Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Although the dose of toxin carried by bugs is very small, its concentration is so high that only a few micrograms are enough to kill an adult.

The toxins flowed quickly through his blood and to his limbs and bones. Zhou Weiqi barely felt any pain before falling into darkness again.

But the second he was unconscious, he smelled a strange aroma.

"I, I... I can't be dead!"

Zhou Weiqi gasped for air and looked around, still seeing the familiar scene in the lounge.

He really thought he was dead and quickly checked his facial features, hands and feet.

Very good, I can use my hands and feet, my facial features are where they should be, and I don't feel like a ghost anymore.

He was puzzled, "What happened? Didn't the insect's toxin kill me? Did you save me again?"

"No, it's because it was not reality, but a dream." Chu Yao blew out the incense in the incense burner, "Sorry, I didn't tell you before."

They only have one chance, and the 50% probability seems high, but this is a living person.

How could Chu Yao experiment with his life like this?

But, in dreams, it's different.

They can do it again a hundred or a thousand times. Even if they make the wrong choice, it will not affect Zhou Weiqi in reality.

For this reason, she has been practicing for the past few days, how to use dreams to simulate an absolutely perfect and real reality.

However, there is a necessary prerequisite for using dreams to simulate the development of reality—the dreamer cannot know that he is in a dream.

As long as the dreamer, that is, Zhou Weiqi, believes that this is reality, his thoughts will not affect the development of the dream.

So Chu Yao took him into the dream when he wasn't paying attention, but didn't tell him the truth.

"Huh, it really scared me to death..." He patted his chest, "Although I can understand it, how can you be sure that the dream you simulated is the same as reality? Maybe you just think it is the same, but it It’s still influenced by your subconscious mind.”

Chu Yao smiled slightly, "Well, it's very simple. If I haven't read a book at all, but I can construct all its contents in a dream, doesn't it mean that dreams can also simulate reality?"

"Oh, that's right, so you've experimented before, right?" Zhou Weiqi said affirmatively.

Since Chu Yao's second guess is wrong, there is only one answer left.

This time, she couldn't let the bug die in Zhou Weiqi's body, otherwise the tragedy in the dream would repeat itself.

Chu Yao thought about it, and since spiritual energy and evil spirits can act on objects related to dragon veins at the same time, she might as well use spiritual energy and evil spirits to weave a net and trap the insects in it.

With the package of aura and evil spirit, the toxins of the bugs will not come into contact with Zhou Weiqi's blood, and the bugs will be killed at the same time, without the need for Zhou Weiqi to enter a state of suspended animation again.

However, this method naturally has its shortcomings.

First of all, trying to weave a net out of two objects that will be eliminated by contact is no less difficult than making water unable to extinguish fire, fire unable to evaporate water, and the bug is less than the size of a sesame seed. The net should not be too large, and the accuracy of the operation is very high.

Secondly, if you want to take the bug out of Zhou Weiqi's face, you must first make an incision, and Zhou Weiqi must endure the pain without anesthesia.