noffsinger Chapter 307 begins construction, with the blues
Chapter 307 begins construction, with the blues
After Zuo Xiuyan took another quick look at the other supplementary information, he did not hesitate and prepared to build a framework right away.
The mental space can be deformed at will, but the specific presentation effect depends on each person's ability to restore real objects and environment.
Just like drawing, although we know what a dog looks like, not everyone can draw a picture that is exactly the same as the real thing, even if we put the dog in front of us and draw it, we still can't do it. The same is true for grass and sea water.
On the other hand, there is the ability of mind control.
Zuo Xiuyan couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The normal way was that after awakening, everyone would go to the wilderness to fight for a few months to meet the team entry standards. After the interview, they would go to the base to study the control course, which is the snowflake.
In other words, the awakened ones started practicing control from the first level, and by the time they reached the third level, they had already spent one or two years, or even four or five years, by which time they were already very skilled.
But she came into this world on May 5st, and reached the third level on June 21th, a total of 6 days, one day short of a month.
It's like skipping a grade.
Zuo Xiuyan stopped thinking about it, closed his computer, calmed down, straightened his body and adjusted his breathing.
Focus your thoughts on the mental power in your brain and sort them out bit by bit.
In the past, they were just used but not sorted. It was like a room full of banknotes, but they were scattered here and there, and every time you went directly to their respective locations to take them.
Now take out all the money, look carefully at the denomination, newness, and size of each bill, and then stack them according to your ideas.
While sorting out the information, Zuo Xiuyan discovered a shocking fact.
That is, the spirit is not entirely concentrated in the brain, but spread throughout the body, but the brain controls most of it.
This is a bit like the nerves spread throughout the body. To put it in a more mysterious way, it is a bit like the "qi" mentioned in martial arts and spiritual cultivation.
She suddenly remembered that when she was using a machine to test the game against Guan Jiang in the observation room, she saw the golden spiritual flow coming from him.
They move in an orderly manner and in certain directions throughout each other's bodies.
This is proof that the spirit is originally present in various parts of the body. It is also because after the third level, the flow of the spirit is planned.
Besides, if the spirit has the ability to change the body, how can it affect the flesh if it does not exert influence inside the body?
The body and the spirit are inseparable, and the body is actually a channel and medium for absorbing external spirits. This is probably why spiritual tentacles grow from all parts of the body.
It all made sense.
The more Zuo Xiuyan sorted out her spirit, the more familiar she felt with it. After experiencing it all, she felt a little tired, but also refreshed.
She rested for a while and looked at the time. It took an hour and a half. She got up and walked slowly on the treadmill in the house to exercise her body.
Then she sat down again and began to construct the psychological counseling room of her previous life.
The spiritual bricks are ready, now it's time to place them.
But it is not that simple when it comes to actually building it. It requires special concentration, to the point of being extremely abnormal.
As long as you think of anything that is not related to this, it will become strange, and then your mental power will become distorted and chaotic.
Just like when you say beef noodles, you will think of instant noodles or other noodles, and then you will think of the table you eat on, and even the seasoning jars on the table.
Zuo Xiuyan also encountered such obstacles. When he thought of his consulting room, he thought of all kinds of visitors, the various words written and books read in the room, and even the phone calls he answered and the activities he went out to participate in.
Every time my thoughts go astray, I have to pull them back.
It's like writing in pencil. The wrong parts have to be erased and written again, but the words that were not written wrong before are still intact.
Zuo Xiuyan just felt a little lucky that he could take a break and accumulate. If someone had built a towering building and it went wrong at the last step, the whole building would collapse, and that would be a huge devastation.
I have to rest for a few minutes every half hour, otherwise I will get a headache.
After two hours, Zuo Xiuyan had only established the main framework, such as the size of the room, the placement of tables, sofas, and cabinets...
She still remembers that the house used to be brightly lit, decorated in a tranquil white with warm pale yellow tones, and with green plants by the windows.
But now in my mind these things have no substantial filling, they look like things with only borders, the light makes up the edges of these, and the inside is like an illusion, so faint that it is almost invisible.
There were even fewer details, such as the cabinets where she would put books and materials she would use at work: visitor information registration form, psychological counseling confidentiality agreement, self-rating depression scale, Eysenck personality questionnaire...
Zuo Xiuyan looked at the phantoms in her mind, her thoughts a little dazed. She quickly opened her eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
Then he took a deep breath and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window for a long time.
……
We still have to live well now.
When she calmed down, she looked at the time and it was already past 5 o'clock.
She turned the computer back on and checked Team Three's patrol schedule.
The Blues are off today.
She exited the page, opened the contact list, and clicked on a message: "Can you call?"
Then I checked her profile, and after about ten minutes I got a reply: "I was just exercising. That's convenient. Did you miss me, sister?" She also sent me an emoticon of a man holding a rose in his mouth and looking cool.
Zuo Xiuyan chuckled and hit him directly.
The other party answered the call, but his tone was serious and nervous: "What's wrong, Xu Yan? What happened?"
Zuo Xiuyan thought that he seldom contacted her, and if he took the initiative to contact her and called her directly, she might think that he needed help.
"It's nothing urgent. Sorry to have worried you. I just wanted to chat with you."
"I'm glad you're okay..." Blues was clearly relieved. "Then go ahead and talk. I'm free for small talk. Don't worry, I'll listen carefully."
"I just want to say... I have reached the third level." Zuo Xiuyan said softly.
Lan Diao was stunned for a moment: "Then Gong..."
"You're the first to know."
Blues paused, silent for two seconds, a little confused: "Why?"
Zuo Xiuyan looked out the window: "Because, you always say, I won't tell you."
She recalled that Lan Diao had said more than once before, "Xiu Yan, why don't you tell me? Hey? Why don't I know?"
The other side was silent for another two seconds, then laughed softly: "Thank you, Xiu Yan. I'm a little uncomfortable with you being like this."
Lan Tiao's tone rose a little: "Then come and have dinner to celebrate your reaching the third level."