141. Prom
Dean hitched a ride back to Las Vegas, pressed the various auditory hallucinations buzzing like bees in his head, and leaned back in the back seat to close his eyes to inspect the system.
Claim your rewards
Personal experience +150
Lv4(30/500)βlv4(180/500)
You have killed all members of Cletti's team of the Adept, please choose a special reward from the following:
A. Specialized Primary Mental Motivation:
With this specialty, your thoughts and feelings will have the power of physical form, which will be transformed into telekinesis capable of interfering with reality, and will assist you in attacking, defending, manipulating visible and intangible things, and shaping and changing according to your wishes and imagination. Mental power is continuously consumed when used.
The effect of mental dynamics interfering with reality is directly proportional to mental attributes and transformation efficiency, and is affected by one's own emotions.
Note: A minimum of 20 Stamina is required to activate this feat, and to select this feat, you must raise your stat to the bottom within a month, otherwise the feats will disappear.
B. Strengthen the "Shadow of the Past":
The next time Shadow is upgraded, the system will greatly enhance its original telekinesis
In addition, you will receive an additional 0.5 will
C. 100 points of shooting proficiency
D.1 free attribute point
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Dean frowned after reading it.
Option A is tempting.
Referring to Clayty's performance in the previous battle, the telekinetic barrier easily prevented rifle and high-powered pistol fire, and even exploded grenades at close range, and also hung Dean in the air and hit one-sidedly.
If it weren't for being restrained by the spirit bullet, it would be simply omnipotent.
However, Dean's current spiritual attribute is only 17.6, and the attribute points obtained from upgrading are not enough to add 20.
Even if he creates a miracle and raises it to 20 points in a month, there is a high probability that he will be directly schizophrenic.
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"Exclude A." Dean pondered that both Clyty and Tame the Tramp had telekinetic powers, and it was clear that this superpower was not uncommon, and there would be no shortage of opportunities to obtain it in the future.
"Wait until the spiritual will is improved, lay a good foundation, and then take the power expertise next time!"
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Dean hesitated between B, C, and D.
The freedom attribute is precious, and the 100 shooting proficiency is also worth more than two months of penance.
However, when the shadow of the past was promoted from lv0 to lv1, he already had telekinesis in advance, and in the previous battle with Clayty, this telekinesis helped Dean get the M1900 that decided the outcome of the battle, and its importance is undoubted.
It's just that the strength of the Shadow of the Past's telekinesis is too far behind Clayty, at most equivalent to the full strength of a ten-year-old child, and the manipulation is not refined enough.
Choose B, the shadow of lv1 (197/200) only needs to be warmed in the board for three days to upgrade and get strengthened, filling the defect of weak telekinesis!
Dean's combat effectiveness is bound to increase by leaps and bounds.
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Dean thought for a moment,
Will: 13.5β14
A moist coolness swept through my mind, and the various desires that rose and fell like a tide, and the wild horse-like thoughts were instantly docile, and the tinnitus was slightly weakened.
But the pain in the back of his entire head began to tear again, like a knife every ten seconds.
"Shhhh There has to be a way to control it. β
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At half past six in the evening, Dee returned to Las Vegas to do a red dragon meditation, and then drove the extended Lincoln to Britney's house.
"Customers, the collar and corsage you ordered have arrived!"
"Oh my God, it takes an afternoon to buy flowers? Did you drive to Los Angeles, or were you kidnapped? Jenny took the red rose he had in hand, rolled her eyes and complained, "We almost called the police!" β
"Haha, you guys haven't seen through the essence of this flowery carrot," Baker put his arm around Dean's shoulder, "I guess he's spent the afternoon with the sexy little wildcats in the mall!" β
Dean poked the rose corsage into the chest of Baker's black suit, and poked the other party in ecstasy, "I encountered a little trouble, but it was all solved,"
With that, he pulled Gretchen over his left wrist and put the tulip flower on.
The girl wore delicate light makeup, her long silky hair draped over her shoulders, her fingers flashing black nail polish put on the same corsage for him, and her blue eyes looked at his face seriously.
"Why are you so white-faced and have changed into a suit? Are you not feeling well? β
"You read it wrong, I couldn't be better! Letβs goοΌ β
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Seven o'clock in the evening.
Lengthened Lincoln drove the sunset to a brightly lit basketball arena next to the state high school.
Outside the gate, a giant banner reading "Welcome, Welcome" was unfurled in mid-air, and a red carpet was laid out at the gate, decorated with brightly colored garlands along the way, and a strong fragrance surged in the air.
The atmosphere was as lively as Christmas.
In addition to graduates, there are also junior students who are very immature in appearance and temperament, and their behavior is frizzy.
There were also a very small number of middle-aged men and women, as well as gray-haired old people, who took their children's arms and mixed into the ball.
