Chapter 1160: Have a dream
Yang Mu didn't actually make a ghost, he just gave up on himself.
For a long time in the past, he wanted to do something, to gather a group of people.
can not do well, whether it is the former Tyrant City or the current Tyrant City.
Yang Mu didn't understand in the past, he gave them the original stones and let them cultivate hard, why didn't he cultivate one or two super martial artists?
For example, Ah Shen Damori, that is also a tenth-level combatant, but their combat ability is really average, they can't get out of the ordinary level, they can't reach the academy level, and they are even more different from the god soul level, Athena Hera is estimated to be able to kill them in seconds.
And other people's abilities are also very average, Alice Man is quite powerful as a simple human being, but there is only one Alicena.
This question has been bothering Yang Mu until the past two days, Yang Mu has an understanding and knows the true meaning of fantasy ability.
It's not that if you tell others how to fantasize, they will get the strongest ability.
The really strongest fantasy is freedom, Alicena's combat power is good, it should be for this reason, she is a person who really longs for freedom, and is very free, so she is strong.
What Yang Mu and Wen Sijia said before was not a joke, and the approach of the Blackberry Academy of the Wild Lan Academy was not right, and it did not allow human beings to exert their strongest fantasy ability.
The attributes of the human main soul are complex, and all kinds of emotions are intertwined, in fact, fantasy things should surpass the divine soul.
That means that human-level fantasies can completely compete with god-level fantasies.
Therefore, Yang Mu gave up himself, and he didn't fight back even when he was slapped in the face, just to downplay his influence.
He shouldn't be the leader, if he wants to stimulate the fantasy ability of others, he must be the main one of the other party.
It's like a film, there is only one protagonist, and naturally all kinds of stories revolve around pig's feet, and the others are not worth mentioning.
If you want to make someone else exert stronger energy, you can only make that person the protagonist.
Then all kinds of things will revolve around him, adventures, pickles, counterattacks, upgrades.
Everything has nothing to do with the previous protagonist, and the new protagonist will unfold a new world.
Yang Mu looked at little Andy with gentle eyes, he was an unrestrained age.
It is not the time to think about things as carefully as adults, it is in nature.
Yang Mu took a fancy to Andy and wanted to use him as an experiment.
It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, and it is better to teach people how to save themselves than to save others.
So the idea of starting a class is real, and little Andy may be the first student.
Yang Mu endured being punched, and then fed Andy with sausages.
Andy ate a total of eight sticks, and he couldn't eat any more, so he sat beside Yang Mu and covered his stomach, it seemed that he had survived.
Yang Mu smiled and took out a bottle of water for Andy.
"Thank you."
Andy finally showed his upbringing and thanked Yang Mu.
"Child, the desire for things is a kind of freedom, the freedom to release the inner impulse for food, just like you, eat like crazy, until you are full."
Speaking of this, Yang Mu smiled slowly and bitterly.
Such a simple thing is not true at all in reality, people should control their diet, because food itself is also toxic, can accumulate various diseases, can make people obese, can hinder the digestive cycle.
If you don't eat, you can't eat, and if you eat, you can't try to do it, so it's a kind of restriction, a kind of unfreedom.
In the fantasy world, if you let go of the control of food, you will be free, and you can also become a powerful energy.
It's just that this kind of thing can be said to be understood, and how to connect reality through fantasy and realize the strongest free fantasy combat effectiveness is the problem.
Yang Mu looked at Andy, and his thinking consciousness flew out through the magic heart technique, locked Andy, and realized the entry of the main soul.
It worked?
In the past, Yang Mu controlled the main soul to wander away and float into other human bodies, which was relatively random, and many times he could not enter the target at one time.
It's really smooth for Andy, so you can know Andy's thoughts.
The idea of a ten-year-old doomsday boy is abundant, absurd, primitive, unencroached upon by culture, and uncivilized.
His desires have not yet been controlled.
When he sees other beautiful young ladies, he will want to hold her and kiss her, which is the primitiveness of male animals, ten years old is not mature, but has produced the germ of the opposite sex.
He wasn't so afraid, although he was trapped in the zombie group, he didn't feel that terrifying, anyway, the familiar people around him were there.
He was still eager to get a knife, and his father said that he could get it if he could kill a zombie this time, and his current weapon is a pistol, and he has learned how to use it since he was five years old, and the three-level yellow system can make him easily controlled, so it is not difficult for him to kill zombies.
This time he came out to practice, but it was a pity that soon after their men encountered a large group of corpses, they could only dodge, and before they could complete his small goal and kill a zombie.
In addition, there are more ideas, which make Yang Mu marvel, it turns out that the thinking of ten-year-old children is ten, hundred, and thousands of times richer than that of adults!
Because it's absurd, it's so wild, and it seems that soul fighters should also start with dolls.
