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Chapter 295 Japanese Standard

One month later, it was still the Ulubian continent, and it was still Wuzhuangguan Castle.

In the magnificent master bedroom, Jing Yang opened his eyes from practice.

People with abundant thoughts are extremely energetic. Jing Yang can’t remember the last time he had a serious eight hours of sleep and a healthy routine. He often meditates and “trains Qi” all night without feeling tired.

If necessary, he can close his eyes and enter deep sleep instantly. After an hour, he will be exhausted and full of energy.

One month later, he finally refined the last ray of death energy left in the panel and transformed it into the purest mental power, further expanding the total amount of energy to the full 20,000 energy at the moment.

The reason why it took a month to digest the remaining dead energy, which was not much, was naturally because Jing Yang's main focus during this period was on developing new telekinesis abilities.

The rose-gold pentagram mark on the back of his neck has already undergone new changes at this time. With the five corners as the vertices, a fiery red circle is drawn, with a continuous curve like tongues of fire on the outer contour.

Japanese mark. Lieyang mark. Third mark.

In addition to the star mark and the moon mark, Jing Yang's operating system finally completed the last mark ability.

After washing up, Jing Yang left the bedroom and met the castle guards standing guard in the corridor. He asked casually and went to look for Xiaodi.

In the backyard of the castle, there is an open space next to the cliff behind. Several flowerbeds surround a large tree of a species that Jing Yang doesn't quite recognize, with lush branches and leaves standing on the edge of the cliff.

The cry of rock sparrows could be heard among the leaves. Under the tree lay a pale tiger, with a girl with short black hair and glasses lying on top of the tiger.

Xiaodi is reading a book under the tree.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jing Yang carried the breakfast he brought from the kitchen.

Xiaodi sat up, put the book on her lap, and said, "I can eat more."

Jing Yang smiled and said, "Then eat some more with me."

He sat down, spread out the blanket, shared breakfast, and leaned against Wu Er with Xiaodi, listening to the chirping of rock birds in the trees above their heads, looking at the endless wilderness scenery surrounding the castle in the distance, and suddenly stretched out his palm towards the open space aside.

"Kurapika."

As the words fell, the flaming red sun mark surrounding the original star mark on the back of Jing Yang's neck heated up slightly, so he sprayed out about two to three hundred breaths of thoughts from his palms, sketched out a human figure, landed on the ground, and quickly transformed into Kurapika's appearance. .

Kurapika quickly moved his eyes and became animated, looking at Jing Yang and Xiao Di who were having breakfast under the tree.

"How is it?" Jing Yang asked, taking a bite of food.

Kurapika said: "The feeling is more real, as if there is an extra body, but other senses except sight and hearing are still a bit slow..."

"Can you use your own abilities?"

"How can a fake body created by 'channelling' with just such a small amount of energy be enough for me to manifest any book?" Kurapika sighed, "But I can feel that as long as I have enough energy, even if I control the psychic Even with the fake body, I can still freely use my original telekinesis ability."

As he spoke, the eyes of his "psychic fake body" were dyed fiery red, and the power of nearly a thousand qi burst out from his body that originally only had two to three hundred qi.

In the flaming eye state, Kurapika's energy of thought increased exponentially.

"As for that?" Jing Yang was speechless.

"No, you misunderstood." Kurapika glanced away and didn't know where to look. "It's from my side. A few disgusting scum quietly followed."

Xiaodi wondered: "What kind of scum?"

Kurapika said: "Human traffickers..."

Are you being spotted because you are too handsome? Boys should protect themselves when walking alone in big cities!

Jing Yang shook his head. After all, Kurapika is also proficient in telekinesis and has been involved in the world for a year or two. The only possibility of being targeted by human traffickers is that he was targeted deliberately and punished the other party.

That's right, Kurapika is not at Wuzhuang Temple at this moment.

A few days ago, he carved a date mark on his palm and went alone to the nearest city 300 kilometers away. Firstly, he tested the effect of the date mark, and secondly, he also helped Jing Yang customize some gadgets.

"Should the things Jingyang asked for be ready?" Xiaodi asked.

Kurapika's psychic avatar hung up for a moment, then came back to life and replied, "Well, I'm about to go for acceptance."

In the city streets 300 kilometers away, Kurapika broke off the arms of several malicious traffickers who were following him and stuffed them into trash cans. He controlled the remote psychic avatar to communicate with Jing Yang Xiaodi while he continued. After walking and twisting and turning, we soon arrived at a wooden craft gift shop.

Kurapika pushed open the door, reported for an appointment, and quickly received the completed customized carpentry gift - he opened one of the gift boxes at random, revealing the contents stored in the foam pile.

A gourd the size of a palm.

The small gourd is carved from special wood and coated with a layer of jade-like coating. The inside is completely hollowed out, so it is extremely light in weight. The opening of the small gourd is only about the size of a finger, but no gaps can be seen around the gourd. It seems as if a special tool was inserted through the small opening and the small gourd was hollowed out bit by bit.

The most peculiar thing is the relief-like pattern on the surface of this palm-sized gourd.

Two pink and jade-carved babies, one facing forward and one reverse, one crying and one laughing, are carved on the front and back of the small gourd.

The spherical surface below the small gourd carves the bodies of two babies as if they are meditating. The spherical surface above is their faces. The one on the front is grinning happily, and the one on the back is curled up and crying. The same thing is that they both have their hands clasped together, as if they are greeting someone.

Not to mention the weird-looking store owner, even Kurapika felt that the small gourd with this pattern looked like something evil. He didn’t know what kind of style Jing Yang was into. Even if he customized the gourd, he had to put the gourd. It looks like it was hollowed out from a living conjoined twin.

Kurapika ordered 20 similar small gourds in one go. After paying the final fee, he carried them out in bundles. He found a corner where no one was paying attention, calmed down, and controlled the psychic avatar in the distance. Zhikou said: "Okay, let's get started."

In Wuzhuang Temple, in front of the fruit trees in the backyard, Jing Yang nodded, stretched out his hand towards the real and illusory Kurapika psychic fake, and a steady stream of Qi poured out of his palm, frantically injecting it into Kurapika's psychic fake. In the body.

5,000 Qi!

10,000 angry!

20,000 Qi!

30,000 Qi!

…

The tongue of fire around the star mark on the back of Jing Yang's neck became even hotter. After taking out an entire amount of more than 30,000 words that was completely equal to Kurapika's body, Kurapika's body remained in place outside the woodworking gift shop 300 kilometers away. It turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared on the spot.

In contrast, the psychic prosthesis in front of Jingyang and Xiaodi quickly changed from virtual to real, turning into the real Kurapika - even the 10 gift boxes he carried in each hand. They were all brought back together.