Chapter 22:

In the promenade covered with black and red carpets, the lights on the walls are on, and the lights are not strong, but Mia Star is bright at night as well as day, so most of the lights in the room are just for decoration.
The corridor of the guest room was very quiet. The trole who was arranged to live in this room went to the banquet hall at the top of the tower to attend a banquet. Therefore, the guest room was empty at the moment and could not hear any sound.
A tall young soldier stood quietly in front of the gates of the most luxurious guest rooms on this tower floor, with a straight figure, without squinting, without making a sound.
Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps on the other side of the quiet corridor.
The young soldier who stood motionless at the door turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. He could hear that it was the sound of footsteps made by long boots on the wooden floor. In this place, only the imperial uniform was wearing. ...
Soon, two rushing familiar figures appeared in the sight of the young soldier.
"Her Majesty, Your Majesty."
He raised his hand and saluted his two bosses with a solitary look.
"Don't salute! Has anyone been in? No problem in it?"
Before the young soldier's saluting hand had been lowered, Robin was already impatiently asking.
"A waiter went in and there was nothing unusual in it."
The young soldier answered immediately, then turned, reaching out to push the door behind him, which he had been keeping behind.
This push failed to push away.
The young soldier stumbled a bit. Although the teenager also lived inside, it was still the residence of Major-General. When the Major-General did not know when he would come back and someone was guarding the door, the boy should not open the door without permission. Locked.
The soldier also wanted to push hard again.
Suddenly a long leg suddenly protruded from the side with a loud bang, and the whole door and the nearby walls seemed to shake in this loud bang.
This moment, the closed door opened suddenly.
The terrible force shook the door panel overwhelmed.
Without saying a word, the young major general who opened the door stepped into the door.
He stared at it with a glance at the teenager sleeping in the soft chair by the window, and a man kneeling beside the soft chair.
A bit of coldness flickered in the sharp eyes of Dan Feng, which was terrifying to the extreme.
His lips were as tight as a blade, and his fingertips had touched the laser gun on his waist--
wrong.
As soon as his fingertips touched the cold metal of the gun body, Troll noticed the anomaly.
The man kneeling on the ground was abnormal.
He slammed the door open loudly, as if he hadn't heard it at all, still kneeling on the ground, motionless on his side.
Feeling that something is wrong, the young man can't think much about it in the future. He takes a few quick steps, leans over, and stretches his hand to touch the forehead of the boy who is nesting on the soft chair.
The sleeping boy was quietly nesting in a large soft chair, tilting his head slightly, and the light black soft hair was scattered on the cheek with his childishness. The light coming in from the window fell on his side cheeks, making the young child's skin more tender.
His expression was calm, he seemed to sleep soundly, and there was no trace of pain on his relaxed face.
Haven't had time to get started?
Looking at Mute's calm sleep, Troll's grim face could not see anything, but the original tight hand on the boy's forehead was softened a bit.
"BoSS, this guy is wrong."
The red-haired major's voice came from the side.
He almost suppressed the man next to him almost at the same time when his boss came to Mute.
But he was a little surprised that when he suppressed the man, the man did not make any resistance at all.
Robbin motioned to the soldier next to twisting the man's arm and reaching out to raise the man's face.
The face of a man is very ordinary, almost the kind of ordinary that can no longer be found in the crowd. But the man's eyes were strange. He stared at Robin directly, his pupils narrowed and he didn't focus.
Allowing the soldiers behind him to twist themselves, and allowing Robin to hold his throat, he didn't make any response, and a pair of loose eyes fell on Robin's face with dementia, but it was not like watching Luo guest.
Robbin saw something clueless.
"Let him go."
He ordered.
The young soldier holding onto the man immediately let go and stood up.
However, even if the person holding himself looses his hand, the man still sits on the ground dumbfounded, the unfocused pupils are scattered, his mouth is open, and saliva comes out of the corner of his mouth.
"Insanity ..."
Robin murmured, turning his head to look at the teenager who still slept soundly.
There was an unbelievable look in his eyes, which was vaguely complicated, and then slowly became clear.
"I said ... how could the descendants of a big family be so wasteful."
He exhaled softly and said.
"This kid really gave us a big surprise, BoSS."
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not long ago.
The man who forcibly aligned with Mute did not encounter the slightest resistance, and easily intruded into the mental state of the target.
Although as a specially trained agent, he has much higher physical and mental strength than ordinary people. Although he also uses special drugs for the target, he can intrude into a person's mental picture with such simplicity. He also met for the first time.
It seems that this little devil, just like his appearance, is a delicate flower raised from the greenhouse.
Before the consciousness was gathered, a strong aroma came.
The man opened his eyes, and even when he was strictly trained to remain calm, he stumbled for a moment when he saw something in front of him.
In front of me was a long table with almost no margins. On the table, a plate of delicious dishes with all colors and fragrances was placed.
This little ghost's mental picture ... is really special.
It was all eaten.
The man who saw such a chic mental picture for the first time couldn't help but question the order issued above.
