Chapter 540: Ruirui enters the cruel literature club and rises up in rebellion
He Rui finally made a breakthrough in his mental counterattack and defense training.
These days, he has been tirelessly rushing around in Ji Changqing's vast ocean of mental power every day, violently attacking his brother Ji's mental power.
Since he was unable to connect this mental power with his brother Ji in reality during training, He Rui acted without any scruples, even with a bit of ferocity.
It's like a wild bull, attacking everywhere based on instinct.
But it was this almost violent fighting style that allowed him to carve out a small space of his own while being "beaten" day after day, surrounded and encircled by his brother Ji's ocean of spiritual power, and knock the opponent's spiritual body aside like digging a hole.
It was a tiny space of only a few cubic centimeters.
He Rui used his newly learned mental defense skills to build a transparent mental defense barrier around this small space, completely enclosing his mental power in the protective circle and curling up inside.
Without the usual gentle wrapping and squeezing of his brother Ji's mental power, He Rui felt unprecedented freedom. His mental power stretched and jumped in this small space, feeling very refreshed.
Although the space is pitifully small, in the spiritual realm, size is not a limitation, and it doesn't matter whether it is big or small.
Because his mental power can be expanded or compressed infinitely.
He Rui played with this small defense for a while like a child who got a new toy. When he exited the state of mental vision with satisfaction, he opened his eyes and met Ji Changqing's eyes full of resentment.
The other party said nothing, just half-knelt in front of him and looked at him. Those eyes, which were usually either cold and indifferent or gentle and affectionate, were now like obsidian wet by the rain, carrying unspeakable grievances.
He Rui suddenly felt guilty, "What's wrong, Tietie? Did I hurt you?"
Ji Changqing frowned slightly when he heard this, "Why are you calling me that again? You can't call me that." He moved closer and corrected her seriously, "You should call me husband."
He Rui looked at the handsome face approaching, his cheeks instantly warmed up, and he couldn't help but want to get closer.
But every time he calls out the name "husband", he always feels an indescribable sense of shame, as if he has instantly turned into a Thai ladyboy. So although he will call her husband, the number of times is really not very often.
"Husband." He muttered softly, his voice almost inaudible.
Ji Changqing was slightly satisfied, but the grievance in his eyes did not diminish at all, "Why don't you want to contact me?"
He Rui looked bewildered. "Ah? Didn't you ask me to practice counterattacks and defense against you?" He couldn't help but complain, "You're blocking me from both ends."
Ji Changqing pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, "I don't want to be separated from you, even mentally."
These words were like a feather, gently tickling He Rui's heart. He sighed helplessly and readjusted his mental defenses—shrinking the barrier a bit, leaving half of his mental power to remain in that small, independent space, while the other half extended outward like a tentacle, intersecting with Ji Changqing's mental power once again.
"Is this okay?" He Rui asked tentatively.
Ji Changqing looked at him silently. Although she didn't cry, the word "heartbroken" was repeatedly written in her eyes.
He Rui understood the meaning, sighed again, and completely released his mental defenses.
Almost instantly, the look on his brother Ji's face cleared up, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled happily.
He Rui couldn't help but become happy too, reaching out and poking the other person's cheek: "You, you."
He felt Ji Changqing's mental power wrapped around him as if it were a substance, gently but irresistibly wrapping his mental power again.
"Starting tomorrow," Ji Changqing's voice regained some of its coolness and seriousness, "you will practice expanding this isolated area to extend the scope of defense.
Next time I encounter a psychic, I can block out their prying eyes."
He Rui nodded expectantly: "Okay!"
Ji Changqing hesitated to speak, and after pondering for a moment, he continued: "As for your mental attack method..." He paused and did not continue.
In reality, He Rui's attacks were effective, though his technique was a bit crude. However, as an Evolver who didn't specialize in psychic skills, reaching his current level was already far superior to that of an average person.
Besides, his Ruirui's main means of attack is the sound wave ability of BGM, and mental defense is enough as long as it can detect and block the attack intentions of others within range.
"Why did you become speechless in the middle of your speech?" He Rui reached out and poked the other person's abdominal muscles curiously.
His fingers were immediately wrapped in the other person's warm palm. Ji Changqing pulled his hand to his lips and gently kissed the fingertips: "It's nothing. Your mental attack is very good."
Upon hearing this, He Rui immediately straightened his back, put his hands on his hips, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, "Really? Then praise me again." His voice was filled with undisguised joy and happiness. To Ji Changqing's ears, it sounded sweet and made his heart beat faster, which made him want to meet all of He Rui's requirements.
Ji Changqing looked at this idiot who was so excited and happy, and said with a gentle expression, "Ruirui is really great, so amazing."
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The nights in the apocalypse are as long as the days. He Rui leans against the head of the bed, flipping through the book in his hand with the help of a flashlight.
The more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed.
Because it is the end of the world, he cannot fall asleep at the same time as Brother Ji outside the small world, so as to avoid any unexpected situation in their sleep and die inexplicably.
So when Brother Ji fell asleep, he would keep watch first.
The book he read was about homosexuality that he asked the other party for, because he wanted to learn from the experience to maintain this relationship that he valued very much.
As a result, the first book I read was a huge blow to me.
At the beginning, the background is set on a university campus.
The protagonist of the story is a boy with a handsome appearance and a weak character. As he read on, He Rui began to wonder if this character was a shemale.
The protagonist is like a lowly errand boy who is wantonly bullied by his so-called campus idol roommate, "Husband 1".
What made him angry was that no matter how the other party humiliated him, ignored him, and treated him as a plaything, the protagonist was still as devoted as a dog.
He Rui watched the plot, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his fingers unconsciously exerted force, and wrinkles were formed on the pages of the book.
He suppressed his discomfort and continued reading, anticipating a sudden reversal.
But as the pages grew thinner, he was devastated to see the protagonist, who had been abused and sick, and who, as he was about to leave the city in despair, died in a car accident...
There's not a single plot twist; this book of revenge against society seems to be written simply to torture the protagonist...
He Rui was furious, his temples pounding. In his mind, he cursed the book and all the characters in it, regretting ever opening it.
It's simply spiritual pollution.
If it were him, he would have flipped the table and exploded the first time he was bullied.
The arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate. No matter how powerful the other party is, the worst that can happen is a fight to the death, or even death at most. The scar on the head is only the size of a bowl, and eighteen years later, he is a brave man again.
Those two scumbags who imprisoned others and ruined other people's lives, it's not a loss to kill one of them, but it's a huge profit to kill both of them.
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