Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 50 Extra Gift
".No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel amazed."

Looking around at the scene, Song Shi said softly.

With him as the center, countless stars dot this quiet and boundless sky. No star shines the same. The stars that the "psychics" who once set foot on Dayuan turned into after their death gather together to form this magnificent starry sky.

They hang quietly high in the sky, watching their future companions who will embark on the same path.

When the consciousness sinks into the sea of ​​​​the mind and the psychic opens his eyes again, he will appear here.

This is the Tao.

To be more precise, this is the Dayuan Road.

Finally having seen enough of this scene, Song Shi withdrew his gaze and looked at his own situation.

Compared to the last time I entered, this time I had clearly advanced a lot in the first ring area of ​​the path.

At the end of the road, there stood a huge door of unrecognizable material. This was the door from the first ring, [Awakening], to the second ring, [Mastery]. If one wanted to advance to the second ring, one had to push open this door.

But this is still a little far from Song Shi.

If you look down from the sky, you can clearly see that Song Shi is currently in the middle of the road, still halfway to the huge door ahead.

"Yeah, about the same as I expected."

Seeing this, Song Shi nodded slightly.

Although theoretically I am still halfway to the "second ring", the actual situation is not calculated that way.

[Forging Flame], [Return], [Accommodation], I have already engraved three psychic skills. Therefore, the remaining journey is just a simple accumulation process.

Through "meditation" and other methods, accumulate spiritual energy to the upper limit of one's own, improve one's adaptability to spiritual energy, and improve the mastery of spiritual energy.

This is pure slow work. Even if he could, he could only "speed up" it but not "skip" it. Besides, even if he could, Song Shi would not skip this basic skill of a psychic.

Without a solid enough foundation, how can the future high-rise buildings be supported?

As for the biggest problem of theoretical promotion, "opening the door".
Song Shi didn't want to say anything too rude.

and so.

As for my advancement to the second ring, [Mastery], all I had to do was accumulate and polish my skills. If nothing unexpected happened, I could complete it within two months at the latest.

Putting these thoughts aside, Song Shi slowly raised his head.

He saw a ball of fluorescent light quietly floating above him. It seemed like an illusion, and the fluorescent light had a faint burning sensation.

This is the real reason why Song Shi came here.

When the ritual [Blood and Fire] was completed, the constraints of the oath dissipated, and a feeling suddenly emerged from his heart, calling on Song Shi to quickly enter the path.

"It actually appeared. An extra gift from the Tao."

Song Shi couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it's me as expected."

The moment he saw the fluorescent light, Song Shi already understood the whole story.

The content of the ritual [Blood and Fire] is that one swears an oath to "offer a sufficient number of enemies" in exchange for "a more powerful psychic skill upon awakening" before the nineteenth sunrise.

If one breaks the oath, he will be punished by having his five internal organs burned by fire.

Theoretically, once he had burned Kenge with the flame of forging, the oath would be over, and both parties would owe each other nothing - it was precisely because of his "dedication to the Tao" that most of Kenge's body turned to ashes.

As for this scene now.

To put it simply, Dayuan Daotu is very satisfied with his own behavior, so he makes extra gifts without charging any price.

"But, is this kind of "extra gift" really random? Or does it really depend on Daotu's mood?"

But at this moment, Song Shi did not rush to open the light group, but looked at the brilliant starry sky in the sky and couldn't help but speak. The young man's expression was a little subtle.

For me, the matter of Kenge is "somewhat difficult but not too difficult", and I originally thought that the path would not give any extra gifts.

"Of all the ceremonies I've performed before, if not every one, at least about one-third were more difficult and better completed than this one, right?" Song Shi's tone was somewhat speechless: "You were quite stingy back then, but you're quite generous this time?"

"Well, it's better to have something than nothing." Song Shi sighed and reached out to touch the ball of light.

[Strengthen the effect of a currently held psychic skill]

"Then I'll definitely choose 'Forging Flame'. Uh, is there a restriction? The strength of the higher-level psychic skills is too high, so I can't choose it?"

"Okay, then let's "accommodate" it."

[Based on the original "containment" effect, the current spiritual energy limit is further increased by one fifth]

The moment they touched, the ball of light dissipated silently, and countless dust-like fluorescent lights rushed towards Song Shi.

"Well, it's not bad."

While feeling the changes in himself, Song Shi made his evaluation.

If you encounter this extra gift in the fourth ring, [Sublimation], which increases the current psychic energy limit by one fifth, it must be an unimaginably powerful ability. But if you encounter it in the first ring, it can only be evaluated as "not bad".

——Of course, a mere [Blood and Fire] ritual could not possibly achieve that level of gift.

It's done.

So, after taking one last glance at the road, Song Shi closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to reality.

It is still a cheap hotel room.

The surface is severely aged, with exposed circuit pipes in the wall, and the bed creaks when you sit on it.

There was always a lingering smell of sugar and nicotine in the air, as well as dusty syringes and condoms that had been stuffed under the bed at some point.

Song Shi turned over and got out of bed, walked quickly to the windowsill, and pulled open the curtains with a swish.

The dizzying sunlight poured into the cheap room of this old hotel, trying to dispel the gloomy atmosphere that had lingered all day long.

But perhaps because of the original design, the lighting in the entire room is extremely poor. Even though Song Shi has pulled the curtains as wide as possible, the sunlight is still limited to him standing at the window and a small area around him, and most of the room is still dim.

"tsk"

Song Shi let out a light click of his tongue, and just as he was about to light the forging flame directly, a communication prompt suddenly lit up on his retina.

【Caller: Jaredon】

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

"——He Yue."

On the other end of the video call, Jaredon's face was gloomy. He stretched out his thick knuckles that had long been replaced with mechanical ones, raised them and pressed them towards the young man:

"It's been over a week. Why hasn't the work information section of your profile been updated?"

The man's artificial eye glowed an intimidating red, and his voice was like a cannibal: "Where is your job? Without a job to serve as a credit guarantee, how can you borrow money from the bank, and how can you pay us back?"

He stood up, his whole body making a creaking sound, and moved closer to the camera step by step. His ferocious face almost occupied the entire video communication interface.

"Or did you not even look for a job? You just took our loan and planned to enjoy yourself before you die?!"

(End of this chapter)