Chapter 453: Use 1

If the function of eternal silk thread is effective, Wang Yiyang intends to use its particularity to connect himself with a part of the old god.
The old rat-headed didn't seem to be seen by the existence above his head, so he dared to do it so casually.
But it only ends here, he must be careful before the void gate is completed.
This universe is much larger than the stars, who knows how much trouble is hidden.
Early the next morning.
Wang Yiyang sent Jayne and Mirissa out of the villa and let them go home.
And Mi Lisha's parents also returned home early, and the family cried with each other's headaches and wept with joy.
Although they don't know who rescued them because of hypnosis, Wang Yiyang helped Mi Lisha. This is the previous fact.
So the two took Mi Lisha together and gave gifts to thank you.
Wang Yiyang accepted their hearts politely.
This matter has come to an end.
And the node he valued, Jayne Potter, started his own relocation plan.
Wang Yiyang began to study how to make a person willingly devote and burn all of his own.
Especially when it is completely voluntary, not hypnotic.
To this end, he made a special trip to the local university and found Haru, an old professor who studies psychology.
"About your question, the answers I can get are very limited." The old professor sat by the window sill, holding his reading glasses, and answered slowly.
"Human is a very complex animal, and human psychology is a very changeable environment. You can't ask people to be consistent forever.
Because the external environment is changing, and the human heart will also change with foreign objects. So your question itself is not valid. "The old professor replied word by word.
"So, what is the psychology of those who voluntarily dedicate everything to their ideals?"
Although Wang Yiyang is also a master of hypnotism, he is more inclined to learn from local scholars about the system and experience of people here in psychology.
After all, the cultural environment and the society of people are different.
Therefore, the old professor who has studied here for decades can definitely give him a better and more complete understanding of the psychology of the people here.
The old professor sighed.
"In history, there have been many such idealists. The reason why they can overcome the physical instinct and the fear of death, I think, to a large extent, it is emotion and impulse that are acting on them."
"Emotion and impulse?"
"Yes." The old professor nodded. "Some people rely on emotions to forcibly suppress their own instinctive fears. The emotions they rely on are durable, strong, and unwavering. They substitute themselves into a kind of martyrs or victims. In order to make my own death more meaningful, so as to realize the promotion of self-worth.
In the end, the sublimation of self-worth brings them an incomparable sense of self-satisfaction, which can overcome the fear of death. "
"Is there another one?" Wang Yiyang had realized this when he heard this. This point is also very similar to the stars.
"There is also an impulsive personality. This type of person is easily influenced by short-term strong emotions, and thus ignores everything and ignores death.
This kind of person is much simpler, that is, the impulsive personality that we say is easy to get up. "
The old professor explained with a smile, "In fact, when I was young, I had such an impulsive personality, but now that I am older, I know that I have adjusted."
He looked at Wang Yiyang sitting on the sofa by the door, took out a cigarette from the drawer, and gently stuffed it into his pipe.
"Would you like some?"
"No, thanks. I don't smoke." Wang Yiyang shook his head, "I probably understand. Thank you for your explanation this time. This is a little bit of care."
He stood up, put his hat on, and gently took out a small paper bag from his pocket and placed it on the office desk.
"You are polite. You can come here to ask questions at any time. If you are interested, I will open classes here every week in the school lecture hall. You can come and listen."
The old professor smiled and put away the red envelope.
"Okay." Wang Yiyang nodded.
Get out of the office.
He walked down the stairs of the teaching building.
I already have a certain plan for the three nodes in the task.
Jain can start with feelings.
This young man attaches great importance to commitment and affection, so this is easy to achieve.
And the other two.
Seneca Thrall, Belanciman Ben.
The two have different personalities and need other solutions.
After leaving the university, Wang Yiyang quickly set out to locate the largest local consortium-the Ken Consortium.
The Ken Consortium controls most of the minerals, supermarkets, shopping malls, and automobile industries in Beilian City.
It is the strongest capital second to none.
Wang Yiyang rode a rental carriage without stopping all the way to the Ken Building in the city center.
This is a 30-story building invested and built by the Ken Consortium.
It is also a landmark in the entire Beilian City.
From a distance, you can see that there are many guards and security guards guarding this building.
The office workers who came in and out were well-dressed and looked human, far more decent than the people working in other buildings.
Wang Yiyang even sensed a weird breath from the surrounding security guards.
Although it is very faint, it is obviously a breath that surpasses mortals.
