Chapter 156: Positioning 2

Wang Yiyang expressionless, took off the beam cutter, and walked towards the door.
He pressed the switch.
Alas.
Suddenly, a sharp blue light beam was emitted from the muzzle of the cutter.
The beam is more than three meters long, like a translucent blue aurora sharp blade, which constantly emits amazing heat.
"A jet lasts only five seconds, which is enough."
Wang Yiyang looked at the safety indicator on the cutter, released the switch, and walked to the gate.
He stopped at the door and pointed the cutter's muzzle outside.
Click.
The door opened.
The little blond boy stood outside the door, staring at Wang Yiyang, expressionless.
puff!
Suddenly he rushed forward, a flutter, and caught Wang Yiyang.
At this moment, a light blue light beam spewed out at the same time, forming a light blue sharp blade in the air, which accurately punctured the little boy's chest.
"The Federation's most advanced and powerful individual melee weapon. Enjoy it."
Wang Yiyang held the beam cutter, his muzzle flickered, and the light blue beam suddenly swept in the air. Try to cut the opponent into pieces.
But a scene that surprised him appeared.
The light blue beam did hit the little boy's chest, but it had no effect except to leave a black mark on him.
"Damn!" Wang Yiyang immediately knew it was wrong, released the switch button, and smashed the beam cutter directly.
The barrel collided with the little boy, knocking him back a few steps temporarily.
During this time, Wang Yiyang immediately took off the zither behind. Hold the piano with one hand, and hold the strings with one hand.
One wave.
Huh! !!
The crisp and pleasant sound of the piano sounded like thunder, and it kept echoing in the practice hall and corridor in an instant.
Wang Yiyang did not pause, playing the unvoiced curse from Qin Gui Xiao Xiao with one hand.
He had never tried playing the piano with one hand, but the perfect level of string talent allowed him to manipulate it for the first time.
The sound of the Qingyin curse constantly flows out of the strings.
Wang Yiyang quickly backed away, and flew away again from the little boy.
But this time, the effect was apparent.
The little boy's movements slowly slowed down. After he emptied, he lay on the ground at least twice as slowly as before.
And as the unvoiced spell continued to play, the boy's body also began to change.
Gradually, cracks began to appear on his fair skin. The cracks were dark, and black smoke was seeping inside.
A brain climbed from the ground, and the little boy continued to take several steps towards Wang Yiyang.
But he didn't go far, and there were more and more cracks in his body.
Wow.
With a crisp sound, the little boy suddenly collapsed, like a piece of broken porcelain.
A lot of black smoke escaped from him.
Then the fragments of the boy's body were turned into countless black smoke and scattered.
Within a few seconds, Wang Yiyang was empty in front of him, and he could no longer see a trace.
The piano sound stopped abruptly.
Wang Yiyang's fingers stopped on the strings, his breathing was short, and his body was covered with cold sweat.
He didn't know what would happen to the little boy and he didn't want to know.
When he saw that modern weapons had no effect at all, he realized the problem and took the guzheng for the first time.
"As a result, I won."
He stood in place, feeling like he was working out to the limit, exhausted.
"This place shouldn't stay long. Go back and prepare first, and then come back and explore carefully."
It was just a little boy who was casually encountered. It was so difficult. He planned to take a rest first, and next time he was well prepared, he came to explore here.
After making a decision, Wang Yiyang took out the gray ears of the radio from his jacket pocket and began to FM.
Grey ears have been here ever since, although they are still open, the sound becomes extremely low. If you don't pick them up and lean against your ears, you won't hear anything.
Wang Yiyang picked it up, pressed it against his ear, and slowly tuned it to find the frequency to go back.
In the hissing current, he quickly found the minute clock second hand ticking.
It was a clear sound from a large clock hanging in his bedroom, mixed with the sound of a TV show.
The TV in his bedroom was still on. It should be the sound there.
"should be no problem."
Determined the frequency.
Wang Yiyang stood in place, closed his eyes, slowly adjusted his breathing and adjusted his perception.
All sensations begin to contract, contract, return to their bodies without feeling everything outside.
Then silent.
Then again, it erupted instantly.
boom! !!
He suddenly exploded all his perceptions and tried his best to feel everything around him.
At the same time, consciousness guides perception, maintains, and rushes to the frequency of positioning.
Alas.
Wang Yiyang opened his eyes.
He didn't know when he had re-sit on the bamboo chair on the balcony.
"Here, it should be my engraving space." He quickly distinguished the surroundings, and his perception began to drain quickly and normally.
The engraving space is a rather fragile imagination space. It only needs a little more interference to completely collapse.
Wang Yiyang's spirit only fluctuated slightly, and the surrounding engraving space slowly dissipated and turned back into darkness.
He opened his eyes again.
This time, it is really back to reality.
Beyond the balcony, the distant sea reflects the white light of the lighthouse, and a boat, an aircraft, is entering and exiting the port of the island.
