Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

After repeatedly reading that paragraph of text several times, Caesar suddenly said: "It mentioned above that 'the binding was finally successful after a few years', that is to say, it can still be fully bound. What is the reason for the unsuccessful binding? ? What conditions did you meet in the end to succeed?"

Professor Langdon casually summoned his own spirit body. It was a big-eared fox with a tuft of white hair on its abdomen. the whole office.

Langdon: "You expand your mental network, relax and let me perceive it."

Caesar followed his words, first summoned the white tiger, and then found that he could perceive mental power smoothly without taking inhibitors to suppress the sentinel's ability.However, the scope of his mental network spread was limited, and he was completely enveloped by Langdon's gentle power and passed through it inside and out, and he immediately felt a sense of comfort throughout his body.

There was a flash of light in Langdon's eyes, and he withdrew his mental power and smiled, "It really is a formal union. Your mental power seems to have become stronger."

The resonance generated during the combination can not only improve the sentry's five senses, but also help the guide improve his own spiritual power, so most people's abilities will undergo some changes after the formal combination.

Caesar suddenly turned to look at him: "Really?"

"It should be right." Langdon took the spirit ball on the table and turned it on E gear, "Try to see if you can get in this time."

The last time Nishizawa was planted on this E gear, this time he got it in his hand and tried it, and he entered the E-level spiritual world simulated by the spirit ball without any effort, and his brows stretched, and he became happy: "I can really go in gone."

This means that his guide spirit power has been raised to at least E level.

"But this doesn't make sense." Langdon watched him play with the spirit ball, and frowned, "Since the spirit power has improved, it proves that the combination has indeed been carried out, why the spirit binding has not succeeded? "

Professor Langdon stroked his chin and thought for a while, then asked Caesar: "Is there anything strange about your union?"

"Speaking of strange places, there is indeed such a place." Caesar closed the book and looked up, "Professor, do you know what happened to the hole in Oswald's spiritual world?"

"The hole?" Langdon was a little surprised, "You mean the one above the sky?"

Caesar nodded: "When I tried to bind the spirit, the sky suddenly darkened, and then there was an indescribable breath that forced me to leave his spiritual world." The scene I saw when I was in De's spiritual world, I said firmly, "That hole is bigger than the previous two times I saw it, and I can see the black mist inside it."

Langdon listened carefully, apparently thinking while listening, but the confusion on his face did not dissipate after listening: "I have been counseling him for several years, and the hole has always been there, but it never showed any abnormality. I channeled mine, and it just quietly appeared there."

Caesar didn't expect that he didn't know the situation, and remembered what he had said before: "Professor, I remember you said before that almost no one can help Oswald to counsel. What does this mean?"

Langdon glanced at him, hesitant to speak for a moment, but in the end he still thought about it and said, "A few years ago, he came to me with a letter of introduction, asking me to guide him, and I read his profile Afterwards, I found it very strange, thinking that there should be no difficulty in counseling a person with such excellent indicators, and there is no need to ask me for counseling, but when I entered his spiritual world, I realized that I was wrong."

His expression was complicated, as if he still felt a little unbelievable when he thought about it at this moment: "The hole was already there at that time, and there was nothing messy in his spiritual world, and he was so peaceful that he didn't look like a real person should be."

Caesar raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Langdon: "Simply put, it just doesn't look like it has passions or desires."

Humans are emotionally complex animals. For a sentinel, receiving so much information through the five senses every day, and being surrounded by them all the time, it is inevitable that they will be affected. Their spiritual world will produce a lot of mental garbage, including not having time to process it. The five senses information, the emotions that are affected by the information, and the complex emotions.

So there is a lot of messy things accumulated, and if the sentinel is not guided, the spirit will easily collapse.

But the Oswald in Langdon's words is different——

"In fact, he doesn't need spiritual counseling at all." He paused, and then said, "It's not entirely accurate to say that, I later found that his spiritual world can spontaneously arrange information, and put some useless information and emotions Putting it all together, his spiritual world is very repulsive to guides entering. If it weren't for me being an S-level guide, it might not be so easy to get in. Just clean it up."

Caesar was surprised when he heard it, and after a few seconds of digestion, he said, "Isn't it normal for him to behave like this?"

No sentinel would do this. If there were sentries who were born with a strong physique and five senses without mental breakdown, then why would they need a guide? Such a person would have already become an invincible existence.

Langdon nodded: "That letter of introduction was written by my former boss. The purpose of introducing him to me is actually to disguise him as an ordinary sentinel. As long as he accepts my spiritual counseling regularly, no one will notice him. It's special."

