"I didn't expect that using mental power to interfere with the perception of the five senses can also have such a wonderful use."

Before this, even Chen didn't think that the school problem that had been bothering him could be solved so easily with mental power.

By interfering with the perception of the five senses with mental power, Chen didn't see that he skipped class openly!

And this skipping class will also be regarded as attendance, because all the students and teachers, including the doorman, all saw that "Chen did not see" into the school.

At this time, this completely non-existent "Chen Don't See" was sitting in his seat with Wang Wanshui at the same table, waiting for class in the classroom.

However, soon, Chen Bujian was a little unable to sit still, because he found that the speed at which his mental power was decreasing was really unaffordable.

Chen Bufu transmitted the signal through his spiritual power, carefully observing the movements of everyone in the class, he smashed his mouth, "It's a pity, my current spiritual power is not enough to squander it at will, and my spiritual power mainly develops the dream space, otherwise I don't have to go to school in the future." ”

Interfering with the perception of the five senses, this is a newly developed use of spiritual power by Chen Xian, which releases false signals through mental power to deceive vision, hearing, and even touch.

At this time, Chen didn't see the consumption of mental power roughly calculated.

Under normal circumstances, the mental power required to interfere with a person's perception is about ten points of mental power.

Note that the ten points of spiritual power mentioned here are not a one-time consumption, but a one-minute consumption!

Starting from interfering with Wang Wanshui's perception, Chen Bujian had already invested nearly two hundred spiritual power in him.

Coupled with the doorman I met when I entered the school, and the other classmates I met when I went upstairs, this is more than a hundred points of spiritual power.

But these are nothing, the students who meet on campus are just a few seconds of meeting.

The largest consumption came from the remaining forty or so students in the class, because the classmates were going to have an afternoon class together, not the few seconds they met in a hurry on campus.

In just this minute, they had already consumed nearly four hundred points of spiritual power.

If Chen Bushi skips class in this way, not to mention anything else, just a normal forty-five minute small class, these more than 40 people can consume about 18,000 points of spiritual power, this cost is really beyond Chen Bu's budget consumption, too expensive!

"I wanted to skip a class, huh...... Forget it, let's go to school early. ”

Chen didn't see the time, and there were still six minutes before the class time.

Chen Bu estimated the time, "From home to school, if you run, it is estimated that it will take nine to ten minutes. ”

"I can't let this kind of consumption go any longer, judging from my current spiritual power gains, I can't afford it at all."

Chen Bu sighed, "It's just a workout." ”

Hurriedly went out, and Chen ran directly in the direction of the school when he didn't see it.

It seems that skipping class still has to pay a price!

On the way to school, Chen Bufu once again interfered with his mental power and said to Wang Wanshui, who was at the same table: "Wanshui, my stomach is uncomfortable, I'll go to the toilet." ”

Wang Wanshui looked at the "Chen missing" in front of him, with a somewhat painful expression on his face, and did not doubt him, and replied directly: "Oh, then you go quickly, this is about to go to class." ”

Chen Bufu was running on the road while controlling the interference of mental power, "Well, if I haven't come back during class, help me talk to the teacher, I'm sick to my stomach." ”

"Okay, no problem, you can go quickly."

In the eyes of Wang Wanshui and the rest of his classmates, "Chen Ming" seemed a little uncomfortable, and he walked out of the classroom door with his hand on his stomach.

When this "Chen Buxing", which was made with spiritual power, walked through the last window of the classroom, all the students did not notice it, and the cloud of spiritual power that had been interfering with their five senses quietly disappeared.

"It's finally time to stop depleting." Chen Bu stopped the interference of his mental power and accelerated towards the school.

ran non-stop for ten minutes, thanks to Chen Buying's insistence on exercising in the past half a month, otherwise, with his original physique in the third year of high school, it is still two to say whether he can run down.

Running all the way to the school, the class time has long passed, and the big iron gate of the school has been closed.

However, this was difficult for Chen to see, he directly activated his dream control ability, and used his mental strength to perceive and interfere with the doorman's uncle.........

In the school's communication room, there was only an old man who looked to be in his fifties, and he was resting on a chair in the communication room on the ground, when he suddenly heard someone shouting outside the door: "Master, please open the door." ”

"I guess it's a student who is late." The janitor thought to himself, got up and glanced outside, and a person stood at the iron gate, shouting into the communication room.

