Yang Fan was no stranger to the sea of consciousness. In "Salvation", he had entered Chengdu Yang Fan's sea of consciousness countless times. It was truly vast and boundless, with no end in sight.
With a thought, he familiarly immersed his mind into his sea of consciousness. He curiously looked around, sizing up his ten thousand square kilometer sea of consciousness to see how big it was.
However, the moment he entered his sea of consciousness, Yang Fan began to feel a little disappointed.
He could see the end of his sea of consciousness at a glance.
Although it was very blurry, he did see the solidified barrier at the edge of the space. It was on a completely different level from Chengdu Yang Fan's sea of consciousness.
Ten thousand square kilometers was so big?
Yang Fan curled his lips in disdain. He was dissatisfied, and his confidence that was about to float fell again. Compared to himself in the game, he seemed to be lacking by more than a little in reality.
However, when he thought about how he was already a Level 3 Telekinesis Master in the game, his mental strength was unparalleled, and his spiritual willpower was even stronger. Naturally, his sea of consciousness would expand accordingly.
After all, the sea of consciousness was not static. It would gradually expand outwards with the improvement of one's mental strength.
Yang Fan had only just awakened, and by the time his spiritual power reached the level of a Level 3 Spirit Reader Master, perhaps the space in his sea of consciousness would become boundless.
"Ten thousand square kilometers it is. I can't be too greedy."
"Think about those people whose initial sea of consciousness was only a hundred square kilometers, or even less. Ten thousand square kilometers is not small."
With this thought, Yang Fan's heart was instantly balanced, and his mood became cheerful.
After being a martial arts loser for eighteen years, he had now changed. His mental strength had awakened, and his super spiritual talent had appeared. What was there to be dissatisfied with?
"Eh? Why does it seem like there's something in the sea? "
Inadvertently, Yang Fan glanced around and discovered that there seemed to be something faintly discernible in the constantly floating seawater below his feet.
Yang Fan exclaimed softly. He quickly lowered his head and looked carefully. It seemed that there was something hidden in the sea, moving up and down with the turbulence of the sea.
Yang Fan was puzzled. "Is it possible to raise fish in this sea of consciousness?"
Never heard of it?
This was his Sea of Consciousness space, not the real sea. How could other things appear here?
Yang Fan bent down to take a closer look, but the sea water was completely out of his control. With his current mental strength, he could not even control a bowl of sea water, let alone separate it or dive into the sea.
Lying on the surface of the sea, Yang Fan used his heart to sense. He could only vaguely see that about a hundred meters below the surface of the sea, there were two huge objects floating motionlessly in the sea.
"This …"
After looking carefully for a while, Yang Fan's face showed a trace of surprise and disbelief. He seemed to be able to determine what the two things in the sea were.
"They do look like Floret and Dahei, but how is this possible? Shouldn't they only exist in the game? Why are they in my sea of consciousness?"
Yang Fan could not believe it. From the shape and the general outline, he could roughly determine that the two black figures in the sea were indeed very similar to Floret and Dahei's pets.
But this was not scientific!
A game was a game. Even if he had really transmigrated, it did not make sense that the pets in the game could follow him.
For a moment, Yang Fan even began to wonder if all of this was his own illusion. Did he really suffer from Virtual Network Dependency Disorder? He could no longer tell whether he was in a virtual game or in reality.
With a shiver, Yang Fan's consciousness returned. In front of him, Cheng Xueqian, Zhang Fengyu, and Chen Xin were still in a daze. They still had not woken up from Yang Fan's hypnosis.
Seeing them, Yang Fan once again confirmed that everything in front of him was real. The System really did exist, and the effects of the Five Finger Hypnosis were still in front of him.
If all of this was just his imagination, then how was he going to explain the three people in front of him who were really hypnotized by him? He had never learned any hypnosis before.
"Tiger King, Black Lion Hound!"
Yang Fan softly muttered. The cat and dog, both of them had extraordinary potential. One had the potential to become an Emperor, while the other had the ability to devour the heavens. If he could really bring them to reality, then it would really be heaven-defying!
However, his current strength was not enough, and his consciousness was still too weak. It was impossible for him to reach into the sea and release the two figures. He could only look at the sea and sigh.
"Perhaps, only when my Spiritual Energy is strong enough can I truly summon them. The current me is not enough to control existences above Level 4 Daemon General. "
Yang Fan gave himself a boost in his heart. Compared to himself in the game, he was indeed much weaker in reality.
With his pitiful Spiritual Energy, let alone a Level 4 Daemon General, even the most common Level 1 Daemon Beast would be difficult for him to control.
In the end, he was still too weak!
Yang Fan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He was no longer the same as before. With the system by his side, as long as he was willing to work hard, it would not be difficult for him to raise his strength.
In the game, Yang Fan was able to start from zero and climb all the way up to Level 1 Martial Master in a short span of ten days. His Spiritual Energy had even reached the standard of a Level 3 Telekinesis Master. It could be said that he was extremely awesome.
Now that he had to start over again, Yang Fan was confident that he could do even better. He would definitely be able to raise both his martial arts and Spiritual Energy to a level that far exceeded the level of the Yang Fan in the game before the college entrance examination.
A minute later, Yang Fan stood up and walked out of the consultation room. The attending doctor, Cheng Xueqian, personally sent him out with a smile. "Student Yang Fan, this is all a misunderstanding. I have already diagnosed that you are indeed not affected by the virtual world, nor are you suffering from Virtual Network Dependency Disorder. Now, you can go back to class in peace!"
