The college's cafeteria is particularly special.

In addition to a variety of common delicacies, there are also strawberry sauce xiaolongbao, tomato and egg soup coffee, caramel syrup cheong fun, original sauerkraut latte, strawberry mapo tofu and other new delicacies that combine different regional characteristics.

The vast majority of food can be bought with normal money. There are only a handful of particularly expensive packages that use Academy Coins.

As he walked into the cafeteria, Russell noticed that the "Magic Meal of the Week" posted on the wall was "Endless Fish Soup (Fishing Version)".

The soup bowl will lead to an out-of-the-same surface full of water, and diners can use a ready-made fishing rod to fish in the soup bowl to perfectly feel the violence of the fish.

"I've caught, I've caught, I've caught fish in fish soup." Amid the cacophony of the cafeteria, Russell heard someone shouting.

Russell didn't feel the need to spend Academy Coins in such a fancy and pointless place.

He ordered a pork knuckle rice with chicken thighs and used WeChat Pay.

- Russell has a special fondness for pork knuckle rice, and suspects that it contains some kind of symbolism based on occult homophony.

As he enjoyed his meal and looked at the chicken legs on his plate, Russell couldn't help but try out the skills he had learned in his previous class.

He first turned on his psionic vision, then raised his chicken legs, gathered his spirit and spirituality, and performed his spiritism.

"Use the corpse of the dead as a medium to summon the souls of the deceased!"

As Russell poured spiritual energy into the drumsticks, the entire drumsticks began to tremble.

"Giggles, cluck!"

A rooster ghost emerges on the table, screaming.

Russell let out a necromancer's grotesque grin, allowing spirits to communicate with the souls of the dead, while intimidating them with the severed limbs in his hands.

The souls of the dead trembled, and they flapped their bright wings incessantly.

The intimidation was successful.

"O dismembered dead, follow my commands!"

Russell tried to drive the souls of the dead with consciousness, infusing spiritual energy into the ghosts, and controlling them to produce some supernatural phenomena.

Under the evil manipulation of the necromancer Russell, the souls of the deceased let out a "clucking" cry of sorrow and reluctantly drifted to the plate.

It took a lot of effort to slowly lift the plate.

Bang dang.

The dinner plate, which had just floated up and was a few centimeters away from the tabletop, fell back down.

"Strange!

"The supernatural phenomenon created by ghosts shouldn't be so weak, why is it so difficult to lift a plate?"

Theoretically, in the case of psychic people infusing spiritual energy, the ability of ordinary ghosts to move objects can allow an adult to float in the air for a few seconds.

At this time, Russell suddenly thought of a possibility-

Could it be that chickens are too small compared to humans, so the weight of objects they can move is more limited?

On the other hand, what if I was communicating with the soul of a larger creature?

Bang bang bang!

Russell had just thought in this direction when he saw a huge monster rushing into the cafeteria.

It's the ghost of the Tyrannosaurus rex that Russell saw before!

The ghost of the Tyrannosaurus rex ran wild in the cafeteria. Passing through rows of tables and chairs and students enjoying their food, no one perceived its presence.

Russell stretched out his right hand towards the Tyrannosaurus Rex ghost, which emitted a faint blue glow, trying to manipulate the undead.

Drive the spirits!

"Wandering ghosts, follow my will."

The galloping Tyrannosaurus rex braked suddenly.

It turned its head, feeling the psychic trying to manipulate it, showing pain and displeasure, and struggled violently.

Ghosts infused with psionic energy can interfere with physical reality, and in the process of struggling, the Tyrannosaurus rex overturned an entire row of unmanned tables and chairs, attracting the gaze of the surrounding students.

"What's the situation? Who overturned these tables and chairs? ”

"Is it the senior of the Department of Mind and Illusion who is invisibly drunk and crazy?"

"Is it the undead?"

"I turned on my vision and didn't see anything. It's not a ghost! ”

“……”

Russell raised his right hand with difficulty, feeling that he was controlling a wild horse that had escaped, and his spiritual energy was rapidly depleted.

A few seconds later, the T-Rex broke free from Russell's control and rushed straight out of the cafeteria.

Russell clutched his slightly aching head:

"Sure enough, for me, a beginner, it's still a bit difficult to come up and control the soul of a Tyrannosaurus rex.

"When you're fully proficient, you should be able to barely control it for a second or two.

"This is much stronger than the supernatural phenomena created by ordinary human ghosts!"

What better way to drive the ghosts of humans than to drive the ghosts of Tyrannosaurus rex?

Russell was quite pleased with the result.

The ghosts that control ancient creatures can be used as their hole card abilities. And even other people with psionic vision can't see these ghosts.

If Young Master Bai or someone else from the White Wolf Club came to trouble him, he could surprise his opponent with this move!

"Try another use of the spirit!"

Russell turned his gaze back to the rooster ghost on the table, and pointed at it with a fierce look.

"O wandering soul, follow my will and possess me."

Possessed by ghosts!

A stream of knowledge came to Russell's mind.

[Rooster crows: You can cluck like a rooster.] 】

This strand of knowledge is not manifested in words, but is closer to some kind of pure perception, and only after Russell's own logical arrangement, it resembles words.

"I actually extracted the ghost's expertise before his death. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be of much use. Russell was half surprised, half disappointed.

"Try another creature soul!"

He lifted the possession of the chicken soul, looked at the duck neck on the plate next to him, and tried to summon the duck ghost corresponding to the duck neck again.

However, Russell had barely gathered his energy when an unbearable feeling of dizziness came over him, interrupting his channeling.

The world around him darkened slightly, and even the noisy sound of the cafeteria in his ears was much weaker, and a strong sense of sleepiness swirled in his head.

"No, I'm running out of spiritual energy, let's try again next time.

"My spiritual level is still too low......"

Russell knew very well that after all, he was only a novice transcendent who had awakened spiritually for a month and a half, and he was also the weakest group in the entire academy.

"After the spiritual energy is restored, try the other animal soul possession and see what expertise you will gain. Strive to have a little hole card as soon as possible. ”

The college's work-study assignment has not yet been announced, and the White Wolf Club and other campus gangs have not yet troubled him.

The top priority is to grow into a transcendent person who can take charge of his own affairs as soon as possible!

Russell thought as he ran to the cafeteria window and packed several different corpses in a row.

What braised rabbit head, what salted fish, what roast pork, what tuna, all stuffed into the dimensional waist bag.

Dimensional waist bag, bring your own food to keep it fresh, it is the best choice for home travel, killing people and selling goods!

……

For the next week, Professor Black Amber taught the students the techniques of spiritism every day.

From the second day of class, the psychic classroom is not limited to new students, but also includes other old students who have been repeating in the first grade for a long time and have no chance of promotion.

The number of people in the classroom suddenly increased to several dozen.

After repeated practice, Russell was able to share the senses of the spirits in the process of driving the spirits, making the spirits an excellent scout.

And even the ghosts of large creatures such as polar bears, Russell can barely control them for a short time.

In the process of practicing spiritism, Russell also felt more and more that his spiritual level was too low.

With Russell's current spiritual level, even if he just turns on his spiritual vision and does nothing else, he can only maintain his spiritual vision for 20 minutes.

Once the ghost is exorcized, I am afraid it will only last for 10 minutes.

"My current strength can only be regarded as just entering the early first grade." Russell roughly judged.

Some time ago, according to the requirements for spiritual intensity in the promoted grade, combined with the profiles of different students, Subway researched a detailed and subtle hierarchy to measure the spiritual intensity and the strength of the transcendental.

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