Five minutes later, a roaring ambulance sped across the intersection of Third Lily Avenue. Bandaged like a mummy, Mu Yang, who was still wearing a mask, was lying in it, waiting to be sent to the hospital for treatment.

The mouth is too cheap. Knowing Ye Xiao's character, Mu Yang couldn't help but provoke the other party before leaving.

From her point of view, it was a strange man who said in a flirtatious tone before leaving: "During my absence, don't give me a green hat belt." ”

should be happy that he was not beaten to death by Ye Xiao. In fact, she was very measured, although she looked extremely injured, but most of it was flesh pain, far less than life-threatening. According to the recovery speed of the telekinesis far beyond ordinary people, he can be alive again after lying in the hospital for a month.

While lying in the hospital, Mu Yang improved his telekinesis level through meditation during the day, and at night he dived into his dreams and continued to carve more souls to obtain the truth. A week later, the admission letter and student status card from Tiger Academy were sent to the hospital.

During this time, Mu Yang's first-order spiritual power also reached ninety. It's close to consummation, and it's ready to break through.

What ordinary people would have taken months, or even years, to achieve, Mu Yang only took a week to achieve with the help of a thousand souls.

I really don't know how fast the growth rate of spiritual power will be if I am promoted to 10,000 souls, or even 100,000 souls.

The probability of success rate from the first to the second order is close to 100%, and drug assistance is not required at this stage.

What's more, with Mu Yang's increase in spiritual power, even if he fails to break through, he will not feel distressed at all, and he will only need to accumulate a hundred layers of spiritual power again in a week.

One evening. Mu Yang once again completed today's meditation, and while his spiritual power rose to ninety-nine levels, his consciousness was also extremely tired, and it seemed that he would have to wait until tomorrow to break through.

Mu Yang closed his eyes and let his consciousness wander in the darkness. Gradually, he returned to the desolate and silent ruined star from the surrounding modern and technologically charged wards.

The streets and alleys were bustling. Countless lives created by Muyang, adhering to the self and life given to them by Muyang, walking aimlessly.

There are students, policemen, businessmen, workers, thieves who cower in the crowd, girls who linger at the door of luxury accessories, and aunts who have been talking to the vegetable shop owner for a few cents......

However, they only exist in the orbit designed by Muyang. There are not even clones in the simulated battlefield that are closer to reality.

Mu Yang held the knife in his hand and stabbed it into his heart.

One knife, two knives, stabbed himself in the chest. Dig out unwanted impurities and make holes out of them.

He did not do this as a masochist or as an attempt to commit suicide in a dream. There is no point in the self that exists in the form of a soul, or rather, each part represents the whole. As long as it is not completely destroyed in an instant in the dream realm, any remaining part can be recovered after being nourished by the soul seed.

He did this to provide the conditions for the next soul weapon.

The so-called soul weapon is a form of fusing the soul with the main weapon. Integrating it into one's heart, or brain, is called the most perfect fusion.

The telekinetic world has so far not proved the existence of souls, or even denied the existence of souls. The telekinesis who wants to fuse soul weapons only transforms his soul through the physical body, like a blind man touching an elephant. Not to mention fusing the main weapon into the heart with such precision, even if he was careful not to damage his soul during the fusion process, he would already be stumped by nine out of nine telekinesis masters.

This is Muyang's unique advantage, and it is also an opportunity that he has never had in his previous life. He will definitely possess soul weapons to improve the combat effectiveness of several of his classes.

It's just that now, Mu Yang hasn't figured out what weapon to fuse.

You don't have to think about the sword law, just two orders are too low. After integrating into the soul, he will never be able to take it out, and when he reaches the seventh order or even higher after Mu Yang, will he still use a two-order weapon to fight?

He ate the soul seed, and the hollow in his chest slowly disappeared, and at the same time, the thousand souls also grew further.

After his body recovered, Mu Yang continued to draw circles on his chest with his knife.

This is a rehearsal for one day, in order to fuse soul weapons.

The more precise the circle drawn on the chest, the higher the probability of fusing the perfect soul weapon. Even just improving the accuracy of a few tenths of a percent will go a long way towards your future growth.

At the same time that Mu Yang kept repeating "self-abuse", a little Lori who was round and white, and only reached Mu Yang's chest, walked over from countless confused souls, like a curious puppy, looking in the direction of Mu Yang.

Mu Yang ignored her, just continued to calculate the width of his chest, and imagined how to place the main weapon perfectly in the future.

Like these confused souls, they sometimes come to their own vicinity for no reason, as if they are "observing themselves".

In fact, they don't have a self at all, and they don't know what curiosity is.

Don't bother with these souls, they'll run away somewhere else in a while.

Although, this fat Lori wearing pink and holding a small umbrella has never created such a soul in his memory.

Da Lori stood in the distance and looked at Mu Yang for a while, nodded her feet, and looked a little shy: "Are you ...... Trying to create soul weapons? ”

Mu Yang slashed off a little excess of his chest with a knife, and replied casually: "Well, yes." It's easy to create a soul weapon in a dream, but it's a bit more difficult to create a perfect soul weapon......"

The next moment, he suddenly stopped his hand:

This soul ...... Talking to yourself?

Mu Yang looked at each other in surprise. Just because he knew very well what he was capable of now, he simply did not have the ability to create a soul that was completely self-aware and could stay in the dream world for so long.

So, what is this Lori......

Little Lori didn't seem to be aware of Mu Yang's slightly surprised gaze at all, she just pointed to the sky curiously: "However, before you create the soul weapon, there seems to be something more important that you haven't noticed." ”

"Your dream reference is no longer enough, and it's about to disappear."

"Once the dream reference disappears, you will forget your way back in the dream, keep forgetting yourself, and even disappear into the dream."