Suddenly, an arrow shot from a distance and hit him right in the middle of his eyebrows.
The picture disappeared and Chen An's consciousness returned to the nebula.
"What's going on?"
[Stream of consciousness is what other creatures leave behind after death. The images it carries may only be the moment of death, or there may be more, I am not sure.]
"It seems I was overthinking it. It wasn't that I was experiencing the life of a deceased person. It was just a coincidence."
"Huh, did I absorb it?"
[You are using stream of consciousness to strengthen your consciousness. The image just now may be a distraction to you.]
"I see. That's easy then."
Chen An expanded his body's contact surface, allowing him to absorb more streams of consciousness at the same time.
The price he paid was schizophrenia. He simultaneously entered the death scenes of many creatures and suffered from severe mental pollution.
"This approach is not advisable. It will affect my mental state. Take your time. There's no rush."
In subsequent tests, Chen An discovered his limits. He could only accept seven streams of consciousness at the same time. Any more would produce excessive side effects, which would not be worth the effort.
As time passed, his consciousness grew stronger and his ability to withstand shocks grew stronger.
Four months later, Chen An could absorb ten streams of consciousness at the same time, greatly improving his efficiency.
Seven months later, Chen An changed to a new nebula and met a stranger in it.
He was a man, floating in the middle of the nebula, wantonly absorbing violent streams of consciousness, up to more than ninety at a time, how terrifying.
"What's your name?" the man asked.
Chen An replied: "Xia Zuo."
The man opened his eyes, then closed them again. "My name is Gu Dao. The stream of consciousness here is of high quality. Come absorb it!"
"Thank you very much."
The Shenpo Clan also has another characteristic: they are very united internally and there is almost no internal strife.
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