He breathed a long breath and raised his watch for a moment.
It's been so long ... "He frowned.
Wang Yiyang remembered that when he started marking practice, it should be less than 9 o'clock.
"Any hour faster?"
He calculated the time he spent in that mysterious world.
"Such a long time ...... reasonably, my marking practice should have reached its limit ..."
He began to feel his physical condition carefully.
Physical energy is consumed and exhausted, but spirit and perception seem to be quite abundant. It's like never consumed.
"And ... perception has grown so much!" Wang Yiyang was suddenly surprised.
He has previously converted the data of perception to the different stages of the hypnotist, and divided the stages of sensory data.
This can roughly distinguish between different levels.
Before he was traveling abroad, his perception was only 26.
When I was in my hometown, my perception only increased by two points to 28.
It stands to reason that in such a few days, it is unlikely to make much progress.
But Wang Yiyang now clearly felt that his perception was much stronger than an hour ago.
He quickly pulled out a psychometric chart to test perception.
It was an ultra-complex color map made by himself, which could test at least all perceptual numbers below 50.
Above 50, it is difficult to measure. Because it belongs to the red hypnotherapist stage.
He didn't reach the red stage, so many details about that stage were not clear. It is not easy to make a measurement chart.
Holding the measurement chart, Wang Yiyang stood in front of the bookcase and carefully tested it.
Soon, the measurement results came out.
"36 ?! So much longer !?"
Wang Yiyang was shocked.
This is not normal.
With one marking practice, you increase 8 points of perception!
If this comes several times, he can break through to the red stage in a few days and reach bishop level in a month, which is incredible.
Wang Yiyang, who felt abnormal, began to test his perceptual data according to the method of the hypnotist to see if there was anything abnormal.
Then look at the biochip to determine if other aspects of his body are normal.
As a result of the test, everything is normal.
"It seems most likely related to the weird frequency world I entered."
He guessed.
Perception has been greatly improved, which is good for him.
One night, he was constantly adapting to the perception of ascension, and did not continue to enter that strange frequency world.
On the one hand, it is worried that other changes may occur, and the means to be prepared are not well prepared. On the other hand, I am afraid that the perception will be abnormal again, and we must continue to observe to see if there is any change in the enhanced perception.
Early the next morning.
After washing, Yang Yiyang finished the exercises, drank the hot milk, and boarded a private jet directly to the city of Yefarah, the Sumulian Empire.
At 10:30 in the morning, we arrived at the Black Cotton Airport in Yefarah.
Then change the aircraft. In the aircraft cabin, change the dress and arrange the appearance.
Responsible for helping Wang Yiyang manage the image, is the long-term special image design master of Mister Public Relations Department, Ms. Dai Sha.
"Don't make it so troublesome, just come to a meeting." Wang Yiyang has been fiddled with for more than half an hour, and has been impatient.
"The annual Heishan Ju conference determines the allocation and optimization of all medical resources worldwide. It also determines the market division of each sector.
The guests you face are not only the top tycoons in various countries, but also the top global wealthy spokespersons.
If there is rudeness on the appearance of the image, it will not only affect the distribution of Mistre's resources, it may even make the organizers unhappy. "
Ms. Dai Sha was serious. She carefully measured the distance of the gem pin on Wang Yiyang's chest with a ruler.
Then fix it with special invisible glue.
This gown worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, will wear out this time.
In order to attend the so-called banquet this time, Wang Yiyang was quite dissatisfied.
He felt too wasteful.
Even with a new identity, Heather, as the son of the Duke, there are few such wastes.
In his view, luxury and waste are often not the same.
"Don't be dissatisfied, the previous chairmen will only do more solemnly than you when you attend this banquet."
"Okay." Wang Yiyang said no more.
The aircraft quickly slowed down, and docked in front of a square palace supported by a platinum cylinder.
Outside the palace, there are two rows of guards of honor in red uniforms, holding rapiers, and pointing obliquely to the ground in front of them to welcome all visitors.
Wang Yiyang disembarked the aircraft. This was his first time. While everyone knew his identity, he did not cause focus in public.
He was on the red carpet, along with three other men in suits and leather shoes, and did not walk through the guard of honor, but in the melodious sound of musical instruments, he entered the palace hall of white gold like ordinary people.
Many people were already present in the hall.
There are more men and fewer girls, all of them wear various dresses, and there is a touch of leisure in the solemn atmosphere.
There are four huge tables over ten meters long in the hall, with exaggerated seafood dishes.
In the middle of all the tables, there is a whole roast beef on a metal table.
"This year's banquet is the theme of barbecue." As Wang Yiyang observed the surrounding environment, a voice behind him suddenly interrupted his attention.
The voice was a female voice, and seemed a little older, with kindness and tenderness.
Wang Yiyang turned around and saw an old lady in a pearl white ceremonial dress, holding a light green drink in her forehand, smiling at the roast beef in the middle.