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She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Mu Feng, and whenever Mu Feng's eyes swept over, she would tremble in fear.

It took seven days for Yoshida Saki to dare to go back to school.

After being frightened that day, Yoshida Saki was in self-isolation at home for seven days, and her original life full of hope and sparkling current life received the worst blow before it even started.

Yoshida Saki couldn't imagine what he would look like if he really drank that glass of juice that day.

So she let herself change back to her original appearance, maybe she hadn't done enough to usher in a real chance to live a full life.

In fact, she should thank Mu Feng, after all, he really saved her life, but let alone thank you in person, Yoshida Saki didn't even dare to recall the scene at that time.

In the dead of night, Yoshida Saki, who closed his eyes, would recall Mu Feng's face, but Junmei had a false smile, and underneath, there was boundless indifference.

Like the light of dawn deep into the darkness, attracting the fire moth with the dazzling light of dawn, and then drawing it into the deepest darkness before dawn.

Every time I thought about those eyes, Yoshida Saki curled up under the covers and...wet.

I gathered up the courage to go back to school today, and I planned to thank Mu Feng face to face, but Yoshida Saki's legs became weak instinctively when he came into contact with him.

Mu Feng rubbed his swollen temples, looked at Yoshida Saki, whose back was slightly shivering, and sighed.

"Why are you so afraid of me? Yoshida-san, I shouldn't have done anything to you, right?"

"Hey!! Sorry, sorry, sorry!!"

Yoshida Saki jumped up violently as if the switch of the knee-jump reflex had been pressed, and bowed to Mu Feng with tears in her eyes.

"Look at the appearance of Yoshida-kun, have you been bullied by that boy?"

"It must be. How can you take a leave of absence and go home for seven days when school starts, and looking at her current appearance, she is obviously being forced."

"I also heard that Mu Feng has something to do with the underworld, and is the prince of the Chinese underworld..."

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth twitched, and the sight and whispers from all directions made his head hurt even more.

Unexpectedly, the news of what happened in an instant that day spread, not from those present at the time, but from the schoolmates who saw Mu Feng when he went straight to work with the little gangster, the Golden Falcon.

The favorite thing for high school students of this age is to spread gossip. One thing is spread from ten to hundreds of thousands, and the rumors in seven days are distorted.

To be honest, this is not a pure rumor, because the person is indeed beaten by Mu Feng, plus the little gangsters who were beaten by him, strictly speaking, his fierce name is not unreasonable.

Mu Feng himself doesn't know what he looks like in the legend. In short, there are not many people in the whole school who dare to come close to him. Those who are domineering and domineering see him.

Neither a pure bad thing nor a pure good thing, Mu Feng has less trouble, but such an image may also cause him more trouble.

"Hey, let's talk about it."

He sighed, got up and left the classroom. His swollen brain was really uncomfortable. He wanted to find a place to be quiet.

Gui Yanye looked at Mu Feng who was leaving, opened his mouth, and put down his hand. The whispers of the girls in the class came from behind, Yan Ye's expression was a little sad.

She still couldn't see Mu Feng's thoughts.

Whether you like yourself, or hate yourself, a pure friend, or...

The fragile and sensitive spirit of the adolescent girl is full of stupid thoughts, but Mu Feng never cared about such a thing, so he also ignored Yan Ye's condition.

"Student Yan Ye, classmate Yan Ye, are you free at noon today?"

A young and beautiful black-haired girl suddenly came up to Yan Ye, blinked her big eyes, and said seriously.

"Xiyuanji classmate..." Yan Ye said softly with his usual polite smile.

"Exactly, Saiyuanji classmate, I also have something I want to talk to you about."

This is the only character she has left that is not nearly as close to a 'friend', and the other party came up to make friends with her first.

The world of Saigon Temple glanced back at Makoto Ito, who shrank his head, sighed, turned his head and smiled.

"Okay, then see you on the rooftop at noon today."

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ps: daily ticket request

Chapter 26 25. Spiritual slave machine

The sky is clear, cloudless, and the blue sky that scatters atmospheric particles is vast and boundless.

Mu Feng was lying on the top of the rooftop in the shape of a big character, looking at the blue sky, and what echoed in his heart was a shadow so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

"I seem to understand what kind of mentality it is to be unfounded."

