Ruda was clearly curious about His Highness's identity, and he pressed for details:
"Lord Han Ling, what is the name of that race?"
Han Ling shook his head and didn't say much:
"There's no point in talking about this before things are confirmed. I'll go check it out first, I'll come to your house."
Although Lu Da pressed for an answer, Han Ling laughed it off and changed the subject.
After exchanging a few more words with Lu Da, Han Ling closed the communication.
When the room fell silent again, the system spoke in Han Ling's mind:
"Host, shall we go now?"
"Okay, let's start now, so we don't make things worse." Han Ling said, nodding as he took out the coordinates provided by Lu Da and began to mobilize his mental energy to construct a spatial teleportation channel from another dimension.
Half an hour later.
A simple teleportation portal appeared in the center of the room.
The space in the center of the house generates continuous ripples.
From any angle, it looks like it's covered with a gray mask.
The content behind the mask is no longer the view of the room, but a strange place composed of constantly changing color blocks.
Han Ling was still wearing her pajamas and slippers when she stepped over the rippling scenery without hesitation and went inside.
As soon as his foot touched the ground, Han Ling knew something was wrong.
The coordinates Lu Da provided were very accurate, even pinpointing the location to their large bed.
Han Ling stepped onto the soft waterbed, his foot sank in, and he immediately lost his balance, falling forward uncontrollably.
Thump!
Han Ling collapsed onto the waterbed, which bounced twice before swaying and enveloping her.
On the waterbed, the sleeping male insect clearly felt the vibrations.
He frowned uncomfortably, as if trying to wake up.
Han Ling nervously pursed her lips, quickly stood up, went to the male insect's side, and placed her hand on the male insect's forehead.
Han Ling closed his eyes, and his spiritual power began to spread.
After his mental energy successfully invaded the male insect's brain, Han Ling forcibly brought the male insect back into a deep sleep.
For Han Ling, the world of spiritual power, after being organized and maintained, is clean and clear, and all living beings have nowhere to hide in his eyes.
However, the lower a creature's mental strength, the less aware it is of the existence of the mental world.
The chaotic strands of mental energy were like a tangled ball of yarn, with complete memories fragmented into pieces, like pendants, scattered on a particular strand of mental energy.
In another dimension of the universe, the female insect's spiritual power is like a ball of yarn the size of a fist.
The male insects, on the other hand, possess slightly better mental strength, resembling a large shopping mall. Their territory can reach thousands of hectares.
Han Ling's mental power is more like a monster, a huge monster.
This monster is larger than a planet.
It can wander continuously in the void, or coil up countless strands of spiritual energy, and occupy a certain planet, watching all the female and male insects on the planet.
If he so chooses, everything happening on the entire planet will be under his watchful eye.
Moreover, Han Ling's mental energy tendrils are extended.
His memories are comprehensive and complete, protected within the tendrils, and can be accessed at any time.
At this moment, Han Ling frowned as he looked at the ball of yarn in front of him, his disgust almost palpable.
The male insect's spiritual tendrils were tangled together like a lump of poop.
He wanted to retrieve the memory of the "Male Insect Gathering" and find content related to that prince, but it was really difficult.
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