When he returned to his room, he repeatedly assured his parents outside the door that he had no serious physical ailments, and that he just wanted to sleep.

Then, when he heard the footsteps of his parents leaving, Fang Mingwei came to the small computer.

With a weekly salary of one million, this contract is also very tempting for him. If he hadn't known that his current physical condition was not good, he would never have shirked.

However, this does not mean that he will give up this opportunity, now his biggest problem is that he can't rely on his true strength to control the mecha, and once this problem is solved, then he will never refuse this contract with a million weekly salary.

With the sensor on, he has decided that in the future, he will practice seriously, and strive to master all the basic postures, to the point where he can control it freely even without the awareness of the sensor.

He has absolute confidence in this. You must know that at this moment, he is a person with seventh-level spiritual power, as long as he practices diligently, he will definitely be able to master it smoothly.

Closing his eyes, Fang Mingwei's body trembled slightly, and he suddenly sensed that there was a strange point of light in his mind.

Inexplicably, he actually had a trace of trance, what is this?

He clearly remembered that the few sensors he had in his hands didn't have this thing in his consciousness.

Could it be that the sensor's consciousness has changed?

Suddenly, I shuddered, if these things mutated, what would be the consequences?

A hint of bad omen came to his heart, making his heart become cold in an instant......

After careful induction, the sensor consciousness stopped at the side with a lot of tameness, indicating that this strange point of light was definitely an alien account.

So where did this thing come from? Puzzled, Fang Mingwei finally decided to explore after carefully thinking about it for a while.

Gently, carefully, Fang Mingwei's consciousness finally came into contact with that strange light.

Suddenly, a myriad of messages appeared in his mind, and these messages formed a pattern of activities in front of his eyes.

Fang Mingwei was stunned, he stayed there blankly, quietly watching this colorful "movie".

The biggest feature of this movie is that it is realistic, but the camera is from a very strange perspective and very different from the usual approach.

And the quality of the whole movie is good and bad, and some are extremely clear, making people feel as if they are in the scene. And others are extremely vague, as if a normal person is wearing a pair of reading glasses and looking at the world, which is very sad.

The movie was played extremely fast, hundreds of times faster than the fastest fast-forward, but the strange thing was that even at such an incredible speed, Fang Mingwei could still see it clearly.

Of course, being able to see clearly does not mean that you can completely memorize it, for the scene in this, Fang Mingwei is most impressed by the pictures of those machinery.

If he read it right, this movie is about the growth of an orphan who has no major achievements in his life, and the only thing that is commendable is that he has a certain talent for machinery.

And in Fang Mingwei's opinion, what this person is best at is the mecha longitudinal, and his mecha longitudinal level has reached a very high level. Of course, this is measured by the action on those training tapes.

The last shot of the film struck him as familiar, a giant humanoid mecha suspended in the air, a weapon on one arm emitting a bright red glow.

Then everything calmed down and all the images disappeared.

Slowly opening his eyes, Fang Mingwei touched his head suspiciously, what are these movies about, and why is the last scene so familiar.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and suddenly, he remembered.

The humanoid mecha that was suspended in mid-air was one of the two mechs he encountered in the battle while walking.

A bright light flashed quickly in Fang Mingwei's eyes, no wonder the camera angles of those movies were very strange, it turned out that these pictures were shot from the perspective of the human eye, that is, the camera was the human eye.

Once he remembered the origin of the mecha, he naturally thought of the incantation he had chanted before he fell unconscious, and also thought of the strange white light that had disappeared into his mind.

At this moment, he had determined that the mysterious light in his mind was the white light that had been absorbed into his brain by his spell in the first place.

When he first recited this incantation, it was almost a subconscious act, and the incantation brought him memories of a dead person, or rather, the soul of a dead human.

Touching his head, once he thought that there was a dead man's soul in it, Fang Mingwei's body was unfree and goosebumps.

The question of whether there will be a soul after human beings die has not been convincing to all sides since human beings have acquired wisdom.

Even with the advanced technology of today, no one can prove that the soul exists.

If it was before, Fang Mingwei might not be sure, but now he already knows the real answer. However, this answer cannot be made public at all.

As if he wanted to shoot out the soul in his mind, Fang Mingwei patted his head gently, but he was soon disappointed to find that this was impossible.

I secretly complained in my heart, I originally learned the skills of a necromancer, and it was just enough to absorb a few sensor consciousnesses, but the human soul, even this can be collected, it's a little too terrifying.

And with such a thing in mind, that safety factor is a very debatable thing.

I wanted to drive it out of my mind, but after thinking about it for a long time, I still didn't have the slightest idea.

The soul is something that cannot be seen or touched, so how can we take it out? I accidentally saw a cutting knife, and the corners of my eyes jumped slightly, could I use a knife to split my head......

He shuddered involuntarily, and decided in his heart that he must not let anyone know what had happened to him.

ps: It's still the same old saying, tickets......

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