Although Chen Xiang is a star student of the Department of Electromagnetism and a protégé of Professor Eric, it does not affect him to listen to Professor Charles's class, and he can basically be sure that this Professor Charles is the Professor X who came with him, but surprisingly, Professor Charles is standing on the podium instead of in a wheelchair.

“…… Do you feel the same way, when you wake up from ** in the morning, you don't realize anything wrong at first, but then you ask, where is this? Who am I? Why am I here? Am I in a dream, or am I in reality? Where exactly is the dividing line between reality and illusion? ……”

Professor Charles's gentle voice speaks of one sharp question after another, pushing everyone's thinking into an unpredictable abyss, disturbing everyone's mind and soul, and involving all minds, successfully leading the subject to the explanation and analysis of objective idealism, and immersing everyone in Professor Charles's theory.

In the midst of Charles's in-depth explanation, a two-hour public lecture ended quickly, and almost everyone, whether they supported Professor Charles's views or not, felt that they were still unsatisfied, and caused endless thoughts and reflections.

"When man thinks, God laughs. If we can arouse everyone's thinking and exploration, then the purpose of our class has been achieved. This lesson is over, thank you. ”

The class finally dispersed amid the buzzing discussion, and Professor Charles paused for his lecture notes, put away his briefcase in an orderly manner, and then raised his wise eyes to look at Chen Xiang.

"Looks like you're awake, my boy, I thought I needed to tutor you individually." Professor Charles said with a smile.

Chen Xiang nodded and said, "Professor Charles, I knew this wouldn't stump you, what about Professor Eric?" ”

At this time, Professor Eric had already walked out from the side, with a look of embarrassment on his face, obviously having been tutored by Professor Charles alone, and he said as he walked: "I can't believe that there really is such a world." It's ridiculous that I was almost blinded. ”

Professor Charles looked up at the sky, which was cloudless and very clear, and said quietly: "I already feel a gaze, a curious, inquisitive gaze, like looking at three completely different mice, which is falling on us tightly. ”

Eric twisted his neck and said haughtily, "Damn, this is on someone else's territory, I hate being on enemy territory, it makes me constrained, it's really ...... It's so unpleasant. ”

Professor Charles laughed happily and said, "Eric, my old friend, hahaha, you are wrong, contrary to the real world, you should be the most powerful here, because this is the world of pure hearts, as long as you think you are strong, then you are so powerful." In the real world, you have to deal with the laws of physics, which are becoming more and more restrictive! And here, how big your heart is, how big your world becomes! ”

Eric laughed and said, "Hey, Charles, you're a coward who is good at self-deception, and I'm not. I'm ......."

"Why not give it a try? My old friend, just give it a try, I've opened the shackles that this virtual world has placed on your mind, you can give it a try, trust me. Professor Charles interrupted Eric with a few strong words, and suggested very seriously.

Eric shrugged his brow and pouted, as if persuaded by Professor Charles, he nodded and said, "Okay, it's up to you." As he spoke, he furrowed his brows and muttered, "Then start with the simplest part." ”

It was a ballpoint pen on the table, and its shiny appearance looked like it should have been made of aluminum alloy, and all metal objects should have been Magneto's obedient slaves.

But this aluminium ballpoint pen is different, it doesn't move at all.

No matter how much Eric stared at it, how much he drove it with his mind, it just didn't move, as if it had been glued to the table with super glue.

"Eric, you're so weak, I can kill you with a single move now." Professor Charles smiled and said, "Do you know how much trouble you've caused me, and I wanted to kill you for a long time!" Eric turned his head in surprise, and a pencil was flying towards his eyes like a freshly discharged bullet! And he also felt Professor Charles's murderous aura like substance! And at this moment, Eric doesn't have any time and opportunity to dodge at all! The hairs on the back of Eric's neck stood on end!

Swish!

The aluminum ballpoint pen knocked off the pencil that wanted Eric's life, and with a thud it was nailed into the cement wall next to it, and it was inserted straight into the wall about half a pen deep!

At the same time that Eric retrieved his electromagnetic ability, the murderous aura like substance disappeared in an instant, Eric looked at Charles in surprise, and Professor Charles said lightly: "I opened the shackles of your mind, and you yourself are resting on your laurels." Electromagnetic ability is not your imagination, Eric, electromagnetic ability is your instinct, let go of your mind, although the world is weird, it is actually a good opportunity to train your heart. ”

Eric opened his mouth and was about to refute him, only to see Professor Charles come out from behind the podium without pushing his wheelchair at all.

"Your legs?" Eric asked in surprise, and Professor Charles smiled and said, "Since this is a world that you can imagine, it shouldn't be difficult for me to have healthy legs, right?" I don't think it's weird that I just teleport, right? Okay, now that I feel the attention of the other person, let's get out of here, at least, we need to find a way to find our body quickly. ”

Eric said helplessly: "It means that no matter how much we are in this virtual world, are we just hostages in the hands of the person in control?" Then, we use our own ghosts to save our bodies, what are you kidding if I wipe it?! ”

Professor Charles looked at Eric with a smile and asked rhetorically, "It seems that you have a deep understanding of the problem, come to my old friend who is full of wisdom, tell me, what should I do next?" ”

Eric sulked twice, turned his head and asked Chen Xiang with an unhappy face: "Come, my most optimistic student, tell me, what should I do next?" (To be continued.) )