The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

She had originally planned to spend the day cultivating her spiritual power today as a day off, but unfortunately she had reached a bottleneck and had to temporarily interrupt her practice.

So Jixiang wandered from the second floor to the first floor, and after finding no one there, he strolled to the yard. There was no one in the yard either. Jixiang originally wanted to go to the basement, but suddenly remembered that Old Man Ji had built a greenhouse, so he found the best position and looked up at the roof of the second floor.

I saw a transparent glass house on the roof of the second floor. Inside was a plant with dark green and almost black leaves and branches. The branches grew randomly and twisted, and there was soft and fine hair visible to the naked eye on them, which looked especially like dense and lush body hair... The leaves were also large and small, and in strange shapes, very much like a deformed plant that suddenly had a seizure.

In the gaps between the branches and leaves of the plants, you can occasionally see the corners of several flowers of different colors, as well as a flower disk that looks like a shriveled and wrinkled mouth with missing teeth. The whole flower seems to be melting, and a sticky juice of the same color as the petals is flowing everywhere...

Jixiang: ...Eh! So disgusting.

Just as Jixiang was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw Old Man Ji walk to the glass wall and gently hold up a twisted and disgusting dark flower...

Jixiang went to the third floor with mixed feelings. When he found Old Man Ji, the gentle and amiable smile on his face was still there...

Suddenly, the thought that people are not as good as flowers flashed through Jixiang's mind, and he couldn't help but silently sour for a moment, "Grandpa."

Old Man Ji responded perfunctorily, motioned for Jixiang to wait a moment, and then carefully put the pigment collected from the flower disc into a transparent container.

As they walked, Old Man Ji asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"We've reached a bottleneck." Jixiang stood beside the empty flower bed near the entrance of the greenhouse.

"Does the mental training have a direction?" Old Man Ji asked with great interest.

"I guess so. I have some direction. You know, I like creating, not only what I see and gain, but also my fantasy world." Jixiang said it ambiguously, but only to the point. After all, it was just a rough direction.

Old Man Ji smiled. As a psychic mutant, he was actually more looking forward to Jixiang's final transformation. "Come with me."

Jixiang nodded and asked, "Where to?"

Finally, Old Man Ji walked up to Jixiang and patted Jixiang's head. "Haven't you always been curious about the direction of my mental power mutation?"

Jixiang's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he immediately followed. Suddenly, he thought of something, so he quickly stopped and raised his hand to touch his head, "Have you washed your hands?"

"...clean." Old man Ji replied slowly.

"Then I'll let it go...but it's not washed anyway!" Jixiang's heart, which had been half relieved, became heavier again and he chased after him unhappily.

Jixiang thought he knew this small building quite well, but he didn't expect to become more and more confused as he followed Old Man Ji.

The basement was still the same basement, and the rooms were still the same rooms. Jixiang followed Old Man Ji to the small storage room at the back where the small machine was kept on standby.

Jixiang didn't see what Old Man Ji moved, but when he opened the door, he saw an entrance leading downwards. The entrance was very small and only allowed an adult male to pass through.

Walking up the long, steep and narrow stairs, it was obvious that the second underground floor was very far and deep below the ground.

After a while, the view in front of me finally became clear. When I looked up, I saw a bright hall filled with various precision instruments.

Looking at those sophisticated instruments, Jixiang couldn't help but start brainstorming, and various terrifying scenes flashed through his mind...

Jixiang, who scared himself, suddenly felt uneasy. Maybe he was careless! Was he going to have a catastrophe and survive? Or was he going to have a Jedi counterattack and turn the tide?

Old Man Ji looked at Jixiang, whose expression kept changing and he didn't know what he was thinking, and felt helpless. "These instruments are..."

"I am innocent……"

The two people who were speaking at the same time stopped talking silently, but only Jixiang felt embarrassed.

auspicious:……

Old Man Ji looked at Jixiang with an ambiguous expression, and said in a long voice, "Innocent—oh?"

"…I accidentally said something wrong." Jixiang pretended to be calm.

Old man Ji was so angry that he almost laughed. He had no idea what this girl was thinking about all day long.

Looking at these machines, Old Man Ji felt that business was more important and said, "This is a mental shielding device."

"Well...it's indeed quite unique." Jixiang, who couldn't see or hear anything special about it, pretended to look at it for a long time and finally uttered a few words.

Seeing Ji Xiang's thoughts, Old Man Ji couldn't help rubbing his forehead and said, "This mental shielding device can completely shield this training room to prevent mental power from escaping and being captured by others."

"Uh..." Jixiang, who didn't think he needed this thing, smiled slightly, "That's indeed unique." It was the first time she saw it and the first time she heard of it!

"You may not need it now, but you may not need it in the future. Besides..." Old Man Ji said with a gloomy look, "Don't think that low-level stars are absolutely safe."

"What danger?" Jixiang was a little confused. Teacher Chen never said that practicing mental power must be shielded in order to be safe.

Old Man Ji looked at Jixiang's head meaningfully. Jixiang was stunned for a moment before he reacted and suddenly realized, "I found that there are quite a few people with mental power mutations. It should be okay..."

"Tsk." Old man Ji sneered so quickly that Jixiang almost thought he had heard it wrong.

When I looked up, I saw old man Ji with his eyes downcast, making it hard to see his true expression. He spoke calmly as usual, "There is actually a difference between mental power mutation and mental power infinity. No, it should be said that there is a world of difference. This world is not short of people with good intentions, nor is it short of people who will do anything to achieve their goals. And low-level planets are far from being as peaceful as you think."

"They don't need 100% certainty, they just need a possibility. For some people, it's just a matter of convenience, but no one will miss the opportunity to discover the secrets of mental power."

Although those changes that exceed the inherent cognition will make people afraid and terrified, they will also make people excited and crazy. After all, no one knows how this change will subvert the world, nor what kind of wealth will be brought behind it...

Jixiang listened to the darkness and bloodiness hidden in the words of Old Man Ji in a daze, not knowing why his world suddenly became full of crises...

Old Man Ji looked at the silent Jixiang and continued, "In fact, most people don't want the world to change unless the opportunity is in their hands."

No one wants the originally stable interest system to be broken by outsiders. Once the power structure and interest distribution are restructured, it will not be easily ended through a bloody storm.

Possessing a treasure is a crime, but possessing a treasure without knowing it and flaunting it in public is like a butcher's knife, a butcher's knife held by others but caused by oneself. Once the knife falls, it will be either death or disability. Even if you escape by chance, you will only survive. He originally wanted to... In the end, he still encountered...

Old Man Ji looked at Jixiang solemnly, and no one knew what decision he had made in his heart.