The professor put the book away and put it back on the shelf, and continued: "Since you have a 95% match with him and can enter his spiritual world smoothly, you will know this sooner or later."

Caesar: "Then does he know?"

Langdon: "He's very insensitive to emotions, always thinking that his mental stability is due to his cold personality."

Caesar's heart moved slightly: "May I take the liberty to ask you, who is your former boss?"

Langdon: "His grandfather, Mr. Douglas Hill, a retired former Union general."

Caesar felt incredible: "Why? I don't quite understand. You mean that the general wrote a letter of introduction to lure Oswald to come to you, but he didn't know that he didn't really need spiritual counseling? "

Langdon shrugged: "That's about it."

Caesar: "What's in this picture?"

Langdon: "I don't know what the general thinks about it. Just let me keep it a secret. If Oswald can successfully match and combine, let me tell his matching partner about the situation."

Caesar groaned for a moment, thinking that this general, whom he had never met before, was too strange. Who would make a premise for his grandson of the sentinel, saying "if he can successfully match"?

Is this because there is no hope that Oswald can match successfully from the beginning?

Caesar fiddled with the spirit ball in his hand, and felt that although the clues in his mind were clear, some new threads appeared, and he felt more and more foggy.

He subconsciously collected his mental strength to straighten out his thoughts, and after a few seconds, Langdon laughed and said, "But maybe it's because he finally got a match, I feel that after he gets along with you, his spiritual world finally has some ups and downs." , somewhat human-like mood swings."

Caesar paused with his hands, smiled slightly, and was about to say something when he suddenly saw a dark object appearing outside the window next to him.

That huge monster came at some unknown time, flapping its wings, looking in from the window with a pair of golden eyes, first landed on him, and then clung tightly to the white tiger lying on the side.

Baihu noticed the other party's existence, raised his head and howled, and Cize felt bad.

Sure enough, the next second, the griffin outside the window took advantage of its spiritual body, entered through the window, and jumped on the white tiger with a roar.

Caesar couldn't dodge it, and was caught by the sweeping wings, almost eating his mouth full of feathers.

"Bah bah!" Sensing that someone was nearby, he simply ignored the two giant beasts rolled into a ball on the ground, walked to the window in a few steps and looked outside, and sure enough, he saw Oswald heading towards the teaching building come.

Professor Langdon was dumbfounded, looking at the two spirit knots that were starting to roll and roll, which seemed unsuitable for children: "Get them out of here!"

An object on the table was tragically affected and was scraped to the ground by the wings of the griffin. Langdon failed to rescue him, and finally used a wave of mental power angrily, packing a man and two beasts out of the office.

He shook his head and sighed while picking up the things on the ground: "It's not just that there are more human-like emotions, the griffins are almost too lively, right?"

He muttered, and put the spirit ball he picked up back on the table. Just as he was about to let go, he found that the switching light on the spirit ball that controls the analog rating was still on. red.

"Is it broken?" He frowned and picked it up, stretched out his thinking tentacles to inspect it for a moment, and finally widened his eyes in surprise.

The spirit net in the spirit ball seemed to have collapsed. The originally complete net structure was fragmented, as if it had been swept away by some fine and sharp objects.

This is obviously a phenomenon that the spiritual network collapsed after being attacked.

Langdon's complexion changed slightly. Although the spirit ball is far inferior to the real spirit power, a small amount of spirit power obtained from real people was injected into it when making it. Usually, it can simulate the state of B-level spirit net at most.

It is not that simple to destroy its spiritual network.

He forgot to take care of the mess on the ground for a while, and went to the window to look at the two people who were walking farther and farther away. His eyes fell on Caesar, and his eyes gradually deepened.

Caesar was still a little unaccustomed to the sense of resonance generated by his body.

It seems that after the combination, he has such an ability that Oswald can perceive when he appears nearby.

What Langdon just said was still in his ears, Caesar glanced at the person next to him, and wanted to ask him something.

But the other party looked hurried, and came up and said: "Let's go to Amber G star right away."

Caesar stared blankly: "Amber G star?"

Oswald walked and said: "A dead person was found during the routine cleaning of the amber G-star automatic cleaning robot this morning."

"Dead?" Caesar repeated the word, waiting for the next one.

Oswald: "That man has fish gills on his neck. We suspect that he is the guy who came to steal the spirit capsule, but only you have seen him, so you need to recognize him."

Caesar was slightly surprised: "How did you die?"

Oswald: "I fell to my death, but I guess I fell from a very high place, and it was so rotten that I almost lost my shape."