Returning from the 900th floor

Chapter 117 The Pain of Being Empty of Mental Energy

The head of the Magician Association is an old man named Marchance.

He was very happy to learn that Wang Wen and others wanted to use the teleportation array to go to the front line.

It is clearly quoted that a total of three magic crystals are required to teleport within ten people.

People here are very honest.

I honestly told you that two magic crystals were used for starting energy, and the other one was for handling fees.

Seeing that the old man's beard and hair were white and trembling, as if his end was approaching, Wang Wen was embarrassed to bargain with him.

Ask those people in the hall what they are doing and why they are "exerting energy" around the stone pillars.

Marchance explained that they were practicing spiritual power.

That stone pillar was made by the mainland's top magician and could absorb a person's mental energy within a few seconds without harming them.

The longer a person persists after being sucked out, the higher the total amount of mental power will be after recovery.

For a magician, the higher the mental power, the faster and more powerful the magic can be released.

Therefore, practicing like this every day is a daily compulsory course for the magicians in the association.

Upon hearing this, Wang Wen suddenly became interested.

Quickly confirm whether this training method will have any side effects.

The old man gave him a strange look and said that all magicians in the continent were trained in this way, and he had not heard of any side effects in many years.

Except for some minor problems such as dizziness, nausea, and retching that will inevitably occur after the mental energy is exhausted, it will not cause any harm to the body.

Wang Wen was overjoyed.

If what this person said is true, then this way of improvement is much more comfortable than the time-limited secret room!

He asked the old man sincerely again: "Excuse me, can we try that stone pillar? Will we die if we continue to persist after the mental power is exhausted?"

"Pfft!"

Before the old man could speak, a tall female magician with a pretty face who looked a bit like a mixed race standing next to him burst out laughing.

She looked at Mo Ran and others who were curiously watching the stone pillar on the other side, turned to Wang Wei and said: "I advise you to put away your boring curiosity. This is not a game, it is a training method for professional magicians. After the mental power is sucked out, It’s not like death, but there will be huge pain. The feeling of life being worse than death will probably leave a lifelong shadow for ordinary people if they experience it once!”

Wang Min likes to listen to the key points when listening to people.

He heard the words "won't die" from the other party's words, and got the answer.

He cheerfully said to the female magician: "Okay, thank you."

The female magician looked stunned.

After Wang Min thanked her, she continued to look at Marchance and asked, "Can I try it out now? It won't disturb other people, right?"

A fearless attitude.

Marchance is very kind.

Kindly said that there are no restrictions on the use of this stone pillar, and anyone who is interested can try it.

The female magician on the side frowned displeasedly when she saw that her well-intentioned advice was not taken seriously. She snorted and crossed her arms, determined to watch the show.

After receiving the permission, Wang Wen happily walked to the stone pillar, rolled up her sleeves and put her hands on it.

The people around him only saw his hands clasped together, and his whole person seemed to be frozen, standing there motionless, his expression not changing for a long time.

If he hadn't blinked occasionally, he would have almost thought that he was illuminated by the stabilizing bead.

Marshans next to him looked at Wang Min with a smile.

At first it was an encouraging look.

After more than ten seconds, I started to wonder.

Half a minute passed, and the people around the stone pillar had changed several times, but Wang Min was still "exerting power" against the stone pillar.

The female magician's expression changed from disdain to dullness.

Marshans thought there was something wrong with the stone pillar that Wang Wei touched, so he walked over and gently tapped the stone pillar next to Wang Wei's palm with his finger.

He was instantly sucked in like an electric shock and rolled his eyes.

He quickly stepped away and asked Wang Wen in confusion: "Are you okay?"

So everyone saw that Wang Wei finally moved. He nodded slowly and replied: "Okay, okay."

Marchance became more curious and asked him: "Are you still persisting? Haven't you exhausted your mental power?"

Wang Min nodded slowly: "It's empty."

"..." Marchance said anxiously, "Aren't you disgusted? Aren't you in pain?"