Is there really a secret in this kind of ghost who is thinking about eating?
Although thinking so, the task must be completed.
The man sank, ignoring the tempting aromas on the dining table where the end could not be seen, and turned to look around.
The first thing to do now is to touch the spiritual body of the master of the spiritual picture.
Only by contacting the spiritual body can we penetrate deeper and deeper.
If this little ghost is so attached to food, the spirit body should be eating at the other end of the table.
He judged so, and walked along the long dining table.
Sure enough, before walking far, a vague figure was faintly seen ahead.
As soon as the figure saw him, he seemed to panic and turned to run. He immediately chased after him. This mental body is really too weak. When he exerted his strength, he easily caught up and grabbed the young man's hand.
okay!
The man thought, as soon as he pulled the boy hard, he wanted to make a deeper spiritual invasion.
But all of a sudden, the hand he dragged suddenly became transparent, and it became a splash of water.
The man froze for a moment, before looking up, before he could see the teenager's face, he saw that the figure in front of him turned into a water wave, and the splashing water wave was scattered on the side table, and the table suddenly melted into water— —
Oops!
The man reacted at the last minute.
fake! It's all fictitious!
This is not the spirit picture of that little ghost at all! It's the camouflage of the surface consciousness guarding the spiritual picture!
He didn't even infiltrate that little ghost ’s surface consciousness—
Without giving the man time to think, the splashing water suddenly turned into a huge wave.
The man's pupils shrank sharply into pinholes, and his eyes reflected the monstrous waves that snarled like monsters from all directions.
"Do not--!!!"
That was the moment when the huge waves swept through, and the man finally screamed in his consciousness.
After that last scream, the man's spirit was split to pieces by the unstoppable rushing wave.
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Forcing a person to spiritually harmonize, tearing the surface of the spirit and invading deep consciousness, will cause great harm to the person's spirit.
This behavior is equivalent to mental rape.
However, there is a special case.
Extremely rare.
Forcible spiritual co-ordination between one person and another without the consent of that person is considered a mental intrusion.
If the invaded person's mental strength is more than double that of the intruder, then the intruder will not only be unable to invade the person's mental state, but will be defeated by the surface consciousness of the person's guarding of the mental state.
This counterattack was completely passive, almost without the person's own knowledge.
If the person's mental strength is only twice that of the intruder, it will only cause minor mental damage to the intruder.
However, if the person's mental strength is beyond imagination, and it is several times more than the intruder, then it will completely defeat the intruder's spirit-in short, it will cause the intruder to become mentally ill and become an idiot.
Robin looked at the young child who was so sweet that he knew nothing about what was happening outside. He looked at the face that was childish and innocent, and his mood was a little complicated for a while.
He has always regarded this child as a weak person, like a pet animal.
Now thinking that this little ghost's mental strength is several times more than himself, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.
You know, the man who is now an idiot knows at a glance that he is a dead man with special training. Generally speaking, the mental strength of this agent is definitely not low, much stronger than ordinary people, even Robin is afraid to It is said that one's mental strength is much stronger than this kind of person, at least more than twice as strong, certainly not.
However, the man was smashed into an idiot by this seemingly harmless little ghost.
...
Robin was suddenly a bit lucky that when he wanted to be in harmony with Mute, he was stopped by BoSS.
Although Mute agreed at that time, he was not forcibly engaged in coherence, but in case the little ghost was unhappy or regretted halfway, as long as he slightly contradicted himself ...
Watching the man who was originally ingenious drooling at the moment, Robin's back froze for a moment.
Damn, this little ghost is simply terrible!
Before the adult mental strength, it is so strong that it can surpass the specially trained agents several times. Will you have it in the future?
This terrible mental power, I am afraid that he can only fight with his own BoSS is also inhuman.
Red Hair Major thought so, and subconsciously looked around at BoSS.
He turned his head, but only saw the back of his BoSS.
The young major general leaned down slightly and reached out to hug the sleeping boy crooked on the soft chair.
Maybe it was because he wasn't comfortable lying on the soft chair that he was hugging, the boy snorted softly, and his head resting against Troll's chest moved nervously.
On the side, Robin's eyes were about to protrude and watched his BoSS let the little ghost slap on his body, while his BoSS just slightly dangled his head, and the fine lacquered black hair was scattered around the corner of his eyes. The light eyelashes cast a light shadow in the dark blue pupils who looked at the boy in his arms, so that people could not see the traces of the eyes.
It wasn't until Mute's fluffy head nest fell into Troll's neck that he felt comfortable, and then he sat still.
At this time, Troll also opened his mouth.
"Robin."
"Yes!"
The stupid Red-haired Major was excited and stood still.
"I go to your room."
The black major general held the boy in his arms and turned to walk outwards.
He said, "You stay here and negotiate."
"No problem, BoSS, just leave it to me."
Robbin slammed his chest firmly.
"You coax that ... oh no, I mean, take a good rest and leave the rest to me!"
Alas, as his confidant of BoSS, how could he not guess what his BoSS would do next ...
Hehe hehe.