Chapter 137: Body Impact 1 (Thanks to Li Mingfang for waking up the leader)

The unvoiced curse, created by Xiao Xiao, quickly flowed out in Wang Yiyang's hands.
The quaint sound of the quaint simplicity like a bell, centered on him, spreads continuously around.
If it was the original Xiaoxiao at this time, she would have been weak because of her frailty.
But now here is Wang Yiyang who has received two injections in his body.
His physique has also undergone the steel breath method and the perceptual training of the hypnotist. Whether it is spiritual perception or physical resistance, it far surpasses Xiao Xiao.
So at this time, he launched a counterattack at the first moment.
The sound of the piano spread invisibly, isolating those cold and cold.
The Qingyin curse is like a wave of water, pushing away all the voices that are harmful to Wang Yiyang.
In the sound of the piano, countless sounds made unwilling growls, but their growls were suppressed by the sound of the piano.
The original Xiao Xiao was generally weak due to his weak constitution.
But Wang Yiyang did not have this problem.
He bounced fifty times in one breath.
The sound of the piano over and over.
The surrounding sounds growled from the beginning to the wailing, and finally the wailing disappeared.
All that was left was a difficult respite.
But Wang Yiyang is still playing.
His fingers were blurry, and painful waves came down to his mind along the tip of his fingers.
But since the surrounding environment has not changed, he has not left here, which means that the danger is not over.
So he didn't stop.
"Xiao Xiao, did you forget who saved you? It was me!"
"I've helped you kill everyone you want to kill!"
"I let you keep your purity, not stained by those garbage!"
"I have been protecting you since I was young! Protect you!"
"And now, you actually want to kill me !!!?"
The voice kept saying it over and over again, and its emotions became more angry and more irritable.
"Now you actually betray me !!!"
The sound came from all directions, they overlapped, as if not an individual at all, but countless.
Huh! !!
Suddenly, the zither in Wang Yiyang's hand suddenly stopped.
The voiceless spell stopped.
A string suddenly broke, and the play stopped abruptly.
Without any hesitation, Wang Yiyang quickly took out a bunch of players from his body and turned them on remotely.
Suddenly all players started playing the unvoiced spell.
Then he touched the black and quickly took out a handle-like purple fluorescent device on his body.
Snapped.
The device switch is pressed.
Huh! !!
Suddenly, the entire handle device vibrates and spreads in circles of invisible sound waves.
Suddenly the whole darkness was filled with this strong invisible sound wave.
This is an analog signal that he prepared in advance and calculated the unvoiced spell with sound waves of different frequencies.
Low-frequency unvoiced spell, high-frequency unvoiced spell, accelerated unvoiced spell, decelerated unvoiced spell.
All kinds of unvoiced mantras were mixed together instantly.
The invisible sound wave was like a radiation bomb, and the moment Wang Yiyang pressed the switch, it exploded.
"Do not!!!"
Something cracked in the dark.
The cold feeling just faded away and faded.
In its place was a gentle burst of warmth.
Wang Yiyang waited for a while, about five seconds later. The data bar finally appears.
‘Identity mission completed. ’
‘Start the countdown to return. ’
'Fives. ’
'four. ’
'three. ’
'two. ’
'One. ’
Alas.
Wang Yiyang suddenly lighted up.
He was still sitting on the sofa, unharmed, but with a lot of cold sweat. The clothes were soaked.
However, it doesn't matter. He is most concerned about what reward he will get if he passes the task by himself.
He immediately focused his eyes on the data bar.
‘Qin Ghost Xiaoxiao ’s identity mission is complete. ’
‘Quest rewards are drawn. ’
His data began to flow constantly in Wang Yiyang's vision, like a waterfall.
Mo waited for a few seconds.
The data stalled.
A new prompt appears.
‘I ’m done with the reward. Congratulations, you ’ve got the Qin Ghost Xiaoxiao: The perfect string sound talent. ’
"It's really this !!" Wang Yiyang didn't expect his luck to be so good.
I found this most valuable in a moment.
Surprised, he reacted quickly.
In fact, Xiao Xiao has not much ability to extract, most of which are ordinary skills such as piano, painting, calligraphy and painting.
These skills are too weak, maybe they are not recognized by the identity system, so the ability to be recognized is likely to be the same.
That's the string sound talent.
"In this case, it is almost inevitable that I got this talent." Wang Yiyang wiped the sweat from his face.
"No, there should be a talented sense of mutation. But that thing should be a cognitive influence, maybe I already got it."
Anyway, Yun Xiao's talent for string music is extremely perverted, and she can even develop a music such as the Qingyin curse by herself under the extreme threat.
In this way, he can combine this talent with the skills of a special hypnotist to study further sound hypnosis.
