Dragon Clan: Undercover at the beginning, the road to conferring the gods

Chapter 81 The System Thinks I'm Normal

"I'm a majestic Dragon King, do you think I'll make mistakes in something as basic as the Sorrow of Blood?"

Hearing Su Mo's question, Xia Mi shook his head, his words full of confidence.

"Are you underestimating me?"

Regarding Xia Mi's rhetorical question, Su Mo hesitated to speak.

After thinking about it, I changed to a softer term.

"Is it possible, I mean, is there a possibility that the so-called blood sorrow and loneliness you see in me are not my problem, but the problem of this world?"

"For example, if a person is playing a game, although he is also operating this character and interacting with the game world, he does not exist in that world, so it reflects a certain sense of loneliness, or something that looks like a blood sorrow .”

"But he himself has normal cognition, and he doesn't actually have any real mental resistance. He is just an ordinary person."

Su Mo raised this possibility.

Hearing Su Mo's expression, Xia Mi looked at him quite concerned.

"Are you discussing some philosophical issues? Don't blame me for not reminding you. Philosophy is a road of no return! I have seen a lot of people who committed suicide because of their own horns, and there are many pure-blooded dragons among them. Don't you?" Learn from them!"

"Don't worry, I'm just interested in such a question."

Su Mo shook his head.

Seeing his serious gaze, Xia Mi scratched his cheek with his index finger, and concluded after thinking for a moment.

"You mean, you are like a game player, you feel that you don't belong to this world, so you don't have any blood sorrow, and you don't have any mental resistance. It is very normal for you to feel alienated from this world. Is there a problem with the world, not you?"

"Yes."

Su Mo nodded.

"But aren't you a typical sorrow of blood?"

Xia Mi spread his hands, wondering what Su Mo was insisting on.

"Thinking that I don't belong to this world at all, I took myself out... Your heart is so thick that it can resist nuclear bombs, why do you insist that you are an ordinary person?"

"Is it still different?"

Su Mo shook his head.

"The one who forges the wall of his heart to isolate the world is the sorrow of blood. I didn't take the initiative to do so. The world itself has changed. I haven't undergone spiritual changes, so I shouldn't have gained any mental resistance."

Hearing what he said, Xia Mi had a headache, wondering if it was too sudden to throw Su Mo in front of Fenrir, so that Su Mo's world view was torn apart and has not been stitched together yet.

It was all because Fenrir was so scary looking.

However, on the surface she is still very calm.

"I understand. What you mean is that the owner of the Blood Sorrow is alienated by himself, while you are alienated by the sudden changes in the world. The causes of the two are different, right?"

"Correct."

Su Mo nodded.

"But if you think about it, is there really a difference?"

Xia Mi asked back.

"Whether you have a problem with yourself or you think there is a problem with the world, in the final analysis, there is a problem with the relationship between the self and the world. Is there any difference between the two?"

Xia Mi's words were so full of philosophy that they did not meet the wisdom level of her usual speech.

Even Su Mo had to chew for a while before he understood what she meant.

Is it really that important whether there is a problem with one's own consciousness or the world?
People and the world are in a mutual reference relationship. If your performance looks like the sorrow of blood, and if you use it like sorrow of blood, then it is sorrow of blood.

Su Mo nodded, understanding what she meant.

"But, something like mental resistance..."

He still has doubts about this. If he really has this level of resistance, there is no reason for the system not to mark it.

But he doesn't have this kind of skill, which shows that the system thinks he is normal.

"What do you think mental resistance is?"

Xia Mi probably understood Su Mo's doubts, so she asked directly.

"Do you think that a person with a strong soul and strong mental power must have stronger mental resistance?"

"No."

Su Mo shook his head, recalling Angers, Chu Zihang and other famous killers.

Before and after they encountered their own fateful night, their pure spiritual power and soul may not have changed much, but their mental resistance must be completely different, which caused this difference——

"It's will! Will determines the strength of mental resistance!"

Su Mo came to a conclusion.

"That's right, it's the will! The same is carbon, graphite and diamond are completely different in hardness, and will is the key to transforming the mental power from graphite to diamond."

Teacher Xia Mi nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Su Mo.

"Will can be a certain emotion, or it can be a certain inherent cognition. As long as this inherent cognition is strong enough, it can form mental resistance."

"If you really stubbornly think that you don't have the sorrow of blood and that it is a problem in this world, you will instead form the most powerful heart wall. Not to mention ordinary dragon blood, even the blood of the dragon king can't corrode your body. Recognition, as long as you firmly believe that dragon blood is something from another world, not a part of yourself, it can help you fight against the erosion of dragon blood."

Xia Mi's meaning is very simple. Mental resistance is not a physical indicator, nor is it an indicator of spiritual power. It relies on stubborn self-cognition, so it and the sorrow of blood are two things in one.

This has nothing to do with human dragons, as long as there is such a stubborn idea, it doesn't matter whether its core is emotion or cognition, it can become the anchor point of mental resistance.

This is pure power of the heart.

"Listen to you, the patients in the mental hospital should all have strong mental resistance."

Su Mo couldn't help complaining, what is more stubborn than a mental patient?Even if you are locked up in a mental hospital, you still have to say that you are right, and it is others who are wrong.

"You are probably right to say that. According to your human standards, dragons and even most hybrids are mentally ill."

Xia Mi did not shy away from this point.

"No, now I, a pure-bred human being, is also a psychopath."

Su Mo rested his forehead and sighed.

I didn't expect to turn myself into a mental illness by going around.

Fortunately, the average person in the world of dragons is mentally ill, and Lu Mingfei can't even get out of a mental hospital, so he doesn't have to feel that he is a different kind.

"I understand what you mean. I firmly believe that there is something wrong with this world. It is very mentally ill. It can provide me with enough mental resistance, and even allow me to resist the erosion of dragon blood."

After sorting out the results of the conversation, Su Mo looked at Xia Mi's wrist.

"If this is the case, why not choose this method? Compared with going to the Yangtze River to find a needle in a haystack, isn't it much faster to obtain bloodlines directly using this method?"

If his so-called sorrow of blood can really work, wouldn't he be able to obtain the bloodline now?
You don't have to run that far.

Hearing what he said, Xia Mi gave him a blank look.

"Are you stupid, there is a safe way, why not use a dangerous way, what if you don't carry it? Dragon blood is poisonous, let alone the blood of a powerful dragon king like me, which contains terrible Will, it’s best not to touch it casually.”

"You're done, I have to find another family member!"

Although theoretically she felt that Su Mo might be able to bear it, in reality she still didn't want to take the risk.

"Even if you want to try it, wait until you use fetal blood first, so that you can at least have a certain degree of resistance to dragon blood."

(End of this chapter)