Chapter 238 237.Is this my [projection]?

【Ding~Madness +1000】

【Ding~Madness +1000】

【Ding~Skill Fragment +1】

【Ding~Knowledge Fragment +1】

There was a series of prompts in Lloyd's ears, and a large wave of mental pollution came to his face, and the madness value began to rise, until it rose by 7,000 points, and the prompt tone stopped.

It's about to be upgraded again......

Looks like the 'Double XP' event has become a permanent one?

And as the mental pollution temporarily subsided, the reaction inside the bud also quieted down, and it no longer looked like a living thing.

But the touch is still warm and silky, like a girl's delicate skin.

Lloyd couldn't help but touch two more handfuls, and by the way, he gave off inspiration, wanting to see what was hidden in this bud?

As a result, the inspiration was resisted by a soft force, unable to enter, and could not see anything when the spiritual vision was turned on, and there was only a white patch in front of him, which was very mysterious.

Lloyd withdrew his hand and sat cross-legged on the spot, wondering what was going on?

He speculated that this should be the Negative Sage guiding him, using the previous wood-colored wax marks and the Sage statue as materials to create a [Consciousness Projection Body]

You should be able to control it, and you should be able to bring it to reality.

But perhaps because of the influence of the image of the Sage, there is some kind of mysterious connection between this [projection] and the Rejected Sage, which he cannot understand for the time being.

The vitality and movement within the past, and the spiritual pollution that comes with it, are testaments to the existence of this connection.

And judging from the intensity of spiritual pollution, this should be regarded as some kind of 'intimate contact', at least more intimate than [Audience with the Holy One].

I also obtained some knowledge fragments and skill fragments before, but they were meaningless and invalid fragments, which had been automatically sorted into the 'recycle bin' area of my brain by the panel.

This situation is very similar to that of Elolo.

So to sum up, the act of touching the bud just now is equivalent to a 'night attack' of Elolo?

The Sage of the Rejection saw that she was helping Eloro with the burden, and she couldn't sit still, saying that she would join the ...... as well Party?

And then it was taken this way?

Of course, Lloyd said that there was no problem, his character was a rational young man with a tough heart, and he could fully withstand such mental pollution!

Better have more!

The only regret is that none of the fragments you get are useful......

When I helped Wei Ya and Buster share the spiritual pollution, I learned the skills directly from them, but in the end, these two sages can only learn this?

Is this the difference between a saint and an ordinary transcendent?

After thinking about it, Lloyd temporarily left the [Thinking Field], and then recalled the [Manifestation] knowledge in his mind, and while constantly thinking of the huge flower buds, he began to mobilize spiritual power and inspiration.

He wanted to try to control it, to see if he could project it into the present world first.

And it turned out to be a failure?

The feedback from the inspiration was: 'The consciousness is not yet fully ready for projection'.

This result surprised no one Lloyd, after all, his current understanding of the [Manifestation] side is still limited to the foundation and the surface, and even the [Enlightenment] has not been completed, and it is impossible to control such a complexity, even involving the [projection] of a sage

But judging from the feedback of inspiration, he can still control it in the future, but he still owes a little fire?

So when will it be ready?

What's in it?

Could it be a beautiful and cute girl?

Lloyd couldn't help but start a big series of thoughts, and finally shook his head with a smile, and reminisced about the knowledge of the [Embodiment] system in his mind.

As the main route and way of the [Manifestation] system, [projection] is actually a very advanced knowledge, and it also presents the characteristics of being easy to learn and difficult to master.

At the beginning, it is often only possible to project some stick figure patterns, or simple and easy-to-understand things, and it is just a phantom, without a substance, and it is just a picture.

In order to make it truly practical and reliable, and to give full play to the corresponding functions, it requires a long period of study, research, and practice, and it is more difficult the further you go.

Theoretically speaking, there is no limit to the number of [projections] that can be constructed as a [consciousness] and there is enough spiritual power and inspiration to control it, then theoretically it is possible to achieve the spectacular picture of 'one person forming an army'.

But even if it is an orthodox [Manifestation] powerhouse, they will only choose 1-2 pieces of [Consciousness Body], and then polish, optimize, and maintain it wholeheartedly, just like the natal magic weapon contained in Xianxia.

And the shoddy 'paper man' projection is obviously not the opponent of this kind of powerful projection, and it is not enough for others to fight.

