Furukawa departed gracefully, lightly and without a trace, leaving only an unfathomable shadow, no one knew that he had been there, and no one knew what he was going to do.

Wu Ming was completely lost in thought. Although Wu Ming has always been unusually calm in the communication with Furukawa, in fact, the shock in his heart is beyond words.

Someone had already mastered the ability of enlightenment, and this was the most important piece of information that shocked Wu Ming.

The little trick that Furukawa showed was a practical manifestation of consciousness being skillfully controlled!

Being able to control external objects with consciousness is not a high-level skill, but it is the first threshold that those fresh meat fighters in later generations must cross in the training process. If he can move objects that have left energy contacts in advance as he pleases, it means that the trainee has broken through the beginner level of an Enlightenment Fighter and can apply Enlightenment energy to combat, officially becoming a Fresh Meat Gladiator who is qualified to stand in the arena and fight to the death, although he is still very likely to be killed in the first round of elimination.

In the current era, Furukawa's abilities are still beyond imagination, because in Wu Ming's knowledge, it was not until the late Dark Night Age, that is, more than twenty years later, that the first group of enlightenment fighters emerged in the human world, and each showed his magic in the battle against the alien invaders, and thus was widely praised by future generations.

However, there was one factor that played a certain role in weakening Wu Ming's shock, that is, Furukawa should not have gained insight into the truth of enlightenment ability from the source, which can be confirmed by Furukawa's name for this ability.

He called it a supernatural ability, and apparently he had not yet jumped out of the mystic argument, and still attributed the source of this ability to natural talent, just like humans have debated for centuries about special abilities, and no one has ever revealed the truth, but only insisted that it was an inexplicable magical power.

This is a matter of course, the existence of dark neurons has not yet been revealed, the guiding light has not yet been lit, and those super-soldiers with strange treasures can only grope in the dark, and in ignorance they will lose their true talents.

But Furukawa was still ahead of his time, because not only had he learned to control that magical power long ago, but he could also feel the same power that appeared in others.

The existing consciousness in Wu Ming's body was very small, and he only performed a slight attack on Yaji, but in that fleeting moment, he was captured and discovered by Furukawa. It was probably the keen perception ability that he had gained from being blind, or it was possible that he had dug deep enough into the special function and had really stepped into the level of an intermediate consciousness fighter.

Furukawa's attitude at the moment was not clear enough, and although he showed a certain kindness in his words, his actions were too strange, especially to his nominally more nominally more than a relative, and his actions were almost cruel.

Based on this alone, Wu Ming must guard against him!

Furukawa doesn't claim to be who he is, but he doesn't shy away from the fact that he is investigating the dock casino. Wu Ming, the backstage of the dock casino, had already figured out that it was either the official of the Earth Alliance or another private organization with equally large forces who were singing against them. These two possibilities lead Furukawa's identity to two extremes, either righteous or evil, and judging from his modus operandi, the latter should be more likely!

However, while analyzing Furukawa's true identity, there is another conjecture that cannot be suppressed from Wu Ming's mind - those heroes who left legends in the Dark Night Era, could Furukawa be one of them?

Based on his current level of consciousness development, in a few years, Furukawa will most likely develop to an advanced stage, and then make his energy manifest as an enlightened body, and if that ability is applied to justice, he will undoubtedly be the most shining member in the battle against the alien invaders.

Of course, this is just a conjecture, those heroic legends Wu Ming has always rejected because of suspicion, except for the sensational stories like the Ghost Calamity, he has never even heard the whole of other similar stories. How likely is that kind of possibility, Wu Ming really doesn't dare to be optimistic.

Generally speaking, the appearance of Furukawa is a big threat, because the objective fact that Wu Ming has the so-called strange ability hidden in his body will no longer be a secret, and once he is opposed to him, then there is no doubt that crises will follow.

This trouble must be resolved, and if necessary, Wu Ming may even consider abandoning the false friendship and betraying this information to the cold-faced Minister of the Mastiff.

Thinking about this work is also a lot of consumption, and the sleepiness has accumulated little by little, and Wu Ming is also a little unbearable. He yawned, and was thinking about walking to his room, loosening his nerves, and getting a good night's sleep, and then sorting out the situation when his mind was clear.

However, at this moment, a strange cry suddenly erupted from Yaji's room: "Enter! ”

Wu Ming was startled, and his sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

Did the guy have a nightmare, or was he attacked?

