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Chapter 165 Domain
Under the eyes of the public, matters concerning urban reconstruction and future planning have come to an end.

How many of them are true or false depends on the future progress of the city.

Having said that, Wan Yi himself will definitely make his own pie.

It's a good habit to make your own cakes and eat yourself, isn't it?
At the end of the meeting, everyone left one after another.

After Wan Yi said goodbye to Chen Changcai, he was ready to leave alone. It was not early after the meeting, so he didn't have to continue running with the disaster department.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly met Huang Pu.

"You're still there." Wan Yi said.

Naturally, Huang Pu also attended as a representative of Guiyi, and also spoke in the part where the city and Guiyi deepened their ties. At this time, not long after the meeting ended, she had already removed all her formal clothes and changed into black loose casual clothes.

Huang Pu didn't speak, but just showed the scoring system.

The number above is "1".

Wan Yi was a little surprised: "It's actually a positive number, amazing."

"This is the scoring system you set up, why don't you remember it yourself?"

"Because it's the rating that I randomly picked up when I was free. I haven't moved for a long time."

Seeing Huang Pu's gloomy expression, Wan Yi changed his words nonchalantly: "In short, after the positive number is reached, matters related to human relations can be officially put on the agenda. Do you have any plans?"

After Huang Pu returned to the Pu family, Wan Yi originally thought that she would not care so much about the scoring system anymore, but during this time she still kept in touch with Wan Yi and helped him a lot as Gui Yi.

Most of the points are brushed up in this way.

"It's just that I can't ask for anything, I just came to see it." Huang Pu spread his hands and said.

"If you want to see me, just call out, Wan Yi, who is closest to you, will respond to you."

"Sounds like a horror story."

"Just like?" Wan Yi is a self-proclaimed horror master, and the effects of horror programs are still professional.

The two walked on the road, talking while walking.

"You are so powerful, if you were a little more aggressive, this city would have been yours long ago." Huang Pu put his hands behind his back and said.

"Replace everyone with me, and then, in the days to come, will you talk to yourself from beginning to end?" Wan Yi said indifferently.

"Isn't that good? Wouldn't it feel safe?" Huang Pu asked.

"I admit that I have a desire to perform, and the behavior of my clones is an extension of my ideas." Wan Yi said, "But what I want is performance, not domination."

Perform rather than dominate.

"I thought you were a puppet fucker." Huang Pu looked at him and said slowly.

"I'm the head of the troupe, at best I'm a director. I don't even have a complete script. I can't control every move of things. How can I talk about puppetry." Wan Yi said, "The actors on the stage are not puppets who are simply dominated, at least I am thought."

"My rating for you has gone up."

"What use is your rating to me?"

Huang Pu smiled and said, "You seem to have sent yourself to the Sunken Sky Islands before."

"Hmm." Wan Yi stopped in front of a small stall, and planned to buy a bowl of stinky tofu while responding.

It is said that Chen Changcai said that he made stinky tofu before he became a young man, but he never had a chance to taste it.

Wan Yi thought about it.

"Me too." Huang Pu interjected, "Let me treat you."

Wan Yi glanced at her and said nothing, which was his tacit consent.

Huang Pu brought a bowl of stinky tofu to Wan Yi.

"Would you like to eat this?" Wan Yi asked.

"I used to eat high-end food, but after I came back, I was influenced by the color spectrum, and the taste became casual." Huang Pu blew on a piece of stinky tofu and stuffed it into his mouth.

It always feels like she's implying that the color spectrum is lowering the family average.

Chromatography is indeed a small piece of crap though.

Apart from being a key point for absorbing personality, it is completely useless in itself.

Little temper is also very bad.

After eating, Huang Pu continued: "During this period of time, I confirmed that there is a high probability that one of my separated personalities is there in the sinking empty island group."

"So you still need my help?"

"Just confirm it for me, okay?" Huang Pu's eyes looked directly at Wan Yi.

Wan Yi thought for a moment: "The Sunken Sky Islands are huge, and I haven't stabilized yet."

"Just pay attention to it a little bit, I'm very optimistic about your ability." Huang Pu smiled.

"That's not impossible."

It wasn't an agreement that must be kept, so Wan Yi agreed casually.

Let's see which avatar remembers when.

Huang Pu nodded with satisfaction.

"Why on earth are you so obsessed with getting back your separated personality?" Wan Yi also took the opportunity to ask a question.

"It should be a normal request to want to make myself complete." Huang Pu thought for a while and said, "And the memory is messed up, and I want to put my personality together as soon as possible."

Wan Yi accepted the reason for the time being: "Then ask me a question, and you should have the answer here."

Huang Pu looked at Wan Yi, waiting for him to speak.

"Do you know the 'strength classification' other than the number of qualitative changes?" Wan Yi asked.

"Ok?"

"Recently, I feel something different from simply absorbing fragments to produce qualitative changes. You should know." Wan Yi asked on behalf of Brother Hyundai.

Compared to Zhong Xuan, did Hyundai simply lose a bit in power?

Indeed, the sign of the last spiral move is very strong. Zhong Xuan may not be much different from the modern brother, but if this move is included, the modern brother loses a bit.

Many Wan Yi accompanied Hyundai to replay that game several times. There was always a feeling that Hyundai seemed to have a chance, but as long as he faced the final spiral, he would lose.

A sense of abnormality lingers in Hyundai's heart.