When he saw the person clearly, he was a little surprised, "Huh? Teacher Ling? ”

"Teacher Ling, I remember that you were never late." The old man who guarded the door obviously knew the person in front of him, and he was holding a large set of keys in his hand and was ready to open the door.

The person who came smiled and said, "Master, I'm sorry for you." ”

The old man who guarded the door waved his hand, "It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, isn't it just to open the door, Teacher Ling, hurry up and go to class, the class bell has been ringing for five minutes." ”

"Okay, thank you."

If there were bystanders, they would definitely be surprised why the janitor would call a young teacher who looked like a student.

That's right, this so-called Teacher Ling is Chen Ming, he used his mental power to interfere with the visual senses of the old man, so as to disguise himself as the head teacher, Teacher Ling.

Just when Chen Bu had just entered the gate and hadn't taken two steps, the expression on his face suddenly changed slightly, and then his dream control ability was activated again!

"Step... Stomping ......"

The sound of running footsteps came from not far away, and two students ran one after the other outside the school gate.

"Whew... I'm exhausted, ......"

As soon as the fast-running student stopped in front of the gate, he began to hold his knees and gasp for breath, and shouted weakly to the communication room, "Uncle...... Let's open the door......"

As he spoke, he looked up at the door, which was actually open.

Wait a minute!

There were two people at the door, one was the janitor, and the other was ......

When he saw the person next to the old man at the gatekeeper, he almost didn't jump up, and 10,000 divine beasts roared past in his heart, and the whole person stood motionless as if he had been struck by lightning.

"It's over! It's over! I was late and actually met Lao Ling! This time it's a dead death......" For a while, the classmate's face was like ashes.

Chen Bufu had already sensed that someone was late through his spiritual power, and activated his dream control ability in advance.

Looking at the tangled look of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but feel funny.

This person who was late, Chen Bubu also knew him, it was the classmate who went to the concert together last time, Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi couldn't laugh at this time, he regretted it in his heart now.

Although he is usually late for playing games in the Internet café at noon, it is commonplace, anyway, he has already befriended the janitor with cigarettes and beer, and the other party will open the door for him.

When I got to the classroom, I told the teacher that I had just gone to the toilet, and the teacher wouldn't go to the toilet to do a questionnaire because of this anyway, right?

But......

Why is it so coincidental today, I actually met the head teacher, Mr. Ling, and was arrested!

Oh my God, what should I do!

"Anyway, it's going to be criticized, so let's put your attitude right." Zhang Yi thought in his heart.

Before Zhang Yi could speak, the classmate next to him showed a smiling face, "Teacher Ling... Good... Coincidentally, you're coming to school too. ”

Hey, that's what you're talking about...... Zhang Yi could only silently sigh at the divine cooperation of his pig teammates.

Chen didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile, which made Zhang Yi feel a little uneasy.

And although the classmate who arrived later was not Chen Ming's classmate, he was almost in this state, cautiously looking at the "Teacher Ling" inside the door.

Why would he be so cautious?

Because this is the head teacher of the second class of the third year, known as the iron-faced black demon, the reincarnation of the Dark Lord Teacher Ling!

However, these two people couldn't have imagined that the "Teacher Ling" in front of them was fake, and it was Zhang Yi's classmate Chen Ming.

On their bodies, two spiritual power imprints were working, and an invisible spiritual force was interfering with their visual perception.

Our "Teacher Ling" didn't speak, and the old janitor took the lead in speaking: "What's the matter, you two are actually late, it just so happens that Teacher Ling is here, just see how Teacher Ling handles you." ”

With that, he let the two students come in first, then locked the big iron door, and went back to his communication room alone.

After hearing this, Zhang Yi secretly scolded in his heart: "Old immortal, I usually always bring cigarettes to you, and I don't help to say two good words at this time, so I actually lock the door and stay out of the matter." ”

Zhang Yi looked at the "Teacher Ling" in front of him, and waited for the verdict to be announced with anxiety in his heart.

"You two ......"

He finally spoke, what to do! Zhang Yi's heart was like a roller coaster, suddenly rushing up.

