Chapter 6 Poor Spirits?
After class, there was a commotion in the teaching room, Lu Feng wanted to ask Shen Tianzong what his plans were in the future, but Zhao Xinhong, a young man with thick eyebrows who had greeted Shen Tianzong before, shouted to this side across several rows of seats: "Tianzong, wait for a few of us to go out and go together?"
"Okay. Shen Tianzong replied with a smile, turned his head to look at Lu Feng, and asked, "You also go out for a walk?"
Lu Feng looked at Zhao Xinhong, a young man with thick eyebrows, and several of them were rich children with extraordinary clothes and bearing, and Zhao Xinhong didn't pay half a point to himself when he spoke just now, and thought about his shyness, so he shook his head and said, "I want to go to the library area." ”
Shen Tianzong nodded, didn't say anything, walked to Zhao Xinhong's side, and discussed with a group of people where to play.
Here, Lu Feng walked out of the teaching room and took the elevator to the library area, the rich collection of books in the diamond-shaped building made this floor seem like a labyrinth, people quietly looked for their goals in the maze, and after a while, Lu Feng found a notebook left by the deceased mediator, which recorded their strange experiences in various worlds, and sat on the sofa and watched with relish.
Just when Lu Feng was fascinated, Chu Quan, a young man with glasses who had spoken to him before class, also came, and happened to see Lu Feng who was fascinated by reading on the sofa, so he came over to say hello.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to be here, the two of us are really fated!"
Temporarily walking out of the world of books, after Lu Feng came back to his senses, he looked up at the comer, and when he saw Chu Quan, the man with glasses who greeted him in class, he responded with a slight smile: "You also came here to read, not with the people on the same team?"
The diamond-shaped mansion is not small, such a coincidence can't help but make Lu Feng suspect that the other party is deliberately following him, Lu Feng's guess is of course pure nonsense.
"They went to the entertainment area, I thought it was boring, so I came over and took a look myself, hehe, I'm a fan of Mr. Chu Qiaosheng's novels, and I like to go around more to see if there is any new book release from Mr. Chu Qiaosheng, and I ran into you." Chu Quan flexed his index finger and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, saying with anticipation.
"Oh, is it!"
Lu Feng didn't know anything about Chu Qiaosheng, but the other party seemed to be his loyal reader, in order to avoid offending the other party, Lu Feng naturally chose to shut up, but he didn't expect this person to be a biographical novel star chaser, so he dealt with a few words casually, and the two said goodbye.
It wasn't until noon that the chip reminded Lu Feng that it was time to rest, and Lu Feng realized that his stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and he was completely immersed in the pleasure of earning wealth + described in the mediator's manuscript, and forgot everything else, which ...... That's probably the power of money!
Lu Feng thought humorously.
Following.
Instructor Feng led the people gathered in the teaching room to the altar perception practice area on the higher floors of the diamond-shaped building.
Here is also a wide and empty hall like a field, the ground is full of hexagonal altars, neatly arranged in a matrix, those altars are flattened, about two meters in diameter, the whole body is black, it looks like crystal, the surface is full of silver filaments like hair, dense and complex, as if countless mysterious runes, and the sharp corner of the altar is inlaid with a dull color of the spar.
Lu Feng recognized that it was a subcrystal, the grade was only a little better than the inferior sand crystal, he looked left and right curiously, among the hundreds of thousands of black crystal altars in the hall, only a small piece of altar around them was embedded with subcrystals, and the number matched the number of people who came to the practice hall.
"Line up and have an altar for each person. ”
Under the command of Mentor Feng, everyone found their own practice altar one after another, Lu Feng lined up behind Shen Tianzong, and according to the excitement and excitement in his heart, his whole body tensed, and he carefully stepped onto the black crystal altar in front of him.
As soon as the two feet stepped on it, the altar emitted a slight hum, and the chip popped out a large blue data stream, occupying all of Lu Feng's field of vision for a while.
After commanding all the staff to stand on the altar, Mentor Feng said in a deep voice: "Close your eyes, concentrate, and feel carefully." ”
Lu Feng took a deep breath and closed his eyes according to his words, the light of the smart chip did not disappear, and the small number symbols flowed extremely quickly, forming a waterfall.
Lu Feng tried to calm down and feel silently.
After his vision was cut off, Lu Feng's sense of hearing, smell, and touch gradually became acute, and he stood motionless, listening intently.
The rustling sound of clothes rubbing, the feeling of skin feedback, the sound of the upper of the shoe hitting the ground, breathing, heartbeat, air flowing, and the subtle sound of blood rushing through the body
Lu Feng forgot how much time had passed since he had maintained his standing posture with his eyes closed, and he heard many chaotic sounds, which became more and more noisy, getting louder and louder, like a symphony, reaching its peak at a certain moment, stopping abruptly, disappearing in an instant, leaving no trace.
