Chapter 432 Of course not (4326)
The previous guess turned out to be correct!
The special one is not Liu Feifei, but me!
Fang Yu suddenly understood why his mental strength could grow.
When his mental power enveloped Liu Feifei's soul, Liu Feifei felt the existence of the magic network nodes through his mental power. Mental patients generally have high perception, and because their five senses are blocked, they accidentally used Fang Yu's mental power as an interface, and their mental power was connected to the surrounding magic network nodes.
And because the magic network node was connected through Fang Yu's mental power, Liu Feifei no longer needed to outline the magic network node in the sea of consciousness. It was also affected by the characteristic of the magic cube's stable mental power connection with the magic network node. It was not until Liu Feifei's mental power was exhausted that the connection was passively disconnected.
It is equivalent to Liu Feifei completing a standard Buffy training method.
But what’s interesting is that after Liu Feifei completed it, her mental power increased, and the mental power of Fang Yu, who was used as an interface, also increased.
And the growth is even greater, dozens of times more than Liu Feifei.
Now the Bufflit training method has less and less effect on Fang Yu, with each improvement being only between 0.1% and 0.2%.
Every time the mental strength increases by 1 point, it is almost doubled compared to the previous time.
There can be a 0.1%-0.2% increase in progress, and this is the result of the passive effect of the Rubik's Cube.
If Fang Yu did not harvest faith and only relied on Buffy's training method, it would take at least two years for him to be able to advance from level 7 to level 8.
Two years may sound short, but it’s actually not that long.
If the arcanists of the Great Arcane Era knew that Fang Yu was able to use the Baphrite training method to break through from level 7 to level 8 in just two years, their jaws would probably drop.
They did have geniuses who could make breakthroughs in just two or three years, but the training methods they used were all tailor-made, and they didn't use common ones like Buffett.
But now, Liu Feifei's two accidental training sessions actually improved Fang Yu's progress by 0.5%.
Fang Yu guessed that the reason for such a huge increase might be that it required more mental power to envelop Liu Feifei's spirituality.
After all, if the magic network nodes are connected, there is only one line. So far, he can connect five magic network nodes through Buffy training, which means there are only five lines.
But what enveloped Liu Feifei's soul was a huge ball.
"Dad, try to imagine drawing a line from your consciousness and connecting it to any of those dots of light."
Perhaps because of his age, Fang Daqiang was not as smooth as Liu Feifei in differentiating the lines of his mental power.
After trying several times, Fang Daqiang was able to barely differentiate a line of mental power. He failed several times to connect to the magic network node. When Fang Daqiang felt that he could not hold on any longer, he finally succeeded in establishing a connection with a node.
As a result, Fang Daqiang only lasted three minutes before his mental strength was exhausted and he was forced to disconnect from the magic network node.
During this process, Fang Yu tried to withdraw some of his mental power and found that if he just wanted to act as a connection interface for his father's magic network, he didn't need to completely wrap up his father's spirituality. It would be equally effective to separate out a few strands and entangle them randomly.
It's true that the feedback of mental power is not as much as before, but Fang Daqiang will not lose his five senses, and his listening, speaking, reading and writing will not be affected.
"Ugh~~~~~" When Fang Yu took back two-thirds of his spiritual power, Fang Daqiang vomited with a "wow".
"No, no, my head feels dizzy and painful." Fang Daqiang held his head and grimaced.
What did Dad eat for lunch? It smells so strong.
Chives, oysters, okra...
Dad, do you really need to work so hard at your age?
Sister Le Sheng went to zz, and it will take more than ten days to come back.
Fang Yu paused for ten seconds before casting a first-level healing spell on his father. He also used an arcane trick to clean up the vomit that Fang Daqiang had vomited on the ground into the trash can.
"Oh my god, what kind of superpower is this?" Fang Daqiang felt a lot more relaxed instantly, his face gradually regained its color, and he leaned back in his seat and gasped for a long time.
“Dad, what you just did, if you practice it once in the future, it will probably take about half a year, and you should be able to get started.”
Fang Yu did not retract all of his dozens of mental power lines, but only three quarters of them.
After the other party Daqiang used an identification technique, Fang Yu saw that his father's mental strength was 10, neither high nor low, and his affinity with the magic network was not that strong, and the growth rate was a bit slow.
It took me ten days to go from 11 to 12, but it took my dad at least five months to go from 10 to 12.
While considered fast in the Great Arcane Age, this was the result of the Baffyrite Training Method operating at full speed to the limit of mental strength. Even in the Great Arcane Age, even some arcane families could utilize training venues like the Mirror of Fear, but the results were far inferior to those achieved by training with the stable magic network connection of the Cube.
"Getting started? What do you mean by getting started? Can your super...superpowers be trained? What are the benefits after getting started? Can you give out Yasha's eight cups of wine?" Fang Daqiang's eyes sparkled, and the old second-dimensional soul that had been extinguished for many years in the old second-dimensional world of Yasha, which had cosplayed Yasha, was burning brightly.
