Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

Moyu seemed to have disappeared from the world...

I couldn't find anyone and couldn't get through on the phone.

Menqi and Xiaodi were not too anxious at first, thinking that Moyou was going out to do some errands or to go find Jin.

It's possible that Moyu will take the initiative to contact them in a few days.

After all, Moyu is different from Jin. He will not disappear suddenly or be unable to make calls.

So Menqi and Xiaodi stayed in the ancient city. While waiting, they tried to contact Moyu every day.

However, as time passes.

One week, two weeks, three weeks, one month...

Not only did Moyo fail to return to the ancient city, he was also unable to be contacted.

Only then did Menqi and Xiaodi realize something was wrong.

They first contacted Bisji and Kangzai and asked about Moyu's whereabouts, but the reply they received was that they were unclear.

After Bisiji and Kangzai learned about the situation, they were very concerned about it and followed together to find Moyu's whereabouts.

Under their mobilization, an annual drama to find Moyo begins.

Among the twelve earthly branches, four people, Xugou Chiduo, Maotu Piyoen, and Wumasaqiu, put aside their work one after another and joined the team searching for Moyu's whereabouts.

But they searched for another month, but still made no substantial progress.

No one knows where Moyu has gone or why he can't get through the phone.

Later, Chiduo thought of Jin.

She also remembered that one of Jin's friends was able to manifest a "missing person" device.

When this idea came to me, I seemed to see the hope of finding Moyu as soon as possible.

but--

"Can't get through."

Chiduo slowly put down the phone, her forehead covered with black lines.

"Sorry, I was too naive."

She looked at Menqi and others in the conference room and gritted her teeth.

Finding Jin is no less difficult than finding Moyo.

And taking the initiative to contact Jin is not something that can be done easily.

Disappearances and disconnections are Jin's specialty.

"Publish a missing person request within the association."

Pyoern's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he stood up and suggested: "Although the possibility is not high, we may be able to get a member with the ability to find people."

When encountering problems that are difficult to solve, sometimes you can only rely on your mental abilities.

Among the new blood that the association has absorbed in recent years, there may be people with telekinesis who have developed the ability to find people and objects.

Everyone had no objections to Pyorn's proposal.

Publishing a commission can increase the likelihood of finding Moyu...

certainly.

Best case scenario is that Kim can be contacted.

Maybe Moyu was at Jin's place and was led astray by Jin!

within the ruins.

Moyu grabbed a handful of green algae and stuffed it into his mouth, while using his other hand to trace grooves on a flat stone slab.

not far away.

The rat treasure was crawling around inside an ancient armor, when suddenly a small head popped out from the shoulder armor. He raised his hands high, holding a ring with a hint of gold in the gray.

"Jiji!"

It held up the ring it had just found and called out to Mo Yulian several times, who was practicing drawing the divine characters, as if offering a treasure.

But all Moyu's thoughts were on the divine words, and he didn't hear Shu Bao's call at all.

Seeing this, Shubao's big eyes flashed with disappointment, he slowly stopped shouting, and got out of the armor with a slumped head.

"grumble."

It took the ring and walked to a wall, where a large number of trophies it found from every corner of the ruins were piled up, forming a hill several meters high.

The most common ones are gold jewelry such as rings and necklaces.

Ding.

The ring was thrown onto the trophy hill by Shubao, and it made a soft sound.

Although the environment in the ruins greatly satisfies the treasure-hunting pleasure of the rat treasure, it will always become boring after a long time.

The main reason is that Moyu is not interested in gold, silver, jewelry and the like, which also affects Shubao's satisfaction when he finds the treasure.

further away.

Mamen stood on the top of a tower-like building, with dark bat wings stretched out at her sides. She lowered her head and looked at Moyu from a distance, who was concentrating on practicing the divine words.

"Although it is different from what I expected, this 'status quo' is more beneficial to me."

Seeing Mo Yun's sleepless state, Mamen's eyes sparkled with spots.

Rather than letting Moyu leave the ruins...

Mammen would rather see Moyu stay here voluntarily.

If conditions permit, it would be great if Moyu could stay here for eight or ten years.

In this way, he can steadily absorb more greed.

But this kind of thing can only be thought about.

Mammen knew that the reason why Moyu stayed was to learn the various divine contracts he had that originated from ancient humans.

