Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Wang Xuebin!"

Suddenly, Li Mengyuan interrupted Wang Xuebin with her immature voice, looked at him with burning eyes, and asked seriously:

"...Who the hell are you? Have you possessed Wang Xuebin through time travel?"

"..."

Chapter 725 'I' was the first

"... Watch the news more if you have nothing to do, watch less dramas, possess yourself? You can figure it out!"

The door opened, Wang Xuebin slipped Li Mengyuan's neck with one hand, and sent her out of the door.

"...After the painting, I will find someone to send it to the auctioneer. You should start contacting various banks first..."

'Boom! '

The door was locked, and the embarrassed Li Mengyuan was full of displeasure. She turned around and raised her hand to slam the door hard.

'Squeak~'

Before she could make a move, the door opened again, and a pair of little red leather shoes were thrown in front of her. Before she could open her mouth to say anything, the door closed again with a bang.

"……you……"

Outside the apartment door, Li Mengyuan's chest was heaving unceasingly, her face was flushed, she didn't know if she was angry from embarrassment, or just out of anger.

He glared fiercely at the door, clenched his teeth, and opened and closed his little nose, looking cute and interesting.

After a while, she turned her eyes and revealed a smile as if a fox had stolen a chicken.

He reached out and took out his mobile phone from his small handbag, found a number, turned around and walked out, and made a call.

"...beep beep beep hello?"

"...Hi~ Auntie, I'm Yuanyuan, do you remember me?"

"...Hey, remember, Yuanyuan, what's the matter? Is it because Binbin is self-willed and reckless, or is he bullying you again?

Just tell auntie, auntie will clean him up for you and make the decision for you! "

"No no……"

In the elevator, Li Mengyuan's face turned even redder, but this time the redness was three points more delicate than the redness just now.

"...Auntie is like this. For more than a week, I called him and sent messages to him every day, but I never received a reply. I came to my house to look for him because I was worried, but I found that his face was very ugly... ..."

As she spoke, Li Mengyuan's expression became serious.

After Li Mengyuan's voice fell, there was an oppressive silence on the phone. After an unknown amount of time, a deep and deep answer came from the receiver: "...I got it!"

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Hearing these four words, Li Mengyuan acted as if she had received an amnesty, and hurriedly responded with a few sentences. The whole person looked around like a thief, shrunk her neck, stepped on her short legs, and fled towards the distance.

In the apartment, Wang Xuebin, who was sitting silently on the sofa in a daze, felt an inexplicable malice, raised his head and looked around, but couldn't find the source of the malice, so he shook his head and sighed softly, and walked towards the bedroom.

On the bed, Wang Xuebin rested his head on his folded hands, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, and after a long time, asked softly:

"...In other words, I still have developed 30.00% of my brain potential and my physical fitness is more than ten times that of ordinary people.

However, I have accumulated nearly a hundred energy and mana, all of which have been wiped out, right? "

"... That's right, but please don't be discouraged, the host. All this is only temporary. With your talent and realm, you will be able to recover and surpass your peak in about 50 years at most.

Compared with death, such a price is not an unacceptable result, is it? "

Listening to the system's words, Wang Xuebin closed his eyes gently, raised his legs, and swayed his feet leisurely.

"...Ha ha... discouraged? I have never been discouraged for a moment!

But the system you... what?Now there is no way to use the subconscious to spy on my inner emotions or thoughts? "

"...Host, the system must make a solemn statement. The system uses the subconsciousness of the host to issue tasks. The purpose is always to better serve the host. The word spying is not appropriate!

Secondly, the happiness of the host is the relentless pursuit of the system!

Even if the host submits an item that is so common that it can no longer be common as a task target, as long as the host is satisfied, the system will also open higher-level permissions to the host.

Now, the host's brain potential has been developed to 30.00%, completely controlling its subconscious mind, and has the ability to control everything, including the system.

Now that the host has the ability to identify what happiness is, naturally there is no need for the system to help the host make a choice.

With the improvement of capabilities, the host's dependence on the system will be further reduced.

One day, the host can completely get rid of the existence of the system, and independently do everything the host wants to do...

The system is also looking forward to the arrival of this day..."

"Well……"

Hearing the system's reputation, Wang Xuebin didn't express anything, neither believing or not, nor showing any emotion, just lying quietly on the bed, thinking about his own affairs.

"...The subconscious mind... If you control the subconscious mind, can you control everything about yourself..."

Thinking about it, Wang Xuebin closed his eyes silently, calmed down, and wanted to try to use his own thinking to pry the unimaginably huge power of consciousness in his body.

Suddenly, Wang Xuebin, who was lying flat on the bed with his legs crossed, turned pale, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant. He turned sideways, bowed like a prawn, and twitched uncontrollably.

"...By the way, please don't use the power of the subconscious mind blindly, the current host lacks energy in the body, which is not enough to support the consumption of the subconscious mind.

Once used, the body's metabolism will immediately become disordered, affecting the health of the host's body..."

"...A damn thing...why didn't you say it earlier..."

"...I'm sorry, the system is not 'peeking' into the host's subconscious mind, so it cannot judge the host's thoughts. Only after the host takes action, the system can check for omissions...

To be honest, the system did not expect the host to do such an unreasonable thing, it is said that death in the film and television world will not affect IQ..."

"...Hiss...you did it on purpose..."

After a long time, the convulsions stopped, and Wang Xuebin quickly supported the bed and walked towards the kitchen and dining room.

On the dining table, portions of high-calorie, high-nutrition meals are arranged neatly in a plum blossom shape, without any mess.

Wang Xuebin took out a pair of chopsticks, aligned them carefully, and then slowly began to eat, chewing every bite very delicately, as if he was reluctant to swallow it.

"By the way, when it comes to subconsciousness, was He Lan's previous performance also affected by subconsciousness? Logically speaking, her emotions shouldn't be so agitated."