Master a little skill every day

It can be seen that the mental body is wearing a white coat, and each arm is holding different medical instruments, including scalpels and syringes.

Under the pressure of the arms behind his back, his entire body leaned forward, and a pair of yellow eyes protruded outward.

It can be said that he has quite obvious professional tendencies and is not a simple monster.

Maybe it has something to do with her desire to be a doctor?

If the spiritual body is related to inner desires, then why does my spiritual body look so well-armed?

Bai Miao found that his understanding of the spiritual world was still too little.

Under Zhao Wanyang's strong request, Bai Miao truthfully told what he saw.

"Isn't Professor Wang a handsome guy in a suit with a hawk head and body? Why are you so ugly when you come to my place?"

Zhao Wanyang was a little unbelievable.

"I don't know either. Let me look at other passers-by."

Although he was suspected of voyeurism, Bai Miao still conducted psychoanalysis on several people passing by.

"They are all monsters, and they are no better than you."

But their mental bodies are also mutating in a certain direction.

Some people have extra long hands, and some people have extra big heads.

In a game, Zhao Wanyang would be considered a boss monster.

But fortunately, Zhao Wanyang felt a lot more mentally balanced when he heard that there were other people who were also monsters, and they seemed to be just plain fish.

When the bus arrived, Bai Miao was about to get on the bus, but was stopped by Zhao Wanyang.

She pointed to the shopping mall in the distance: "It's still early now, how about we go shopping and then go back?"

"Then take a stroll."

After returning to reality, Bai Miao did feel a sense of boredom.

Compared with the bizarre dungeon world, the stability of reality made Bai Miao feel very boring.

But Bai Miao didn't find it boring.

"But if the real world becomes like a game with 1 mods, wouldn't it be better?"

Bai Miao suddenly heard a whisper in his ear.

He subconsciously looked around, but didn't see any strange people.

"Did you hear anyone talking just now?"

"No, have you stayed in the dungeon for too long and haven't relaxed yet? Don't worry, I'll take you to the mall for a couple of rounds. You will definitely get back the physical sense of the real world quickly, but you can't go to a shopping mall. Go to the dungeon and turn yourself into a misanthrope."

I already have 100 spirit points, how could I have auditory hallucinations?

Bai Miao knew that this was definitely not a mental problem of his.

psychological problems?

Staying in the dungeon for too long has really had a subtle impact on me?

Zhao Wanyang tugged on the clothes on Bai Miao's shoulders: "Let's go, the light is green."

"Oh...um...ok."

The next afternoon, Bai Miao, led by Zhao Wanyang, visited the mall and played in the game arcade. The two also had several fighting battles.

The electronic sounds and cheers in the game hall really made Bai Miao regain a little sense of living in the real world.

"Why don't you have dinner in the mall too? You definitely can't eat KFC in that replica of the Victorian era, right? I'm treating you, so you can go ahead and eat fried chicken!"

"also……"

Being used to Western food, Bai Miao really wanted to try fast food.

The two ordered two large buckets in total. Zhao Wanyang took a sip of Coke and bit the straw and said, "Drink, Coke is also the essence of modern industry."

Zhao Wanyang was humming a little tune, squeezing tomato sauce and sprinkling chili powder, and was very busy.

Bai Miao also grabbed the fried chicken and ate it.

Familiar flavors bloom on the taste buds.

The feeling of carbonic acid bubbles bursting on the tip of his tongue made Bai Miao drink two cups of Coke without knowing it, and finish a large bucket alone.

Not even full.

"Slow down and leave some for me!"

Although he said this, Zhao Wanyang still took his mobile phone to the front desk to add food.

"Huh...junk food does make people happy after eating it."

After the meal, Zhao Wanyang patted his belly, slumped in his seat, and pointed at the corner of Bai Miao's mouth: "It's stained with something."

Bai Miao rolled his tongue and put a small piece of oil residue into his mouth.

After this meal, the feeling of alienation completely disappeared.

"Thank you, I finally feel like I can return to the real world."

"The reason why you are like this must be that your will is not strong enough, or there is something in the copy that makes you linger. You must have hidden many details from me, such as your landlord. Although you did not say whether he is a boy or a girl, But she must be a beautiful girl, just say that, right?"

Bai Miao was a little ashamed and couldn't help but sigh that girls' intuition is really terrifying.

Chapter 2 The nightmare comes again

Zhao Wanyang's residence is on the same bus line as Bai Miao's house, but at a farther stop.

After Bai Miao got off the bus early at the station, he was about to go upstairs when he happened to bump into Hu Muyao who was going downstairs to throw away garbage.

"Are you back? Why don't you check more at the hospital?"

"It's been checked and there's nothing wrong with it. They said you cured us, thank you."

Hu Muyao hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Did I hear that you got a lot of things from the door that appeared and handed them over for research?"

