Chapter 81 Mastery
Falling.
From a high point down, it has never reached the point of reality.
The force exerted by that hand was just a trigger, and after Lin Han began to fall, it disappeared.
Lin Han couldn't even see his own feet, so naturally he didn't know if it was still on his ankle like it was at the beginning.
He changed his posture in the empty air because he had no control over his body at all.
He was still sitting on the stool a second ago, and he even subconsciously grabbed the edge of the table. He clearly grabbed it, but the table remained firmly in place, and only he fell into the endless darkness along with the stool that lost its support point.
Alfred's face was getting farther and farther away from him, his smile went from clear to blurry, and finally turned into a distant light, fading into an unreachable safety exit.
After falling such a long distance, Lin Han finally came to his senses. A brief scream escaped from his throat, but was extinguished by the fear of continuing to fall.
Is this what Alfred is capable of?
So weird, so disgusting.
It’s not that Lin Han hasn’t experienced the extreme challenge of free fall before, but what he is experiencing now is different from all his previous experiences. He is not just falling with gravity.
That hand never disappeared.
It was not just on Lin Han's feet, it would appear at any time and anywhere, gently moving Lin Han's body, bringing him back into confusion when he was shaking and almost trying to maintain his balance, depriving him of control over his body.
The body, having lost control, fell into this kind of pulling, which was either light or heavy, without any chance to breathe.
Lin Han was like a toy in a toy box, trapped in this infinitely falling space, tumbling and spinning, his movements entirely dependent on the will of his master.
Lin Han: “…”
He just wanted Alfred to demonstrate his abilities, but not on himself.
They have never been enemies, why treat him like this.
Perhaps sensing Lin Han's frustration, his body suddenly stopped.
There was still only a tiny point of light above, and below was still a bottomless abyss, and all around was pitch black.
If it weren't for the light spot above his head, Lin Han would have suspected that he was blind or completely enveloped in darkness.
But even after stabilizing his body, he still felt like a performer trembling on a tightrope. A slight breeze could cause him to lose his balance and fall back into uncontrollable tumble.
Without thinking about what happened next, Lin Han asked: "Alfred?"
If the demonstration is over, you can "let him go back."
Alfred: "I'm here."
Hearing the familiar words, Lin Han finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he was Lin Han's guide, Alfred's voice had always been the reminder tone that Lin Han heard in the new world.
System prompt sounds always make people feel at ease, especially when they are in danger.
Lin Han was about to call Alfred to take him back. Even if Alfred let him experience his ability personally, Lin Han, who had no basic understanding of it, didn't know how to use it even after falling here for a long time.
This is completely different from Su Fu's treatment.
But just as Lin Han opened her mouth, her lips were brushed by the fingertips, and she fell silent immediately.
He saw cold white hands reaching out from below, crawling over his lips and the tip of his nose, and finally covering his eyes.
Before his vision completely fell into darkness, Lin Han glanced down with difficulty and found that the hand was not stretched out from the void of darkness, but from his chest.
His body seemed to be pierced through, a gap was opened from the inside, and the touched organs were squeezed to the sides to make way for the arm.
Then Lin Han finally felt an indescribable choking feeling in his throat, making him want to vomit.
What horrified him even more was that after the cold hand covered his eyes, he could no longer see anything. But when he blinked again, he saw a star-like white light far in front of him. It was the kind of light that a desperate person in the darkness would rush towards like a moth to a flame.
But a few seconds ago, there was clearly nothing in front of him, deep darkness.
So was the light above his head that he saw when he was falling real light?
Before he even noticed, a hand had already covered his eyes.
What he saw was not real from the beginning.
Lin Han shuddered.
I don’t know if it was because of that cold hand or because of this horrible discovery.
Fortunately, at this moment, light came around him.
He was still in that bright and spacious room, with soft light above his head. The living room had good lighting and the room was very bright.
A warm breeze blew in, and the air could smell the appetizing sourness of the warm tomato and egg noodles. Lin Han's nausea, which made him unable to swallow, disappeared. He looked around in confusion but couldn't find a way to vent his discomfort.
In the blink of an eye, he fell into the abyss and then left the abyss.
Lin Han sat on a stool, holding the edge of the table with his hands.
Alfred was standing opposite him, his hands resting on the table, looking extremely relaxed.
But Lin Han knew very well that it was that hand that had just made him spin around like a doll and finally gave him a chill.
Lin Han: “…”
What are you pretending for! What are you laughing at!
Lin Han's speechless feeling was completely indescribable in words.
It was indeed he who asked Alfred to demonstrate it to him, so he deserved it. The worst thing was that even though he had experienced it himself, he didn't know Alfred's true ability.