"Thank you, Doctor Cheng!" Yang Fan gratefully shook Cheng Xueqian's hand and thanked him.
Then, the two of them waved goodbye. Yang Fan had just taken two steps when Cheng Xueqian, who was behind him, immediately returned to normal. With a serious face, he looked at the next student waiting to be diagnosed and said lightly, "Next!"
"Coming, coming!" A nurse led the student she was in charge of to the consultation room.
Zhang Fengyu began to take the student's pulse. Cheng Xueqian sat at the side and observed carefully. Nurse Chen Xin also came out of the consultation room and continued her work of receiving the new student.
Yang Fan turned around to take a look, and a faint smile appeared on his face. The treatment continued, and everything seemed to have returned to normal. No one remembered that he had performed hypnosis in the treatment room. He was still an ordinary third-year high school student.
Even if he continued to bear the title of "The Shame of South China", Yang Fan did not want to be the center of attention of the entire country. The hunter would shoot the bird that sticks out. Even if the matter of his awakening of Mentality was going to be exposed sooner or later, he did not want to be the first.
No matter when, making a fortune in silence was the way of the king. What he needed to do now was not to be in the limelight, but to improve his strength as quickly as possible.
In the future, whether it was Jinghua University or the Federation Martial Arts University, he had to have enough strength to have any hope of entering.
"Fatty, let's go!"
Yang Fan raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Ansheng's eyes. Ansheng's spirit shook and he immediately woke up. "What's wrong, what's wrong? Yang Fan, you're done? What did the doctor say? Is there a problem? "
Yang Fan glanced at Fatty speechlessly and said, "Whether there's a problem or not, didn't you see everything just now? Why are you still pretending in front of me? Do you really think I'm an idiot? "
Yang Fan's snap just now was a very normal crisp sound. He did not use any Mentality at all, nor did he use any awakening or hypnotizing techniques. However, this fatty recovered very naturally. Wasn't that amazing?
Ansheng looked confused. "Yang Fan, what are you talking about? Why am I so confused? I don't understand at all!"
"It's fine if you don't understand," Yang Fan said. "These days, who doesn't have a little secret? I'll keep this matter a secret for you. I hope you don't blabber too much. Otherwise, don't blame me for being immoral and pushing you out to take the blame. "
"I believe that a martial arts loser who has just awakened his Mentality will definitely not be more talkative than a martial arts loser who is already a Level One Psyche Master."
The corner of Ansheng's mouth twitched unconsciously as he laughed dryly. "What Mentality awakened? What Level One Psyche Master? Ah Fan, what's wrong with you?"
"Since you're fine, let's hurry back. Today's first class is Shameless Huang's martial arts combat class. If we're late, we can't avoid a fat beating!"
With that, Ansheng reached out and pulled Yang Fan away. It was almost time for class, and Huang Zhong might already be in the martial arts classroom.
Yang Fan smiled slightly. Ansheng, this guy, was quite good at acting. He had been deskmates with this guy for three years, but he did not know that he was a Psyche Master.
In fact, if Yang Fan had not suddenly awakened his Mentality and increased his spiritual senses by several times, he might have been kept in the dark as well.
This guy was simply a drama queen.
It was just that he did not know why he was willing to be called a loser for three years rather than reveal his Mentality talent. Was he pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?
He had not seen him cheat anyone. Moreover, after pretending to be a pig for so many years, was he not afraid that he would really become a pig? Looking at his body now, he was no different from a pig.
The two of them were very fast. It only took them about two minutes to rush to the martial arts classroom where their martial arts class would be held today.
The moment they stepped into the classroom, the school bell rang at the same time.
The two of them sighed at the same time. Seeing their homeroom teacher, Huang Zhong, looking at them with an unfriendly expression, the two of them smiled awkwardly and then carefully returned to their seats.
"Alright, since the students are all here, then I'll show you the complete Bull Fist that I taught you last Monday."
Huang Zhong clapped his hands, attracting the attention of all the students onto him. He solemnly said, "Although the Barbarian Ox Fist is only a Mortal Level Martial Skill, the attack power and penetrating power that it explodes out is the best of all Mortal Level Martial Skills. When practiced to a high level, a single punch will cause the appearance of a Barbarian Ox, and its power will not be inferior to those beginner Mortal Level Martial Skills."
"I've already explained the essentials of the movements last time, and the specific action routes have all been sent to your AI terminal, so this time I'll only show you once to give you a demonstration."
"Students, you must pay attention and learn seriously. Don't be like some students who give up on themselves and only know how to sleep every day, wasting a good time!"
Hearing Huang Zhong's words, Yang Fan and An Sheng, who had just sat down in the back row, both shook their butts guiltily. This Huang Zhong, would he die if he did not give them a blow before class every time?
If they could learn, who the hell would be willing to sleep in class?
Really, he did not know how to understand the pain of these poor students at all.
An Sheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction. He was already sitting cross-legged with his head down, ready to sleep. Anyway, for poor students like them, even if Huang Zhong saw them sleeping, he would turn a blind eye. As long as they did not disturb other more talented students in class, Huang Zhong could not be bothered with them.
At this time, Yang Fan sat upright and still, unlike his usual self. His eyes were wide open as he stared fixedly at Huang Zhong. His expression was extremely serious, causing An Sheng and the other students around him to raise their eyebrows.
What kind of stimulation did the "Shame of South China" get today? He actually wanted to listen to class attentively?!
Amazing, isn't it?
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