Chapter 164: Exploration 2
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Thousands of Hearts (Myriads of Identities)
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- 2021-03-01 12:32:05
The sound of unvoiced spells kept flowing.
Although the voice is suppressed to the man, it is not as loud as the little boy before.
He climbed up again hard, growling and continued to rush to Wang Yiyang.
"Just for you to try out the new skills I have merged."
Wang Yiyang's body bowed slightly, and Guzheng turned around and put it to his side.
Step on one foot.
Huh!
He rushed out and slammed into the other man.
Guzheng spun and tossed, and the strings were pulled by his five fingers, and he left the case with a poke, becoming several times longer.
"Chord one."
He suddenly let go of his fingers and his body crossed the man.
Huh! !!
Suddenly, the note music belonging to the voiceless spell was played out quickly.
The strings are like black high-speed whip, and they are constantly shooting at the man.
Harsh piano sounds, ejected strings, and guzheng rotating at high speed.
Wang Yiyang wrapped his arms around and gently hugged Guzheng into his arms.
All strings rebounded silently and returned to their original shape.
He turned to look at the weird man.
The other side was motionless, and stood stiff.
Wow.
Suddenly, the entire body of the man was fragmented like porcelain, emitting black smoke, and then evaporated quickly.
In a moment, it disappeared.
"The research results of Luosheng Group are not bad. Just find the maximum destruction frequency of this monster, and then use the voiceless spell to attack quickly, and you can solve the opponent in an instant."
Wang Yiyang watched the black smoke turned by the man, gradually flying and disappearing into the air.
He turned and started searching in the villa.
According to his actual data, this villa here is a young boy who just moved in. There are no elderly people.
It was just that Wang Yiyang had studied the laws of this world before.
Although seemingly irrelevant here, there is still a deep connection.
"The villa here, the last owner, I remember it is a bad old man who loves money, and has died before.
Could it be that the weird man who just died is the original owner of the villa? "
Wang Yiyang speculated.
He wandered around the villa, all the drawers and safes were opened and rummaged, except for a pile of gold and coins, which were not used, and nothing else.
Out of the villa, he looked up at his watch.
"That's it for today. It's almost time."
After exploring for so long, he killed two monsters. One is the little boy before, and the other is the old coin man.
"According to the previous rule, I should kill the old coin man and I should also get a perceived increase."
Back to my villa, I was sure there were no other problems.
Wang Yiyang sat down on his second-floor reclining chair, placed the zither on the side of the chair, and gently took out the gray ears of the radio in the pocket on the inside of his clothes.
Frequency-shifting the gray ears for a while, and soon he found the frequency of the real marking space.
Closing his eyes, Wang Yiyang focused his perception, all contracted, and aimed at the radio in his hand.
Then a bang, all perception spread like an explosion, rushing into the radio frantically.
He was spinning in his head, and there was a burst of dizziness.
After a few seconds. Wang Yiyang opened his eyes again, he was right in the middle of his bedroom.
Here is his marking space.
"Scattered."
He whispered.
All the surrounding scenes suddenly look like oil paint dyes, twist and rotate, and countless colors are stirred together, and then quickly become black and dark.
Wang Yiyang opened his eyes again. This time is really back.
He heard the whistle of a car horn outside, the melodious piano music in the room, and the chirping of birds and birds outside the door.
"This harvest is good, verifying the power of the fusion skill just completed. This battle method is slightly more troublesome for monsters, but if you are an ordinary person, you don't have to play the voiceless spell.
To ordinary people, now he just plays the strings casually, and he can easily hypnotize them.
Combat, guzheng, hypnosis, the combination of the three, under the increasingly powerful perception and control of Wang Yiyang, the power is getting stronger and stronger.
"Xinyi's move is completely aimed at the monsters in the mysterious world. I also need to improve my response when facing hot weapons."
Wang Yiyang stood up from the reclining chair and suddenly felt a pain in his head.
"Sure enough, my perception has improved again. And it's bigger than last time."
He covered his forehead, and after a while of patience, his brain adapted slightly to the increase in perception.
When it was determined that it would not affect the action, he went to the desk and pulled out the tool chart for testing from the desktop.
Calculate carefully according to the tool diagram. He quickly came up with his newly elevated perception value '46'.
"Upgrading from 36 to 46 to kill a geek has actually increased my perception by 10."
Wang Yiyang's heart vibrated, no wonder he felt a headache, and instantly raised so many perceptions that everyone would have a headache.
"I just don't know if there are any side effects of this massive improvement."
Wang Yiyang didn't believe that there was a free lunch in this world, and the substantial increase for no reason was very suspicious in itself.
"Fortunately, the methods and techniques of perceptual purification are also mentioned in the classics of hypnosis. The system of Shen Zhixin has a comprehensive accumulation of knowledge about perception."
Wang Yiyang thought about it, quickly flipped on the bookshelf, and quickly found a thin yellow booklet.
Open the booklet, which contains a collection of lyrical prose poems, written by anonymous.
Of course, in the eyes of others, this is an anthology of poetry, but in Wang Yiyang's eyes, the above text, using the internal password dedicated to Shen Zhixin, is compiled as another story.
