I am the only one who can do it: I think I am really going to become an immortal

Thinking.

Chen Yun took advantage of the fact that the gyroscope on the ground had not stopped spinning.

He activated his ability towards another sleeping serious criminal that he could sense.

This time he wanted to find out whether all the experiences of the spirit body in the dream would have any feedback on reality.

After some experiments.

Chen Yun can basically be sure that all the influences he experiences in his dreams will basically not affect reality.

Unless too many spiritual bodies die and their mental energy is consumed too much and they collapse, nothing will happen.

Only the destruction of the spiritual body and the consumption of mental energy caused by death will be fed back truthfully.

Dying once or twice is okay.

It will take a long time for the mental strength to recover under the nourishment of the physical body.

But the number of deaths is just one.

The speed at which ordinary people's mental strength recovers cannot keep up, and their real self will die directly from mental exhaustion.

The excitement, pain and other emotions experienced by the spiritual body in the dream will only remain for a short while after leaving the dream, and then disappear quickly.

Of course, if Chen Yun awakens the hazy consciousness in the dream, some related memories of the dream experience will still be retained.

There is no need to elaborate on the indirect effects of these memories.

Finish these experiments.

Chen Yun nodded with satisfaction.

Chapter 224: Entering a dream from a very long distance: Fog Meeting!

Leave the vicinity of the prison.

With a little excitement, Chen Yun headed towards Zhengjia Village.

The dream experiment in the morning was very interesting and gave Chen Yun a different experience.

The feeling of being omnipotent in a dream is something I have never experienced before.

The dream itself is a world constructed by spiritual power that exists at an unknown level, or I don’t know whether I should use the word “world” to describe it.

After all, the world setting itself is very rich and complex.

It not only includes the physical space and time series that we are familiar with, but also contains profound cultural heritage, intricate social structure, and subtle and delicate emotional interweaving.

From the macroscopic universe stars and natural laws to the microscopic particle movement and the mysteries of life, each layer displays different laws and miracles.

But in short.

Even if dreams cannot be called a world, it is still a strange space located somewhere unknown and with rules that are very different from those of reality.

Mental strength is the dominant force in that world and is the essence of omnipotence.

With enough spiritual power infused.

You can rewrite the rules of dreams at will and create all kinds of dreams as you please.

Chen Yun, whose mental power is much stronger than hundreds or thousands of ordinary people, becomes the absolute master of the dream after entering the dream.

Can easily manipulate and rewrite other people's dreams.

It was a godly feeling.

The world changes with one's mind, which is an experience Chen Yun has never had in reality.

He is just a reckless man with a physical strength of 100 tons and only a hot vision.

This exaggerated ability to change the world at will is simply the realm of gods.

It has nothing to do with this muscular man.

But through dreams, Chen Yun realized it.

Thinking about this, Chen Yun quickly returned to the small fishing village in the afternoon.

The place is immersed in a peaceful and vivid picture. The sun hangs in the middle of the blue sky, and the golden sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, sprinkling on the winding stone road, as if the whole world is coated with a thin layer of golden gauze.

Near the village, rows of fishing boats are quietly moored in the harbor. The colorful hulls look particularly bright in the sun. Fishermen sit or stand on the bows mending their nets. Occasional conversations and laughter drift in the wind, filled with the flavor of life.

The sun shone on the bluestone road in Zhengjia Village, giving it a warm glow. The sea breeze, with a salty and humid scent, gently brushed past Chen Yun who was on his way home.

Everything is still fine.

Only Chen Yun was somewhat excited because of the ninth evolution he had just undergone.

His heart was filled with desire and excitement to explore dreams, as if he had held the key to a new world.

Walking into the village, everything familiar made him feel peaceful, but the sense of power awakened in his heart by the dream experiment lingered for a long time.

The villagers were either busy repairing fishing nets or sitting outside their doors chatting and laughing; their lives were simple and real, in stark contrast to the omnipotence that Chen Yun experienced in his dream.

Return to Zheng Yuliang’s yard.

The first thing that catches your eye is a turquoise pond with clear water and a few water lilies floating leisurely.

The most eye-catching thing is the Arapaima swimming leisurely.

Its huge body swayed slowly in the water, and its silver scales sparkled brightly in the sun.

In a corner of the yard, the silly dog ​​Bai Jin with shiny fur was running happily, sometimes chasing his tail, sometimes exploring every corner excitedly. Its cheerful figure added a bit of liveliness and vitality to the quiet yard.

In an inconspicuous corner of the yard, a smoothly polished wooden stick lay quietly.

Next to it is a small pile of carefully carved wooden flying swords. Although each sword is only the size of a finger, they are of different shapes and have sharp blades, revealing the craftsman's ingenuity and ultimate pursuit of details.

The surface of the wooden bench next to it was also shiny and oily, obviously it had just been made.

Sit down on the bench.

Chen Yun began to think about how to transform the experiences in dreams into growth in reality.

Although it is impossible to rewrite the rules in reality as arbitrarily as in dreams, the impact of this ability can be very useful.

If the distance limit for entering dreams is broken, it would be very interesting to be able to enter the dreams of people thousands of miles away at any time.

For now.

The condition for activating the ability to enter dreams is mental touch.

But Chen Yun's mental power not only covers the area within 500 meters, he also has a powerful ability of consciousness leaving his body!

Relying on the consciousness to leave the body.

