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

Music is in the air.

That was the tune played by Chen Yun using his telekinesis to vibrate the air.

Compared to yesterday's full-loss sound quality, it sounds a lot better today, and the sound in the air has become smoother and clearer.

Chen Yun's strong learning ability enabled him to make rapid progress in controlling the air through telekinesis, which also resulted in rapid improvement in the sound quality.

Compared with yesterday, today's melody is like a morning washed by drizzle. Every note is extremely clear. They jump and spin in the quiet air, weaving into a flowing picture.

At the same time, Chen Yun was trying to multitask by using his telekinesis to control the wooden sword to fly everywhere.

Of course, it is definitely inaccurate to say that they are flying around randomly.

In fact, Chen Yun controlled the flying of the wooden swords very regularly. Now he could freely control those finger-sized wooden swords to form various shapes in the air.

The wooden swords danced under his will. They were no longer simple weapon models, but more like living dancers, weaving complex and interesting patterns in the air.

Sometimes they are like stars, arranged into a mysterious constellation; sometimes they turn into spinning windmills, showing amazing precision and coordination.

Chen Yun's eyes were closed tightly. Every successful manipulation made his understanding of telekinesis more profound.

For him, telekinesis is not only an extraordinary ability, but also a kind of inner practice and a challenge to self-control and mental concentration.

My concentration and focus have all improved in the process of controlling my mind power.

Soon after.

Chen Yun took out the sword case and opened it.

As Chen Yun gently opened the lid of the sword box, a subtle but rhythmic humming sound quietly sounded, as if it was the song of the wooden swords returning home after a long absence.

Subtle changes surged in the air, and the light seemed to become softer at this moment, laying a mysterious background for the scene that was about to take place.

Chen Yun's eyes swept across each suspended wooden sword, and an invisible force radiated from his body, guiding each weapon accurately.

Those wooden swords seemed to have their own will, responding to their master's call one by one, and drawing elegant arcs in the air.

The speed was so fast that only a series of shadows were left behind.

The sounds of "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——" came one after another.

Every slight sound was a declaration of the wooden sword's return to its place.

These weapons were like a carefully choreographed dancer, inserted one by one into the designated positions in the cassette with an indescribable harmonious beauty.

Not a single deviation, not a single sound.

Only the subtle sound of the last few wooden swords gently touching the scabbards marked the perfect end of this process.

After completing all this, Chen Yun slowly closed the sword case, and the surroundings returned to calm.

This is a perfect display of telekinetic skills.

Finish these.

Chen Yun nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the sky which is gradually getting higher than the sun.

He leisurely took out the snake meat slices that had been marinated last night from the refrigerator, brushed them with honey and put them into the air fryer.

The snake meat pieces slowly change color in the air fryer, and the surface takes on an attractive luster due to the coating of honey. A unique aroma mixed with sweetness and game gradually fills the air, which is a clever combination of nature's gift and human wisdom.

Look at the twenty-minute timer.

Chen Yun lay in a chair, waiting for time to pass, while letting his consciousness leave his body and go far away along the beyond-visual-range azimuth perception connection.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, the aura around him gradually became quieter, as if the whole person had merged into the surrounding space, no longer bound by time and distance.

His consciousness began to break free from the shackles of the body and float lightly.

It was as if it turned into a wisp of smoke, crossing the boundary between reality and illusion.

He felt that he was traveling along an invisible path that was neither visible to the naked eye nor palpable to the ordinary senses.

It is as narrow as a silk thread, winding and tortuous, as if hidden in the gaps between all things in the universe.

Along the way, everything was blurry.

Only blurred light and chaotic colors quickly passed by, as if traveling through a dimension beyond comprehension.

This feeling is both mysterious and slightly uneasy, as if walking on the edge of dream and wakefulness, with every step taking place in the unknown void.

Chen Yun's consciousness shuttled through such a channel. He felt isolated and helpless, but also full of excitement and desire to explore the unknown.

The space around me seemed to be twisting and stretching.

Finally, after a journey that could not be measured by conventional standards, Chen Yun's consciousness seemed to have passed through an invisible barrier.

In an instant, a completely new scene unfolded in his mind, and the scenery thousands of miles away jumped into his mind.

This is Laoag, Luzon.

His consciousness skillfully left his body and followed the beyond-visual-range azimuth perception connection to the life and death talisman in the body of his fanatical younger brother Aba Lerna.

Abba Lerna is the real mastermind behind the scenes of this city, manipulating the intricate network of power with his invisible hand.

Its influence is deeply rooted in every corner of politics, business and even the streets.

But he now.

Together with four other local bosses of similar status in nearby cities, they were all Chen Yun's subordinates who had been planted with life and death talismans and subjected to emotional stimulation and brainwashing.