"I'm not handing over all of them, just some props that I think may be helpful. If they can be put into production, it will be an improvement for us as a whole."

Hu Muyao said oh, threw the garbage into the sorting bin, and planned to go upstairs.

"You look like you want to see me for something?"

Hu Muyao paused and asked anxiously: "I want to improve my mental power, but I don't want to allocate points to mental energy... so I want to ask you if there is any way."

Ordinary people want to improve their mental power out of thin air?

Bai Miao has never heard of this method.

"Unfortunately, at present, I feel that if I want to improve, I can only rely on the point rewards in the door. Even if there are exceptions, the improvement is very slow."

"yes……"

After Hu Muyao experienced the Reservoir War, he fell into serious self-doubt.

Originally, in the organization, even though Hu Muyao was a newcomer, he still had considerable combat power.

But in the reservoir, a mental attack knocked her unconscious. Such a gap made her begin to doubt whether there was a problem in simply increasing her physical strength.

But at this stage, the improvement of physical strength is the biggest benefit, and it is rare to encounter dungeons that test the spirit.

This is also a suggestion made by people within the organization after analyzing and summarizing it in many ways.

Before your physical strength reaches 100 points, increase your physical strength as much as possible.

"By the way, would you like me to do some psychoanalysis for you, and maybe I can give you some spiritual advice."

"Ah? Do you still do this?"

"Well, I learned it in the dungeon. Are you interested in coming to my house?"

"it is good."

Hu Muyao agreed immediately, but before that, she went back home and told her grandma that she was going to Bai Miao's house.

After Hu Muyao proposed the idea of ​​improving his mental power, Bai Miao had an idea in his mind.

If you let others see what your spiritual body looks like, what will happen?

Psychoanalyzing yourself and being able to control your own mental body actions are signs of reaching the second level.

So if we can simply see our own spiritual body with the help of psychoanalysis, will there be any spiritual improvement?

After arranging Hu Muyao to sit on the sofa, Bai Miao began psychoanalysis.

This time, Bai Miao's mental power dropped by 50 points.

This was the first time Bai Miao encountered such a sharp decline.

Apart from the first psychoanalysis on himself, Hu Muyao was the first person who made Bai Miao feel dizzy.

Not only is it mentally draining, but it also takes longer.

Hu Muyao felt a little uncomfortable being looked at. He could only lower his head and look at his toes, while the hands on his legs moved nervously.

Finally, after a few minutes, Bai Miao saw the fog behind Hu Muyao.

It was a woman wearing a blood-red robe.

The long black hair was spread down behind her head, and only a red lip could be seen on her facial features.

The other parts are replaced by red plums growing outward.

Especially on the upper right forehead, there is a cluster of red plum blossoms in full bloom.

The pale hands directly wrapped around Hu Muyao's neck, as if hanging his entire body on Hu Muyao.

The other people's spiritual bodies stayed in the air, but Hu Muyao's spiritual body seemed to have its own consciousness and interacted with the main body.

Although she was just hanging and did not perform any additional actions, she was still a special existence.

"Would you like to try to see what your spiritual body looks like? Although I can't use a camera, I can draw it."

Before Hu Muyao could answer, Bai Miao added: "I don't know what will happen after you see your spiritual body. I can only say that I will try my best to protect your mental stability. So there is a certain risk."

"I want to see."

"Okay, then give me some time and I'll draw."

With that said, Bai Miao took out a piece of homework paper and pencil from the study room, sat opposite Hu Muyao, and copied according to her mental and physical appearance.

【Painting】【Finding Faults】

With the help of many skills, Bai Miao can accurately restore any details he sees.

Seeing Bai Miao's proficient painting skills, Hu Muyao asked in surprise: "You are so good at painting..."

"I learned it on my own when I had nothing to do."

Bai Miao's fingers moved very fast, and it only took about 15 minutes to draw Hu Muyao's spiritual body.

During the painting process, Bai Miao always felt that Hu Muyao's spiritual body was staring at him.

Although there were no eyes, it gave Bai Miao a strong sense of spying.

However, Bai Miao didn't pay much attention to it. Apart from his dishonest hands, there was nothing unusual about this spiritual body.

"Color...wait for me."

The color of the spiritual body is very monotonous, just red, white and black.

So it's very easy to color, just find a red pen.

After the colors were finished, Bai Miao handed the painting to Hu Muyao. At the same time, he also took out the staff of fraternity, always paying attention to her mental fluctuations.

Hu Muyao took a breath and looked at it carefully.

The first thing to change was Hu Muyao's own spiritual body.

The red plum that was originally blooming on the face actually slowly closed its petals, with a vague tendency to wither.

Bai Miao hurriedly used the Fraternity Staff for treatment, but soon realized that this was not mental damage.

This fucking spiritual body is turning into a human!

If the spiritual body becomes a human, the situation is very likely to be like that of Hurst, where the real body transforms into a monster.