Chapter 653

Dominic Kingsley observed with keen interest. Their groundbreaking psychological testing device had achieved something extraordinary—it compiled the world's most renowned cases and treatment methods for various mental illnesses.

The data gathered could delve into a patient's deepest emotional fluctuations and thoughts, guiding them toward self-healing techniques.

Unlike traditional therapy, this process didn't involve another human. It was an unfiltered, balanced dialogue between man and machine.

An artificial intelligence "psychiatrist" was designed with enough data and settings to earn a patient's trust for targeted treatment and psychological intervention. No matter the patient's past or struggles, there was no risk of betrayal or privacy exposure—an undeniably attractive feature. The results of this research would undoubtedly send shockwaves through the world.

Evelyn Sinclair was fascinated. She couldn't wait to try it.

After all, an experienced psychiatrist could manipulate a patient's psyche—but could a machine do the same?

Dominic smiled at Nathan and Evelyn. "This way, please."

Nathan didn't dwell on the machine potentially invading his privacy. His military background had subjected him to rigorous psychological training—nothing could easily unsettle him.

Before he could refuse, Evelyn was already on her feet. Nathan swallowed his objections, adjusted his shirt, and followed.

The laboratory was encased in airtight, gray walls made of specialized material. Evelyn and Nathan stood at the entrance, close but silent.

Even Dominic was impressed—Nathan had passed up countless opportunities to speak to Evelyn.

A white-coated technician emerged and nodded.

"It's ready." Dominic gestured. "You can go in together."

Surprisingly, the system accommodated two people simultaneously.

Evelyn stepped inside without hesitation, only to find two separate chambers. She instinctively entered one, while Nathan took the other.

The door closed behind her with a soft click.

A warm, melodic male voice filled the room.

"Hello, Ms. Sinclair. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The space, initially decorated in plain white, subtly shifted into Evelyn's favorite color—a sophisticated smoky gray, minimalist yet elegant. The tatami mats and furniture softened into a style she adored.

The transformation was seamless.

The system can read personal preferences to create a comfortable, safe environment?

Evelyn was stunned but kept her composure. Through the window, she saw delicate blossoms clinging to tree branches, wild and breathtaking. A vast field of flowers stretched beyond.

The floral scent was intoxicating.

Then she snapped back to reality—it was winter. This had to be artificial.

Yet the illusion was flawless.

"Ms. Sinclair, please take a seat." The voice returned, soothing like a trusted confidant.

"Don't worry. I only inferred your tastes from your attire. The AI psychological detection system can't peer into your heart—it's merely an aid for mental health recovery."

Evelyn hesitated. "Can I see the man who came in with me?"