From the moment he opened his eyes, Ye Feng felt a buzzing pain in his head, which now felt like it was about to split open.
The red dot on his wrist continued to flash, and he couldn't figure out whether it was due to the unstable mental power mentioned above, or because of this incident.
After patiently flipping through the information for a while, he turned off the terminal.
Yes, that pile of news said that this little thing is called a terminal.
It contains each person’s unique chip, which cannot be lost or thrown away, as it would be very troublesome if lost.
9:15
He stood up and decided to go to the Mental Power Research and Control Center first before thinking about making money.
How can this weakling earn money if he can't even last 24 hours?!
Buy a coffin?
With the dagger clasped in his palm, Ye Feng walked towards the place that looked like a door. When he was one step away, the door automatically opened.
This high-tech feeling is everywhere.
He took a big step forward, but his foot paused in mid-air for a moment before landing on the ground.
The pupils constricted at the stimulation of what he saw.
What would it be like to stand 10,000 meters in the air?
Glancing down, my scalp tingled.
Glancing up, I question my life.
The layers of space seemed endless.
People are like ants.
This space is ridiculously large!
All you see is the metallic texture and high-tech visual experience.
Various aircraft shuttled back and forth, and various electronic images in the air were colorful, eye-catching but not dazzling.
Human voices, mechanical sounds, and electronic sounds poured in all at once, filling Ye Feng's ears completely, and the feeling of swelling in his body became more obvious.
This air-blowing skin is about to burst with all this information, isn't it?!
The dagger in the palm of his hand, which he clenched subconsciously, caused him to feel a little pain, and this pain made Ye Feng's vision clearer.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and walked into the crowd.
People came and went beside him, and Ye Feng glanced at their chests calmly. The logos on their chests were all the same.
Cang Yan family.
A flying vehicle landed and the door opened automatically, revealing a number of people standing inside.
Ye Feng walked in and stopped at the innermost part.
He watched calmly as those people raised their hands to tap on the holographic projection screen in the air in front of them or raised their wrists to swipe the terminal.
The corresponding places in the densely marked areas light up from time to time.
The aircraft flew rapidly upwards.
The four sides were transparent. Ye Feng looked back at the room where he was before.
The door was as small as a matchbox and disappeared into the space in the blink of an eye.
The images on both sides flashed by, as if traveling through time and space. Every time they stopped, a sweet electronic sound announced the location.
Ye Feng secretly familiarized himself with the memory.
People kept coming in and out.
When he arrived at the "Mental Power Research and Control Center", Ye Feng walked down with the crowd.
"Do you think this situation is suitable for sending yourself in for research?!"
The voice sounded again.
He must have been very angry before, so the irritability in his tone was even stronger, with a hint of rude sarcasm.
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes: "Which situation is it, you or me?"
He looked around, afraid of attracting attention, and decided to go to a corner where there were fewer people.
The voice was unpleasant: "Whether it's you or me."
Ye Feng suppressed his temper and asked, "How did you get in?"
The other party was impatient: "I came in the same way as you did."
Ye Feng's eyes darkened slightly: "What do you think about this matter?"
To him, everything was unknown, and he hoped that this person would be better than him.
If the other party could cooperate more, we would definitely avoid a lot of detours.
In this way, it is not necessary to go to the laboratory.
But the man was in no mood to answer questions: "Unfounded speculation is just a bunch of nonsense.
"I just know that no one with any brains would volunteer to be researched."
Ye Feng stopped and his eyes turned cold.
He naturally didn't want to do that, but this was the only clue before him. If he wanted to solve the mystery quickly, following this was the fastest way.
This person didn't think about how to solve the problem, but kept complaining here, especially the fact that he was implicitly saying that he had no brains, which made him particularly unhappy.
So Ye Feng decided not to indulge him: "Whether to allow others to study it depends on whether I am happy or not!"
He wanted to go and see it!
Even if it is a dangerous place, you have to go through it to know the truth!
So Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the mental power research and control center.
The man didn't expect Ye Feng to be so stubborn, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know where that is?!
"Once you dare to go in, don't expect to come out safe and sound!"
Ye Feng was not happy to hear that.
The irritability that had been surging since he opened his eyes until now, which had nowhere to vent, finally made his voice completely cold.
"Listen, I don't care who you are, and I don't want to care, but please, stay the same as before!
"What I want to do is my business. Let's keep our distance, okay?"
Since this person doesn't want to put in any effort, then he can do it his own way!
Ye Feng was afraid that others would hear him talking to himself and think he was mentally ill, so he lowered his voice a little.
But this also weakened his momentum a lot, which made him feel more annoyed and frustrated.
It’s so fucking frustrating!
The voice was filled with gnashing teeth: "You are seeking death!"
"Get lost!" Ye Feng lost all control of his temper. "Stop giving orders! If you're capable, come out and fight. If you're not, just stay quiet!"
He hates people who act bossy and give orders the most. They really think they are a piece of cake.
Even if it is really a dish, it depends on whether Ye Feng wants to eat it!
The voice was unbearably cold: "...Do you really think you can control this body?"
"Whether I can or not, you have to bear it!" Ye Feng strode forward.
"...Don't think I can't do anything?!"
The voice seemed to have been suppressed to the limit and was about to explode.
Ye Feng snorted and scoffed at the words: "If you have the ability, just use it. I'll take it!"
If this person really had a way, could he have tolerated him until now?!
Do you think he is a three-year-old naked baby?
Ye Feng suddenly felt that his head didn't hurt as much as before.
This little guy must be a DM, right? Wouldn’t it be healthier if he could breathe more freely?
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