(PS: The last chapter was sealed again.,It seems that the obscene ST and the same XL are completely untouchable.)

I was thinking of letting myself go a little, but I didn't expect it to crash before I could take off.

Then there is no way to do this story, but to cut it in half.

Although there is a small reversal in the back, it doesn't make much sense, so I'll skip this plot directly, I hope you'll forgive me.

In the future, I won't write too dark stories anymore. ）

……

"It's not as difficult to deal with these perverts as you think."

Next to the garden downstairs in the hospital, Wen Yiqian sat on a chair with a smug smile on his face.

This time, he caught the pervert without turning on the performance mode, and he still felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

The hospital also kept its promise, waived all medical expenses for him, and generously contracted all the subsequent hospitalization expenses.

In this way, at least you don't have to worry about not being able to pay the medical bills, and you don't need to run to the woman to ask for money.

"What is the most important thing in a person's life? Face! Wen Yiqian patted his face, "Looking for women to ask for money at two ends in three days, am I not a little white face who eats soft rice?" ”

However, the difference between him and the other little white faces who eat soft rice is that he can eat soft rice hard.

When others eat soft rice, they have to look at the face of the rich woman to act, at least they have to make the rich woman happy.

And Wen Yiqian can not only eat the soft rice of those rich women unscrupulously, but those rich women also have to look at his face.

It's really cool to think about, but when he didn't turn on the performance mode, he was very thin-skinned, and under normal circumstances, he was not embarrassed to talk to those women at all.

"But overall, this time it's thanks to the Palace of Thinking." Wen Yiqian looked ahead blankly, and muttered softly, "If you can make good use of this ability, it will be much easier to deal with those perverts." ”

He paused, "But...... Did I discover this ability.,Or is it the male owner's body? ”

Wen Yiqian was also a little unclear for a while, anyway, in the original book, he never mentioned that the male protagonist had this ability.

However, there are too many things that did not appear in the original book.

Even, as time goes by, the male protagonist seems to be exposing more and more secrets.

Many times, Wen Yiqian feels that the male protagonist is a little too unfamiliar.

He couldn't help but think of that sentence in his head...... He Wen Yiqian is a male protagonist who breaks books and understands a hammer.

"I'm afraid I don't even know how to use a hammer......" Wen Yiqian sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

He was ready to expand the Thinking Palace again, and with the experience of the previous two times, it shouldn't be too difficult.

However, after a while, it was unsuccessful.

"I really don't know how to play? Is this some kind of curse? Wen Yiqian opened his eyes, scratched his head, and looked helpless, "The performance mode is like this, and the thinking palace is also like this, is there a mistake?" ”

He feels like he's a pure headwind type of player.

As long as there is a sense of pressure and crisis, what performance mode and thinking palace are at your fingertips.

On the contrary, in this safe and calm atmosphere, Wen Yiqian didn't know what to do.

"Look for it, the state at that time." Wen Yiqian took a few deep breaths and gradually calmed down, "If you want to simulate the palace of thought, you only need to do those few things. ”

"It must be designed first, time, place, and people."

"Time: Night."

"Location: Hospital Back Garden."

"Character: Me!"

"Smack!"

With Wen Yiqian's crisp snap of his fingers, when he opened his eyes again, a bright moon hung high in the sky.

The cunning moonlight sprinkled on the earth, spreading a white veil for the world.

The back garden of the hospital is quiet, and there is no half of a figure in sight.

"Even if it's not the first time I've come in, I still feel amazing." Wen Yiqian stood up and looked around, "Is this the world of thinking?" ”

He pinched his face, and it was touchable.

"Why is it so real?" Wen Yiqian's face showed a little doubt, "It stands to reason that all this is just an illusion I saw in my mind, and it shouldn't be so real." ”

"To be precise, this so-called thinking palace is actually a dream that I actively controlled and shaped."

"Do people feel touch in dreams?"

Wen Yiqian lifted his clothes and glanced at his shoulder.

It was still bandaged, and he reached out and touched it.

"It doesn't hurt?" Wen Yiqian moved his shoulders without any discomfort at all.

Immediately, he prepared for the event.

Wen Yiqian simply walked around and ran two laps.

And then...... Dozens of squats, sit-ups, leg raises, and three sets of radio gymnastics.

The injured body did not feel any discomfort at all.

"It's tactile, there's no pain, and it's not tired." Wen Yiqian made his own judgment.

"If that's the case in reality, I can exercise at least three hours a day." He couldn't help but sigh, "In less than a year, I can have eight-pack abs and reach the peak of my life." ”

"But there's no one here, and it's kind of scary." Wen Yiqian glanced around, and always felt a little eerie and terrifying.

As his thoughts flowed, a figure gradually appeared in front of him.

The whole body of this figure was shrouded in a faint black mist, and it was impossible to see clearly, and it was even impossible to distinguish whether it was a man or a woman.

is somewhat similar to the perverted image that Wen Yiqian simulated before.

"What are you? The epitome of metamorphosis? Wen Yiqian raised his eyebrows and looked at the figure.

The figure stood there stupidly, motionless, like a zombie.

Wen Yiqian thought about it, his appearance flashed in his mind, his mind turned, and he snapped his fingers.

The black mist on the figure gradually dissipated, and it actually became his current appearance, which was exactly the same.

But it's still like that, with an expressionless face and blank eyes, not like a living person at all.

Wen Yiqian stepped forward and touched the other party's body, which still had a very real touch.

"But I always feel like it's getting weirder." He looked at himself in front of him and couldn't help but mutter.

"Can you speak?" Wen Yiqian circled around the other party and asked.

As soon as he said that, he felt like an idiot.

This is his mental palace, everything is shaped by him, how can the other party have self-awareness?

Who knows, when the figure heard this, Mu Ran's eyes turned slightly in front of him, and he gradually gained a little more spirituality and brilliance.

Wen Yiqian was shocked, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

This feeling was so weird that at that moment, he even suspected that the other party had an independent mind.

Unexpectedly, when the figure saw this scene, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he actually showed a strange smile, looking at Wen Yiqian quietly.

In an instant, Wen Yiqian only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.