Gretchen saw his confusion and explained with a smile, "The school doesn't have a hard and fast rule that only 12th graders can participate. Grade 10 or 11 students can also enter the dance as partners upon invitation from the graduates. β
"If you can't really invite school-age dance partners, you can invite your parents or grandparents to accompany you. As long as you are not afraid of classmates laughing. β
Dean nodded, pulled open the door, and held out his hand to Gretchen,
"Please, ma'am."
Gretchen grabbed his arm wistfully and walked down the red carpet into the hall.
Rust grabbed Britney, Baker and Jennifer laughed and followed, and Abby in the pale white dress stomped her foot and finally followed.
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The cold air blows in the face, dissipating the sweltering heat outside.
The crowd walked through a fantastical arch made of colorful balloons, and strings of colored lights fell from the ceiling.
Gorgeous curtains, silver glittering wallpaper, and delicate and cute prop trees all combine to form a small castle.
Countless young men and women gathered around the castle, showing off their new clothes and bold haircuts with their companions, and bragging about how handsome and beautiful their dance partners were.
In the center of the castle, under a dance shed built by a crystal curtain, another group of enthusiastic people were dancing to the exuberant music on the radio.
Some are a couple of men and women walking happily face to face and shaking their hands, some are a few friends in a circle in a circle, and some people are nimbly walking alone on the dance floor, and when they meet a beautiful girl with long hair fluttering, they stop and put their hands on their hips in a funny way and harass a few words.
In Dean's opinion, they danced in a haphazard manner, but they all had fun.
The bunches of colored lights hanging from the ceiling illuminated the sweaty faces, laughing wantonly, and the sweat on the hair,
Dean was infected by this cheerful and energetic atmosphere, and the tingling and auditory hallucinations in the back of his head were slightly reduced.
"Hi Dean, Gretchen...", a voice interrupted his emotions, and the principal's lady, who was sitting at the drink section to the right of the balloon gate, waved to the group,
"Good evening, Miss Lantz, what's in here?" A group of people walked over,
"Juices, soft drinks... Mixed drinks, safe to drink, no added alcohol," Landswin smiled and poured a few glasses of grape juice from the barrel, "taste them all." β
"Well, it's better than the juice in the school cafeteria..."Baker and Jenny smashed their mouths after a "glass of wine",
"There are snacks over there, chicken skewers, steaks... Replenish your energy before dancing. Lanz winked at the crowd,
"Haha, then we're welcome!"
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A few hungry people walked to the table, and the principal stopped Dean, full of appreciation and expectation,
"You know, there are so many kids in our school, you're my favorite one."
"You're overrated, there are more people who are better than me." Dean shook his head casually,
The principal lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "I have a very accurate eye, you will definitely be the most outstanding student of Nevaa State High School in the future, accomplishing a shocking and amazing feat." So when you get ahead, don't forget your alma mater. β
"I lend you good words." Dean took a sip of a soda and grinned and patted his head.
"Go ahead, kid, and let the girls go crazy for you!"
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"Hi, Dean."
A lively voice stopped Dean's steps.
As soon as he turned around, he saw an Asian girl dressed in a white princess dress and dressed like a delicate doll smiling sweetly at him.
"I'm Tang Ya, remember, you helped me several times."
"Hmm, a little impressed?"
"Can you take a photo with us as a memorial before graduation?"
The girl tugged her sideburns' black hair behind her ears, and her pretty face was dyed red because of shyness and nervousness.
Behind her, on the left side of the dance floor, behind a tripod-mounted camera, a group of girls of the same age looked at this side with sparkling eyes.
Before Dean could answer, the dozen or so young and lovely girls surrounded him and dragged him behind the camera.
Click, click, flash,
The girls held his arm without notice, their chests were close together, and they even put their long legs on him, and took a group photo, and then they pestered him enthusiastically and began to take double photos.
With a mechanical smile, Dean is forced to turn into a mascot, an automatic pose stand, and cooperate with the photo.
I took dozens of photos and changed countless poses.
He finally found the opportunity to push away the pink fist jade leg and slipped out!
"Hey, Kung Fu Master, don't run!" A tall and long-legged black man wiped his nose, "Let's have a classic action to match." β
Click!
Photo freeze.
The black monster screamed and kicked him, and Dean stood across from him and shook his finger at him, with a Bruce Lee-esque haughty and disdain in his eyes.
After this one.
The original passionate and dynamic music suddenly changed and became lyrical and gentle, as if a feather had floated to the heart.
Every breath you take
Your every move
You break all shackles
It's pas de deux!
Teenagers and girls walked onto the dance floor hand in hand.
"Britney?" Rust took a deep breath and straightened his collar, looking at the little red apple-like face beside him, "That's good, do you want to... You get the idea... Just you and me. β
"Be louder, I can't hear clearly." Britney looked at him expectantly,
"I said... Can I invite you to a dance?! β
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, silly!" Britney pulled him onto the dance floor.
