Chapter 2452
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"It's said that if you sell these two buildings, you can buy an entire Chaos City." Meg stopped the flying car by the side of the road and looked at the buildings that shone with golden light under the sun.
"The currencies of the two worlds can't be circulated." Xi raised her doubts seriously.
"I'm just lamenting a little." Meg's eyes fell on the top floor of one of the buildings. It was said that the woman who owned the most expensive house in the Underground City lived on the top of the pyramid.
"From the intelligence, Akali is a fanatical groupie. She has more than three digits of fans, and none of them lasted for more than three days." Xi interrupted Meg's imagination.
"That's really the king of the sea kings!" Mag was shocked.
Xi brought Meg around Tucker City, and Meg gained a lot of knowledge.
After passing through a commercial street, Meg was holding an exquisite cake in his hand. He said as he ate, "I think if I open a restaurant here, I can become a tycoon in less than a year."
Xi nodded slightly. She did not think that Meg was boasting.
"Do you think the Underground City and the Norland Continent will go to war one day?" Meg suddenly turned to look at her and asked.
Xi thought seriously for a while and nodded. "It's entirely possible. In the army's regular exercises, there's a targeted exercise in this regard."
"You're really frank." Meg criticized in his heart, but his heart was heavy.
"This is a reserved project, not proposed by the marshal. Besides, even you can't guarantee that the Norland Continent won't covet the Underground City," Xi said.
"Yes, people are greedy." Meg nodded. He could not help but be tempted when he heard about the existence of the Divine Monument.
On the way back, Meg turned on microblogging for a while.
Horace's incident had evolved into various anti-harmony codenames, and it was still a hot topic on microblogging.
Microblogging's disgusting approach to this incident had also angered the majority of netizens.
Hence, on the official Dungeon petition website, there were more than ten million signatures for petitions such as "Remove the micropush!" and "Punish the micropush for irregularities!"
According to the process, these two petitions had already entered the stage of official investigation. It was probably going to be a headache for the micro-push department.
Apart from that, there was also the class representative's summary of the charcoal roasted lamb chop he made during the competition. It was made into a coherent instructional video, and the number of views had already exceeded 30 million.
Trying to make a charcoal grilled lamb chop at home had even become a new trend. With the participation of several influential food bloggers and celebrities, this event had also attracted many people to participate.
Because of this, the sales of the ovens in the Dungeon skyrocketed.
In the technologically advanced Dungeon, it wasn't easy to find an oven that could burn charcoal. It was even harder to find a suitable charcoal.
Meg clicked on a few videos of people crashing. Looking at the indescribable grilled lamb chops and the awkward but polite smiles on the faces of the people who shared the food, a smile appeared on his face.
Many of these people had never cooked before. Failure was a good start. At least they had tried it themselves.
After returning to the contestant's dormitory, Meg was about to ask the system for detailed information on Councilor Tam when he discovered that his believers had increased to 1210354, and it was still increasing at a rapid speed.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for achieving a million believers! "
The system's voice sounded, and it set off fireworks in Meg's mind.
"Can you not be so tacky?" Meg rolled his eyes. He couldn't stand the flashy fireworks in his mind.
"Isn't this a traditional celebration on Earth?" The system was innocent.
"Where's the reward? Where's the special reward that you mentioned previously? "Meg couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with the system.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Mind Controlling Art. Please check!"
Meg looked at the golden scroll that appeared in his mind and frowned. "Why did the style suddenly change to Xianxia? What's the Mind Controlling Art? Is it a Heaven Rank or Earth Rank technique? "
"Please don't ridicule the host. This Mind Controlling Art is a spiritual energy control cultivation technique. It's not immortal cultivation and has no rank. To a certain extent, you can understand it as a type of magic." The system explained.
"Magic? I'm a warrior. "Meg muttered in his heart, but he consciously opened the golden scroll.
A sea of information suddenly appeared and filled his mind. He was very familiar with this feeling, so he quickly adapted to it and began to study this technique that was highly valued by the system.
The so-called Mind Controlling Art, as the name suggested, was a type of spiritual energy control technique.
Although the system used magic to explain it, it was actually a method to control one's spiritual energy to affect the outside world. It was fundamentally different from using magic to manipulate various elements.
Of course, he wasn't too sure what a spiritual magician was like.
After the number of believers broke through a million, Meg could feel that his spiritual energy had become more condensed and abundant. It far exceeded the spiritual energy that he should have at his level.
And this Mind Controlling Art gave him a way to control this spiritual energy.
"Object Control" was the entry technique of the Mind Controlling Art. It was also a very practical technique.
Meg's gaze turned to the teacup on the side table.
Bang!
The teacup cracked.
Meg: "???"
Meg sat up and steadied his breathing. He followed the Mind Controlling Art's instructions and used his spiritual energy to look at the other teacup.
The teacup wobbled and flew up from the coffee table. Then, it uncontrollably crashed into the wall at the side and shattered into pieces.
"What the hell, it's so difficult to use." Meg looked at the cleaning robot that had come out from under the bed and was automatically cleaning the broken pieces on the floor. He took a piece of paper from the side and casually folded it into the shape of a sword. Then, he stared at the sword and began to practice Sword Flight.
Meg had tried to control his spiritual energy before and used it to his advantage. Sword Flight was one of his good tricks.
However, those were all tricks. Spiritual energy could only be used as a catalyst. The main thing was to rely on brute force to fly the sword.
The Soul Ruling Art provided a plan to use mental strength as a form of energy. Although mental strength was ethereal, when one mastered the method of using it, one would discover that when this ethereal energy gathered together, it was actually a power that could not be underestimated.
The paper sword flew in a crooked manner in the room. Sometimes it crashed into the wall, sometimes it crashed. But soon, it had some sense of direction and trajectory.
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The next morning, Meg, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes. A paper sword hovered between his eyebrows, revealing its sharpness.
(End of Chapter)
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