Wang Yiyang was expressionless, took off the beam cutter, and walked to the door.

He flipped the switch.

Phew.

Suddenly, a sharp beam of light blue light erupted from the muzzle of the cutter.

The beam of light was more than three meters long, like a translucent blue aurora blade, constantly emitting an astonishing high temperature.

"A single jet only lasts five seconds, which is enough. ”

Wang Yiyang glanced at the safety indicator on the cutter, released the switch, and walked to the door.

He stopped at the door and pointed the muzzle of the cutter outside.

Click.

The door opened.

The little blonde boy stood outside the door, his eyes staring at Wang Yiyang, his face expressionless.

Burst!

He suddenly rushed forward, and with a flying pounce, he grabbed Wang Yiyang.

At this moment, a light blue beam of light erupted at the same time, forming a light blue blade in the air, accurately stabbing the little boy's chest.

"The Federation's most advanced and powerful individual melee weapon. Enjoy. ”

Wang Yiyang held the beam cutter, and with a flick of the gun, the light blue beam suddenly swept in mid-air one after another. Try to chop the other person into pieces.

But a scene that shocked him appeared.

The pale blue beam did hit the little boy's chest, but it did nothing but leave a scorched black mark on him.

"Damn!" Wang Yiyang immediately knew that something was wrong, let go of the switch button, and directly smashed the beam cutter forward.

The barrel of the gun collided with the little boy, knocking him back a few steps for a moment.

Taking advantage of this time, Wang Yiyang immediately took off the guzheng behind him. One hand holds the piano, and the other hand pulls the strings.

A dial.

Zheng!!

The crisp and melodious sound of the piano was like thunder, instantly echoing in the practice hall and corridors.

Wang Yiyang did not pause, and played the Qingyin mantra originating from the ghost of the qin with one hand.

He had never tried to play the piano with one hand, but his talent for strings at the perfect level allowed him to manipulate it the first time he tried.

The sound of the Purity Mantra flows from the strings.

Wang Yiyang quickly retreated, dodging the little boy's re-attack.

But this time, the effect is obvious.

The little boy's movements gradually slowed down, and after he threw himself into the air, he lay on the ground, and his movements were at least twice as slow as before.

And as the Qingyin mantra continued to be played, the little boy's body began to undergo new changes.

His fair skin gradually began to crack, and the cracks were pitch black, and traces of black smoke oozed from them.

Getting up from the ground in one go, the little boy continued to take a few steps towards Wang Yiyang.

But he didn't go far, and there were more and more cracks all over his body.

Crash.

With a crisp sound, the little boy's whole body suddenly collapsed and shattered, like a broken porcelain.

A large amount of black smoke escaped from his body.

Immediately afterwards, the fragments of the boy's body turned into countless black smoke and scattered in all directions.

In less than a few seconds, Wang Yiyang's front was empty, and there was no trace to be seen.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Wang Yiyang's fingers stopped on the strings, his breathing was short, and his body was covered with cold sweat.

He didn't know what could go wrong when he was hurt by a little boy, and he didn't want to know.

When he saw that the modern weapon had no effect at all, he realized the problem and took off the guzheng as soon as possible to gamble.

"As a result, I won the bet. ”

He stood in place, feeling as if his whole body had been exercised to the limit, exhausted.

"This place is not to stay long. Go back and prepare first, and then come back next time to explore carefully. ”

It's just a little boy who I just ran into casually, and it's so difficult that he plans to rest first, and when he is fully prepared for the next time, he will come to explore this place.

After making a decision, Wang Yiyang took out the radio gray ears from his coat pocket and began to tune in.

Since Gray Ears came here, although it is still open, the sound has become extremely quiet, and if you don't pick it up and lean against your ear, you can't hear any movement at all.

Wang Yiyang picked it up, put it close to his ear, and slowly adjusted the frequency, looking for the frequency to go back.

Amid the hissing of electricity, he soon found the subtle ticking of the second hand of the clock.

It was the clear sound of a large clock hanging in his bedroom, mixed with music from a television program.

The TV in his bedroom was still on, and it was supposed to be the sound coming from there.

"It should be fine. ”

The frequency was determined.

Wang Yiyang stood in place, closed his eyes, and slowly adjusted his breathing and perception.

All perception begins to contract, contract, to return to one's own body, not to feel everything outside world.

Then, silence.

Then, in an instant, it exploded.

Rumble!!

He suddenly burst out of all his senses, and felt everything in the outside world around him as much as possible.

At the same time, consciousness directs perception, sustains, and rushes towards the localized frequency.

Swish.

Wang Yiyang opened his eyes suddenly.

He didn't know when, but he had already sat back on the bamboo chair on the balcony.

"This is supposed to be my marking space. He quickly discerned his surroundings, and his perception began to drain away at a rapid pace.

The engraving space is a rather fragile imaginary space, and it only takes a little bit of interference to completely collapse.

Wang Yiyang's spirit only fluctuated slightly, and the surrounding engraved space slowly dissipated, turning into darkness again.

He opened his eyes again.

This time, it's really back to reality.

Outside the balcony, the sea in the distance reflected the white light of the lighthouse, and ships and aircraft were entering and leaving the port of the island in the distance.

He let out a long sigh of relief and lifted his watch to look at the time.