Mu Feng suddenly said

Witnessing this vast sky, he could not feel any broadness and openness of his heart, he only felt a deep sense of unease, the fear that went straight into the spirit, and the huge shadow that challenged reason and thinking.

He is afraid, afraid of every grass and every tree in this world.

He is like an investigator in an ancient ruin, staying in this peaceful 'parallel world', but he knows countless facts that the residents living in this peaceful world have never known.

Is this world fake? Is it just the fantasy of a brain in a vat? If not, why are these 'realities' happening around you a 'story' in your own world?

Is it going on regularly under the control of a pair of invisible big hands, then what is the beginning of this story, what is the end, and what is the suddenly inserted self?

What is this "system" that is deeply embedded in one's own brain and soul? What is the world that is traversed? After all, what is the so-called crossing? Maybe it's just a madness in his mind, or maybe it stems from a burst of his own endless crazy thoughts.

"You will never listen to persuasion." The system sighed and said helplessly

"As I said, you can exchange that thing, but before you can use it, you need to get rid of the influence of that fantasy personality on you. You took off that suit temporarily, but why did you to use it?"

"Do you think it's a good idea for the guy who 'rented' your equipment together with you to give it to you? Look at how you look now, hey..."

Mu Feng showed a mysterious smile. He clenched his fists slightly towards the open space in front of him. The next moment, a huge...flower bud appeared out of thin air.

It is like a bud that is about to bloom, the flower diameter, the stamen, and the petals are glowing in three mysterious and weird colors, like a demagogic magic flower.

This thing has two names, the formed virion, or - the spiritual slave machine.

It originates from the magical props that can be exchanged with the molding system attached to this Liming Qing suit. This thing is essentially a high-level magical prop of C+, but because of the person who hired Mufeng's suit, Mufeng can make an exception and hire him. These things cannot be exchanged for his level.

This is the case with the spiritual slave machine. He spent all the 150 evaluation points in his hand at one time and rented this spiritual slave machine for half a year.

This half-year time is fixed, that is to say, in the parallel world of No. 0013 and the Pirate King evaluation world, there are a total of 182 days and 12 hours.

This thing can solve Mu Feng's intense concern and anxiety about his own life from the source.

It is not a weapon or armor, just like its name, it is a prop that can transfer one's spirit, and only when wearing Qing Qing's equipment can Mu Feng use it relatively safely.

Product Name: Spiritual Affiliate Machine—Growing Virus

Product Grade: C+

Product price: 5000 evaluation points (can be rented under the condition of exchanging the fantasy set "Dawn Lord")

Product introduction: A super relic from Abyss Abyss, which has the effect of uploading the spirit of the self, transferring control and controlling its body. The spirit and five senses can be shared between the transplanted objects, and the spiritual seed implantation is completed by touching the spiritual subordinate machine. The transferred objects include but are not limited to most of the creatures with self-will, and the sequence that is recommended to be purchased among similar architectural products.

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It's very interesting and very powerful. Mu Feng tried to rent it out last night, and the effect... It's really good

There are three states of using the spiritual subordinate machine. The first one is that Mu Feng puts the body in the flower bud and scatters his thoughts into those 'praying hands', which is similar to the state of manipulating a puppet, with a wider range and a larger number of controls. .

The second is to directly control the praying hand implanted with spiritual seeds through the spirit within a short range, but it cannot exceed a range of 100 meters.

The second type he didn't try and didn't have the chance to try, that is 'Death Transfer'

When the controlled split is killed, the mind instantly shifts to the next split, but the system says that it will bring irreparable side effects to him, both mental and human trauma.

Simply using the spirit slave machine will not make Mu Feng the same person as Dawn Lord Bordoldo, because in essence, the madman who sacrificed his body and soul directly to the abyss, when using the spirit slave machine It's already that kind of cold and crazy state.

Mu Feng's abnormality is the fear that arises when he uses this spiritual subordinate machine to observe the world with a split mind.

What determines the soul and will? If not the brain, what is the soul like? Where is it stored?

If it is no longer the pure five senses that decide to observe the world, or if the five senses brain and even the soul are not accurate, then can I be sure if he is a 'brain in a vat'?

Random thoughts may indeed lead to brain damage, and Mu Feng also knows that such random thoughts are both ineffective and stupid, but when using these props that exceed his original weak knowledge and three views, he can't stop thinking.

