NOVEL NEXT Chapter 70: Self-hypnosis can also loaf around?
Chapter 70 Self-hypnosis can also loaf around?
Little Joey was very puzzled by Roger's behavior.
His movement these days is to circle three places: The ice room, Charles House, and Fengling Moon Shadow Palace.
It has only been ten days since the bloody night of Odu, and the security level of each of these three places is quite high.
The Fengling Moon Shadow Palace even had the Queen in charge.
Under such circumstances, which magician would have the opportunity to read minds to him? Isn't it a waste of time to make yourself do this kind of inspection?
It was agreed that Xiaobie wins, but as soon as we meet, we need to cosplay a wave of female doctors first?
Hey, could it be that he has some special interest?
Cross-dressing, acting, and then what...
Seems to be interesting too?
Roger waited for a long time, but little Joey looked shy, he was completely bewildered.
Are you blushing with a bubbling teapot?
My examination is a serious examination!
But, he didn't dare to say that he doubted the Eternal Night Queen.
He has no confidence at all. If he falls into the river with the Queen of Eternal Night, little Joey will save himself first...
He can only be forced to be a middleman, "Good girl, I really can't say much about this, and you don't understand it, so you can check it for me, it's the most subtle one, without letting go of any details, I'm now Only you can be trusted!"
The words "Only you" are extremely lethal to women.
Little Joey also happened to be the kind of person who took this set. Feeling dependent, he didn't ask any more questions.
Eternal Night World's mind-reading and memory-reading spells are very difficult to master.
Moreover, they are all spiritual spells that forcefully invade the soul, which will cause considerable damage to the subject's ocean of consciousness.
Usually, it can only be used after subduing the target.
If the target's mental strength is strong and the will to resist is stubborn, there is still the possibility of failure or even backlash.
But the magical accomplishments of the Queen of Eternal Night are immeasurable, and Roger knows that his strength is far from her. Maybe, she could play a trick and quietly enter the village if it was her.
However, no matter how magical magic is, many basic rules must be followed.
This is also the basis for Roger's desire to introduce scientific thinking into the field of magic.
One of them is a law called the "Seesaw phenomenon" by magicians.
When a single spell strengthens a certain attribute, it will inevitably weaken other attributes.
On that day, Joestar performed magical magic on Angelina, concealing the investigation of the legendary powerhouse, and full of concealment.
The side effect is that the magic spell can have a very limited effect on Angelina.
The same can be proved for the same reason, if the Queen of Eternal Night spends her time hiding her mind-reading skills from being discovered by the subjects, she will inevitably be lacking in other aspects.
Her high magical attainments can weaken the seesaw phenomenon, but even the gods cannot eliminate them and create perfect spells.
That's why Roger felt that little Joey, with his magister's strength, had a high probability of discovering the traces of his mind being read.
The flying thief blew up the gate and robbed the vault. Facing the ruins, not only Sherlock Holmes could see; "Wow, this place has been robbed," right?
As long as the queen takes action, it will leave some traces.
Give little Joey enough time, and he should be able to see clues.
Ten minutes after the inspection started.
Little Joey was very careful and meticulous and made a complete exploration of Roger's ocean of consciousness.
She said with great certainty, "President, you have no trace of being invaded by mind-reading or any other spiritual spells."
"You check again."
"As ordered."
It took fifteen minutes this time.
"President, I didn't find it."
"Just in case, do it again."
Twenty minutes later.
"President..."
"Come again..."
"No, I really can't."
Roger opened his eyes, only to find that little Joey was pale and had no strength at all.
It shouldn't be, it's just a simple inspection, can you be so exhausted?
Little Joey was also aggrieved.
During the inspection, she discovered a very outrageous thing, "The spiritual power of adults is much higher than mine, and it is particularly difficult to enter each time. Every time you move in the ocean of consciousness, you have to endure huge pain and consume exponentially. Magic and spiritual power, I really can't stand it anymore."
Seeing her pitiful appearance on the verge of being played badly, Roger also felt distressed, knowing that it would be impossible to force her any further.
Holding little Joey in his arms, he comforted him with kind words, "I was too negligent. Next time I can't bear to say it earlier, there's no need to hold on."
"Was it done to make an adult feel at ease..."
"Well, I'm relieved, and now it should be enough to rule out that I've been invaded by mind-reading."
"You can rest assured, my lord. I want to sleep in your arms, okay?"
She was really tired and tired, her voice was as thin as a cat's, she looked pitiful, and her fingers were gently stroking Roger's chest.
Roger couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead, "Rest, it's really hard for you today."
With a satisfied smile, Little Joey lay on Roger's chest and gently closed her eyes.
Taking advantage of the girl's even breathing, Roger fell into thought.
