Plan the Void Illusion Technique.
This is Zheng Ya's use of a combination of planning and spatial abilities. He uses illusion to manipulate other people's cells, plans their mental will to dominate, and forces the target to relinquish control under the influence of spatial spiritual power. Then, through the manipulation of the planning ability, he controls the target to make voluntary actions.
The infighting between the director and deputy director of North American intelligence is the best illustration of this.
After Zheng Ya dealt with them, he took away all the evidence that had exposed him, including the evidence that North America had gathered on Kou Island.
Enraged, Zheng Ya then roamed around various government agencies and military units in North America, staging a dramatic scene of infighting.
An arms depot explodes, and a robbery ensues.
Incidentally, they also took all the equipment and supplies from the relevant North American units.
Each time Zheng Ya filled his special ability space with 51.2 million cubic meters of supplies, he would return to hide the treasure.
It is necessary to reserve the family treasure.
It leaves the future generations to get rich and use their economic strength to crush rival countries.
Zheng Ya had a secret treasure trove hidden in various provinces across the country.
Antiques, cultural relics, jewelry, jade, and gold and silver have become treasures in treasure troves.
Keep the paper money for your own use.
The equipment and supplies were stockpiled in remote mountainous areas, where Zheng Ya encouraged the growth of vegetation to form hills that provided shelter from the wind and rain, thus concealing them.
In just one night, it swept across the entire North American continent.
Finally, he returned to Kou Island, killed the American elder, destroyed all the evidence, and then drifted home.
Old Yuan suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way: "Kid, you've gone to harm people again?"
"Old Yuan, do you even know what I'm talking about?" Zheng Ya stretched and yawned in the morning sun, irritated. Old Yuan's lips trembled with anger: "I want to say that your bloodlust is too strong, which may affect your future cultivation."
Spiritual practice cultivates the mind; the elevation of one's state of mind requires purity!
"Is this some kind of Taoist or Buddhist cultivation theory?"
That's only suitable for hermits like you, not for someone like me who practices traditional Chinese martial arts.
"Is there anything else?" Zheng Ya also thought he was right.
However, the cultivation of superpowers is different from any other form of cultivation.
Zheng Ya's planning ability is equivalent to the sum of his spirit, soul, and will, and it increases with each level up, which is equivalent to the sublimation of his state of mind.
Zheng Ya could directly consume virtue and guilt points to level up, thus breaking free from the constraints of mental cultivation.
This is the biggest difference between Zheng Ya and others in their spiritual practice.
The causal relationship mentioned earlier does not exist in Zheng Ya's case, because his planning ability naturally digests everything from the spiritual, soul, and will aspects, refining it all into nutrients to make him stronger.
Old Yuan had no idea about his extraordinary talent and frowned as he advised, "Kid, why don't you know what's good for you?"
“Old Yuan, you can’t control your own daughter. You’re upset, so you come to me to vent your frustrations. Is that really necessary?” Zheng Ya saw the worry in his eyes, a worry that shouldn’t be directed at an outsider like her.
Old Yuan was taken aback and then chuckled: "Haha, you're half right. I don't deny that there's a reason for that."
But I'm really doing this for your own good, so don't take it lightly!
"It's easy for you to repay the favor. Just take out the Muchen Pearl. I just want to study the Muchen Pearl. I have no intention of embezzling that thing."
But your angry expression clearly shows that you disagree.
"Then why waste your time and breath, trying every means to repay favors and become a nuisance, understand?" Zheng Ya didn't give him any face.
If their own family members helped them take a knife for them, and they don't even have the right to study the Muchen Pearl once, then what's the point of talking about it!
Old Yuan, panting heavily with anger, turned and walked away: "I can't be bothered with you. One of you will regret this, hmph."
"Tch, father and daughter are the same, both self-righteous." Zheng Ya said this and went home!
Xu Qi rushed out of the kitchen and threw herself into his arms, saying, "Why were you gone all night? Are you alright?"
"You're hurt..." Zheng Ya held her tenderly in his arms, and Xu Qi cried anxiously, "Where are you hurt? Let me see..."
"Silly boy, what are you thinking about?"
"The hurt I'm talking about is the pain you inflicted on my emotions, leaving a sorrowful mark that breaks my heart!" Zheng Ya unleashed his flirting skills.
Xu Qi rolled her eyes emotionally, her delicate oval face turning a visibly red: "Pah, you're just trying to sweet-talk me. I'd never believe you!"
"Haha, my wife always yells 'No!' when we go shooting, and then..."
"Don't say that! Hurry up, my white fungus and lotus seed soup is going to burn..."
The couple rushed to the kitchen together. Fu Qingyao emerged from the doorway on the third floor, watching them enter the kitchen. A smile curved her lips: "You brat, you're better at sweet-talking than your father. You don't even know how to sweet-talk your old lady."
"It's true what they say, a grown son is no longer under his mother's control!"
"Mom, I haven't even eaten my fill yet, and you want a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup?" Zheng Ya had already sensed that his mother was paying attention to him, and he warmly greeted her.
You have to appease both your mother and your wife. Is it easy being a man?
Fu Qingyao walked downstairs in annoyance: "If you're so capable, go ahead and show off your love in front of me, and see if I fall for it."
"Mom, stop talking! If someone hears us, I'll be too ashamed to go out!" Xu Qi had witnessed her mother-in-law's fierceness and couldn't take it anymore.
Fu Qingyao took the white fungus and lotus seed soup from Zheng Ya and changed the subject: "You've been busy all night, how did it go?"
“Master’s intervention was like two men’s work; he solved everything.” Zheng Ya dared not hide anything from the two mistresses, and Xu Qi pressed, “What exactly happened?”
"Don't worry, come on, let's listen to the radio and we'll know." Zheng Ya took out a radio.
This is a brand new tape recorder with a golden nanmu wood casing, created by Zheng Ya.
In his previous life, Zheng Ya spent two or three years mastering home appliance repair, earning tuition by repairing other people's appliances. He had an overwhelming and groundbreaking experience with old objects from this era. With the help of Lu Ban's mechanical skills, developing a brand new radio cassette player was a piece of cake.
The entire process was completed within a supernatural space, with all components being small and durable, resulting in a golden nanmu wood tape recorder measuring 18 centimeters long, 10 centimeters wide, and 5 centimeters thick.
Zheng Ya pressed the power button, and the tape recorder played major news from North America. Xu Qi and Fu Qingyao couldn't understand English, so Zheng Ya immediately planned an English learning program for them.
The two learned English in no time and were immediately pleasantly surprised: "Wow, I can understand English now! Hmm, why is it that all the news from North America is about infighting, robberies, and arms depot explosions?"
"You brat, what's going on here?" Fu Qingyao knew what Zheng Ya had done on Kou Island—he had wiped everything out.
If that's the case, how could Zheng Ya possibly leave North America with a radio station to spread public pressure?
Zheng Ya said inscrutably, "There's only one radio station left in the entire North America. Do you understand?"
"No wonder, this is a way for them to indirectly ask for help by transmitting information about North America through their only radio station?" Fu Qingyao guessed what was going on and was immediately shocked. North America is finished!
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