"Shaman? It is the kind of bells and whistles that are worn in the legendary wild world, hung with all kinds of decorations, and sang and danced in costumes...... Stuff? Sylvia summed it up quite comprehensively.

Actually, it's not exactly pretending, I'm a little embarrassed, but I have a calm look on my face that you just wait to see.

To be honest, I'm also a little bit bragging. The shaman's approach is more than enough to deceive the barbarians of the savage world, but it is not enough to deal with the well-informed crew. In fact, my plan still cannot escape the conventional routines of the imperial commissars and bishops.

The commissar threatens the death-feared soldiers with a reality worse than death, and the bishop uses faith to make them fanatical. I don't have their trained eloquence, and I don't have a stage for me to speak right now, but it doesn't matter, we psionics don't necessarily need words to communicate with people, we can just use psionic energy to make a hint in their heads. Of course, it is more thorough to directly control their thoughts, but unfortunately my specialty is not in the spiritual aspect, and it is too difficult for me to completely control the thousands of people on a boat, and it seems much easier to crush their heads.

I don't know very well the beliefs of the crew, and the state religion should not be very popular among them. I've heard that the crew generally - if not all - think that the ship itself has a soul of its own, and that's a good thing for me to accept as a shaman, animism is an important concept that is directly related to the success rate of pretending to be a ghost. With the fact that the ship has a soul, we can only carry out my plan.

Channeling, in detail, is the ability to communicate with ghosts who have no physical existence, which is actually the ability of every psychic person to do it spontaneously. I'm sure every psyker has heard some kind of call clearly or indistinctly, some of them from the ghosts of the subspace, and some of them from the lingering ghosts around them. Although channeling is simple, few people practice it specifically, at least there is no psychic major in the Empire's psionic academy. However, channeling is one of the subjects that we shamans must learn, because the people of the wilderness worship the heavens, the earth, the mountains and rivers and their ancestors, and if there is a market demand, there is a supply......

After leaving the savage world and entering the imperial civilization, I chose the most violent energy control as my major, and the psychic profession I used to eat was put down, and on the battlefield of resentment, I wished I could not even hear the eerie and miserable ghost cry.

After 20 years, I'm back to my old business, and I'm a little rusty......

If a spaceship does have a soul of its own, it must be a collection of the undead of all the deceased on the ship - mechanical spirits are not counted, and communicating mechanical spirits is the work of mechanical gods such as Ah Da. What is more worrying is that this ship has been sailing for thousands of years, and there are so many people who have died on it, that once I began to try to communicate with them, I was almost driven crazy by the countless terrible or murmuring sounds. It took a lot of effort to pick out the sound I needed in this crowded environment. Since this ship belongs to the sequence of the navy, it has experienced a lot of battles, and I am looking for those who died heroically in the battle. Fortunately, compared with those who died of old age or critical illness, the fighters had a particularly loud voice, and the feeling was not despair at all, but an indomitable fighting spirit. After communicating for a long time, I could not only hear the voices, but also see the last scenes they saw when they were dying: the most tragic hand-to-board battles, the frenzied influx of strangely shaped enemies, the battle for compartments one by one, the red or other colored blood congealed into large balls of liquid, suspended with the shattered corpses in the gravityless corridors and cabins, ..........

Soon, I had gathered enough sounds and images from the remnants of the dead. Then, my aura slowly extended to the entire ship, touching everyone's minds, instilling in the information I had edited and organized, convincing them that it was the ship's soul that was speaking to them, calling them to battle.

It is true that many people are aroused by the deep blood in their hearts by those messages, but many more people become more afraid because of it. I'm not going to stop there, but I'm going to take one of my most secretive and effective steps.

I made a hint to make them feel that the ship itself was eager to fight, that the souls of the brave crew would be with the ship like their ancestors, and that the souls of the cowards would be wiped out after death, leaving no remnants in the world......

That's enough, if there's anything more terrible than death, there's no place to go after death is definitely one of the options. The most terrifying seeds have been planted in their hearts, and I believe that they will soon take root and completely overwhelm the fear of death in their hearts. Whether it's blood or fear, combat is the only option.

After doing this, I woke up from meditation, and nearly twenty minutes had passed since I looked at my watch, and the young major stared at me with wide eyes, not even daring to breathe too hard. I nodded and said I was done, and the next thing was to be patient.

The force required for suggestion is not very large, but suggestion is an extremely meticulous work, and if the force is too small, it will be very self-defeating and expose myself, so I am still tired enough after this busy time.

Then I watched them attentively. They have begun to make simple exchanges with each other with eyes and gestures, eager to express themselves. My plan has worked, and now it's just a matter of waiting for them to burst out their inner thoughts. But under the long-term repressive living habits, no one is willing to be the first to jump out and shout. I can't help but be a little anxious - the effect of the hint is time-limited......

I couldn't care so much, so I simply chose someone to directly control his thinking, and shouted in his loudest voice: "I want to fight!!! ”

At the same time, I shared his feelings, and I felt a sharp pain in my throat as if it had been torn apart in an instant.

After a few seconds of silence, someone responded: "Fight!" ”

Like a gunshot waking up a sleeping barracks, the sparse echoes rang out one after another, and more and more people began to join the shouts, increasing exponentially as the number of people affected. Just a minute later, everyone on the boat was shouting "fight".

Even I was a little surprised by the surprisingly good results. To be honest, although I used to fool people with something false and real when I was a shaman as a child, I had never hinted at it on such a large scale, after all, psionic energy in the spiritual realm was a taboo for the Empire. I've heard the legend of a powerful non-psionic who has rebelled against an entire planet. The reason why I chose the realm of power was also influenced by that lesson, compared to the psychic psykers who can cause great damage in silence, the psychic is at best a humanoid cannon, which is very easy to control and reassuring. The scene in front of me also made me make up my mind, but this time I will not make an example, and I will still be my brute force type psionic in the future.

Sensing someone approaching the cabin, I retracted my senses and stood up in an inviting gesture to the Major, "Captain, please prepare to command the battle, your crew has come to pick you up." ”

In the next instant, the cabin was pushed open, and a crew member with the rank of captain said, "Your Excellency, please forgive us for our disrespect. Now, lead us into battle. ”