After being reminded by little Joey, he just remembered that he had been strengthened by the system treasure chest.
It's just that he didn't know what standard the "100 units" the system said was, and how strong it was.
Now, listening to little Joey say that his spiritual power is stronger than her magister?
This should be said to be good news.
Strong mental strength means that it is difficult for oneself to be read minds.
As long as he refuses to cooperate and his willpower is strong enough, a legendary mage can't read his mind successfully, let alone a silent invasion.
With such a strong mental power, the Queen of Eternal Night can't read her mind casually, right?
Maybe in the future, I can continue to strengthen a wave of spiritual power when I look for opportunities to avoid being read by the boss and reveal the secret that I am a transmigrator.
"However, if I hadn't read my mind, I would have been crushed by my IQ today? This...it's even more difficult to accept!"
Roger showed a distressed look of "I lost".
Since he proposed "New Arcane", he took advantage of the Queen of Eternal Night's desire for this magazine. Took advantage of it everywhere, and directed the Queen to do a lot of things.
There is quite an illusion that he has mastered this scumbag woman.
However, the Queen of Eternal Night counterattacked in a neat wave, predicted several moves in a row, completely blocked Roger's retreat, and the asking price just stepped on his psychological bottom line, forcing him to start "Arcana Talk".
The feeling of being forced to open is uncomfortable.
Originally, he wanted to wait for "New Arcane" to be fully formalized and have recruited enough talents so that he could open another such weekly magazine only by assigning tasks to them.
As a result, due to the strong intervention of the Eternal Night Queen, it was forced to open ahead of schedule.
This completely disrupted Roger's rhythm.
He also understood that he never had control of the Queen of Eternal Night, she just cooperated with the performance before...
Damn it, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is!
The queen who is so overjoyed seems to be fooling herself, but she wants too much, and she is afraid that she is not going to be played to death...
Or should I surrender to the Seven Gods?
Roger sighed, knowing that it was too late for this idea.
His bond in the empire is getting deeper and deeper. From relatives to friends, he is full of loyalty to the empire, and he would rather die than follow him to the opposite side...
Since you can't change the environment, change yourself!
Roger sighed helplessly.
During the ten days of preparing for "New Arcane", I have earned a random treasure chest each day, but I haven't obtained any useful props or skills.
Slightly useful, it is probably god-level Chinese cooking, and it can add a lot of dishes to the chefs in Charles House.
This wave of systems is not as good as Thin Wax Nest for improving one's combat power.
So in this small game, the Queen of Eternal Night fought back and won?
Well, that's not the point.
The point is that Roger has completely figured out that the lie-flat system is a spiritual thing.
As long as he is happy and he lays down flat, he gets a reward.
He had been running around for the "New Arcane" he proposed before, but in the end he managed to lie down, setting a new record for consecutively harvesting treasure chests.
Now that "New Arcane" is on the right track, the Queen of Eternal Night forcibly shoved an "Arcana Talk", do you think it can disrupt his rhythm?
Too naive!
As long as I believe in my heart that "Arcana Talk" is what I want to do, I can still get a random treasure chest!
["Arcana Talk" is Facebook, my Zaun server, and the land I want to fight! 】
["Arcana Talk" can drive the sales of "New Arcane", it is a necessary part of perfecting "New Arcane", and it is the job I long for!
["Arcana Talks" will become my domain, I can block anyone I want, and I can sign up for whatever I want. The authority dog is so much fun! 】
[The purpose of my time travel is to make "Arcana Talk"! 】
Roger kept chanting the Bible he wrote in his mind and finally implanted it in his mind.
I, Roger, was born to make up "Arcana Talk"!
Although this self-hypnosis is suspected of cheating and deceiving the system, under Feng Lingyue Yemen, there is no psychological burden to do this kind of operation.
As for cheating, only if you can, not if you want to.
If online games can use modifiers, who can resist modifying the Originium that will never run out and extracting all the wives?
If you can directly change the perfect ending, who would be selfish?
At this moment, little Joey is sleeping, and Roger is hypnotizing himself.
Everyone has a bright future.
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In the void.
The silver-haired half-dragon princess Tasika sets foot in a beautiful valley.
Here is a beautiful picture of early spring and blooming flowers, which makes people forget about the world.
The phantom of the golden spear loomed in Tasika's eyes, and the beautiful scenery shattered.
There seems to be a world hidden in every flower, and every leaf seems to contain the birth and death of space.
Various scenes such as glaciers, volcanoes, deserts, seabeds, purgatory, and Xinghai gradually appeared, integrated and independent of each other, and finally pieced together into this valley.
Zhentasika in the depths of the ocean of consciousness exclaimed, "Is this the kingdom of God?"
