The human brain controls hormones, and the body will respond accordingly based on what the brain senses. Lin Yuansheng sat by the pond, but he fell into the illusion of being burned by fire, causing his body to react similarly to being burned by flames. He rested for a moment and sensed his mental power. A satisfied smile appeared on Lin Yuansheng's lips. During that brief period of visualization, his mental power actually decreased instead of increased, and the total amount changed, as if his mental power had also been forged, removing impurities and retaining the essence. Although the remaining mental power reduced the total amount, it increased the strength and flexibility. "Even if I don't use attribute points to advance, I can practice visualization to increase my mental strength." How could he not be happy with such a result? Although the feeling of being forged as a blade when visualizing the flaming sword was too unbearable, it was nothing compared to the result of the improvement in mental strength. What made him even more satisfied was that his guess was confirmed.

There are many methods of visualization in this world, but none of them can truly cultivate spiritual power. On the contrary, could the Flame Sword Visualization Method that I deduced through the Wind Spirit have such power? Maybe, The difference between the two is that other visualization methods only work but do not follow the correct method. Those who visualized the gods were not on the wrong path, it was just that the gods did not establish a connection with these believers, while they could establish a real connection with the 'Flame Sword' in the visualization method through the Flame Sword in the spiritual world. “Does this mean that even if I draw this visualization method, others will not be able to use it to practice?” "Unless there is also a flaming sword in the other person's spiritual world." Lin Yuansheng thought about it. "I'll find time to test it later." He put these things behind him. After feeling his condition recovered, he closed his eyes and began to meditate again, then his face became ferocious and he entered a state of being forged. ... "Mr. Lin is practicing here. I'll take you up." At the foot of the mountain, the car stopped on the side of the road. Masaki Omori personally escorted Nakano to the mountain. It was his first time to Liangshanpo and he was not familiar with the route. Although Nakano Gong is a subhuman, he is still a teenager. He looks around here and there as if he is on a tourist outing. "who are you?" A clear and pleasant female voice appeared in the lush green forest. Nakano looked subconsciously and saw a pretty girl with bright blonde hair emerging from the woods. The girl was so beautiful that the boy blushed and his heart beat fast.

"Is it Miss Miu?" Masaki Omori said, "I am a friend of Mr. Gensei, and I came to see him according to his instructions." "Are you looking for Senior Brother Yuansheng?" Fenglinsi Meiyu muttered, and turned to lead the way: "Senior Brother Yuansheng is practicing in the back mountain, you guys follow me closely, don't walk around randomly, it's easy to get lost in this mountain." Masaki Omori and Nakano Gong walked behind the girl. Accompanied by the faint sound of water, They came to a waterfall and saw a young man sitting cross-legged under the waterfall, enduring the impact. The young man was only wearing a pair of opaque shorts, revealing his perfect body like a Greek sculpture, and let the water hit his full muscles. "Brother Yuansheng~" Furinji Miu called out in a brisk tone. The forward could feel the girl's genuine admiration in her voice, and he felt uncomfortable and inferior. Perhaps, only someone like Mr. Lin is worthy of this angel-like, beautiful and innocent girl? He thought so. Lin Yuansheng slowly opened his eyes under the waterfall and looked at the people approaching. Relying on the remaining self-esteem of a young boy, Nakano Gong looked back at the man unwilling to be outdone, but was suddenly shocked. When he looked into the man's eyes, he seemed to see a huge furnace with molten lava and molten iron flowing. Lin Yuansheng sat cross-legged in the furnace, letting the hammer strike and the molten lava flow through him. Behind him, the shadow of a flaming long sword floated. The attacker in the middle field seemed to see a raging flame coming towards him, and was so frightened that his calves went weak and he fell to the ground. But when he came to his senses again, The furnace and the flaming sword, all of them disappeared. But everyone looked at him strangely. Zhongye Gong's face turned red and he quickly stood up, feeling even more depressed - it was so embarrassing, how could he have hallucinations at this time? "Miyu, you should go back first. I have something to do with them." "Yes, senior brother." Miyu left obediently. Lin Yuansheng looked at the subhuman boy. From his reaction just now, the other party did not resist his mental erosion, even the unconscious impact when he just came out of the visualization state. But he was not careless. Nakano Gong does not have the 'Black Ghost' like other demi-humans, so he still needs to experiment whether his mental invasion can be blocked by the 'Black Ghost' of the demi-humans. “I don’t have IBM.” Nakano Gong answered honestly: "I heard Mr. Akiyama mention that not all demi-humans can possess IBM. Only demi-humans who have experienced extreme stimulation can activate their own IBM particles."