"Oh, you should be referring to 'field'." Huang Pu said.

"Field? Uh, is it that kind of thing?" Wan Yi was a little confused.

"A certain performance is similar, but it is different from most familiar fields. The performance is not so cool. It is aimed at human consciousness and is more subtle." Huang Pu said and pointed to his head.

Wan Yi frowned: "Can you make it more popular and systematic?"

Huang Pu thought for a while, and said: "The use of qualitative changes in one's own body is not just a straightforward route of simply developing abilities and adding effort. Of course, this is indeed a way, and 'field' is a shortcut. It is useful Well, it's the difference between a plane and a bicycle."

"The fragments are called conceptual fragments because in many practices, it is confirmed that they basically exist according to people's imagination. Even if the boundary of extremely high depth is unacceptable, it will not be completely Beyond human thinking." Huang Pu explained.

"Then you should have doubts about how to subdivide the level of the same concept? For example, the familiar fantasy creature 'dragon', the western giant dragon, the eastern dragon, the ordinary dragon, the real dragon in mythology, and the ugly sub-dragon Species, dragon blood creatures, the mighty dragon god and mother of dragons... A simple word 'dragon' covers a wide range."

"Isn't it the quality of the fragments that determines these?" Wan Yi said.

There is no strict division of the quality of fragments, basically only the source of the same kind of fragments can barely judge the quality.The qualitative change caused by the dragon fragments produced by the western dragon tends to favor the western dragon, and the eastern one is the eastern one. Although the qualitative change or the completion process will cause different effects according to the difference in the operator's subject, the fundamental will not change.

"From an objective point of view, it is indeed the quality of the fragments that determine these, but people actually have the ability to further change the scope of the concept, which is commonly known as the 'field', but some people who are more in the second class call this state 'solipsism' ’, which is not widely recognized, but I find it more relevant.”

"Only me..." Wan Yi chewed on this word.

"If others think that the weapon in your hand is not strong enough, then let the weapon be within a certain range and be as strong as you want." Huang Pu said, holding up the wooden stick left over from eating stinky tofu.

"This wooden stick is indeed lethal, but for most people, it is just a simple dining tool. If you want to use it to fight, you can only simply add special effects to it, making it become To be hard and sharp is to surpass others.”

Hearing this, Wan Yi understood a little.

"However, if someone can magnify the part of the 'lethal' impression on the small wooden sign by everyone within a certain range and even the deep-level environment. And this part of the impression successfully overwhelms the other party's trust in self-power, then the small wooden sign will be Can easily..."

Huang Pu threw the wooden sticks into the trash can on the side of the road.

"Kill all enemies."

Wan Yi thought for a moment: "It feels like a stream of consciousness confrontation."

The confrontation between the two impressions is like a debate.

The two argue with each other about the strength of a weapon, and the winner will be able to turn his thoughts into "truth" to a certain extent within a certain range.

"Interesting." The avatar suddenly raised his head to discuss.

"It's really interesting."

"In a sense, Brother Hyundai was frightened by the final spiral of the clock?"

"Hahaha! It seems to be true!"

"Huh?" Hyundai probed.

"Ahem, nothing."

Brother Hyundai was sitting on a sofa, smoking a cigar, frowning after hearing Huang Pu's words, and his thoughts became more enthusiastic.

In this way, he seems to have been amplifying the fear of guns in the people around him to some extent. Is this a manifestation of a relatively shallow "field"?
No wonder Zhong Xuan would say that he has touched a little bit, but there is obviously still a gap.

This 'field' is not as simple as opening a force field and drawing a circle in most works, because until now Hyundai still feels bound by that spiral, which is very uncomfortable.

"You don't seem to have had a few qualitative changes. Generally speaking, it takes at least five qualitative changes to get in touch with this level of feeling." Huang Pu said.

"You've said the general situation yourself."

Huang Pu nodded: "That's right, none of us can use common sense to speculate. Do you know? In fact, I have only had six qualitative changes in total, just referring to Huang Pu."

"Only six times?" Wan Yi was a little surprised, he thought it would be higher, although it seems that human beings will end up with eight times.

"It's just because I absorbed a very powerful shard, and after cooperating with the domain, normal people can hardly raise their heads in my 'boundary', and can only be crushed." Huang Pu was a little proud.

"Inside?"

"A field will become a realm when it matures to a certain extent. About this..." Huang Pu thought for a while, "I don't remember clearly, but it happened naturally, and the rest is about the same."

Wan Yi narrowed his eyes: "You can't figure out your own strength?"

"Our situation is special. Don't talk about me, can you figure out your outrageous clone?"

Wan Yi didn't answer, and cast her a glance: "No wonder you were beaten so badly by Kefen."

Huang Pu was immediately discouraged, and then suddenly realized: "That's right! That vicious human-shaped dog belongs to your family! It's called Kefen, right? Can you take care of your dog!"

"Not letting him penetrate the island is the proof that I'm trying to hold him down." Wan Yi replied with a smile.

"I'll trouble you about my separation of personality. I'm going back to my job soon. I'm a little interested in Guiyi's internal situation." Huang Pu didn't continue to slam, but turned to say.

Wan Yi nodded: "Understood, thank you for your stinky tofu, the rating has gone up."

Huang Pu took out the scoring system and looked at it, from one to five.

"Hey, how stingy."

"Love or not."

(End of this chapter)