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Abba Lerner sat in his spacious but slightly dim study.

The desk was piled high with various documents and communication equipment. A retro desk lamp cast a dim light, creating a mysterious atmosphere for this powerful man.

At this moment, he was holding exquisite silver cutlery in one hand, slowly savoring his dinner, while in the other hand he was tightly holding an encrypted mobile phone.

The person on the other end of the line was an important political figure in the city.

"Yes, Mr. Minister, I completely understand your position... But please believe that this arrangement will be a win-win situation for both you and us."

Abba Lerner's voice is deep and magnetic, and every word he utters is carefully considered, revealing unquestionable persuasiveness.

His eyes looked particularly sharp in the dim light.

Even at home, his imposing aura remained undiminished.

On the desk, an untouched steak was gradually cooling down, and the finely carved vegetable salad next to it had also lost its original bright color.

Apparently, the meal was not tasted in time.

Abba Lerner's attention was completely focused on the telephone conversation in his hand.

His brain was working rapidly, constantly adjusting his strategy based on the other party's reaction to ensure that every step could proceed smoothly according to the adult's plan.

"How about this? I'll visit you in person tomorrow to discuss the details. As for the project, I'll make sure all the details are arranged perfectly and won't cause you any unnecessary trouble."

There was a firmness in his tone that brooked no rejection, yet he also cleverly threw out enough bait to make it hard to resist.

After the call ends.

Aba Lerner gently put down his mobile phone, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and a hint of imperceptible satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that in this complex world woven by power and interests, he was the invisible thread that silently pulled everything together.

Make sure every order of that adult is carried out accurately and accurately, and be busy even at the most insignificant dinner moment.

Thinking.

Abba Lerner was about to order a replacement hot meal.

A strange feeling came over me.

The feeling of trembling in his heart made him subconsciously reach out and cover his chest where the life and death talisman was planted.

Abba Lerner, who had been so majestic just now, immediately pushed away the chair behind him.

Then he knelt down on his knees without hesitation.

Seize the ground with your head!

Anyone who sees this scene will never believe that this is the local tyrant in the underground city of Laoag.

There is actually someone who can make Abba Lerner humble himself so much to show respect.

But Abba Lerner doesn't care what anyone thinks.

His expression became more serious than ever before. He knelt on the ground with his head lowered, and said in a serious voice: "Sir!"

In Aba Lenna's private study, which was simply decorated yet revealed a low-key luxury, the surroundings suddenly fell into an indescribable silence.

Although the door was closed and the quiet afternoon air outside the window was as deep as usual, the silence made the entire space seem unusually empty, as if all the air had been sucked out, leaving only a vacuum zone waiting for instructions.

Abba Lerner was kneeling on the soft carpet.

His back was straight and his face was solemn.

The inexplicable feeling of oppression in his chest was familiar and strong, and he instantly realized that it came from the invisible gaze and approach of that adult.

Although the room seemed empty, Abba Lerner's mind was as clear as a mirror.

he knows.

The adult he respected the most was now acting in a way that was beyond common sense.

Come here!

As Abba Lerner's heartbeat quickened, the atmosphere in the room seemed to grow more solemn.

Although there was no response, Abba Lerna did not dare to stand up.

at this time.

On the desk in the middle of the study, an open blank notebook slowly turned pages automatically.

Finally it stopped on a blank page.

Then, a pen floated in the air and began to move slowly across the paper.

The handwriting is smooth and powerful, as if it is controlled by an invisible hand.

Written:

[Where is the D-level personnel supplies warehouse I want? ]

Every word that fell seemed to carry some kind of irresistible authority and urgency.

They lay quietly on the paper, but made the entire room echo with Chen Yun's will.

Abba Lerner looked at this scene without any surprise in his eyes.

Only absolute loyalty and determination to act.

Two days ago, the adult led me into the dream and went to that foggy space again.

The indescribable humanoid figure sitting on the tall throne, who seemed to be filled with infinite energy, told him about preparing the "D-level consumables warehouse".

He started preparing for this matter after that day.

He quickly sorted out the information in his mind.

Give the most accurate answer to respond to the adult's needs:

"My Lord, it's ready. I'll take you to see it now?"

Abba Lerner said seriously in the direction of the notebook.

Although I can't see anything.

But his eyes were full of awe and respect.

Chapter 231 Who needs mice when there are D-class personnel?

Abba Lerner knelt on the soft carpet, facing the busyness and clutter on the desk, his posture full of deep respect and piety.

This was no ordinary rest or contemplation, but a silent tribute to the adults who had arrived.

His forehead lightly touched the ground, an action of obedience to external authority.

Although Chen Yun existed only in the form of consciousness on the seemingly empty chair, every cell in Abba Lerner seemed to be able to feel the invisible majesty and depth.