Fang Yu was no longer surprised by this. When he was seven or eight years old, Fang Daqiang had him cosplay as Jin and Xiaojie from Hunter.
He chuckled, stretched out his right hand with his palm facing up, and a purple-red fireball floated above Fang Yu's palm.
"This, this, is this real fire?" Fang Daqiang was dumbfounded.
Fang Yu threw the fireball casually, and it hit a bonsai tree on the shelf at the entrance of Caijuezhai with a whoosh. Almost instantly, the bonsai tree was burned out and turned into ashes.
"My Thuja suspensa! You little bastard!" Fang Daqiang cried out, feeling heartbroken.
"Calling me a little bastard won't be good for you." Fang Yu chuckled.
He had long disliked this bonsai. When he was in the second grade of junior high school, he broke a branch of the Thuja thuja and was chased out of the community by Fang Daqiang waving the broken branch.
Fang Daqiang felt distressed for only two seconds before he became curious again: "You mean, in another six months, I can do all these?"
Fang Yu shook his head: "It's hard to say whether I can do this, but..."
Fang Yu paused and looked around. It seemed that there was nothing he could use to present to Lao Dengxian. He simply bent down, reached out his hand, and picked up a gold brick that was paving the ground. Then he exerted a little force with his five fingers, and with a "snap", the square gold brick instantly shattered into pieces.
"My gold bricks!" Fang Daqiang almost died of heartache.
These gold bricks were once part of the palace's inventory. He bought them at a high price from Zhu Shuilian, the owner of Hexing many years ago. The gold bricks were only enough to cover half of his study, and the other half was still wooden flooring.
"You mean, as long as I practice as I did just now, after half a year of practice, I can also do this?" Fang Daqiang asked curiously, suppressing his heartache.
Fang Yu stood up and moved to the door of the study.
Fang Daqiang frowned. What trouble did this kid want to cause?
Just as he was about to threaten, Fang Yu chuckled, "It should be no problem to get started after half a year of practice. As for whether you can achieve this..."
Fang Daqiang concentrated his attention.
"Of course not, hahaha." Fang Yu said and ran away, laughing.
Fang Daqiang has been playing basketball for many years and is very agile. He picked up a paperweight and jumped out from behind the desk, ready to help Fang Yu regain the happiness of her childhood.
"Don't be so hasty, Dad. Although you won't be able to do what I just did after you get started, it's still no problem to do this."
Fang Yu hid behind a two-meter-high Taihu stone in the middle of the courtyard, and with a reach of his hand, he grabbed one corner of the Taihu stone.
"Don't..." Fang Daqiang was very anxious. Just as he said the word "don't", he heard a click and the Taihu stone was broken off by the little bastard.
"Look, this will basically be the effect." Fang Yu threw down the stone in his hand and ran away.
My mother will be resurrected in about a hundred chapters, and you, Old Deng, are still so dishonest every day. If I don’t make trouble for you, who else should I make trouble for?
Fang Daqiang quickly jumped to the side of the Taihu stone, found the edge that Fang Yu had broken off from the pool next to it, and compared the broken surface with the original Taihu stone.
Phew, luckily it can be repaired.
However, if I really get the hang of it as that guy said, I can also break this thing?
Fang Daqiang muttered as he looked at the edge of the Taihu stone in his hand. Although this thing had many holes and was easier to break, it was more than ten centimeters in diameter and not something that an average person could break.
And looking at the little bastard, he didn't use any strength at all.
No wonder this kid can dunk all of a sudden.
Thinking of this, Fang Daqiang couldn't help but feel refreshed.
Once you get the hang of it, you have to go to the court and beat up your fellow golfers!
Wait, if my son brings me up, doesn’t that mean he becomes my master?
Who cares? No matter what time it is, I am still his father!
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"Bob resigned? The Mulan Ci project is shelved?"
On the highway from Haixi to Xingao, in the spacious GMC RV, Liu's mother, who was sitting in the middle row, looked at Liu Feifei with surprise.
Bob is Robert Iger, the CEO and chairman of the board of directors of Disney. Bob is Robert's nickname. Liu's mother calls him that, as if she is very familiar with Robert Iger, but in fact she has never even met him.
Oh, I have seen him before. I met him at a cocktail party, but we never spoke.
Liu Feifei frowned slightly and shook her head with a worried look on her face: "It hasn't been announced yet. They said it would be announced this weekend."
"Is this true?" Mother Liu was still a little bit incredulous. "You didn't hear any sound at all?"
Liu Feifei sighed helplessly, "Mom, the highest-ranking executive we knew at Disney before was a production director, and he's gone now. Few people would know about this kind of change, let alone us, even within their organization."
Mother Liu snorted twice in frustration.
