11 o'clock...
Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief, briefly circulating the 19th revised version of the Mental Power Cultivation Method, and abandoned the idea of breaking through on the spot. The power bestowed upon him was not his own; to break through, he could only draw more power from Hong Linggui.
He raised his hand, and a sliver of demonic power followed him, coiling and swirling along his arm before finally settling in his palm.
Raising her other hand, the chilling power emanating from the Crimson Ghost flowed along her arm, finally settling in her palm. This power had no numerical value; compared to the release of the Demon Hand, it was roughly twenty-something points.
Currently, if he wants to truly master a skill, he should record the entire process when using the skill, discard the convenience brought by the Nightmare Space, and personally control the power to complete the release of the skill.
Just like when using Demon Curse, he can only passively wait for the skill to cast. If he has enough mental strength, he can definitely actively drive the demonic power to speed up the drawing of the magic circle.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng continued to mobilize the power of the demon and used the Demon Hand.
Unlike before, this time he clearly felt the power of the demon flowing in his hand. When this power finally transformed into the demon's hand, his perception suddenly stopped.
After a moment's thought, Lin Feng directly used his mental power to unleash the Demon Hand.
This time, the process of mental flow clearly appeared in his mind. After calmly emerging from his palm, it transformed into demonic power through some unknown means, quickly outlining the shape of a demonic hand and grasping forward.
As the demonic hand disappeared, the remaining flow of information in his mind also vanished rapidly; given his memory and mental capacity, he simply couldn't remember it all.
There is also some unknown mechanism for the mental transformation of demonic power.
More ideas popped into his mind, only to quietly disappear again.
He could guess that with his current abilities, forcibly conjuring a demonic hand would not only require more power, but would ultimately result in something resembling a hand... a lump of something.
However, these experiments also led him to discover some new methods. While he couldn't change the Demon Hand, he could make it more flexible within a limited scope.
Continuously inputting demonic power increases the duration and grip strength, without even requiring a massive form, thus making the demonic hand more realistic and tangible.
After a simple test, Lin Feng easily found his rhythm.
Nightmare Space offers a foolproof option to release skills, but undeniably, it provides a perfect framework that allows players to utilize skills more quickly and effectively once they find the right approach.
Lin Feng swiftly dispersed the demonic hand before him and opened the door to the storage room.
This has already wasted more than twenty minutes. If it drags on any longer, not only will the Taoist priest get impatient, but Ara-saka might also notice something.
After all, these were ideas involving his own power, and he couldn't openly display them in front of the Taoist priest.
...
Lin Feng left the factory having exceeded his mission expectations.
This operation eliminated 8 cyber lunatics, bringing the total to 12, including those from before.
Of these eight, five are typical cyber lunatics who provided 10 Nightmare Points, while the remaining three underwent comprehensive and in-depth modifications.
A man wielding a knife-wielding foot and a mantis knife, after activating the S'anwestan, frantically searched for Lin Feng like an insect.
A man attached a sniper rifle to his head and fired wildly at all enemies within his field of vision.
A character whose entire body was modified with alloy, with only a trace of flesh visible on his face, kept repeating the combat AI's prompts after activating the Sianwistan.
The three of them searched for Lin Feng in a chaotic manner throughout, failing to gather the remaining Vortex Gang members for organized resistance. They wasted just a few more minutes, and their efforts ultimately amounted to 9 Nightmare Points in Lin Feng's pocket.
The only injury he sustained during the entire process was to his shoulder, where he was unfortunately hit by two ricocheting bullets. Fortunately, the Oberon bio-weapon in that area was still quite strong, preventing the bullets from penetrating deeper, but it still caused him severe pain for several minutes.
Lin Feng quickly arrived at the back gate of the factory and immediately spotted the Delaman taxi parked at the street intersection. He walked over in a few steps, opened the door, and got in.
Before he could even pull his foot in, Lin Feng gave an order to Dellaman on the car seat screen: "Dellaman, dial Miriam Knight's number."
"Yes, sir."
Drumman responded respectfully, and the bald man on the car's front screen immediately changed into a vibrating phone icon. Within seconds, after a beep, Miriam Knight's virtual avatar appeared on the screen.
"serial number."
The person on the other end called out his name as soon as they spoke.
Lin Feng calmed his breathing slightly and silenced the Taoist priest's doubts: "We have what you want to know."
“Charter Hill 428.” Miriam Knight paused for a few seconds, then hung up the phone.
"Sir, shall we proceed to 428 Charter Hill now?"
"Mmm." Lin Feng leaned back and gave a quiet "Mmm."
The Taoist priest next to him, after a few moments of curiosity, leaned closer with a smile and asked, "Whatever, is it fun inside the factory?"
Lin Feng did not answer, and closed his eyes to take a nap.
However, he had already begun to recall every step of their actions after entering the factory. His coordination with Hong Linggui was still somewhat lacking, and he was even unable to keep up with Hong Linggui.
Seeing that Lin Feng remained silent, the Taoist priest became even more interested: "Suibian, what are you thinking about?"
Lin Feng remained unmoved. The Taoist had asked him the same question several times before, but he wouldn't make a fool of himself. He simply left it alone and let it go on its own.
This time, however, the Taoist seemed even more interested. After the car turned a corner, he leaned in and said, "Whatever. The Buddha said that all phenomena arise from causes and conditions, so... how about adding a 'V' (verified account)?"
ah...?
Lin Feng's eyes widened in surprise. The Taoist priest said earnestly, "Let's be frank. I won't force you. If you're interested, just search for 'Si Cang 1967.' The profile picture is a talisman."
Lin Feng's pupils contracted, somewhat aroused by the other person's thoughts: "How many forced missions have you experienced?"
The Taoist priest chuckled and said, "Three times."
What year is it in reality?
"2024," the Taoist priest replied quickly with a smile, then added slowly, "Whatever. How long until you enter the mandatory quest?"
"immediately."
The Taoist priest continued, "Would you like to consider going in together?"
"How can we enter together?"
"Of course, we'll use a contract. This humble Taoist priest may not be very talented, but I do have some connections. It all depends on whether you agree or not."
Lin Feng glanced at the Taoist priest again, but this time he didn't try to persuade him to become a disciple.
"Wait for my message."
"Hehe, then this humble Taoist will await good news." The Taoist chuckled, a hint of surprise showing in his eyes.
Moving on to the next mission together... is a good option, and he has no reason to refuse. However, the Taoist's strength is a mystery. If the Nightmare Space directly classifies them as a group, it will put him at a disadvantage and make him too reliant on the Taoist.
Those who can survive in the nightmare space don't need a burden.
Therefore, before forming a team with the Taoist priest, he must further improve his own strength.
Surviving the forced mission is already a great achievement!
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