9:51.

"It's been so long—" his eyes lit up.

Wang Yiyang remembers that when he started the engraving practice, it should have been less than 9 o'clock.

"Is it almost an hour?"

He mentally calculated the amount of time he had spent in that mysterious world.

"For such a long time.... It stands to reason that my marking practice should have reached its limit a long time ago..."

He began to feel his physical state carefully.

The physical energy is somewhat exhausted, a little tired, but the spirit and perception seem to be quite abundant. It's like it's not consumed.

"And... Perception has actually increased so much!" Wang Yiyang was suddenly shocked.

He had previously generalized the general data of perception, and divided the different levels of hypnotists into the perceptual data stage.

This gives you a rough distinction between the different levels.

When he was still traveling abroad, his perception was only 26.

Previously, when I was in my hometown, my perception only increased by two points, reaching 28.

It stands to reason that in such a few days, it is unlikely that there will be much progress.

But Wang Yiyang now clearly feels that his perception is much stronger than an hour ago.

He quickly pulled out a psychometric chart that tested perception.

It was a super-complex color map of his own making, which could test at least all perceptual quantities below 50.

Above 50, it's not easy to measure. Because that's the red-clothed hypnotist stage.

He didn't reach the red coat stage, so a lot of the details of that stage are not clear. It's not good to make a survey chart.

Holding the measurement chart, Wang Yiyang stood in front of the bookcase and tested it carefully.

Soon, the measurements came out.

"36?!How much has it grown!?"

Wang Yiyang was shocked.

This is not normal.

With one engraving practice, I gained 8 points of perception!

If he came a few more times, he would be able to break through to the redcoat stage in a few days, and he would be able to reach the bishop level in a month, which was simply incredible.

Wang Yiyang, who felt abnormal, began to test his perception data according to the hypnotist's method to see if there was anything abnormal.

Then he looked at the biochip to determine if the rest of his body was normal.

And as a result of the test, everything worked fine.

"It seems that it is very likely to have something to do with the strange frequency world I entered. ”

He guessed in his head.

Perception has improved dramatically, which is a good thing for him.

Throughout the night, he continued to adjust to the heightened perception, and did not continue to enter the strange frequency world.

On the one hand, I was worried that there would be other changes, and the means to prepare first were not done well. On the other hand, it is the fear that the perception will be abnormal again, and it is necessary to continue to observe to see if there is any change in the improved perception.

Early the next morning.

After Wang Yiyang washed, finished his exercises, drank hot milk, and got on a private plane directly to the city of Yefarat, the Sumile Empire.

At half past ten in the morning, arrive at the Black Cotton Airport in Yefarata City.

Then it is time to change the aircraft, in the cabin of the aircraft, change the dress, and tidy up the appearance.

The person responsible for helping Wang Yiyang take care of his image is the long-term specially appointed image design master of the Mister Public Relations Department, Ms. Daisha.

"Don't make it so troublesome, right? Wang Yiyang has been fiddling with it for more than half an hour, and he is already a little impatient.

"The annual Montenegro Chrysanthemum Conference determines the allocation and optimization of all medical resources in the world. It also determines the market segmentation of each sector.

You'll be greeted not only by top tycoons from around the world, but also by top chaebol spokespeople who are also internationally renowned.

If there is a faux pas in the appearance of the image, it will not only affect the allocation of resources for the entire Mister, but may even make the organizers dissatisfied. ”

Ms. Daisha's expression was serious, and she carefully used a ruler to measure the distance of the gem pin on Wang Yiyang's chest.

It is then held in place with a special invisible glue.

This dress, which is worth hundreds of thousands, will be scrapped if you wear it once.

Just to participate in this so-called banquet, which made Wang Yiyang quite dissatisfied.

He felt it was too wasteful.

Even if it is a new identity, Heather, as the son of a duke, rarely has such a wasteful time.

In his opinion, luxury and waste are not synonymous many times.

"Don't be dissatisfied, the previous presidents, when they attended this banquet, they will only be more solemn than you. Ms. Daisha said in a deep voice.

"Okay. Wang Yiyang didn't say more.

The aircraft quickly slowed down and docked in front of a cube palace supported by white-gold columns.

Outside the palace, there are two rows of honor guards in red military uniforms, holding thin swords, pointing diagonally to the ground in front of them, greeting all visitors.

Wang Yiyang got off the plane, this is the first time he has not attracted attention in public while everyone knows his identity.

On the red carpet, he entered the white-gold palace hall like an ordinary person amid the melodious sound of musical instruments, along with three other men in the same suits and leather shoes, without passing through the guard of honor.

There were already quite a few people in the hall.

There are more men and fewer women, all of them are wearing various dresses, and there is a hint of leisure in the solemn atmosphere.

In the hall, there are four huge dining tables more than ten meters long, on which are filled with exaggerated seafood dishes.

In the middle of all the dining tables, there is also a metal table top, where a whole roast cow is placed.

"This year's banquet is a barbecue theme. Wang Yiyang was observing his surroundings when suddenly a voice behind him interrupted his attention.

The voice was a female voice, which seemed to be a little older, with kindness and gentleness.

Wang Yiyang turned around and saw an old lady in a pearl white dress, holding light green wine in her hand, smiling at the roast cow in the middle.