"Anyway, let's wait and see. If Iger's departure or retirement is officially announced this weekend, the news that Mulan's resignation is shelved will definitely be true."
Liu Feifei pursed her lips and closed her eyes.
Seeing her daughter's depressed face, Mother Liu couldn't help but frown.
The Ballad of Mulan is her most cherished project. Needless to say, the status of the Disney Princess film series is outstanding, and she is the absolute heroine, which is in line with the trend of diversity and her power in Hollywood in recent years.
"How about this, I'll contact Lai Gaofan and ask Fanxing. Don't they have a big production next year?" Mother Liu said softly and patiently.
Liu Feifei didn't open her eyes either. "No need for now, Xiao... He said that after things calm down in a few days, Disney will activate Aladdin's magic lamp and let me audition for the female lead, Princess Jasmine."
Mother Liu pushed herself up from the back of her chair, first pulling down the privacy window between her and the driver's seat. Her almond-shaped eyes widened with surprise as she whispered, "Really? I'm not kidding, am I? Are the other roles confirmed yet? Who's playing the male lead? Are there any A-listers?"
Liu Feifei frowned and opened her eyes. "I don't know who the male lead is yet. He might still be in the audition stage, but I heard that Will Smith is confirmed to play the role of the Lamp God."
Will Smith!?
Mother Liu suddenly smiled happily.
This is a top-tier male star in Hollywood. Being able to play opposite such a male star and be the female lead, although not as good as a movie with a strong female lead like "The Ballad of Mulan", the value of this role is definitely not lower than that of the female lead in "The Ballad of Mulan".
Because The Ballad of Mulan is set in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the protagonist can only be chosen from the descendants of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so the competition itself is not high.
This kind of thing has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that the probability is high, but the disadvantage is that it may cause attacks from black fans, who say that it has no value and is still the same old trick of taking advantage of ethnic dividends.
But Aladdin is different. For the female lead, Princess Jasmine, white Anglo-Americans and Latinos can still audition. The competition is fierce, at least on the surface.
After being selected, they will issue some press releases saying that the Disney chip heroine has surpassed Anne Hathaway.
Moreover, this character is famous for her beauty. If she plays the role well, she won't have to worry about losing her fan base.
"It's just an audition, nothing has been decided yet." Liu Feifei leaned sideways on the backrest.
Mother Liu put her hands together and waved them up and down: "Thank God, my Cici will definitely be able to try it."
When Liu Feifei turned sideways, her mother, who was bowing her head to worship Buddha, smelled a familiar scent.
Huh? Why do they look so similar...
"Cici, did he really do nothing?" Liu's mother took Liu Feifei's hand and looked her up and down carefully.
There was a hint of impatience in Liu Feifei's eyes, but she didn't dare to express it.
Indeed, even her hair was not messy and her clothes were neatly arranged.
Mother Liu didn't know whether she felt relieved or a little regretful.
"Mom, I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while." Liu Feifei said in a low voice with her back to her mother.
Mother Liu suddenly realized: "Oh, okay, okay, you should go to bed first, I'll call you when we get home."
Home?
Is that big prison also considered a home?
"Fei Fei, Fei Fei, why haven't you spoken a word?" Liu Feifei's Ning Yu personality muttered silently in her heart.
"No, weren't you talking to mom the whole time?"
Ning Yu called out several times before Liu Feifei regained consciousness.
"What exactly happened when I was hypnotized today?" Ning Yu hesitated for a moment, but still asked.
"It's nothing, just chatting." Liu Feifei's tone was somewhat doting, and her orange-red spirit seemed to be soothing her, lightly touching the light blue spirit.
"If it's nothing, why is it that after it's my turn, that place..." Ning Yu seemed to muster up the courage, and the light blue spirit twisted unnaturally twice.
"During the experiment, the electric current was quite strong. Oh, there's really nothing to say. I am you and you are me. When have I ever hidden anything from you?" The orange-red spirit belonging to Liu Feifei also twisted and turned.
Ning Yu was about to ask further questions when she suddenly felt her phone vibrate in the bag hanging on the privacy partition.
Liu Feifei reached for her bag, took out her cell phone, unlocked it, and saw a WeChat notification to add a friend.
"Number 12 wants to add you as a friend."
Number 12? The robot?
Liu Feifei was stunned. She clicked on the friend request. The details inside read, "Hello, Miss Liu. I'm number 12. My master asked me to add you on WeChat so that we can better arrange experiment time in the future."
Liu Feifei took a look and clicked the "Agree" button without thinking.
"Hello, Miss Liu. I'm number 12. I'll be responsible for the specific matters that will be handled with you in the future. If you have any questions, you can also contact me through this WeChat."
The pomelo flashed a sneaky yellow light, and a line of text instantly popped up on the WeChat interface on the Pad in front of him.
(End of this chapter)
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