In that space in his consciousness, every time Chen Dao pulled up the big sword a little, he could feel that the power in his body was stronger.

On the bus, he held the armrest of the alloy steel pipe, and with a slight force on his thumb, he pressed it into a small pit.

He knew that now, with his strength, there was not much difference between this steel and paper skin.

And suddenly gaining such a huge power, he felt and controlled it without any discomfort, and even felt a little like a fish in water, after all, he had already experienced the whole process of similar power from awakening to strength in the other world - and this experience lasted for more than thirty years, longer than the time he had been in this world, and if he was familiar with it, he was even more familiar with this state.

However, he did not feel much joy or excitement, but more anxiety and worry.

His "otherworldly PTSD" has not been completely solved, the problem of the nightmare has not really been solved, and the greater the power, the more destructive it will be.

He can control himself when he wakes up, but what about when he falls asleep? What about another nightmare?

If he accidentally fell asleep on the sofa and had a nightmare a few days ago, he had the strength he has now, then when he woke up, the coffee table would have been torn apart by him and smashed into Liang Yun who entered the door, I really didn't dare to think what the result would be.

If it is in the other world, such a power can help him and "Xiao Qi" survive better.

But in this world, he just wants to live in peace and make sure that his loved ones are not harmed.

And these forces from another world, obviously, like the experience of another world, will not be a "golden finger" with only benefits and no disadvantages, but more like a "chain" that stretches out from the other world and twists his neck.

But...... Can he give up the power represented by the big sword and that "thing" in the space of consciousness?

Chen Dao found that it was not a question of whether he was willing to give up subjectively, but that he had no way to do it.

In that space of consciousness, his hand did not "hold" the hilt of the great sword, but merged with the hilt of the great sword.

He had only two options, either pull the greatsword out of the ground or stay still.

But it was clear that the power had been activated, and there was no way he could reset it.

Now it seems that the only way to do this is to draw the sword first, try to grasp the full power of that "thing", and then see what to do with it.

It's also helpless, when in the other world, whether it is Chen Dao or "Xiao Qi", or other traversers, they are always trying various methods and making every effort to make their "super power" stronger, but the improvement of strength is always slow and elusive.

As a result, when he returned to this world, he didn't want "super power" at all, and he didn't want to be related to the other world at all, but he instantly gave him much more powerful power than when he was at the peak of the other world.

In the next few days, Chen Dao basically spent all the time he used to exercise his body to study the big sword in the consciousness space, to study the impact of the power it brought on the body, and how to "pull" it out faster.

The result of the research is that as long as he tries to "pull" in the space of consciousness, he can "pull" it up little by little, and as the big sword is pulled up little by little, the power contained in it seems to flow into Chen Dao's body little by little, making him stronger and stronger.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before the big sword is fully drawn and the power is fully absorbed.

It would be nice to have it when he was in the other world—that was Chen Dao's first thought.

Chen Dao, who inspired the "super power", still got some practical benefits after all.

With enough sleep and a good mental state, his memory, calculation ability, and thinking response have all been greatly improved.

Take a book casually, a page of more than 500 words, he can sweep it in only two to three seconds, and then directly memorize it and "imprint" it in his mind.

Many complex calculations or deductions can also be completed in one-tenth or less of the previous time.

He feels like there is a supercomputer in the space of consciousness, and all his questions, all information, can be quickly answered, stored and read quickly.

Not to mention the physical ability, he can easily lift thousands of pounds of stones, can jump twenty or thirty meters high, can instantly freeze a bucket of water into ice, and can burn iron red with his hands.

And doing this is not the limit at all.

When he was studying, working part-time, he was able to get twice the result with half the effort, with super high efficiency, and he didn't feel the slightest tiredness.

He believes that in this state, no matter what kind of work he does, he will definitely be able to achieve good results and get good remuneration.

Even if he wants to keep a low profile, it is difficult to do so.

There are countless ways for him to get a good material reward if he wants to.

But this state also brought him a lot of troubles, such as the improvement of his senses such as hearing, smell, and vision, which made him more aware of the surrounding situation. But this understanding did not allow him to relax in control of his surroundings, but rather made him more nervous, and he now even had a strong instinct to attack compared to his previous defensive instincts.

For example, sometimes when crossing the street on the sidewalk, a car is coming in the distance, and he slows down until he is closer, he knows in his heart that the car will definitely stop, but his body instinct will have an urge to "smash all the objects that dare to rush at him", and he will have the idea of killing all threats in advance.

When he walks alone in the bustling streets, at least half of his energy is actually spent on suppressing his various tyrannical impulses.

Only when Liang Yun was around, he was able to calm down and focus on her - because of the instinct from the other world, he would believe in her and rely on her.

But sometimes, even if he is with Liang Yun, he can't help but want to "find trouble".

Like now.

Chen Dao and Liang Yun are queuing up, ready to buy a very popular Internet celebrity snack.

The two of them usually don't join in this excitement, but Liang Yun heard her mother say that she had eaten this snack at a friend's house before, and it tasted good, so she happened to see it today, so she thought about buying some and sending it back to her parents and Chen Dao's parents to try it.

But seeing that it was almost them, five big men wearing vests and various tattoos on their shoulders, who looked like they were not easy to mess with, were directly inserted into the position behind them.

Originally, behind the two of them was a little brother with glasses, and after seeing this, he instinctively said "hey~", and was glared at by the five people a few times, and then he was silent again.

At this time, the clerk was also busy, or pretended not to see, and did not come to take care of it.

Although the people in the back were dissatisfied, they saw that the little brother who was cut in line shrank back, and the five people looked really hard to mess with, so they didn't say anything, and a few people who wanted to take a video with their mobile phones were also stared at a few times and put down.

Anyway, seeing that the queue is not very long, and it is quick to buy this snack, it is not worth making a fuss about it.

Chen Dao turned around and said to the biggest man crowded behind him, "What are you doing standing here? ”

His tone sounded very impatient, as if he was training a child, so that the five big men who cut in line were a little confused at first glance.

Chen Dao raised his voice: "What are you doing standing here?" Is this where you stand? Will there be a queue? Will it be in order? Is it because you don't have long legs or no brains? ”

For a while, the front and back of the team, and even a few clerks, all cast their eyes over, looking at the two groups of people who were tense here.

A few people who had just been threatened by the sight of the five big men and put down their mobile phones would hold up their mobile phones again, as if they were afraid of missing the picture that might burst into the circle of friends.

Liang Yun next to Chen Dao was nervously tugging at the hem of his T-shirt, she was a little worried, but she didn't make a sound, and she didn't mean to stop Chen Dao.