He can reach others with his mental power at a distance far away from the ends of the earth!

If you dream in this situation.

In a sense.

This seems to be a kind of video conference?

Isn't it just a waste of talent to kill people in dreams?

Thinking.

With a hint of curiosity, Chen Yun used his ability to leave his body and went directly to the life and death talisman in the body of Aba Lerna on Luzon Island in the Philippines.

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At this moment, it was not yet dark in Luzon Island.

In the afternoon, the sunlight lazily filtered through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled onto Abba Lerner's large desk, adding a touch of warmth to the originally cold and hard casino office.

He did not sit on the swivel chair that symbolized power, but chose to lie on the sofa in the corner of the office with his eyes closed.

It seems that he is taking a nap, but in fact he has a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He is very busy these days.

Ever since he was accepted as a younger brother by the great Lord Bai Shi, he has been working diligently according to Lord Bai Shi's requirements.

Because Lord Shiraishi doesn't like him doing things like pornography, gambling, and drugs.

Aba Lerner has been trying to cut down on the businesses under his control these days. He gave resettlement money to many people involved in illegal activities and then dismissed them all.

This is by no means an easy task for Abba Lerner, and a lot of work needs to be done to completely change the underground kingdom that has been formed for a long time.

Every day his office is piled with documents and reports, recording the transformation or closure of once-thriving illegal businesses.

Just now, Abba Lerner was sitting at the large desk, holding a cup of long-cooled coffee, his eyes fixed on the latest financial statements.

In order to respond to Mr. Shiraishi's request, he must personally supervise every link to ensure that the flow of funds during the transformation process is transparent and legal.

The first thing he started with was the casino. Once a center for illegal gambling, it is gradually transforming into a comprehensive resort that integrates entertainment and dining. Abba Lerner hired a professional team of consultants to renovate and upgrade the original facilities, introduce more family-friendly entertainment projects, and strictly abide by local gambling regulations, retaining only limited compliant gambling areas, and strengthening protection measures for minors.

In addition, its nightclubs and bars have often been linked to drug trafficking and underground money laundering in the past.

Abba Lerner resolutely cleaned up the house, fired all employees involved in illegal activities, and retrained the remaining employees, emphasizing the importance of legal operations. He also cooperated with internationally renowned wine merchants to transform the nightclub into a high-end wine tasting club to attract a legal high-end customer base.

During this process, Abba Lerner encountered a lot of resistance, including threats from former partners and internal misunderstandings.

This is a very complicated process.

There is no doubt that it is cutting meat.

In the past, his empire was built in the gray area, and he was adept at navigating the underground world with flexible tactics and secretive transactions. But now, he has to dismantle these networks that have been built for many years.

Every cut was like pulling out thorns from one's flesh and blood.

If Lord Bai Shi had not subdued the local tyrants in four other cities and had other teammates to work with, he would have been eaten up by others long ago because his power and resources had been shrinking due to his own cutting of his arms.

And in this process.

Abba Lerner is also constantly integrating other resources under his control.

Because Lord Shiraishi not only instructed them not to do anything excessively illegal, but also instructed them to send a metal ball into space.

In order to do this.

Recently they have worked together to use their connections to try to get the government to add a new satellite launch plan.

Abba Lerner and four local bosses from other cities are good at different fields. Some have deep backgrounds in the technology industry, some have extensive connections in politics, and some have a pivotal position in finance and media.

In terms of public relations, they used media resources to publicize the scientific significance and social value of the plan to the public, create a positive image, and win public support.

As for communication with the government, they adopted a step-by-step strategy. Some team members actively contacted the Ministry of Education, the Ministry of Science and Technology and other relevant departments, emphasizing the importance of this plan in enhancing the country's scientific and technological innovation capabilities and promoting popular science education.

Another group of members establish connections with decision-makers through private channels to gain policy support and actual support.

In short, we are all working hard.

So Abba Lerner is really tired these days.

The quietness of the afternoon gave him a rare space for thinking, and related questions kept circling in his mind: Next, which channels should be used and which key officials should be contacted to ensure that the plan to increase satellite launch projects runs smoothly and even expands further?

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, and each tap seemed to outline an intricate network of personal connections in his mind.

Aba Lerner frowned slightly, and the names of several officials flashed through his mind. They were either key figures in educational institutions, or powerful people who could influence the direction of policy, or experts in the military staff group...

He analyzed the personality traits, interest tendencies, and recent public statements and private dynamics of these officials one by one, trying to find the most appropriate entry point.

Do you invite them to a charity dinner? Or do you establish connections more covertly through middlemen? Or do you hold some small private gatherings?

Each strategy has its pros and cons, which he needs to weigh carefully.

Thinking so deeply, Abba Lerner's thoughts rose and fell like the tide, and every thought was like a wave hitting the shore of his heart, which was both energetic and exhausting.

In such concentration and planning, he did not notice the quiet passage of time, nor did he pay attention to the subtle warnings from his body.

Until an irresistible tiredness came quietly like a mist, gently but firmly enveloping his consciousness.

Afternoon sunshine.

It was supposed to be a vibrant gold.

But at this moment, it seems to be cast under the spell of time, becoming soft and lazy.

The light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, scattering on his face in patches, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and tranquility.

This warm glow, coupled with the gradually quiet atmosphere in the office, seemed to add a dose of hypnosis to the air, filling the entire space with a drowsy atmosphere.