However, the content behind these is still too far away for the current Lloyd.

He knew his current situation very well, he didn't even enter the door, and this huge bud was still completed with a little help from the sage.

Keep up the good work!

At this moment, Lloyd suddenly heard a painful roar in the corridor outside, and hurriedly opened the door and went out to take a look.

With the help of Vision, he saw the current situation of his two rivals.

The scholar was lying on the bed, pale and sweating, as if he had fallen into a coma.

The investigator was on his knees, his head in his hands, and he was already sweating profusely in some kind of intense pain.

But they should all have broken free from that part of the [story], but they just looked a little embarrassed.

Lloyd took out his pocket watch again and looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening......

Is it so hard to crack the story?

I've already tossed out my own [projection] here, have you just come out?

But I don't blame you, after all, it's a fourth-order versus a seventh-order, and only those who work hard enough and are really talented can get out easily.

Lloyd sneered, pouted again, and shook his head.

He didn't bother anyone, but he felt hungry and went to the first floor to find something to eat.

Below there are already housekeepers who have arranged for the delivery of sandwiches, barbecues, vegetable salads and other ordinary foods, the portions are very large and nutritionally balanced.

It's a pity that his cooking skills are not good, he lacks creativity, and he is far less creative than Lloyd's craft, and he shakes his head again and again.

……………………

At this time, on the third floor, the three bigwigs present did not have the intention of dining at all, but were confirming the results of the first day.

"So...... Adding up the time it took the three readers to crack the story, Lloyd took 20 seconds, Sam took 5 hours, and Odys took 6 hours and 38 minutes, so Olga your final time is 11 hours, 38 minutes and 20 seconds, no objection, right? ”

The butler looked at the pocket watch in his hand and asked.

"No...... No, there is! Is it possible to remove those 20 seconds? Even if it's for the sake of hush money? ”

Olga replied dejectedly.

This 'bet' is based on who has the longest time and who is the final winner, and Alga's length of time is obviously no chance......

But he wasn't particularly frustrated, because through a series of painful bargains, he and another bigwig had finally pried open the butler's mouth, and made him accept a lucrative hush money that would not reveal the news of the 'secret weapon' Lloyd.

Then, as long as you can say that Lloyd can help you win a game, you can still complete the eighth [Detachment].

But there is probably only one chance, and you have to compete with Onisa, and it must be another big hemorrhage.

The trio had already negotiated a follow-up matter, and only then did they have the leisure to pay attention to the plight of the other two 'readers'.

As a result, I happened to see the scene of Olga's 'cocooning and self-restraint'.

The helper he hired was an experienced [Order] investigator named Odyss.

The 'plot' that Olga arranged for him was prepared with various explicit instructions at the beginning, and arranged a lot of things that the investigator was familiar with, believing that as long as the other party can regain his self-knowledge, he can immediately realize that this is Olga's [story]

Then he will be able to adjust the rhythm with ease, easily deal with the unfolding of the 'plot', and control the time and rhythm to help Olga get the most benefit.

But it was precisely because there were many familiar people and things that this investigator fell into it, and he only regained his self-knowledge very late, and he did not give full play to the advantages of the [Decree] system to facilitate self-awareness, and as a result, he became the last one to get out of the [story].

Although this gamble was originally slower than anyone else, the investigator helped Olga delay enough time, but it also made him consume a lot of himself, embarrassed, and seriously affected his state, and when he entered someone else's story tomorrow, I am afraid it will be ugly.

Therefore, it is still a risky operation to arrange a link in the 'plot' that can indicate the identity of the 'author'.

"Alas...... He is the child of one of my cousins, and he is also a talented genius, and he is highly expected by the family, and he is even more pampered, and he has specially arranged for him to choose the [Decree] system, hoping to join me in the future and provoke the pillars of the family......

As a result, I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing in the end...... Alas, I can only hope that he will not be depressed because of this. ”

After Olga's sigh, he could only swallow the bitter fruit helplessly.

At the same time, it is inevitable that I will feel a little unhappy with this nephew who originally valued and liked very much.

Do you look at other people's children, and then look at you?

Why don't I have a nephew like Lloyd?

Huh? Wrong...... Perhaps?

Doesn't my cousin have a 9-year-old daughter? It's not very cute, but it's not married yet, so can you do it?

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he deviated, and he had already embarked on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes.

(End of chapter)