Chapter 290: Built 2

After absorbing the black feather giant's consciousness, the prison of thinking gradually penetrated into the deepest part of consciousness.
Wang Yiyang's heart moved.
Deep in his consciousness, he suddenly appeared in front of one of the cells in his mind.
In the cell, it was the black feather giant who was more than ten meters tall.
This giant is guided by countless hypnotic patterns, weakened by the energy rune of the cultivation system.
He kept hitting the wall, but he couldn't shake the gray wall reinforced by Wang Yiyang's consciousness.
Therefore, in helplessness, the giant can only be reduced to a continuous conscious food intake, absorbed by the prison of thinking.
"It works well."
Wang Yiyang nodded with satisfaction.
Although the whole prison of thinking is still very simple, but the effect is not lacking.
Successfully built good thinking prison, once completed, it will automatically have certain functions.
The thinking prison he built is to hold criminals thinking and absorb and strengthen themselves.
"After the outermost marking space is completed, the spiritual architecture will gradually be mapped into perception, and then mapped to the deepest part of consciousness.
Finally, a three-layer structure is formed.
Mark space, perception, consciousness. Three different types of existence can be held separately. "
"When the three-tier structure system is completely successful, it is the day when I formally become a spiritual architect."
Wang Yiyang was satisfied.
For him, this identity task, which is to spend some time, money and energy, is actually not difficult.
But the potential of the effect obtained is far greater than any other identity.
Mind building is a deeper advanced step for hypnotists.
After the integration of the two, it may bring unexpected surprises.
"The amount of black gas absorption in the second layer is too little for me now. And there are too many impurities.
The nine-fold limit theory given by the Hengji Sect is because it absorbs too much black gas impurities.
Even if it is purified, it is only slightly better, and black gas without any impurities cannot be perfectly purified. "
"Dark air can't get through this way of improving perception. Slowly practicing, I'm afraid that in less than ten years, I don't want to break through level 10. That's too long."
Wang Yiyang's thinking is very clear. The only key to shortening time is in thinking.
Theoretically, this prison of thought perfectly provides a condition for him to continuously hypnotize for a long time.
Even if he couldn't hypnotize others, he went to hypnotize every day and night.
After a long period of brainwashing, anyone can hypnotize what he wants.
"Like now." Wang Yiyang smiled.
He felt that his mind was in prison, and when absorbing the Black Feather Giant, he also gave him a trace of the power of pure soul.
In the words of the hypnotist and the mech division, the power of the mind is consciousness.
Consciousness, perception, flesh, and ternary system are not only used by hypnotists, but also mecha divisions.
Consciousness is the core, which determines the upper limit and speed of recovery. It improves and will simultaneously strengthen perception and body.
If the perception is too much, it will also stimulate the awareness of the reverse stimulation.
The physical body is stronger, it will also enhance perception.
The three are interlinked. affect each other.
Determined that the thinking building was successfully built, Wang Yiyang opened his eyes and looked at the other black feather giants who were afraid to come near.
"Since it's successful, grab more points."
His eyes shone strangely, and he looked at the black feather giant one by one.
All the giants stiffened and lost consciousness.
All their consciousness was instantly dragged into the prison of thought and imprisoned.
In a blink of an eye, dozens of giant black feathers around him were all detained.
Wang Yiyang stood among the giant black feather giants and looked around. Feel the loud roar that keeps coming out of the prison of consciousness in consciousness.
Just a trace of pure consciousness gradually became more and more at this time, converging into a small consciousness.
This consciousness is incomparably pure, continuous, perfectly integrated into his consciousness and become part of him.
The rise of consciousness drives the flesh and perception, and is promoted in synchronization.
At the same time, it is also stimulating Jindan to approach the limit.
"In comparison, it's equivalent to one more me. I practice every moment. I have more than doubled my practice time."
"The test is finished. You can try it in reality."
Wang Yiyang looked at the stiff black feather giants around him, and he was in a good mood.
In just one click, this prison of thinking increased his speed of practice and shortened his time to break through at least half of the tenth level.
It also comes with other more practical capabilities.
This time the status is considered a big profit.
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While Wang Yiyang is constantly testing his thinking prison.
Far in the Sumerian Empire, a remote town.
In the afternoon, the rice fields were like golden waves, which fluctuated with the wind.
At the edge of the field, a white-haired old man dressed as an old farmer, squatting by the mound and squatting fruit by a knife in his hand.
Behind him, a masked man wrapped in grey tights stood quietly, motionless, like a sculpture.
"The knight who was the strongest nation in the empire, now only works in his own fields, so he dare not risk his head?" The masked man whispered.
The old farmer stood still and stood up, biting the sharpened apple.
"Young man, where do you come from and where do you go back. This is not where you should come."
Although he retired from the position of the strongest national knight, it does not mean that his strength has also deteriorated.
The eighth-level knight is still one of the strongest beings on the planet.