"Sure enough, the capital that can dominate a place has special powers of varying degrees." Wang Yiyang understood it in his heart, and after paying the money, he slowly got out of the car.
Slowly walked towards the entrance of the building.
"Please show your access card?" The guard at the door stopped him.
"Here." Wang Yiyang flicked his finger, and suddenly a pure white card suddenly appeared at his fingertips.
"Okay, please come in." The security nodded and passed.
He never thought that someone might pretend, because here is the Ken Consortium, a behemoth that eats black and white in the body.
Those who dare to make trouble here will lose sight of the sun tomorrow.
Wang Yiyang put away the card, which was just a temporary illusion he imitated the others.
On the surface, he has a card in his hand, but in fact he has nothing in his hand.
Walking slowly into the building, Wang Yiyang looked around the first floor.
In the empty hall, there are piles of black leather sofas, and the huge crystal chandeliers are heavy and crystal clear like works of art.
There are bookshelves and coffee machines in the corner for people to rest and read.
He paused and went straight to the elevator going upstairs.
The elevator here is quite old-fashioned, with a man standing outside and manipulating it.
"Which floor are you going to?" The elevator master asked Wang Yiyang softly.
"What floor is the general manager's office?" Wang Yiyang asked rhetorically.
A strange look flashed in his eyes.
"Tenth floor." The elevator master replied softly with a wooden look.
Soon, the elevator door opened and Wang Yiyang walked in slowly.
After a while, exit the Ken Building.
Wang Yiyang walked out with a smile on his face. He quickly got into a white car that had been waiting for a long time and drove away.
Inside the car.
The middle-aged man sitting in the co-pilot, dressed in leather and shoes, had an extraordinary temperament. At this time, he respectfully reported to Wang Yiyang.
Therefore, information about the Ken Consortium came out one by one in his mouth.
"Stop, I don't want to listen to these nonsense. Find out all the information about these two people."
Wang Yiyang condensed the appearances of the two behind, Seneca and Belansiman into a illusion, and showed it to the middle-aged man.
This person is the controller of the entire Keen Consortium in Beilian City, the underground emperor of Beilian City, Doura.
Doella looked at the photo.
"You can rest assured that at this time tomorrow, information about them will be automatically placed on your desktop."
"Well, if you do a good job, I will give you a little reward first."
Wang Yiyang didn't actually hypnotize him, but simply used longevity and strength as temptations to forcibly lure the opponent over and obey him.
Duowei Ram was overjoyed and nodded quickly.
"Thank you, sir!"
"Well, besides, I need you to mobilize manpower and financial resources to build this."
Wang Yiyang stretched out his finger, a little farther away.
Suddenly an intangible message flooded Duoila's mind.
He quickly understood the material, size, and style of the void gate to be built.
"The subordinate will be able to do it soon," he replied solemnly.
"Very well, I will keep watching you." Wang Yiyang smiled.
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Seneca is a nurse.
She likes to sit at the end of the corridor of the hospital after work every day, looking at the night view outside the window, in a daze.
She is very beautiful, has a good figure, her slender legs are hidden under a white nurse's uniform, and her every move is full of attractive girlishness.
So many people pursued her in the hospital, but in the end she refused.
Because she knows her purpose.
She is a very ambitious person, and an ordinary life is not enough to meet her needs.
To find, she also wanted to find a man with powerful power.
She don't want to live such a poor and ordinary life!
Absolutely not.
Seneca sat at the end of the corridor, looking out the window quietly as always, while stretching her legs, leaning against the chair, wrapped in the beautiful legs of nurse Baisi, constantly attracting the attention of everyone passing by in the corridor.
This is also one of her goals-to fully show herself.
On weekdays, many people also bring money to strike up a conversation.
Today is no exception.
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady." A handsome, well-dressed blond man with very noble behavior and words stopped slowly beside her.
"My name is Tusi. The moment I passed by and saw your figure, I think I saw the kind stars at night. You are so beautiful that my eyes cannot be used for any other way!
So I can't hold back the joy in my heart, I want to come forward and get acquainted with you. "
The man's voice has an inexplicable aria, and her voice is also her favorite type.
Seneca just raised her head, and the moment she saw the other party, she became intoxicated.
The other person is actually the perfect type that she has always longed for in her heart.
Coupled with the exquisite and exquisite clothing on her body, it perfectly meets her economic conditions for finding a match.