"Bang dang!"

The door almost slammed open, and the topless turkey head rushed out with a flushed face, his expression contorted as if he had just swallowed a plate of spiders raw.

"Lore, it's lore!"

He danced and screamed like a wolf.

"What lore?"

Wu Ming was still frowning, and he couldn't understand what foreign language the so-called "lore" was.

Yaji was speechless, making people wonder if there was a thick phlegm blocking his throat, otherwise how could his neck be so thick, and even the green tendons protruded. He pounced on the coffee table, picked up the small remote control, and slammed it several times in a trembling manner.

Finally, the electronic screens of the floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides no longer show a false view outside the window, but smoothly switch to a green field. Players in light purple jerseys are hugging each other in celebration, while Arsenal players in red and white jerseys are holding their waists and bowing their heads, or kneeling on the grass and sighing.

There is no doubt that the arsenal lost, and the huge gambling amount of 50 million was wasted!

No wonder Yaji behaved so fiercely, it was indeed a big blow, although Wu Ming didn't care whether this gamble was won or lost, and just wanted to take this opportunity to complete his preparations, but when the result of the casino's defeat was really in front of him, he found that he was a little disappointed.

"It doesn't seem that easy...... However, this is nothing, it is considered ...... It's the first tuition fee. ”

Wu Ming smiled reluctantly at Yaji as he searched his mind for words to see if he could appease the broken soul.

"Y-you're pretending to be me, bastard!"

Yaggie suddenly regained his ability to express himself, but the price seemed to be greater, and at this moment, the expression on his face was like a cry and a smile, which was probably more appropriate to describe it as hideous.

Wu Ming was very suspicious that he had gone crazy.

"Okay, I'm sorry, that's my fault......" Wu Ming said and took a step back, for fear that the turkey head would pounce on him in the next second and bite down on his throat.

Wu Ming guessed half right, and Yaji really pounced, but instead of showing his fangs and biting his throat, he smacked his cheeks one after another, and the irritating popping sound was endless.

"What, what are you doing...... Wu Ming pushed Yaji away in a panic, if it weren't for sympathy, the anti-joint fighting skills would have been used casually, "You can't be really crazy, or you wait, I'll see if there are any psychiatrists here......"

The turkey head fell on the couch on all fours, gasping for air, as if his life was about to come to an end.

"I really doubt that I mistrusted you, I'm afraid your true identity is not a hell of a nerd at all."

Yaji said intermittently, every word made Wu Ming's heart tremble: "Look at your virtue, you are a top actor, even better than the big star Grey!" ”

"Where do you start with that, I ......?"

Wu Ming was still trying to bring back that big lie, but he didn't expect Yaji to laugh strangely: "Come on, you damn thing, you won close to 100 million fourteen, you still pretend to me, be careful that I crush your head!" ”

"Oh......" In the process of breathing a sigh of relief, Wu Ming suddenly reacted, "Huh?!" We won?! How is this possible, those guys who wear the same clothes as me seem to be quite lost......"

"Of course they should be lost, because the arsenal is out." Yaji sat up straight all of a sudden, and the excitement seemed to be unable to subside for a while, because Wu Ming found that his neck was thick and round again, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling, "But they won this game!" A small victory, a last-minute kill! Look, that's the guy! ”

Sure enough, the big screen began to replay the goal. In the 93rd minute of the game, the purple shirt player pressed hard, but accidentally kicked it into the air and gave the ball to the No. 11 player of the Arsenal. It was an ordinary-looking black man, but he ran like a cheetah, and he was surprisingly fast. He galloped fifty or sixty metres away, and finally sent the ball into the net with a ferocious kick, and the whole game was over, and Arsenal won the game, only to be eliminated by a score of 1-3 over two legs.

"This is our great benefactor, you have to remember his name, this guy made me win a gamble for the first time in my life!" Yaggie waved his arms excitedly and pointed at the player, "His name is Aibo, a former Olympic 100m champion, who only switched to football last year. Those critics say that he is a stupid boy who can only run blindly, and he will never want to play famous in his life, but those are all bullshit, and now this kid has two die-hard fans, and that is us two billionaires! ”

"He's amazing!"

Wu Ming also became excited. Although he didn't have much concept of money in the first place, it seemed to have unimaginable magic, especially when the numbers were too big to make people even forget their nature.

"So, I should change my jersey and put on number 11!"