At best, without state support, his ability to fight continuously will be insufficient.
"Sira Knight, I'm here to regret it for you." The masked man said lowly.
He turned to the side and the two stood side by side.
"Sorry for your strength, but you can only nest in such a place, no one will give up the pension.
You have devoted your life to this place, and in the end, the new strongest knight came to power and gave up on you.
You see, this is not fair. "
"You and I are all eighth-level, why bother with these inferior tactics, what do you want to do, just say so." Silas calmly said.
"My purpose is very simple. I plan to integrate the resources of the entire planet and build a group that only supports a few of us." Huilong said simply.
"That's impossible. This is a garden star. The hunting bow won't allow you to do this." Shira frowned.
From the eighth level to the ninth level, many resources are needed and the time is very long.
Therefore, many wandering eighth-level people will find suitable planets everywhere, establish power groups, and support themselves.
Three of Gelshine ’s eighth ranks all came this way. All are alien visitors.
It's just that there is another Huilong now.
Huilong smiled and said: "Gelhi star is developing well now, and wealth and resources also have a certain gathering value. Why not directly transform into a trading star?"
"Trade star? There are no resources needed by the outside world." Shiraz shook her head.
"Yes. We can sell people. Many reclaimed planets, but need a large population, to fill the number of people. Those retired consortium nobles, don't want to clone for short life.
Only natural persons can thrive and grow, and more and more, they are in short supply. Huilong said with a smile.
Silas was silent. Turned his head for the first time, staring at this suddenly masked man.
"Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Of course, just like when you secretly sold people to the 722 galaxy. Gee, a population of 150,000, how much resources are sold at a time? If it were not for your operation, level 8, it would not be so easy to break through."
Huilong smiled.
"You just made up something bad, just want to threaten me?" Shira's face froze.
"Whether it's made up? Shira Knight, why do you think I don't look for so many eighth grades, I have to come to you? Do you think I have no evidence?" Huilong still smiled.
Silas fell silent.
"The patrol fleet will not allow you to do this."
"The patrol fleet is also eighth level, do you think he is willing to be an eighth level in his whole life? A planet, tap all the potential of resources, and provide several ninth levels, it is okay."
Huilong seems to be fine.
"You can rest assured, patrol the fleet commander's side, I will solve it." He smiled.
"You haven't seen the commander, his strength is unfathomable. It's not so easy to deal with." Shira shook his head, and he was actually shaken.
As the other side said, he was not reconciled, the struggle failed, and the supply of resources was lost. He almost cut off the road of the ninth level.
And now, as long as there is any chance, before him, he will seize without hesitation.
"Relax, I'll solve it." Huilong calmed down. "A lot of things can't be solved just by looking at fists. People, rely on this."
He pointed to his forehead, his eyes deep.
"Before you succeed, I will not give you any promise." Shira said lightly.
"No problem." Huilong achieved his goal, which was the second eighth level he contacted.
Next, as long as the commander of the patrol fleet is settled, the conditions can be met.
He didn't believe it. Someone could resist the temptation to upgrade.
8th to 9th level, it takes a person a lot of time.
Not necessarily successful.
Therefore, his success rate is extremely high.
Of course, accidents cannot be avoided.
If something really happened.
Then he can only bear to kill the other party to avoid leaking.
Anyway, there are too many space pirates, so the commander of the patrol fleet who is killed is not a few. There is no shortage of such one.
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Near Gellhi Star.
Patrol fleet temporary base.
This is a rudimentary base created by the wreckage of a large number of pirate ships as material.
The so-called patrol fleet is actually only the white sand of Wang Yiyang, and there are more than a dozen pirate sevens that he has collected.
The entire base is like a huge gray disk, or a disk without a hole.
Everywhere is potholes, the ground is made up of the deck of the pirate ship.
Wang Yiyang walked out of the Baisha No. and walked along the base square to the flagpole.
On the flagpole are the flags of the Stars Council and a square flag with black stars and silver stars.
Ten or so seven-level reformers gathered lazily at the bottom, waiting for Wang Yiyang to come over.
"Commander, when will our patrol fleet be properly rectified? There is nothing, and it is useless to stay here all day long."
The captain of the team asked, an old man with a big beard and dark eyes asked.
His name is Matthews, and he is the only reformer in the crowd who is close to level 8 perception.
It is also the strongest one here except Wang Yiyang.
"I came here today to solve this problem." Wang Yiyang said calmly.
He wants to test whether his thinking is in prison, and whether it has any effect on transforming people.
"Matthews." He looked at each other.
When people hear their names, they instinctively look up in the direction of the call.
Although Matthews is a reformer, he still has this habit.
So he looked up to Wang Yiyang.
"in."
Then, there was a twist in his perceptron, and the transmitted picture and sound suddenly dimmed.
Suddenly the brain took a slight pause, seeming to be blurred for a moment.