"You two hurry to the classroom, don't be late next time." After Chen Bufu finished saying this, he motioned for the two to leave quickly.

As soon as Zhang Yi heard this, he immediately ran, and he was ecstatic in his heart: "What day is today, Lao Ling is so good at talking, is it a Halloween today?" ”

Zhang Yi ran all the way and soon arrived at the class on the third floor.

"Report!"

The teacher who was in class stopped, she frowned, and spoke in a slightly slow tone, "Classmate Zhang Yi, why are you late again, don't tell me that you have stomach trouble in the toilet again this time." ”

In the afternoon, the class was politics, and the political teacher was a female graduate student who had just graduated, very young, she liked to wear a long black skirt, a pair of glasses, and the whole person looked polite, and the teacher Li Qiuwan, who taught mathematics, were two different styles.

Although the political teacher is young, she is not easy to fool, she has long found out that this classmate Zhang Yi will be late in the afternoon every three or five times, and every time it is the same excuse, go to the toilet.

Before the political teacher could finish her words, she saw another student at the door.

"Report, teacher, can I come in?"

The person who spoke was naturally Chen Ming, and he deliberately fell behind Zhang Yi and went upstairs, so that it would be convenient for him to appear at the door of the classroom without being discovered by Zhang Yi later.

The political science teacher glanced at Chen Bufu, and then looked at Zhang Yi, and then slowly spoke: "Chen Buxiang, you said at the same table that you went to the toilet, so did you see anyone else in the toilet?" Zhang Yi said he didn't see you in the toilet. ”

"Damn, this woman plays yin!" Zhang Yi roared by 10,000 divine beasts in his heart again, and he obviously didn't say anything.

Zhang Yi remained silent, he knew that this was the pit that the political teacher dug for himself, if he opened his mouth to refute at this time, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat, and he must know that he had just escaped from the clutches of Teacher Ling.

Zhang Yi looked at Chen Bu Bu and prayed silently in his heart, "Chen Bu, my brother will rely on you this time, don't fall for this woman's poisonous scheme!" ”

Of course, Chen didn't see seeing Zhang Yi giving him a look, even if Zhang Yi didn't make any small moves, he also understood the cause and effect.

Chen Bufu thought for a while, "I was just downstairs in the men's toilet on the lower floor, and when I came up, I saw Zhang Yi coming out of the toilet on the third floor, and he ran away in a hurry, so he didn't see me." ”

Chen didn't see the teaching building where the class was located, and there was only one toilet on each floor, so the odd floor was a men's toilet, the even floor was a women's toilet, and there was only one floor on the top floor, which had no toilet.

"Oh, really?" The political teacher's voice is very good, but there is more than one trap, "Chen doesn't see classmates, aren't you uncomfortable, why do you want to go to the toilet on the first floor?" ”

Chen didn't see it and spread his hands: "The toilet on the third floor is too smelly, I can't stand it, there is a smell when I walk there, it's very big." ”

"Hmph, little brat, it's a great thing to talk nonsense." The political teacher didn't believe it in her heart, but she couldn't find a flaw in Chen's words, so she let the two of them come in first

Walking into the classroom, Zhang Yi made a lip gesture on the seat: Thank you.

Chen Bujian smiled and flipped through the political textbook on the table.........

The afternoon passed quickly, and the school bell rang on time. But for the senior party, in addition to the normal four classes, there are two additional self-study classes.

Chen Bubu also had to stay and attend self-study classes.

Idle and bored, Chen didn't see it and wrote and drew on his seat, and the paper was full of some symbols and number combinations that others couldn't understand, this was the data in the dream game, and he was thinking about the development plan of the dream game tonight.

"In its current form, only when players fight each other can I gain more mental power every day, and there is also the problem of the location of the clone Yujue......"

Chen Bujian put down his pen and touched his chin to think.

Because Yu Jue has built a station in the field, there is now an offensive and defensive battle activity, but this event will end tonight.

After this, there will definitely be people who covet Yujue's station, but it is not good for Chen to always let the Shenji Battalion stay in Yujue's station. So he had to figure out a way to get the player's eyes off of here.

"Then encourage players to build their own station, which will not only increase the frequency of battles, but also divert players' attention."