Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes, and his consciousness returned to reality. A novel≧ ＞ ＜﹤﹤

Just now, he experienced all the fears and unknowns experienced by the five people. In this immersive experience, he would temporarily forget himself and exist entirely in the identity of the other party, as if he had experienced a new life.

Only in this way can he fully experience the fear deep in these people's hearts.

This is also the easiest and most effective way to stimulate the spirit provided by Yuehua. It does not need to scare Zhang Heng, as long as it can scare ordinary people.

In normal times, this kind of step-by-step fear of leading people to despair is enough to drive people crazy, but Zhang Heng's will is as hard as steel, even if he forgets his identity, he still won't be feared to this level. Destroy the spirit.

These five experiences made Zhang Heng's brain highly stimulated. Once he returned to reality, Zhang Heng couldn't help rushing to the toilet and vomited!

This has nothing to do with his guts, he can feel all the feelings of others, how scared others are, Zhang Heng will have the same feeling, and then in this wave of fear, he will rush his brain to the evolutionary critical point!

But obviously, this level of training is just a small test.

When he came out of the toilet, Zhang Heng's face was as white as paper, and he looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness. He slowly lay down on the bed, rubbing his temples and adjusting his spirit, "Yuehua, these people are realistic. How's it going?"

"As I expected, all the people who died in the virtual space were also brain-dead in reality. Only the only contractor who didn't drink the pool water survived." Yuehua said.

"Is this task difficult?" Zhang Heng frowned.

"Actually, this quest you designed is very simple. It's even simpler than the simplest Resident Evil quest you have experienced. Even if you drink the pool of water and have a little firm will, you can pass the level smoothly." Yuehua shook his head and said, "But They are all dead, and the willpower of ordinary people can't even reach one tenth of yours, maybe this is the reason why the Dimensional Star system chooses you."

Zhang Heng sighed and said no more, "Go ahead, today's mental stimulation training can be over, what's the next training?"

"The next step is control precision training. You need to start with a metal ball with a diameter of one centimeter, and continuously reduce the volume of the object to be manipulated, and finally reach the nanometer or even atomic level. In short, the smaller the better."

"First, you need to perceive their existence..."

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In the morning five days later,

Zhang Heng was lying on the bed and slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a ray of light bursting out of his eyes, but when he looked carefully, it seemed that there was nothing.

Zhang Heng looked at the water glass on the bedside table, which was full of water. He stretched out his hand slightly, and the water glass flew into his hand with a swish that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the water in it just kept swaying, but it didn't spill out at all. signs.

Zhang Heng's mouth curled into a smile, staring at the water in the cup. Immediately, the water flow turned into a waterline and flew out as if alive, suspended in mid-air, circling in front of Zhang Heng like a naughty child.

In the end, the water naughty detoured to Zhang Heng's mouth, Zhang Heng opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly all the water flowed into Zhang Heng's mouth without a single drop.

After drinking the water, Zhang Heng relaxed his hand, the water cup rolled over immediately, and returned to his position like lightning, making a slight clanging sound. Hearing this sound, Zhang Heng frowned in dissatisfaction. This collision proves that Zhang Heng Heng's training is still not skilled enough.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang from outside the door, Zhang Heng turned his head to look at the bedroom door, and with a click, the bedroom door opened automatically, and it seemed that an invisible person was controlling everything.

Walking out of the bedroom, Zhang Heng looked at the door of the villa, and then there was another click. The mahogany door of the villa also opened, and there was an expressionless logistics clone standing at the door.

"Just put it here earlier." Zhang Heng pointed to the coffee table in the living room.

The clone nodded, put the prepared food on the coffee table, and then left without saying a word.

Only then did Zhang Heng sit on the sand, turn on the TV leisurely, and look for any interesting programs while eating breakfast, but after watching it for a long time, Zhang Heng couldn't find anything to watch.

After eating breakfast, Zhang Heng turned off the TV directly, then took out the weight and tried again. Every day, he would record his spiritual strength limit, and then compare it with the previous data. These data are all used by Yuehua to design. Important information for course reference.

After another test, Zhang Heng's mental power has nearly doubled in the past five days, and he can easily pick up objects weighing 200 grams. Not only that, but the precision of his manipulation is also much more exquisite than before. For example, before controlling the water flow in the cup, five days ago, he would definitely not be able to do it.

After letting Yuehua record all his data, Zhang Heng found a lighter, lit the piece of paper in his hand, and destroyed all the data in reality.

The ability of mental power, before he can achieve the precision of gas control, is basically of little help to his own strength. Now Zhang Heng can barely control liquids, but he is still far from the level of gas control. .

However, once he reaches the level of gas manipulation, Zhang Heng's strength can advance a lot. For example, the simplest way to prevent the enemy's lungs from taking in air, then he can suffocate the opponent without a fight, and the enemy doesn't even know what he is doing before he dies. dead.

Or compress the air to form a wind blade that is completely invisible to ordinary people and as thin as cicada wings! This kind of wind blade is extremely powerful and has the ability to cut substances, but the difficulty of forming a wind blade is hundreds of thousands of times more difficult than suffocating people. The difficulty of controlling the two is not at the same level.

When the training was over, it was seven o'clock in the morning. Zhang Heng went to the room with all the fitness equipment to train again. By the time the daily exercise was over, it was nine o'clock.

"Your Excellency Commander, it's almost time. Your sister will arrive at Haizhou Pudong Airport in an hour." At this moment, Yuehua's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Heng's mind.

"I know, give Xiaoxin a message for me and tell her that I am going to pick her up. If I haven't arrived by then, just wait for me for a while." Zhang Heng nodded and went to the bathroom to rinse as quickly as possible. , then put on clean clothes and drove towards the airport in a Mercedes Benz.

Zhang Heng received news from his family before that his sister would fly to Haizhou on August 30th. His parents called Zhang Heng on purpose and asked him to pick up his sister, who came with her, and The Yang Yang who happened to be rescued by Zhang Heng.

The reason why the two came to Shanghai was that the university had started.

With Zhang Heng's help, the Fudan University Admission Notice was delivered to his sister and Yang Yang without any suspense. The two families were naturally happy, especially Yang Yang's parents, who were thankful and thankful on the phone. The daughter is married to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's villa is not too far from Pudong Airport. As long as there is no traffic jam, you can drive a little faster for half an hour. When Zhang Heng drove the car outside the airport, it was only around 9:40. There are still ten minutes before my sister gets off the plane. (To be continued.)