night Star” had a significant number of contaminated members. It was difficult for Night Star Knights to live a natural life; substantial sacrifices were necessary to extract even a small amount of Source Oil, which was why they were known as heroes.

This situation continued until Lyra bought a batch of Source Crystals capable of detecting and purifying contamination from Holy Sound. By the time of the Devil’s Army, although the largest Purification Source Crystal had been lost by the last of the Night Star Knights, the overall ability to resist contamination had been strengthened. Therefore, the records of symptoms presented by those who were contaminated subsequently decreased significantly.

This was the reason why Ina had come to the archive room.

Her encounter with Gerard that afternoon had lingered in her mind.

She was certain that the way of speaking, that style of acting, was definitely not Gerard’s… nor her father’s.

It was as if a second soul had emerged within the same body.

So she wanted to understand what caused Gerard to change like that.

Ina started to flip through these documents.

The effects of contamination differed from person to person; some were physical, while others were psychological.

Physically, the worst cases were those who turned directly into monsters, and these infected individuals essentially had only one fate—death.

Thus, Ina naturally focused on the psychological aspect.

The psychological effects varied greatly as well: some became completely insane, some had severe self-destructive tendencies, some claimed they could constantly hear voices speaking from an unknown source.

And then there were those who felt like an additional “person” had emerged within their body.

Such cases were rare, but not unheard of.

After about twenty minutes, Ina indeed found an article and subconsciously read aloud the scholar’s diagnosis.

“The infected person feels the appearance of an independent soul, or personality, within their body. The infected claims they can converse with this personality as though talking to a friend.”

“Through the scholar’s observation, it was indeed noted that the infected frequently exhibited two completely distinct personalities, which suggests that the newly emerged personality can also control the body.”

“It’s as if two people with different personalities are using the same body.”

As she read this, Ina’s brows furrowed deeply, and then she murmured softly, “Can there really be such a case?”

No sooner had she spoken than another young voice sounded, “It can be like that.”

Ina was slightly startled and then quickly looked up to see a young man standing before her with a smiling face. This instinctively made her reach for her Blazing Fire Sword behind her, but to no avail, as no weapons were allowed in the archive room.

“Don’t be nervous,” the man said lightly, laughing, “I was simply curious and came over to look, no harm meant.”

Ina’s brow remained furrowed, “Who are you?”

“Just an ordinary employee,” the man smiled, “you may call me Yong Xin.”