"Old Man Su's Ten Thousand Dimension is different from other Divine Kingdoms. It is a piece of countless fragments of the world. Every step is a labyrinth, and every step is a story."
Old Joestar rarely explained to her.
What is even rarer is that the old man, who is always cynical and condescending, doesn't have much respect for the goddess of war, but when it comes to the gap between the worlds, he is solemn.
As for the old man Su in his mouth, it is the head of the seven gods, Su Alpha, the god of knowledge.
Whenever the god-king is asleep, it is the god of knowledge who rules the seven gods.
However, this god of knowledge is very Buddhist. After specifying a big strategic direction, the gods can play as they please, unless the crookedness is severe, he will correct it again.
Compared with the grandeur of other kingdoms of God, the Wanwei gap is only a few hundred meters long valley.
At the end of the valley, there are a few simple log cabins.
Tasika went to the outermost one.
After knocking on the door, there was no response for a long time.
She showed surprise, "No, this house girl is even willing to go out?"
Saying that she sat down on the ground in a very lackluster manner, took out a thick stack of stationary, and began to write the letter in a rush of thought.
"My most handsome little prince of the Borde family, I parted yesterday, like every three autumns..."
"The heroic young master of the Rhine family, do you like the wine I brewed? If you have time, you can..."
"If anyone is the most beautiful in the world, of course, it is the pearl of our Elevent family..."
These letters are direct and warm, and they are all love letters, written to outstanding people among the children of the chieftains of the orc tribe.
Zhentasika was dying of shame.
This old thing is not taboo for men and women, and even married people are not spared!
Although he knew that he was preparing for the integration of the orc tribes in the future, the act of selling his goods to multiple people was as saucy as dancing on a sword.
If there is any exposure, Tequila Princess is afraid that she will not be bitten by the green tea bitch for five hundred years!
I don't know how long it has been.
Tasika had written hundreds of letters and suddenly smelled a strong bloody smell.
She raised her head and saw a tall and beautiful figure, staggering and suddenly appearing in the gap between the worlds.
This is a girl with a sculptural and classical beauty in facial features, her long black hair is tied into two waist-high ponytails, and a long red trench coat is open and draped over her body.
Inside was a yellow top with a black short skirt embroidered with the cross of the Church of Knowledge, and below it was slender legs wrapped in silk stockings.
At this moment, she was stained with blood, and her body exuded the signature sulfur smell of the abyss plane.
The black-haired girl slowed down, a slender hand reached back into the void, and grabbed something hard.
He lowered his waist, exerted his strength, and even caught an abyss creature that exuded terrifying magical waves!
This is an ancient beholder who has commanded several beholder families and has become a king!
But it was disembodied and turned into a corpse.
This can be called a fierce scene, but because of the girl's calm blue eyes and her small face that lacks expression, it gives people a strange sense of disobedience.
The black-haired girl has a strong bookish air, and her body exudes the word "Quiet".
Even though she was covered in blood, it seemed that she didn't go to fight, but went to a distant world to open a book called "Murder" to find the truth in the internal structure of the enemy's body.
"Your Highness, I'm very happy that we meet again." Yashica warmly greeted her.
The black-haired girl was stunned for a moment before frowning, "Old Joestar? Your hobbies are getting weirder and weirder."
"I don't want to either, but it's arranged by my family." Old Joestar showed an expression of grievance and helplessness.
"But I think you're quite happy to be a woman."
"Misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding..."
"Stop talking nonsense, why did you suddenly come to me?"
Tasika smiled, took out a thin booklet from her arms, and handed it over.
The black-haired girl took it and found that it was a small book called "Fables of Eternal Night". It used the simplest words to praise the great achievements of the Queen of Eternal Night.
"Just some vulgar flattery." She handed it back and dragged the beholder's body to her cabin.
Tasika said, "It's very vulgar, but if the new generation of the human race grew up reading such enlightenment textbooks and praised the Queen of Eternal Night since childhood, would anyone still remember the existence of the Veronica Dynasty..."
The black-haired girl turned around suddenly, and a beam of holy light descended from the sky like a pillar.
Where Tasika was, a huge pit connected to the void was smashed out.
But in the pit, "Fable of Eternal Night" floats quietly, as if stating the fact that it will not change with the will of the black-haired girl...
"Your Highness, times have changed!"
Tasika's laughter reverberated for a long time.
Yes, it is now the third year of the Eternal Night Calendar, not the 279th year of the Veronica Calendar!
No matter how noble the princesses from the previous dynasty were, now they are just loners who fled.
The black-haired girl had no blood on her face, and fell to the ground weakly on one knee:
"My lord, can you guide the lost lamb, when will the dawn be dawn?"