Once all these divine deeds of his are learned by Moyu, there will be no reason for Moyu to continue to stay in the ruins and practice behind closed doors.

"I don't know many 'deeds', but they are enough for you to learn for a few years... I just don't know if you can maintain this state of practice forever."

In the past few months, Mamen has seen Moyu's hard work, and finally understood why Moyu was able to learn the divine contract in such a short period of time.

Not only is his talent amazing, but his level of hard work is also extraordinary.

He didn't know how long Moyu could last in this state of learning, and he didn't mind teaching Moyu all the known divine deeds.

This was a very advantageous exchange for him.

Moyo immersed himself in the divine characters created by ancient humans.

As time passes, Mammon's appetite for food increases.

From a hundred people at the beginning to two hundred people, and then to three hundred people.

Not only that, the frequency of ingesting Greed has also begun to increase, from once every three months to now once every two months.

It's just that he is very smart, and the targets he chooses every time are criminals who deserve death.

Such a trick-like approach succeeded in making Moyu turn a deaf ear to it.

Moreover, after Moyu saw the group of criminals wearing prison uniforms, he also taught Mamen a method to improve the efficiency of greed collection.

"Do you want to understand the meaning of life?"

"Do you want to truly live?"

"Do you want freedom and wealth?"

"Complete this trial and you will get everything you want!"

These are the lines and ideas that Moyu taught Mammon. Their main function is to give hope to the criminals teleported to the ruins, thereby inspiring more greed in the pursuit of freedom and wealth.

Mammon was greatly inspired at the time, and after trying it two or three times, she indeed absorbed more greed than usual.

"Human beings are truly amazing beings."

After tasting the sweetness, Mamun couldn't help but sigh again at human creativity, and named this site: Wuwei Paradise Space.

The purpose of choosing a name is to respond to the question "What is this place?" that humans always ask.

The name Wuwei Paradise Space corresponds to his ability of "The Hand of Wuwei Paradise".

Because of Moyu's suggestions and ideas, every "eating" of Mammon can achieve good results.

In order to continue this "status quo", Mamen hopes that Moyo's state of practice can last longer.

to this end--

He also deceived Moyu about something.

When he went out to select targets, he did not help Moyu deliver the message.

After returning to the ruins, he tricked Moyu into sending the message.

This is all to maintain the status quo...

In the deep green light, Mamen stared at Moyu's figure quietly.

There is no time in the mountains.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but Moyu learned the last divine word from Mamen.

At first, he just wanted to get some knowledge about ancient divine characters from Mammon, but he didn't expect that Mammon had so much useful information and was generous enough to teach him.

Although the condition is that he stay in the ruins to practice, for him, as long as the environment is quiet, it doesn't matter where he is.

So he stayed.

During the period of time when he was immersed in studying the divine characters, Moyu did not deliberately count how many days had passed. He could only feel that his attainments in the divine characters were constantly improving.

Now Moyu can carve a high-level divine word within three minutes.

Not only that, but his ability to control "Qi" has also been greatly improved.

The Divine Word itself is very demanding on the ability user's control accuracy of Qi.

The process of practicing advanced divine characters is equivalent to exercising the ability to control Qi.

Day after day of extremely boring practice, although the improvement of "manifestation of Qi" is very limited, as the control of Qi increases, the proficiency of advanced mind skills such as "Flow" and "Circle" is also improved in disguise.

"round."

Moyu closed his eyes and concentrated on letting out his breath.

Suddenly, a film-like halo emerged from Moyu's body surface, separated, and then slowly expanded outward.

Expanding to twenty meters away, the thin film aperture suddenly rippled like water waves, and then shattered like a bubble, turning into countless mottled light spots floating in the air.

"not bad."

Moyu opened his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

This is the first time he has used a circle in a real sense, but it has been able to expand to a radius of twenty meters.

Those who have dedicated their energy and time to learning circles would probably have their eyes bursting out of their sockets when they see Moyu able to steadily expand a circle to a radius of twenty meters for the first time.

To them, this kind of thing is simply a fantasy.

But in fact, this is the most intuitive result brought by practicing divine words.

Moyu can now use circles so easily, and skills like "flow", which is the most important in high-level telekinesis battles, are naturally not that bad.

"I finally know why Jin has such perverted control."

Moyu slowly raised his right hand, and as his mind power floated, small mind balls emerged from his fingers.

