It was as if he had entered a strange and mysterious state, and he could even feel every change in his body.

His gaze gradually deepened, staring closely at the jam jar in front of him, and suddenly, it seemed that a fine light flashed.

The jam bottle flew to his side as if it had been carried by a large, invisible hand.

"Oh......"

A howl of extreme excitement erupted from his mouth without suppression, and Fang Mingwei jumped up high, his hands clenched into fists, his face flushed.

"Sixth level, it must be the spiritual energy above the sixth level."

Fang Mingwei, who calmed down, picked up the jam bottle in his hand, but he no longer had any appetite.

At that moment just now, he had already proved one thing, his spiritual strength had reached the level of level six or above recognized by the Human Federation.

The spiritual strength and physical skills of the human beings on the earth are divided into twenty levels. From the perspective of modern people, the spiritual power and physical skills of the first five levels can be refined almost as long as they are individuals.

However, as the level increases, the difficulty of cultivation increases.

According to the official statistics of the Human Alliance, ninety percent of the human race's cultivation has stagnated at the fifth-level realm in their entire lives.

The fifth level is a hurdle, and every time you improve the fifth level, it is a level, and those who can pass it can continue to improve through hard training. However, those who can't get through just can't get by, and their cultivation stays at this stage, and they can no longer make an inch.

Whether it is physical ability or mental strength, when you reach the sixth level, there will be a clear mark. That's the Air-Moving Item.

Being able to do this means that one of his mental powers or physical skills must have reached the sixth level.

Before today, Fang Mingwei's physical skills and spiritual strength were only at the level of the second level.

But considering his age at the moment, being able to cultivate his mental power and physical skills to the level of the second level at the same time is already a mid-to-upper talent.

But now, he was able to use his spiritual power to move items, which meant that his spiritual power was so strong, that he had crossed the threshold of level five and reached level six or above, such an achievement, it was a bit unbelievable.

It is not uncommon for young masters to break through the limit of level five under the age of twenty, but each of them is talented and is called the pride of heaven by the big league. They belong to the privileged class in the Grand Alliance, and they have a bright future that everyone envies.

In the past, Fang Mingwei would never dare to have such thoughts. But at this moment...... Once he thought that he might also become one of these heavenly pride, Fang Mingwei couldn't help but get excited.

Level six, what a concept is that. Although there are countless humans with level 6 and above. However, don't forget, there are the vast majority of Earth humans who are unable to break through the fifth level of cultivation in their lifetime.

Once you have crossed this limit, you can have many advantages. At the very least, when he graduates at the age of fifty, he will definitely be able to find a high-paying job easily.

Pulling his hands, he had already decided, and when he returned to the academy, the first thing he would do was to find a detector to see if he had really reached this standard.

Although your feelings do not deceive you, in this age where everything is based on data, machine proof is an essential thing.

"Didi ......"

A communication prompt came from the pager on his wrist.

Fang Mingwei looked down and saw that it was a friend from the academy, opened it casually, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Is your report written?"

"What report?"

"God, you forgot, Dr. Cassiu's observation report in class! Don't tell me what you're going to read in the afternoon, you forgot. ”

"Oh, I really forgot." Fang Mingwei immediately made a decision and said, "Thank you for the reminder, I'll go now, goodbye." ”

He turned off the call and hurried back to his bedroom, putting on the sensor.

In the interstellar age, everyone has their own personal sensing device, which is like an ordinary pair of sunglasses, which has replaced the most popular network tool in the 21st century, the computer, and all the work can be done in virtual space. Of course, with this set of equipment, you can also connect to Skynet.

However, Fang Mingwei did not plan to land on Skynet at this time, he did not have much time.

The speed of the sensor was fast, and in just an instant, he had appeared in his private virtual space.

Everything in this space was arranged by him, with the most comfortable sofa and some basic home configurations, and of course, the most valuable thing was the oversized fluorescent screen in front of him, which cost him 5,000 points of virtual currency to buy.

Even in the virtual space, you can reflect the most subtle expressions of each person. Therefore, Fang Mingwei frowned and said distressedly: "What should I write?" ”

In the virtual space, there is no need to write, the sensor can directly omit this process according to the command of the brainwave, as long as you think of a sentence, it will naturally appear in the fluorescent screen in front of you.

After thinking about a few words casually, Fang Mingwei erased them all, do you want him to write all of yesterday's experiences truthfully?

If he really did this, it is estimated that he will be able to be seen on the operating table in a few days. He didn't have the consciousness and mental preparation to become a white mouse.

In desperation, he exited the virtual space and looked at the sensor in his hand, it seemed that this time he was going to be scolded by Dr. Cassiu. However, he was not depressed, after all, he was more excited than a small observation report to be able to break through the fifth level limit of the spirit department.

Recalling everything that happened yesterday, Fang Mingwei knew that his dream was not illusory.

I touched my left ear, and there was a tiny inconspicuous bump there, and it was this thing that completely changed me.

Necromancer, is there such a thing?

It seems that a similar account has never been encountered in the history of mankind. Of course, those records in fantasy books don't count.

However, whether this thing exists or not, that magical practice method is a real treasure.

By the way, and spells, what is that?

Fang Mingwei thought carefully about the descriptions of necromancers in those fantasy books that seemed to be Arabian Nights. Well, the corpse.

After searching the room for a while, there was no body to be seen.

Oh, a gentle pat on the head, I was stimulated too much today, and I was a little dizzy. This is my own room, and if I can really find the body, it will be a great pleasure.

It is estimated that he was either arrested by the police or beaten to death by his parents......

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