Roland felt that he had gone too far.
Just now, Vivian's mental power was like a veil, and he could feel it when he touched the back of his hand. Now that he had entangled her with a few tentacles of his mental power, wouldn't he be hugging her?
Also, the perception of his mental power had almost seen everything on her body.
The atmosphere in the study was getting more and more awkward. Vivian's face was already reddening.
Roland could only pretend that nothing was wrong and said slowly, "I have some personal business to take care of. You can go back to your room and take a rest."
Vivian nodded, turned around, and ran away like a little rabbit.
Roland heaved a sigh of relief. He was not a virgin. When he was in college, he had had girlfriends and eaten meat.
Later, they broke up amicably because of their work in different places after graduation. Different from his ex-girlfriend who was flexible, this Vivian was obviously a more innocent girl, so she was so shy that Roland was rather embarrassed.
He didn't mean to see her body.
Sitting on the chair for a while, Roland went to the window and opened it.
The wind blew in. This was the eighth floor of the Magic Tower, which was about forty meters above the ground. Every floor of the Magic Tower was about five meters high.
The Magic Tower was already the tallest building in the city. Standing in front of the window, Roland could see the whole city clearly even though he was at such a high altitude.
Looking at the pedestrians in the distance like ants, Roland was once again curious about the so-called spiritual power.
Then, he divided the water ball in his consciousness into more, thinner, and longer tentacles, and extended them up, down, left, and right in all directions.
Those mental tentacles could not only pass through ordinary matter easily, but they could also spread very fast.
Not long after, with him as the center, a Spiritual Energy 'sphere' with a diameter of about 130 meters or so was formed.
It had already enshrouded the entire Magic Tower.
Within the range of the mental tentacles, Roland could "see" everything.
He could sense the magic apprentices' surprise and the structure of the Magic Tower at the same time. Of course, the mental tentacles didn't entangle anyone this time.
However, this wondrous feeling didn't last long. Then, Roland's vision darkened.
Roland was forcibly ejected from that state of consciousness. Then, he felt as if his head was about to explode. His body swayed a few times and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he subconsciously reached out and held onto the wall.
"This doesn't make sense." Roland groaned in pain. He held the wall with one hand, bent over, and gasped for breath. Because of the intense pain, sweat dripped from his forehead and cheeks like raindrops. "Didn't you say … I only felt one-tenth of the pain? Why is it so painful?"
Roland felt as if a finger was stirring his brain vigorously, and he even slapped his own head in pain.
After a while, he finally felt that his head wasn't as painful as before. He supported himself against the wall and slowly walked to a chair to sit down.
After resting for a while, Roland finally felt that his head was much better. It was no longer as unbearable as before, and his messy breathing also gradually calmed down.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Vivian's slightly worried voice came from outside. "Branch Leader, are you alright? We suddenly felt your spiritual power collapse just now."
Spiritual power collapse? Roland finally found that the thing that looked like a water ball in his sea of consciousness was gone.
Now, it was replaced by a tiny drop of water.
So that's why!
It seemed that mental power was connected to one's real "consciousness" in reality. His body in the game was "fake," but his own consciousness was real.
Otherwise, there was no way to explain why one-tenth of the pain didn't work.
"It's fine. I'm just testing the application of mental power," Roland replied in a very casual voice. "You can continue with your own business."
"Okay!" Vivian replied again. Then, her footsteps gradually became softer and softer.
Roland leaned against the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
About half an hour later, his head didn't hurt anymore, and the "mental power" in his consciousness had been restored to the original size of the big water ball, and it seemed to have grown a little bigger.
Roland continued testing the use of mental power.
This time, he didn't spread out all his mental power like before. Instead, he only extracted a few threads of mental power at a time.
He tested and recorded bit by bit.
Very soon, he got a statistic.
When the size of the ball of mental power was reduced to half of its original size, his head would ache vaguely.
Also, when he used a spell in such a situation, the spell would become extremely unstable.
Even Hand of Magic, a spell that Roland was already proficient at and as simple as breathing, couldn't take shape until several seconds later.
If his mental power was further weakened, it was possible that he couldn't even condense magic elements.
Time passed quickly while he was doing experiments.
The features, effects, and side effects of mental power were all tested and recorded by Roland. Then, he made them into simple mathematical models and deduced data to verify more unknown features.
Looking at the useful data and the proof of his arguments, Roland was too fascinated by the data to extricate himself.
He wasn't woken up from the data experiment until time stopped in the game world.
Exiting the game and crawling out of the virtual cabin, Roland warmed up his body. It was still early at six in the morning. He turned on his computer and browsed the game forum.
It was also the most active time for the players.
Having just gotten out of the game, they naturally had a lot of complaints and insights that they wanted to share.
Roland entered the spellcasters' forum and searched. He didn't find any posts about mental power, so he wrote his insights from last night.
Some Insights on Mages' Mental Power.
"Mages' mental power exists in their consciousness … It can replace vision, but don't wrap your mental power around other people. It'll be rude … Don't use too much mental power … It's possible to die suddenly … You can use it through walls!"
After posting the post, Roland began to browse the content of other sections.
The players were very adventurous. They had done a lot of tests and explorations.
Some players had already met the elves and dwarves. Some players who were language majors had basically grasped the language of Hollevin and were learning the country's language.
Some organized players gradually began to gather in a certain city, planning to establish their own game guild.
There was strength in numbers, and the more people, the easier it was!
Of course, many rich players were also asking to buy gold coins on the forum.
The price of one gold coin had been raised to 15,000 yuan.
Roland thought for a moment and posted a post: "Are there any rich players in Delpon? I'm selling six gold coins. "
When he joined the association, Claus had already prepared ten gold coins for him.
Roland was worried that the gold coins would depreciate, so he planned to sell some first to increase his savings.
After all … he wasn't working now. Without enough savings, he wouldn't have the confidence to play games at home.
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