Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"...You can read more news, watch less dramas, possess me? You can think of it!"

The door opened, and Wang Xuebin slid Li Mengyuan's neck with one hand and sent her out the door.

"...I'll find someone to take pictures of the paintings later. You can start contacting various banks..."

‘Bang!’

The door was locked, and Li Mengyuan, who was in a mess, looked angry. She turned around and raised her hand to smash the door with force.

‘Squeak~’

Before she could do anything, the door opened again, and a pair of small red leather shoes were thrown in front of her. Before she could open her mouth and say something, the door closed again with a "bang".

"……you……"

Outside the apartment, Li Mengyuan's chest kept rising and falling, her face turned red. I don't know if it was anger or just angry.

He glared at the door fiercely, his teeth clenched, and his little nose opened and closed, looking cute and interesting.

After a moment, her eyes turned and she showed a smile that seemed to be a fox stole a chicken.

He reached out and took out his cell phone from his small handbag, found a number, turned around and walked out while dialing a phone number.

“…Du~Du~Hi?”

"...Hey~ Auntie, I am Yuanyuan, do you still remember me?"

"...Hey, remember, Yuanyuan, what's wrong? Is it because Binbin is willful and erratic, or is he bullying you again?

Just tell your aunt, you will deal with him and make the decision for you!"

"No, no..."

In the elevator, Li Mengyuan's face turned redder, but this time, she was more beautiful than the one she had just now.

"...Auntie is like this. For more than a week, I called him and sent messages every day, but I never received a reply. I came to my house to look for him because I was worried, but I found that his face looked particularly ugly..."

As he spoke, Li Mengyuan's face became solemn.

After Li Mengyuan finished speaking, a depressing silence came from the phone. It took me a long time before a low answer came from the receiver: "...I understand!"

After hearing these four words, Li Mengyuan was ashamed of a general amnesty and quickly agreed to it. She looked around like a thief, shrank her neck, stepped on her short legs, and ran to the distance.

In the apartment, Wang Xuebin, who was sitting silently on the sofa in a daze, felt a sense of malice inexplicably. He raised his head and searched around for a while. He could not find the source of malice. He could only shake his head and sigh and walk towards the bedroom.

On the bed, Wang Xuebin rested his head on his overlapping hands, his eyes staring at the ceiling, and after a long time, he asked softly:

“…In other words, I still have the potential to develop 30% of my brain and a physical fitness that is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary people.

However, I have accumulated nearly a hundred energy and mana, and all of them have been eliminated, right?"

"...That's right, but please don't be discouraged. All this is only temporary. With your talent and realm, you can recover and surpass your heyday in a maximum of about fifty years.

Compared to death, this price is not an unacceptable result, isn’t it?”

Listening to the systematic words, Wang Xuebin closed his eyes gently, crossed his legs, and swayed leisurely.

"...Haha...disheartened? I have never been discouraged for a moment!

But what about you, the system? Is there no way to use my subconscious mind to spy on my inner emotions or thoughts?"

"...Host, the system must be solemnly famous. The system uses the host's subconscious to publish tasks. The purpose is always to better serve and host. It is not appropriate to peek into this term!

Secondly, the host's happiness is the system's unremitting pursuit!

Even if the host submits a common item that cannot be more common as the task goal, as long as the host is satisfied, the system will also open higher-level permissions to the host.

Nowadays, the host's brain potential has been developed to 30%, completely controlling its own subconscious mind and having the ability to control everything, including the system.

Now that the host has the ability to identify what happiness is, it naturally does not need the system to help the host make a choice.

With the improvement of capabilities, the host's dependence on the system will be further reduced.

One day, the host can completely get rid of the existence of the system and independently do everything the host wants to do...

The system is also looking forward to the arrival of this day..."

“Um…”

Listening to the reputation of the system, Wang Xuebin did not express anything. He neither believed or did not believe it nor showed any emotion. He just lay quietly on the bed, thinking about his own affairs.

"…Subconsciousness… can control everything about oneself if one controls the subconsciousness…”

Wang Xuebin thought, silently closed his eyes, calmed down, and wanted to try to use his thinking to leverage the unimaginable conscious power hidden in his body.

Suddenly, Wang Xuebin, who was crossing his legs and lying on the bed, turned pale, and his forehead suddenly became cold sweat. He turned his body sideways, and his whole body twitched like a prawn, and his body kept twitching.

"...By the way, please do not blindly use the power of the subconscious. The lack of energy in the host body is not enough to support the consumption of the subconscious.

Once used, the body's metabolism will be immediately disrupted, affecting the health of the host's body..."

"...Ah, damn it... why didn't you say it earlier..."

"...I'm sorry, the system is not 'spying' the host's subconscious, so it cannot judge the host's thoughts. Only when the host takes action can the system check for omissions...

To be honest, the system did not expect the host to do such a dull thing. Death in the film and television world will not affect IQ…”

"…hiss…you did it on purpose…”

After a long time, after a short while of convulsions, Wang Xuebin hurriedly held the bed and walked towards the kitchen and dining room.

On the dining table, high-calorie and high-nutrition meals are neatly arranged in plum blossom shapes without any mess.

Wang Xuebin took out a pair of chopsticks, carefully aligned them, and then slowly started to eat. Each bite was chewed very delicately, as if he couldn't bear to swallow it.

"...By the way, when it comes to subconsciousness, has He Lan's previous performance also been affected by the subconscious? Logically speaking, her emotions shouldn't be so excited..."

"...The host guessed correctly. The information torrent released by the host is not only impacting the host's artificial intelligence, but also other people present are also affected by uneven impacts.

Because the three monsters, Zhu Bajie, Huangmei and Bull Demon King, have the same cultivation level, only information related to the gods can break through their defense and influence them.

The host's artificial intelligence is different from He Lan in the previous world. Their minds are completely unpredictable to the host, so they are affected by information to the greatest extent.

Especially if your emotional consciousness after screening is accepted completely by them, this will give birth to an artificial intelligence that overcomes obstacles and breaks through the limits and a host-like creature that is influenced by the subconscious and is determined to the host!"

"...Where is Xiao Chuchu? Why doesn't she seem to have changed?"

At the dining table, Wang Xuebin ignored the name of system-like host organisms, raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised a new question again.

But what he didn't expect was that the sound of the system that had not changed for thousands of years suddenly roared. Although it was very subtle, it still couldn't escape Wang Xuebin's ears.

“…Serving the host is the mission of the system, but answering the host’s questions is the host’s intelligent assistant.

Don’t ask too many questions to the system, as it affects the system’s performance of the responsibilities of serving the host. The host’s intelligent assistant will be restored to use in five systems in the future. Please wait patiently!”

Hearing the systematic words, Wang Xuebin frowned instantly, and he couldn't help but pause his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

"Impact the system to perform its duties as a service host? Do you... have more than one host in the system?"

As soon as Wang Xuebin finished speaking, the system suddenly felt silence. Wang Xuebin, who was by the dining table, put down the chopsticks in his hand and waited quietly, waiting for the system's answer.

"...The dimensions of the world not only have width, breadth and depth, but also have a mysterious scale called time...

This is not a place where the host can get involved today. Please patiently practice..."

"...time?"

He leaned back and held his hands in front of his chest.

“…In the long time scale, have more than one ‘me’, right?”

"...The system can only tell the host that the host is the first..."