Like manipulation? Or an illusion?
Chasing a light that you can never escape is extremely painful.
But what is even more painful is that after waking up, I found that I was full of hope and had to rush forward despite all obstacles, but step by step I led myself into the abyss from which there was no turning back.
The glimmer of hope that might have existed was crushed by his own bleeding footsteps.
You're destroying yourself.
In fact, from the moment you get stuck, there is no chance of escaping safely.
Very dangerous, yet powerful.
Lin Han swallowed and decided to ask for advice humbly.
He leaned closer, looked at Alfred and asked sincerely, "Is there a text version of the presentation?"
He has a sincere desire to learn, but he doesn't really want to experience it himself.
They have so many methods, does he have to do it all himself?
Lin Han: Don’t even think about it.
Alfred looked at Lin Han and shook his head slowly: "Only what you master will become yours."
Lin Han: “…”
How can he master it if he doesn’t even know how to do it?
The props given to him should at least have clear instructions on how to use them, and even if all the accompanying abilities are not listed out in detail, there should at least be some general information. Otherwise, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?
Lin Han thought of Shen Qiuqiu. After Alfred left, he would definitely consult Shen Qiuqiu and conduct a thorough investigation of the abilities of the teachers in the college.
But Alfred interrupted his imagination.
"There's no end to the demonstrations," Alfred said. "Compared to you, we're very strong. You can't withstand any of our methods, so you don't need to know the upper and lower limits of your strength. Just do as you did before: think, then master, and then possess."
When Lin Han cleared the "We Are One" dungeon, Alfred had been keeping an eye on him and naturally knew his performance.
Lin Han sat in silence.
He knew Alfred wasn't saying these things to taunt him.
There is no clear dividing line between people's abilities.
Just like Song Ziyi could let his hand penetrate Lin Han's chest, Alfred could do the same, and Su Fu could naturally do the same.
Their powers are not the same, but they all lead to the same outcome.
But when describing their power, no one would use Lin Han as an analogy.
In this situation, knowing their abilities would only become a limitation for Lin Han, just like when Alfred told him that he could penetrate a person's chest, he would be limited to this, thinking that he could only penetrate the chest, not knowing that this was actually just a small part of his strength.
He was telling Lin Han that no matter whose experience card he used, he could think freely, as long as the person's power was enough to support his imagination, he could do it.
Lin Han's understanding of Su Fu's abilities was limited to treatment and that state. He understood the treatment, but was confused about the state.
In the end, he seemed to give a state that could be used on the child. Su Fu did not teach him, but he was imagining it, and Su Fu's ability happened to support his imagination.
Alfred's voice was just right to add, "Theory is just talk. You have to try it yourself to know."
Lin Han nodded in confusion. He was still receiving information, but he had already vaguely realized what kind of power his experience card contained.
Alfred looked at him and smiled: "You don't quite understand yet."
At this time, Lin Han didn't even have the mind to refute. He watched Alfred raise his left hand, and a silver knife appeared between his fingertips.
The outer source is round and smooth, the blade is sharp, and it is a very beautiful metal knife.
He held the handle of the knife between his index and middle fingers, pushed the blade with his ring finger, and gently stroked it across his face.
The sharp blade cut through his flesh easily like tofu, leaving a deep red gash on his fair skin.
It took two seconds for the blood to drip down, "dripping" out a few small flowers on the table.
What the hell is he doing to his face!
At this moment, Lin Han forgot that this was a game. He widened his eyes and stood up almost in fear, wanting to get a tissue to cover Alfred's wound.
But Alfred grabbed his hand and dragged it to his face. The warm blood made Lin Han's palm wet and sticky, and he tried to break free with trembling hands.
But I can't break free.
"Heal my wounds," Alfred said.
Lin Han's mind went blank. The time for the Su Fu experience card had long passed. How was he going to treat his wound?
He also didn't have a second Su Fu experience card to use.
But his palms glowed white, unlike the heat on Alfred's face, it felt like there was fire burning in his palms.
Something squirmed in his palm, and after a moment it returned to calm.
Then Alfred let go of Lin Han's hand.
His gloves were stained with blood, and even more so after wiping off the fresh blood on his face, but Lin Han's attention was on his face.
Only a light red mark remained at the original site of the wound, slightly raised, with no trace of its original hideous appearance.
Although the speed and effect were completely different from those in the copy, Lin Han looked at his hands and finally realized that he seemed to have learned some of Su Fu's abilities.
His palms were still stained with Alfred's blood.
Then the owner of the blood held up his hand, not as forcefully as before, and gently wiped his palm with a wet handkerchief.
“That’s what you have in your hands.”
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