Immediately, these thought balls lined up in a row, rolling back and forth along the surface of the finger, and they were also divided into two teams, one team rolling forward and the other team rolling backward.

This is the mind ball game that Jin Zeng showed in the original work. It looks very simple, but it is very difficult to operate in practice.

Only with first-class control ability can one control many telekinesis balls to roll at the same time like Moyu, and can also make the telekinesis balls roll in opposite directions at the same time.

"It turns out they were all forced out by the 'divine word'."

Moyu looked down at the small mind ball on his fingertips, with a smile on his face.

I have to copy the divine characters countless times every day. In the process of painting, according to the difference in the structure of the strokes, the thought power poured into it can be thin or thick, long or short, thick or thin...

Over time, even a pig can have superb control.

But the premise is that you can endure this boring training mode with no end in sight.

Moyu was not sure how much time Jin spent on practicing the divine words, but it was definitely not much less, so he could have such abnormal control power.

Now, he can be said to be walking on the same path that Jin once walked. In those countless times of copying the divine characters, he unknowingly developed first-class control ability.

"The structure of ancient divine characters is a bit more complicated, but the difficulty of copying is even lower than that of modern divine characters."

Moyu waved his hand to remove many small mind balls, and instead condensed a cluster of mind power flames at the end of his index finger.

"If it is an ancient divine character, I can barely use 'qi' to directly depict the divine character...it is still far from the realm of gold."

While talking to himself, Moyu walked to a leaning wall and used the telepathy flame on his index finger to draw a line of handwriting on the wall.

A few minutes later.

A pattern that looked like a maze plan appeared on the wall.

"Rat treasure, come here."

Moyou stared intently at the divine characters just painted on the wall, and shouted louder.

Shubao was playing with the group of human statues holding their heads in the ruins. When he heard Moyu's call, he immediately arched his body, and a telepathic power appeared directly on the straight mark on his head.

Immediately afterwards, the thought power turned into green light, turning into a circular dark passage with green luster in front of Shubao.

Shubao waved his short hand towards the dozen or so human statues holding heads that were chasing after him, and then jumped into the circular passage.

next moment.

A circular channel glowing with green light appeared out of thin air in front of Moyu.

Shubao's round body rolled out of the passage.

Moyou turned his eyes and looked at Shu Bao, beckoned and said with a smile: "Come here, it's time for us to leave."

"grumble!"

When he heard that he was about to leave, Shubao's eyes lit up, and the air ball at the end of his tail turned into a beaming expression. He immediately jumped up and turned into a bead necklace in mid-air.

Moyu reached out to catch the bead necklace and put it on his neck.

"Just go."

He glanced at the large number of ancient buildings in the distance.

Mamen went out a few days ago to choose food targets, but she hasn't come back today.

Moyu did not intend to wait for Mamen to come back. He left a farewell message on the ground next to him, and then directly activated the ancient divine word just described with "Qi".

laugh--!

The divine characters on the wall emitted bright light, and then gathered into a cocoon of light to wrap around Moyu.

——

The sky was clear and the breeze was blowing, carrying a hint of winter chill.

On the edge of a shimmering lake, an old man wearing a straw hat was fishing.

Next to him stood a long and thin straw basket.

The sunlight slanted through the grass basket, casting many mottled light spots on the shadows on the side.

The straw basket was empty.

"Old man, what year is this?"

A deliberately lowered voice came from behind the old man.

The straw hat on the old man's head paused for a moment. Feeling strange, he said without looking back: "1998."

"What month is it?"

The voice asked again.

The old fishing man couldn't help but frowned and replied impatiently: "December 21st."

In order to prevent the person behind him from asking the date again, the old man directly reported an accurate date.

"Thanks."

The voice thanked her very sincerely.

The old man's brows relaxed a little.

"Eh?"

The old man's nose moved, and then he inhaled. Suddenly, an indescribable pungent smell rushed into his nasal cavity.

"?!!"

The sudden stimulation of the smell made the old man's eyes darken and his body fell backwards.

The person who asked the old man about the date was Moyu, who had just come out of the ruins.

Seeing the old man lying down, Moyou thought that the old man might have high blood pressure, so he rushed forward and supported the old man's body in time.

But as soon as he hugged the old man, he saw the old man rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Really, it doesn't matter how old you are, you still come out fishing in such a bad physical condition."

Moyu shook his head slightly.