The residual desire to find out from Qing Li's equipment made him undeniably pursue the ultimate answers behind these questions, but some knowledge was indeed beyond his current fragile mind to explore.

"Anyway, I won't use it again until I go to One Piece's world."

Mu Feng put away the mental slave machine, slapped his brain a few times, and said solemnly.

"You're right, I need to rest, and I need to sort out my chaotic brain."

He lay down, emptied his mind, and the system played a lullaby in his mind very intimately.

Gradually emptied and relaxed thinking allowed him to slowly let go of his overly paranoid guard, and fell asleep deeply amid the reverberating lullaby.

Then he had a dream, a long dream.

The endlessly extending downward stairs, all the way down, haunting him is a wonderful dream.

…

"World, or else forget it."

Makoto Ito, who was dragged by the world of Saiyuanji to the stairs to the rooftop, had a look of embarrassment on his face, and he kept backing away.

"You're still shrinking back when you get here, you're still not a man!"

The world of Saiyuan Temple sternly accused the weak little white face in front of her, her 'good friend'

"Didn't you want me to help you convey your feelings to classmate Gui? Now she happens to have no boyfriend, and it will be too late if you don't come!"

Makoto Ito's face is full of bitterness, of course he knows what the world means when it says it's too late

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the obvious relationship between Gui Yanye and Mu Feng, who is sitting next to her. Even if they are not directly pointed out to each other, they can pierce the window paper with a slight movement.

Gui Yanye is a perfect girlfriend candidate in every way. Compared with Shiyu of Kasumigaoka in the third grade, she also has one more approachable characteristic.

That is to say, she was too reserved when she was a freshman in high school, otherwise she would have made a boyfriend long ago. As for the second year of high school, isn't that Mu Feng watching?

Since the school was merged, many boys from Sakano Academy wanted to pluck this high mountain flower, but the fierce name of Mu Feng, who was sitting next to her, really made those people dare not touch the 'big guy' woman. '

Makoto Ito is of course one of the people who were scared away. If he hadn't told his good friend Saizonji World about this, he could only keep his liking at the level of secret love.

"Don't admit defeat, Cheng. Although you are not a little worse than Mu Feng in every aspect, you are a little better than him - you are very gentle."

The world opened his mouth to encourage Makoto Ito, and he knew it was old Asahi with just one mouth.

"but…"

"There is nothing but, you go up to me!!"

The world of Saiyuan Temple dragged Makoto Ito to the rooftop, and just beside the protective fence on the rooftop, Gui Yanye, who was very worried, had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the angelic face and proud figure of his sweetheart, Makoto Ito's cringe heart suddenly agitated.

"Classmate Gui, I kept you waiting." The world silently pushed Makoto Ito and said enthusiastically.

"It's nothing, I just arrived." Yan Ye smiled and said politely

It didn't take long for her to come, she just kept thinking... about Mu Feng.

"Kui-kun, this, that..." Makoto Ito was at a loss for what to do. The little white face was in a hurry and he knew that he had no experience in making friends of the opposite sex.

"Ah, ah, it's really troublesome!!" Saiyuanji said bluntly with a look of berserk in the world.

"Classmate Gui, since he likes you, I want to ask if I can be a boyfriend and girlfriend!"

"World!" Makoto Ito went up to cover the mouth of the world of Saiyuan Temple with a look of panic, and at the same time looked at Gui Yanye cautiously

"This..." Yan Ye looked at a loss, her jade hand clenched slightly, and her expression seemed a little hesitant

"...I really like you! Classmate Gui, please give me a chance!"

Ito Makoto didn't know where the courage came from, so he bowed and said loudly.

"...Noisy."

A lazy and irritable voice was suddenly inserted into this confession. Makoto Ito shivered and turned his head. Mu Feng, who was lying on the top of the stairs on the rooftop, slowly straightened up, rubbing his eyes and looking at him.

"It's really... annoying!"

Mu Feng's tone is extremely bad, very very unfriendly

His dream was interrupted, a dream he couldn't remember. I don't know if it was a nightmare, but it was a very peaceful dream.

"Ah!! Yes, I'm sorry!!"

Facing those impatient and cold eyes, Makoto Ito looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, turned his head and ran away with a scream.