"Let's go, Jenny?" Baker wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth at the dining table, took off the ice cream from his girlfriend's hand, and stared affectionately,
"If you dare to step on my foot this time, you will die!" Jenny grabbed Baker's waist and began to shake slowly,
"POSE is very skillful," Gretchen, who was dressed in a black dress, approached Dean at some point, and quipped with his hands on his chest, "It feels good to hug left and right?" β
"Don't get me wrong, I'm about to graduate, everyone asks me to take pictures, I can't refuse without being kind?" Dean cleared his throat, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly, and he didn't know if it was the effect of music, and the tinnitus eased again.
"Follow me!" Without saying a word, Gretchen grabbed his arm and walked onto the dance floor, his hands around his shoulders and around his neck.
Dean's hands wrapped around her waist, feeling the warmth of silk.
The two of them swayed from side to side to the soothing music, and the complex dance techniques that they had spent a lot of time practicing in the past were not used at all, but only merged into the rhythm of the music with the sensations of their bodies.
Every action you make
I'll be watching
The eyes looked directly at each other, and the cheeks slowly drew closer.
At this moment, the light blue eyes like Lake Gretchen were full of affection and sweetness, as if they contained magical power, which was a good medicine.
instantly healed Dean's originally unusually manic heart and straightened out his chaotic thoughts.
The visions that raged in Dean's mind disappeared at this moment, and the tinnitus and neuralgia were almost completely gone.
He didn't care about the future or the future, and printed it on his lips as soft as petals.
Not far from the dance floor, Rust, Britney, Jenny, Baker, and dozens of couples also quietly lowered their heads...
The lights and swaying bodies make everyone seem to be walking lightly in the clouds.
I'm going to look at you
I'm going to look at you
The music is eternal in the moment.
After a song.
The young people in the ballroom parted gently, looked at each other and smiled, their foreheads against each other enjoying a faint warmth.
Dean's gaze froze over Grechen's flushed face and shoulders.
"What's wrong?"
Gretchen followed his gaze and turned to look.
A thin girl in a pale white dance dress walked up to a handsome boy with oily hair, gently twisted the corners of her skirt, and smiled shyly.
"Swain, is it convenient to dance together?"
"I'm sorry, I want to take a break," the boy shook his head tactfully.
The girl clenched her fists with cheer and puffed up, and walked quickly through the lively crowd to find another bespectacled, bookish little boy who was talking to a few classmates, trying to show a sincere smile, and her hands with tulips were twisted together.
"Parr-san, is it convenient?"
The boy looked her head-to-toe and shook his head,
"I'm sorry, I have to accompany my girlfriend."
As he spoke, he pulled his friend away, and sighed in an exaggerated tone, "Oh my God, did you hear that?" β
The girl froze in place, looking blankly at the princes and princesses of the castle, and for a long time she walked alone to the very edge of the hall and sat down, feeling alone and lonely, feeling like a lowly earthly servant, out of place with her surroundings.
"Abby, no matter how hard you try, it never changes, no one cares about you."
Abby sniffled, and the action was like a signal, and the boundless sourness came up, and she covered her face with her hands, and a trembling cry came out of her throat.
"Hey..."
A cold voice rang out,
"Want to dance? Beautiful lady. β
"What did you say?"
Abby was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw the man in front of her standing still, half-bowed, and his right arm bent forward towards her.
"Dean, you're not with Gretchen?" Abby hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes,
"Come on, let's go!"
Dean took her hand and stepped onto the dance floor.
Abby's reddened eyes looked around blankly, and then her body stiffened, and the other party's hands wrapped around her waist, and the hot palms seemed to contain magical power, making her involuntarily wrap around the other party's neck, gently swaying her steps to the music.
"Relax, Abby, feel the music, the groove, just like we rehearsed." Dean looked into her eyes with a smile, his gaze full of appreciation and encouragement.
Abby suddenly felt her heart tremble, and a stream of heat rushed out of her heart and swam across her neck, staining her face red,
"yes, just swing along with it, that's good, you're dancing great."
"Really?"
"It's like a fake! Be confident, Abby, you're beautiful now. β
"But why didn't anyone invite me, or even accept my invitation?"
"Boys at this age are very superficial and have a clear stupidity, but in a few years they will become smart and crazy about you."
"It's a lie, but I feel much more comfortable... Dean, you're a good guy. Abby buried her face in his chest, her cheeks flushed, her eyes narrowed like a kitten, "Lend me a lean." β
Dean gently stroked Abby's supple hair, and her gaze met with the reassuring Gretchen in the distance.
I realized something.
This world is not only about superpowers, monsters, fighting, and death.
And something else, ordinary people, friends, companions.
Ordinary people's hearts are also precious and worth cherishing.
At this moment, the annoying tinnitus and neuralgia finally disappeared completely.
I'm sorry.,It's been a little bit late.,The braincase throbs every few seconds.,It's crazy.,Especially when you use your brain.,It hurts to die.,So I can't update it.γ
During this time, there will be a daily update for the time being.,When I recover, I'll return to normal updates.γ
(End of chapter)