496 sat in the virtual battlefield conference room, and the psychic light screen in front of him projected complex psychic runes and circuit diagrams.

His voice was deep and magnetic. "Psychic intrusion isn't a simple hacking technique; it's more like a battle of souls. You need to bridge your consciousness with the enemy mecha's psychic system, but be careful, as this connection could backfire on your consciousness. If you're not careful, your psychic energy will collapse, and even kneeling down and shouting 'Daddy' won't save you."

Xiang Fan sat aside, his heart pounding as he listened.

He rubbed his hands together, thinking, "This sounds way too grandiose, a soul duel, like some kind of martial arts novel!" But he asked honestly, "Master, how am I supposed to pull off such a profound maneuver? I don't want to be killed before I even make a move."

496's lips curled slightly, and with a flick of his fingertips, a complex psychic circuit diagram and array data, enough to cause a normal person to suffer a mental breakdown, appeared on the psychic light screen. "Learn the basics first. This is the first step."

As soon as Xiang Fan saw those pictures, his scalp instantly went numb and his eyes almost couldn't focus.

He couldn't help but complain: "Master, this foundation is too exaggerated, right? Is this going to help me improve, or is it going to reduce my mental strength to zero?"

496 glanced at him and said casually, "If you don't want to be beaten to a pulp, you have to learn these things. Don't even think about being lazy. No one will wait for you to catch your breath in the psychic battlefield."

Xiang Fan scratched his head with a wry smile, thinking to himself, "Fate has chosen me, and I've chosen a path to my own death." But he still insisted, "Okay, then I'll try to dismantle these things."

He began to study the set of symbol arrays on the light screen.

The talisman array not only includes advanced mathematical calculations, but also perfectly integrates the spiritual power operation rules of the immortal cultivation world and the energy transmission theory in the field of science and technology.

Xiang Fan stared at it for five minutes, his head swelling and his vision blurring. "Master, could you explain what all these complicated symbols are for?"

496 shook his head, suppressing a smile. "Figure it out yourself. The essence of psychic intrusion is to use psychic pulses to disrupt the opponent's system."

Each symbol array represents a different function. Some are for scanning, some are for barriers, and some are specifically for finding loopholes in the opponent's system and opening intrusion interfaces.

Once you learn these, you will have stepped into the threshold of invasion."

Xiang Fan rolled his eyes: "Step over the threshold? I don't even know where the door is right now."

He fiddled with the talisman array, trying to run it in the virtual environment, but as expected, a warning popped up on the screen: "System Error! The mecha core energy module has crashed!"

"Ooooh!" Xiang Fan was so frightened that he nearly smashed the console. "This thing almost made my own mecha explode! Master, this thing is not friendly!"

496 couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Who told you to mess around? The psychic array is a sophisticated device. A half-baked person like you didn't even meditate before adjusting the parameters and just wanted to operate it directly. You have no idea of ​​your own limitations."

Xiang Fan stamped his feet in anger. "Can meditation repair mechas? Master, are you kidding me?"

"Meditation is meant to calm your mind. Psychic control requires extreme concentration. Otherwise, you won't even be able to calibrate your pulse frequency properly. Forget about invading, and you'll be finished." 496's expression was serious. "Remember, psychic invasion isn't about brute force, it's about art."

Xiang Fan muttered, "Art? Then I might be an artistic loser."

He began to try to run the talisman array again, this time carefully adjusting the frequency of the psychic pulses to avoid causing the mecha to "short-circuit" again.

After several hours of contemplation, he finally figured out one thing: the core of the invasion array was to disrupt the stability of the target node through psychic energy fluctuations, causing it to temporarily fail. The defense array, on the other hand, used psychic energy reverse feedback to directly bounce the interference signal back to the source of the attack.

"This feels interesting!" Xiang Fan finally successfully ran a simple invasion array in the virtual environment.

Although it was just the most basic scanning array, he looked at the successfully running light dots on the screen and couldn't help but clench his fist and exclaimed, "I told you, I have talent too!"

However, just as he finished speaking, the screen suddenly flickered, "Error! Scan data backfired, the system entered self-repair mode!"

"Here we go again! No moral principles!" Xiang Fan looked at the virtual mecha in despair as it went down.

The screen kept scrolling with teasing error messages, and his scalp tingled: "This isn't an invasion, it's a life-threatening situation!"

496 stood aside and said leisurely: "Not bad, at least you didn't blow yourself up this time. Keep practicing, this is just the beginning."

He smiled, a hint of teasing in his voice, "If you can't even manage the talisman formation, forget about controlling the battlefield."

Xiang Fan looked at the complex light screen, took a deep breath, and his eyes lit up: "I don't believe it! If I don't succeed today, I'll use my head as the main control chip of the mecha!"

496 set up a seemingly simple challenge scene: a Qi training-level virtual mecha stood alone in the field, with a psychic shield wrapped around the mecha, like a layer of transparent water ripples.

Its psychic circuits are simulated as high-density networks, seemingly stable, but concealing mysteries.

"Your task is to disable its shields with psychic pulses while avoiding triggering its self-destruct mechanism."

496 said in a calm tone but with a hint of bad humor.

Xiang Fan stared at the target on the screen, feeling a surge of helplessness. He tried adjusting the frequency of his psychic pulses and struck lightly—but the mecha's self-destruct mechanism immediately activated, causing it to explode.

"Boom!" Flames burst out in the virtual scene.

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