Keep reading this story, and let the spirit follow the story in the story, travel, rotate, and float.
Twenty minutes later, Wang Yiyang slowly closed the booklet.
He felt a groggy head.
"A whole-hearted and concentrated reading of stories. If the spirit feels drowsy, it means that there are too many perceived impurities, which may affect the mental state.
It seems that this surge of perception enhancement does have strong sequelae. "
Wang Yiyang knew it.
It's good to find the problem. He was afraid that he couldn't detect the problem, so it was troublesome.
"There are too many perceived impurities, and there are many solutions, but most of them require a long time to focus, which is not convenient for my current situation.
So, choose the easiest way. Use the sense of life and death crisis, erupt all perceptions, and then use the tremendous pressure of life and death to refine in the desperate situation. "
Perceived impurities means that perception may be insufficiently concentrated.
As a hypnotist, once the perception is not concentrated, it means that the success rate of hypnosis and psychological cues is decreased.
This is a fatal weakness.
So it must be made up.
Of course, the pressure and crisis on the front line of life and death are easy for others to find.
But for today's Wang Yiyang, his status, strength, and power have determined that it is difficult for him to encounter the state of life and death.
However, as a special case with many identity memories, as a hypnotherapist with deep heart, he naturally has his own method.
"When the perception breaks through fifty, it begins to perceive purification."
Return the booklet to the shelf.
Wang Yiyang went to the bathroom, took off his clothes, and took a shower.
Slightly hot water moistened his body along his hair.
As the water stains flowed, a strange blood red pattern began to appear on his skin.
The dense pattern, like a snake and a worm, is more like an ancient symbol of sacrifice.
This is the hypnotic symbol that he reprinted on his body.
There is also the face.
In order to prevent all remote assassinations.
These symbols may seem weird, but they are extremely effective.
With his current accomplishments, these symbols can allow his sniper to sniper from a long distance, and at the moment of shooting, the sight of the target deviates.
Even assassination at close range, there will be a visual drop due to the pattern, causing a miss.
This kind of advance preparation, he intends to solidify on the body for a long time.
"Perceived above 50 is the red stage. I'm 46, and the progress is too fast. On the one hand, the experience and memory help of Roy and the hypnotist Fein, on the one hand, is the harvest in that mysterious world.
Wang Yiyang is still thinking about the existence principle of that mysterious world.
Cuckoo Cuckoo.
The phone ringing interrupted him.
He reached over the cell phone in front of the mirror and pressed to connect.
"Are you back to the movie star?" Su Xiaoxiao's voice came from the microphone.
"Well, I just came back, and I'm going to find you." Wang Yiyang's face showed an unconscious smile.
"Is that free this afternoon? Let's go to the show together!" Su Xiaoxiao seemed completely unaffected by the previous incident in Guixi Town, and his mood was quite normal.
"Yes, where is the show?"
"Xintiandi International Trade City. I heard that several well-known osers are coming. And my favorite Qiao Xue!" Su Xiaoxiao was a little excited.
"Yes, there are a lot of authentic snacks near Xintiandi. After shopping, we can try them together to see if there are any new restaurants." Wang Yiyang added.
Getting along with Su Xiaoxiao made him feel very relaxed, and at the same time he planned to test to see if he could fill Heather's four holes.
The demon cannot be found. But life goes on. He has sent a message to the two spirit officials over the Three Spirits Palace. Explained the devil's escape.
There have been promises to send someone to deal with it.
Generally speaking, as long as the demon spirit out of trouble does not cause damage in a large area, the Sanling Palace is bothered to ignore it.
The reason for sending people this time is obviously to see the two second-generation noodles that have made good contact with Wang Yiyang and make a routine inspection.
Hanging up the phone, Wang Yiyang and Su Xiaoxiao made an appointment. At 2 pm, they met on time at the gate of Xintiandi.
At the end, Su Xiaoxiao also sent her a new osplay photo.
In a goose-yellow room, she was wearing a soft yellow student skirt, her legs wrapped in thick black tights, and her slender legs crossed.
Sitting on a chair, her skirt was short enough to cover a small thigh, and a white note was biting in her mouth.
The note read: Fetion News anchor number 1447298. Those who love me quickly pay attention.
"" Wang Yiyang was speechless. This guy couldn't stay at home at home, but he was playing the anchor.
He recognized the character as if he was a beautiful girl in a school cartoon, and he forgot his name. After all, he has been busy since he got the identity system.
Life is full.
"The skirt is too short." He quickly texted back.
Back in seconds.
"Hey hey, I knew you would say that, lie to you, I wouldn't post such photos online to others."
"Will you come out in this afternoon?" Wang Yiyang continued to ask.
"How is that possible? Rest assured, I pack it tightly! However, if you want me to wear it like this, it is not impossible."
You can feel Su Xiaoxiao's shy mood across the screen.
This beautiful mood seemed to be contagious, so that Wang Yiyang didn't feel that his mouth was bent.
He could feel the four holes in his heart, two of which were slowly being filled.
The two voids are cold and lonely.