‘At the level of special hypnosis, hypnosis of humans has reached a certain limit. At this time, we need to move towards refined control. The main exercise direction is hypnotic animals. Find common formulas for biological hypnosis. ’
Wang Yiyang has the memories of Roy and Fein, two hypnotists, and naturally knows the future direction of development.
Now with the perfect level of string talent, his confidence in developing sound waves at hypnosis is also quite high.
He just hasn't waited for him to digest the reward he just got.
The data column of the identity system has again undergone new changes.
Rows of waterfall-like data symbols swipe down quickly.
Soon, after a few seconds.
A whole new line of characters is slowly brushed out.
"Initialization is complete, brass-level identities are generated"
After two seconds.
‘Identity is generated and loading begins’
‘A conflict in spatio-temporal mosaic was detected, like a mathematical reconstruction failure. ’
‘Beginning to appear sometimes empty’
‘Random identities begin to synthesize. ’
"In the data architecture"
‘Mosaic in time and space’
‘Identity synthesis is complete. ’
The system was silent for a moment.
Wang Yiyang was not impatient, he just sat quietly in the dark, motionless, holding his breath.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
‘You were born into a cruel and cold family. ’
‘Your talents make everyone feel filthy. Your talent makes everyone stand high. Your rights make everyone irresistible, and your looks dazzle everyone. ’
‘You are the son of the Duke of Sarnciman, and was one of the 13 brightest stars in the Black Velvet Empire. But these are all external illusions. ’
‘Everything others dream of is easy to find in your eyes. Life has long lost its meaning in your eyes and has become boring and boring. ’
‘So you leave the empire in search of peace in your heart. You remain anonymous and fight in the stars, fight, feel, experience.
You seek between life and death to find something that fills your inner emptiness. Unfortunately, you failed. You stand again, but still feel empty. ’
‘As time goes by, the holes in your heart are getting bigger and deeper. ’
‘Finally, you realize that if you ca n’t fill the void in your heart, one day you will swallow everything you see. ’
‘Identity Mission: Fill the four hollows of the noble silver son Heather Sarnciman: cold, cruel, lonely, arrogant. ’
‘Quest reward: Randomly gain a talent or ability controlled by Heather Saarnciman. ’
‘Warning: This task is an advanced system task. If the task fails, the advanced system penalty will be extended. ’
‘Warning: Once an identity is generated, it will be permanent. ’
‘Warning: How convenient are the benefits of identity, the risks that accompany them will be equal. ’
‘Warning: You have sixty days to go, and you are about to face a mission from Heather Sarnciman. ’
‘Warning: Until this mission is completed, no new identity will be synthesized. After this task is completed, it will enter the next stage of system synthesis: black iron. ’
A series of information, mixed with countless memories, countless pictures and sounds, feelings and knowledge, all poured into Wang Yiyang's mind.
He couldn't help but close his eyes.
The identity this time is not trivial, not in terms of ability, but in the amount of information.
Heather, the noble son of silver, is a legend in his own right, and his glorious life is just like a legend to ordinary people.
He was born prominently, and was once the only son of the Duke of the Star Aristocracy. Unfortunately, after the defeat and destruction of the Empire, he cruised in the sky alone, trying to find something to fill his heart.
He is the top elite warrior, the most powerful fighter technician, and a tactical commander with no opponent on the battlefield.
After revenge for the family, Heather's inner emptiness reached.
He became colder, more indifferent, and more lonely and cruel.
Simply put, it is that his condition is getting worse.
Wang Yiyang has Roy's empirical memory, and it is natural to see at a glance that this new identity, Heather, has a rather rare and difficult mental illness at all.
So he was looking for all kinds of stimuli, trying to fill the void in his heart.
But unfortunately, he all failed.
This is a poor and sad strong.
Wang Yiyang covered his forehead with his hands and slowly eased from the impact of a large amount of information.
Only in a short time, his subconscious will definitely be affected by Heather, which is inevitable.
Only when he uses his own life, repositions his identity, and divides boundaries again, can he return to normal.
With the increasing number of identities, Wang Yiyang now cherishes his identity and life that belong to the ontology mentality.
That was the anchor of his self-awareness.
As long as there is this anchor point, no matter how many identities he gets, he can still be himself without confusing himself.
So he kept talking about living a bland life. Has been moving in this direction.
‘Furthermore, there are actually advanced tasks this time, and a buffer time of sixty days is given at once. It seems that these four holes are not easy to do.’
Wang Yiyang looked at the four holes in the data bar.
The task of ambiguous words can be simple, but it can also be difficult.
Like the task of the killer Li Wei, it seems simple, in fact he has barely made more than half of the progress until now. It's more difficult than other tasks.