At this time, a circle of people gathered here, Bell looked at Yang Mu and frowned, his son Andy had completely relaxed his vigilance against Yang Mu and sat beside him.
Bell felt that was wrong.
He often told his son to be cautious, especially when meeting strangers, and never lose his vigilance because of any superficial appearances.
But it was clear that Andy was not doing well, and he had even started to talk to the other party.
"Are you a magician? Why can you take out the sausage at any time, I don't even see you put your hand in your pocket, as if the sausage came out of your hand. ”
Andy was indeed curious.
And he kind of likes the man in front of him, he likes his eyes, they look so clear, like himself, unlike his father, sometimes his eyes are pale, sometimes bloodshot, sometimes worried, sometimes suppressed and angry.
Because these eyes give Dad some majesty in front of Andy.
Yang Mu is different, he looks a lot kinder, and he gives him food.
Although his father had warned him not to trust strangers, Andy thought that he and Yang Mu were no longer strangers, and they had known each other for a long time.
Andy is not confused at all in terms of logic, there are many familiar uncles around him, and his father is also on the scene, even if he is close to some strangers, what will be the problem?
Yang Mu still looked at Andy kindly and smiled.
"Andy, I'm not a magician, I'm just your guide, who wants to guide you on the path of the most powerful fantasy."
"Are you going to teach me how to use rough stones?"
"No, I can't teach you anything, everything depends on you."
In fact, Yang Mu is modest, he is already a roundworm in Andy's stomach, and he knows all his thoughts, so in the process of his imagination, he makes some suggestions from the perspective of a bystander, which will become a very important factor.
"On my own? But I'm just a kid, what can I do? ”
"You can do anything, as long as you have a dream!"
Dreams are, of course, also fantasies.
The difference between the two is:
Fantasy is something from nothing, I haven't had it, and I don't think I can have it, so I can only think about it.
This applies to adults, especially those who have seen through the vicissitudes of life, and understand that some things are ultimately unattainable, and they are left with only illusions.
Dreams are also made from nothing, thinking that they may have them, and they need to work hard for them in reality.
This applies to children, they don't know much about the world, they have dreams, they are willing to fight for them, they feel that one day they will succeed.
Dreams are more in line with reality, fantasies are more imaginative, which is suitable for the transformation of the original stone and reality, can only be the benevolent and the wise.
Yang Mu simply told Andy about freedom and dreams, Andy actually didn't understand it, and other adults also listened to it in a fog, and many people thought that Bacheng, an oriental man, was the Virgin.
In the eleventh year of the apocalypse, in a dead place, he not only gave the child a lot of chicken legs, but also came to tell him about his dreams?
How ridiculous is that.
At this time, someone outside the crowd shouted, telling the people surrounding this side to disperse and make a way.
It's still very crowded here, not to mention people next to each other, at least the distance between people is very close, it's easy to get together, but it's hard to disperse.
Eventually, the group came here, and the leader was also a Westerner, about forty years old.
"My name is Richard House, the temporary leader of this coalition army, in order to distribute the food evenly, I announced that I would collect all the food together when I was first trapped, but someone just reported that you still have sausages on you? This is not good news for me. ”
Richard House looked elegant and said this slowly.
Yang Mu's eyes swept over him, and he saw a somewhat obscene person not far away, judging from his expression and eyes, it must be him who is informing.
If it was before, Yang Mu must have gone over to kill him, and then sneered in front of Richard Os, asking for benefits, and then giving them a little food.
But at this time, Yang Mu didn't want to.
He's been able to go to heaven and earth, he's become a zombie, he's touching the pinnacle of the rough stone fantasy, he's about to be fearless, does he care about these little things?
No, he should be more generous and more open-minded.
The ultimate outcome of restricting others is actually restricting oneself, and only by letting others go can one be truly free, both for oneself and others.
He can deal with the world like a virgin.
It made him feel a little sarcastic.
People in the world will always want to laugh at Our Lady's words and deeds, but they don't know that Our Lady the Mighty doesn't care about these things.
"Chief Richardhouse, so what are you here to do?"
"You hid food, and someone from them proposed to arrest you."
"That's what you think too?"
"No, I don't think it makes sense, do you still have food?"
Yang Mu smiled slightly and said to Andy beside him:
"Look, this is a smart guy who knows what he wants, so he's likely to get something."
As Yang Mu spoke, he raised his hand and threw out a few square bricks!
The so-called square brick is a cube with a side length of one meter, and the inside is densely packed with bread.
"There should be two words in front of this thing, called compressed bread, don't look at a large piece of only one cubic meter, but there are a lot of bread inside, you be careful when you open the package, it will expand when it encounters oxygen, and eventually the small bread like a piece of paper will expand into a huge bread, I think these lumps are enough for you to eat for a few days, Richard House, I will give you these free of charge, are you still satisfied?"