Lu Feng felt a complete silence, which seemed to last for a long time, but it seemed to be broken in the moment it was formed. He heard all kinds of sounds again, chaotic and overlapping, and if those were symphonies before, he was now facing a flood of sounds, with no origin and no end in sight.
Countless people are talking, shouting, whispering, telling, swearing, calling, laughing, weeping, ecstasy, despairing, pious, vicious, calm, hysterical, and so on.
Many voices rushed towards Lu Feng in unison, and he tried to discern what they were saying.
"When will I be back. ”
"I hate! I hate! despicable man, I curse you to never be at peace!"
"If only it could sprout"
"He's still lying!
The huge sound slapped heavily on Lu Feng's body, and his consciousness was almost washed away, but he always insisted.
Lu Feng's speed of hearing the sound became faster and faster, he was like a filter, sifting through the torrent, but just when Lu Feng wanted to pick up one of them, he was scattered by the sound tide.
Lu Feng opened his eyes violently, his head was dizzy, he stumbled under his feet, and almost fell to the ground.
Tutor Feng, who was standing on the side to supervise, glanced at Lu Feng and said lightly: "If you fail, come down and go to rest on the side." ”
Lu Feng shook his swollen head, walked to the edge of the hall and stood, looking at the record on the chip, he himself felt as if a few hours had passed, but in fact only 6 minutes had passed.
Recalling the experience of struggling to identify information in the sound tide, Lu Feng exhaled and stood on the side for a while, as if there were echoes of tens of thousands of people shouting in his head gradually disappeared, only then did he see Shen Tianzong shaking his head and walking over, almost bumping into someone on the way.
"How's that?" Lu Feng asked him.
"Hey, it almost happened. Shen Tianzong grinned and said unwillingly: "It's a pity, I struggled with those voices for a long time, and finally failed to lock up." ”
"I'm also a failure. Lu Feng sighed and said.
Shen Tianzong saw that Lu Feng looked dejected, but he was the first to come out of failure, laughed, regained his natural optimism again, raised his hand and patted Lu Feng's shoulder and said: "Hey, hey, what's the frustration, a genius like Young Master Ben hasn't succeeded, I don't believe that others can succeed, cut." ”
After Shen Tianzong's enlightenment, Lu Feng was relieved, too, if it was easy and simple to communicate with exotic creatures, there would not be so many trainee mediators who would not be able to become official mediators in their lifetimes, and after waiting for a while, Lu Feng looked at other people, including the blonde girl with the highest mental power, Bai Xing, who also failed, and there was no surprise in his heart, and Shen Tianzong looked completely expected.
After everyone had finished the perceptual exercises, Instructor Feng announced that he would continue the theory class tomorrow, and let everyone disperse.
Lu Feng always felt dizzy and dizzy, and he didn't want to do anything else, so he went back to his room and fell asleep, until he woke up leisurely in the evening, hungry and his stomach throbbed, and he ate several servings of paste nutritious meals in a row.
The next day, Lu Feng arrived at the teaching room and found that Shen Tianzong had not yet come, and after waiting for a while, Shen Tianzong was almost rushing into the classroom door before the class bell.
Shen Tianzong looked like he had just woken up, his hair was messy, his eyes were sleepy, his clothes were wrinkled, and he ran to sit down next to Lu Feng like a burning buttocks.
Lu Feng lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you only here now?" The chip should remind you of the time, shouldn't you have slept from yesterday to now?"
Shen Tianzong took a heavy breath and said in a low voice: "No, I don't think I've ever been so tired, it feels like running a marathon, don't mention it." I didn't wake up when the chip was called, and I told it to shut up in a daze, but the smart chip really shut up, and the last few minutes screamed in my head, and I was so scared that my soul flew out when I saw the time, and I ran to the teaching room with a roll. ”
Lu Feng couldn't help laughing and teased: "This chip is quite smart." ”
Shen Tianzong grabbed his hair, and he was not annoyed, but just smiled: "This is something that has condensed the efforts of dozens of generations of media masters, and it is naturally extraordinary. ”
Lu Feng saw some information about this in the library area yesterday, and just wanted to speak, Tutor Feng, who had changed into a gray robe, walked in the door at this time, and Lu Feng could only give up.
Tutor Feng looked around at everyone and saw that some people were still a little tired on their faces, so he said, "No one is late, it's good." Now you should also realize the problem of mental power consumption caused by contacting the foreign world, this is the other price that the mediator needs to pay to contact the foreign world in addition to the space-time crystal, so if you haven't recovered your spirit in this class, stand up and listen. ”
As soon as Tutor Feng's words fell, several people staggered to their feet, Bai Xing, who had the highest spiritual power value, and the only young man with energy value, Shen Tianzong wiped his face and stood up with a yawn.
Lu Feng was embarrassed, he "recovered" so quickly, it seems that he really has no talent.