The coastal community was a little restless on this summer night today, and after the giant dog rampaged in the community for more than ten minutes, it gradually regained its original consciousness.

After losing the influence of psychic magic, the giant dog literally became a lost dog, and was quickly subdued by the security guards with sticks and trash cans.

Pan An got the data he needed and returned to his home quietly.

This incident was not recorded in the diary, and Pan An felt that it didn't matter if the previous things were known, but it was better not to record the things about magic.

"By the way, I'm good at magic now, so can I sell this skill?"

Thinking of this, Pan An quickly looked at the interface bar and began to rummage down.

It's not that I want to sell the memory of using magic, but I am simply curious about how much the memory can be sold for.

The biggest help of this system for Pan An is actually to let Pan An realize his own value, so that he can more intuitively understand his strengths and weaknesses, and also know what is worth learning and what is not worth it.

"It's strange, how can I not find the memory of using magic......" Pan An lay on the bed, showing a thoughtful and confused expression.

In the items sold, there is a memory of being scared by the giant dog, and there is also a selling point of watching the giant dog drag the woman away and be indifferent, but the only thing is that there is no memory of using mind magic.

Although Pan An didn't master that magic, he did have the process and feeling of using this magic, which should be able to be sold for money.

"I can't figure it out......"

Pan An couldn't figure it out, could it be because this was a newbie benefit, so it couldn't be sold back to the system?

"That's right, I also don't have [Consumption Copper Coins] as a valuable commodity to sell, such as the first time I spend copper coins to pay back, I can't sell them. ”

After having a result, Pan An fell asleep with peace of mind, and he had to study tomorrow.

Today is another day full of hope.

Pan An did not choose to study high school courses, but followed his own plan and went to the social science district.

There are a variety of books here, and Pan An chose a book that he had long wanted to study, about how to use psychology to get along with the people around him.

Pan An is not good at talking to girls, but he wants to talk to girls, so in order to be able to better talk to girls normally and not coldly, he plans to read more books and increase his knowledge.

The book says that some bigwigs can judge the quality of a person through the eyes of others.

When Pan An saw this, he pondered for a while, and used his own experience to think and judge the correctness of this sentence.

I have this ability now, I can know the good and bad of some people in observation, am I born with this talent?

Pan An was a little happy, he was still a little accurate in seeing people, he couldn't say 100%, 80% was still there.

And just like what the book says, Pan An mainly looks at people, and the eyes are important tissues that directly connect to the brain.

The gentleman is frank, the villain hides relatives, when you look at other people's eyes, you can get a lot of information!

"What are you looking at?"

"What are you doing?"

Bang bang bang......

His own experience and experience made Pan An believe in the narration of this book, and he sat on the bench excitedly and watched it carefully, turning the pages one by one.

As mentioned in the book, psychology was also called the art of recognizing people in ancient times, judging a person's character through their words and deeds.

Many bad habits are bad habits because they can't be changed, and the person concerned doesn't know it.

A person who knows how to recognize people should first have correct values and be able to clearly recognize wrong and right.

This right and wrong is not necessarily the boundary that the public knows, but the boundary in the mind of the judge.

Just like a judge, before a person can be judged, there must be a rule, and this rule can be either law or morality.

Seeing this, Pan An raised his head and thought about his own question, what are the rules and bottom line in his heart?

After thinking about it, Pan An felt that this kind of metaphysical question was too profound......

"Forget it, it's not good for the brain to think too much about this kind of question. ”

Although Pan An feels that many things in this book make sense, he is not completely convinced.

So the author really has to be so awesome that he can write a book?

When it comes to writing books, Pan An remembers that he is still a writer.

Anyway, I don't have anything to do today, so let's look at the news in the writer's assistant and see if I can exchange some money.

Psychic magic is only free once, and Pan An can't use this ability at will now, each time he uses it, he needs a hundred copper coins, and the bad thing is that Pan An is a poor man now......

Poor people should die......

In order to deal with the danger that may arise at any time, in order to protect his own life, Pan An decided to sell something inconsequential to buy a life-saving hole card.

The effect of psychic magic is absolutely not to say, whoever you hate, who hates yourself.

Pan An is also a coward who doesn't like to fight, so as long as he has this ability, the other party will admit it like Pan An.

"Give me a face, that's the end of today's business, everyone go back to their respective homes. ”

"Okay, I'll give you a face today!"

That's pretty much it, Pan An feels that psychic magic is a must-have skill for home travel!

Pan An put the book in his hand back to its original place, thinking to himself that if his brain was not normal, would he be able to pull the other party to the same level as himself?

Come to think of it, Pan An is not nervous enough to make himself nervous.

Taking out his phone, Pan An browsed the prompts on the writer's assistant.

Today, as of nine o'clock, 8 people have voted for Pan An's book!

There are also messages in the book review area, some ask Pan An why he hasn't signed a contract yet, some urge Pan An to establish a book friend group, and some scold Pan An for being a primary school student, saying how he was when he went to college, and then deeply imprinted words such as parents on the screen.

Pan An was very disappointed, is the college student forced to do this......

In Pan An's view, the writer who started from LV1 is the kind of street that has no knowledge content, and everyone can become a writer like himself, and if a college student writes a book, it is easy to become a writer of LV2.

Like this kind of literate college student, why do you scold people like a primary school student, except for constantly swiping the screen and not giving others a chance to speak, what else will it do?

disappointed, Pan An believes that there is also a hierarchy among writers.

For example, platinum writers and great god writers, they will definitely not speak the same as his LV1, especially when they are angry.

If you have different opinions, you have to convince each other, even if you scold people, you must be gentle, and you want me to fight civilizationally.

Just like Zhuge Liang scolding Wang Situ in the textbook, the two sides must have contacts and elegant scolding, this is the image of intellectuals!

You can't keep swiping the screen and not giving the other person a chance to speak, which will only make it seem like you are a person who can't afford to play.

Pan An, you are not a platinum writer, nor a great god writer, but just a small writer of LV1, so you can only use unfamiliar words to confront.

"Son, you have left, you walked in pain, and when you were cremated, you also deceived the corpse, kept shouting that you were not dead, and finally tied it with iron chains and burned it. The fire was very strong, it creaked, it burned for three days and three nights, and those of us as family members were very strong, none of us cried, and one couldn't help but laugh and fart. Now that firecrackers are not allowed in the city, you are not small, be considerate of everyone, and make do with it. The night you left, it was very windy, and the car overturned on the way to transport the ashes, and the urn was broken. ”

Pan An used his mobile phone to type in what a writer should say, and then his conscience told him that it was wrong to scold.

"Sell it, I'll feel better after I sell it. ”