"But all subhumans are immortal. I can't think of anything more exciting than death." Nakano Gong smiled bitterly. Immortality is a gift from God to many people, but to subhumans, it is a source of pain. If given a choice, he doesn't want to become a subhuman. Lin Yuansheng thought about it. "Mr. Nakano, if I can activate your IBM particles, the prerequisite is that I leave a hint in your mind that you must never become my enemy. Can you accept this condition?" IBM is a unique ability of sub-humans, and is also a kind of creature composed of special particles. It itself is the product of intense mental stimulation of sub-humans. For Lin Yuansheng, Don't make it too easy to create mental stimulation. But he also didn't want to create enemies for himself out of thin air. If the midfielder and jungler were unwilling, then he would replace them with Ryota. Good things like improving strength should be left to his own people first. "I am willing!" Nakano answered without hesitation. "I want to become stronger and never let anyone get hurt again!" “Good awareness.” Lin Yuansheng raised his arm and placed his palm on the boy’s head. Masaki Omori watched as Nakano's eyes became dazed, and he allowed his boss to control him like a puppet, answering every question. This strange and powerful force made him both envious and fearful. ... ... Tokyo, Minato. On the opening day of the Suzuki Twin Towers, there was a bustling crowd. "It's really spectacular!" Mao Lilan exclaimed. "Tsk, these capitalists really don't do anything." Maori Kogoro adjusted his tie, looked up at the twin towers towering into the sky, and curled his lips in disdain: "They are always doing this kind of useless things." "Dad! Stop talking so much! This was built by the Sonoko family!" "Humph! I am not criticizing one or two capitalist groups, I am criticizing this sick society!" The quarrel between Maori and his daughter became louder and louder. Conan, who was walking in front, held the back of his head with his hands, his eyes half closed, and he was looking for familiar faces in the crowd.

"Conan! Conan!" In the distance, a cute little girl waved at him and ran towards him happily. That was his classmate - Ayumi Yoshida. Along with Yoshida Ayumi came the chubby Kojima Genta, the skinny and petite Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, and together with Conan, they formed the famous Young Detective Team. "Conan, go play with your friends!" Mao Lilan said gently. No, I don't want to play with kids at all... Conan twitched his mouth, but was held by Kojima Genta and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko on both sides and dragged away forcibly. The Junior Detective Team was also invited by Suzuki Sonoko. "Don't run too far~" Ran Mao Li shouted. Conan wanted to cry but had no tears. "Hehe, this time it will be our Junior Detective Team that will capture Kaito Kid!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya said proudly. "Yeah yeah!" "Mr. Kidd is so handsome. Can I ask for his autograph?" Listening to his companions' discussion, Conan felt powerless and could only follow these children. He had to keep an eye on these children to prevent them from breaking into any dangerous places and encountering danger. "ah!" The cheerful Ayumi Yoshida accidentally bumped into someone. She felt as if she had hit a hard stone. She raised her head, covering her red forehead, and wanted to apologize, but was frightened by the other party's giant bear-like figure and cold expression. "Are you OK?" Aguya Qingqiu, who was dressed in casual clothes, reached out his hand and gently helped the little girl up. The executioner, who had made a great name for himself in the death match and whose methods were so brutal and cruel that other fighters were terrified of him, forced a stiff smile in front of the little girl. "Ayumi!" Fortunately, Conan arrived at the critical moment and protected the girl behind him. Ayumi also explained that she accidentally hit someone, and the young detective, who was frightened by Akoya Kiyoaki and had his legs weakened, finally felt relieved. “That person is really scary!” Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya sighed: "I thought Dr. Agasa was already very fat, but I didn't expect him to be even fatter, like a giant bear!" "Although he looks a little fierce, he is a good person!" Ayumi said. Conan looked at Akoya Kiyoaki's back and judged from his behavior that he was on patrol and on guard. There are many plainclothes officers disguised as passers-by around the Twin Towers. It seems that the Suzuki Group has made up its mind to ensure the smooth conduct of this opening ceremony.

Chapter 110 Attack "Xiaolan!" Mao Lilan, who was walking in the crowd with her father, finally heard the call of her good friend. She waved quickly in response.