Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chakoluo’s communication did not elaborate on the content.

But Song Shi guessed that there were only two things, seizing the textile loom, and...

——Psionic Skill·[Emperor's Liquid].

The essence of the moon contains the emperor's fluid, which is shaped like countless olives and thousands of golden threads, running through it and hanging down to the world.

Psychic skills born from images such as "Moonlight" and "Taiyin" have many magical uses. In the Eastern Continent where it originated, there were even ancient times where plants and trees could become monsters by receiving their essence, and foxes and ghosts could display magical powers after eating them. legend.

Song Shi likes the effect of this psychic skill for three reasons.

First, the Imperial Ooze has a very powerful healing effect. Every time I was injured, I had to consume fire to harden my head. In the increasingly intense battle, this treatment method was too inefficient.

Moreover, fire is not specifically used to heal injuries. Its therapeutic effect is limited and is more akin to a stimulant, temporarily concealing the extent of the injury.

Secondly, the Emperor's Ouyang can also enhance the holder's spiritual energy reserve to a certain extent. Thousands of moonlights are disturbing, and as long as the sun is still on one day, there will be no end. Psychic reserves are indeed only one of many factors that determine victory or defeat, but it also depends on who uses them.

The third most critical point.

Song Shixin said.

You need to borrow the image of the lunar moonlight from [Emperor's Liquid Serum] to build your own cycle and put together the second piece of the puzzle on the road to "completeness".

[Heavenly Sun], [Bad Tribulation], [Embers], [Scorched Earth].

In the first three circles of psychic skills, except for a few such as [Suishi], what he pursues are all the most powerful ones, the most powerful ones, the most powerful ones. Now, I have to go back and make corrections.

It’s not that I’m planning to follow the path of “Yin and Yang complement each other, and all things come into being”.

Pure steel with no other substances is not as strong as steel mixed with carbon elements in terms of strength and hardness. Sprinkling a little ice water on a raging fire will make it burn more vigorously.

——I want to use the ray of Taiyin in [Emperor's Liquid Serum] to mix with the overall Yang Fire, thereby stimulating the latter to burst out with even more intense killing power!

"His weather is really hot."

Song Shi walked out of the room. The white sun was shining brightly, making people look around. The air was shaking, and the sky and the earth seemed to be filled with white ocean.

For a fourth-level psychic, this did not cause any discomfort, but Song Shi followed the local customs and changed into a floral-printed shirt and trousers.

The spreading air lifted a corner of his shirt, and Song Shi turned his head. Shadows covered the hotel's open-air platform, and a shuttle with the Denlan logo slowly descended. The cabin door slowly opened with a creak, and the refreshing air suddenly rushed straight to the front door.

"It's developed." Song Shi got on the shuttle and said, "You dared to open it before, and Fubo Energy dared to shoot it down with one shot."

"Ah, you, you are joking." The driver held the control ball in both hands and seemed a little excited. He turned his neck 180 degrees and his prosthetic eyes flashed: "It's you and the others. The sacrifices made by our compatriots, without you, we wouldn’t be here today.”

"Why don't you turn your neck back first?" Song Shi couldn't help coughing: "Well, how about we continue driving the shuttle first?"

"Ah, don't worry about that. I also have an eye implant in the back of my head."

Twenty-five minutes later, the shuttle landed at a base that was not displayed on the electronic map.

There were already people waiting below, and they quickly stepped forward to lead the way.

Song Shi glanced at it and saw that there were armed men everywhere, and the color of the firearms was no less bright than the sunlight. Then he immediately started to sense, but the effect was not great. A more powerful invisible force quietly enveloped the base.

This power doesn't do anything deliberately, it just exists here, and it brings inevitable effects.

That's Chachoro Vaughn's psychic power.

"This is the fifth ring."

Song Shi stopped and stared for a moment before continuing to keep up with the receptionist.

Then down.

Amidst the friction of the steel cables and winches, high silver-gray steel walls covered all four directions and rose from the ground, like the bottom of an endless abyss - to be more precise, Song Shi was at the bottom of the abyss.

They were standing on a mechanical elevator that was rapidly descending.

"This is our newly built military base." The receptionist was a calm middle-aged man. He took the initiative to introduce: "Well, but its main function is not military defense. It is positioned more like our training base."

"Our current main tactical policy is special operations. Many new members will receive armed training here, including but not limited to firearms use, tactical cooperation, prosthetic body disassembly, technical identification and other subjects. Well, there are potential seeds in various branches , will also go here to receive intensive training.”

"You guys attach great importance to this place." Song Shi nodded in a certain direction: "A fourth-level psychic is here permanently."

As far as I know, the Enlightened One currently has no more than eight fourth-circle psykers. The corporate alliance is large enough, and the Enlightened Ones who are at a disadvantage can never have too much fighting power. In this case, they still stationed one of them here.

"We believe it's worth it." The receptionist looked inwardly and said solemnly: "A steady stream of fresh blood will flow out from here."

"So inspiring."

Song Shi applauded.

Boom, the elevator stopped.

A few minutes later, Song Shi saw Chakoluo sitting on the ammunition box.

"I'm still looking for Ogden's invitation. It will take a while if you want to see him."

Cha Keluo stared at the glass tube in his hand. The vacuum inside the tube seemed to be a solid silver-yellow cloud, which moved with the rotation of the glass tube.

"The [Emperor's Flowing Slurry] you wanted." The next moment, he threw it to the young man.

"You are so generous without even asking?"

Song Shi glanced at it and calmly put it in his pocket.

"I envy you a little bit." Chakoro chuckled: "You can still move forward on the established path. There are precedents to follow. Just follow the steps step by step."

"Oh?"

"You will get there one day."

Chakoro picked up a bullet under him, and the brass shell reflected the pale light of the industrial chandelier: "When we reach the fifth ring, the road has opened its arms to us, almost giving us everything we want, but for us, there are very few things that can be used directly at this time. Most of them are just for reference."

"But who can say for sure about the future? Maybe after a few thousand years, our accumulation can also be brought to the fifth ring of future generations, so that they can have a clear and bright road like the current low ring."

Chakoro gently threw the bullet, flicked his index finger, and a big hole appeared in the cement wall dozens of meters away. Through the cross section, the steel bars worn flat inside could be seen, and then there was a belated huge sound.

Then, everything turned upside down.

Everything was as it was before.

Cha Keluo clapped his hands and jumped down from the ammunition box.

"Want to be the boss of a company, Song Shi?"