Wang Min nodded slowly: "Alright, okay."

In the process of speaking, time flew by for another ten seconds.

Marchance and all the magicians around him were shocked when they saw this scene.

No one can last so long on the stone! !

Not even the top magician in mainland China who made this sacred stone can do it himself!

The longest person in history only lasted 12 seconds!

It is said that the person who set the record fell into coma after 12 seconds due to suffering too much pain.

Ordinary people can only have 3 seconds at most.

Powerful magicians who have been trained for a long time basically only need between 6 and 10 seconds.

Most people in the Magicians Association like Marchans can only hold on for 5 seconds.

When he is in good condition, he can barely play for 7 seconds.

But he is very old.

His physical condition was deteriorating.

The greatest hope in my lifetime is to see a young man break his own record on the Absorbing Stone.

To be proud of this association.

Tell the world that his association can also cultivate very powerful great magicians.

It's a pity that this wish has not been fulfilled for many years.

Gradually Marchance gave up.

No more unrealistic expectations.

Every day I quietly watched the magicians in the association holding the stone pillar for three to five seconds before retreating in pain.

The heart is like still water.

But now, what is the situation in front of us?

The outsider has been holding the stone pillar for almost a minute! !

The key is that he is not a magician yet!

For the first time, Marchance felt that he was indeed old, so old that he could no longer understand the changes in the world.

The female magician next to her had a constipated expression on her face.

She felt there must be something wrong with this!

It may be that the other party has not undergone effective training and has too low mental strength to attract the attention of the magic stone.

right! That must be it!

The guy's expression didn't look like he was in any pain at all.

It must be that the absorbing stone didn't work on him, so he could keep standing there.

It looked scary, but nothing actually happened.

"Pretending!"

The female magician excitedly hammered her right palm with her left hand, feeling proud of her wisdom.

As a result, she had only been proud for two seconds when she was horrified to see Wang Wen next to the stone pillar starting to have a nosebleed!

A magician who backed away from the stone pillar walked to Marchance. He first glanced at the female magician with her mouth open in a daze, then pointed at the stone pillar and stammered: "President, what's wrong with this person? What is he doing?" ?Are you practicing spiritual power?"

No wonder he would ask such a question.

Wang Min's appearance at this moment does not look like he is enduring pain to cultivate his spiritual power, but more like falling in love with the magic stone.

Hold on and don't let go.

Marchance stiffly twisted his neck and looked around.

All the magicians present looked as if they had seen a ghost made of shit.

Their mood has gone beyond the categories of "surprise" and "accident".

It’s so complicated that I don’t even know how to express it in words.

All three perspectives are simply crumbling.

Just like when ordinary people eat, they usually eat one bowl.

If you have a good appetite, it’s good to eat an extra bowl.

Then there was a big eater who showed off that he ate five or six bowls or ten bowls in one go, and everyone was amazed and said, wow, it’s amazing, it’s so delicious.

But suddenly someone ate a whole pot in front of me?

No, according to the ratio, it has to be eaten in a bucket, a large drum with a capacity of hundreds of liters. Others use it to take a bath, but this person uses it to hold rice and eat it!

I can’t stop eating no matter what!

what is this? Even if you eat and poop at the same time, you can’t keep up the speed!

It's not about eating but magic, right?

You've crossed the line, brother!

It completely exceeds the definition of "powerful or not" and is simply terrifying!

I saw that one or two people in this magician's association were about to commit suicide.

Mo Ran couldn't bear it.

I walked to the stone pillar and tried to touch it.

After shaking for a while, he stepped aside, shook his head and rubbed his temples, and said seriously to Marchance and the female magician who were watching over, "Why don't you guys go and get busy? If this stone is If there is only this level of pain..."

Turning his head to look at Wang Wen, who had a nosebleed but his eyes were bright and seemed to be having fun all the time, Mo Ran continued speechlessly: "He can play until he is hungry."

Thank you [Xiangxin丶][Yunmu Wuge][ENXl][Unfinished and to be continued] for the reward!