Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Ok?

Nan Yihao's face lit up with joy.

I was so excited.

Great.

It stabilized, it finally stabilized. His mental strength finally stabilized, and he finally stopped falling.

Nan Yihao danced happily in the room.

Looking at the machine's inspection report, I was overjoyed.

He even started pounding his chest with both hands, making strange noises like a gorilla.

"Hahahaha, time is on my side after all!"

As long as he continues to absorb natural resources and treasures, sooner or later he will be able to return to his original level or even go further!

Sooner or later, he will become the most powerful eighth-level spiritualist.

Just at that moment when Nan Yihao was enjoying his bright future and was extremely happy.

Sudden changes occur.

"Clatter, crash, crash -"

The "liquid" in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness began to flow slowly again, quietly flowing out of his head.

However, Nan Yihao not only did not feel any discomfort, but felt quite comfortable.

It's like knowledge passing through a smooth head.

There is a kind of beauty…that leaves no trace of a moment’s knowledge.

It seems that the body is very repulsive to some "garbage".

When Nan Yihao's body excretes this excess waste.

As the owner of this body, Nan Yihao not only does not feel any pain, but instead feels relaxed all over.

To make an analogy, Nan Yihao's current sea of ​​consciousness is like a bloated processor.

After uninstalling the programs that take up a lot of memory, consume too much configuration and do not run, it will run smoothly naturally.

It wasn't until the mental repairer came in that he screamed.

"What--!"

"Master Nan, what happened?! How come... your spiritual power level is dropping!"

The Mental Healer yelled.

Trying to wake up Nan Yihao who was still in a comfortable mood.

".....What?" He opened his eyes drowsily.

"What happened? Wasn't I practicing?" Wasn't he meditating and practicing?

The repair teacher hurriedly went to detect Nan Yihao's mental level.

"Master Nan, your spiritual power is decreasing! Can't you sense it?!"

"what!"

Nan Yihao suddenly woke up from his dream. How come he didn't sense anything?

The repair teacher is a sixth-level mentalist with mental repair skills.

He saw very clearly that Nan Yihao was just at the entry-level second stage, with a mental strength of around level 22 or 21.

But just now.

Nan Yihao's mental strength began to drop rapidly.

From level 21 or 22, he dropped to level 20 in the blink of an eye. If he drops any further, he will become a first-level spiritualist!

The spiritual master of the entire empire.

The speed at which his level drops may not be as fast as Nan Yihao's.

"Mr. Nan, your mental strength level has dropped too much now."

"Whatever you just did, don't do it again!"

The restorer didn't know what was going on and was puzzled. Nan Yihao was eating as usual, so why did his level continue to drop?

"what?!"

Nan Yihao's pupils widened, and he quickly checked his mental strength, only to find that a large part of it was missing again, and his realm was already in danger!

The veins on his neck bulged, and he grabbed the restorer's collar and asked.

"Didn't you say you could 100% guarantee that my mental strength wouldn't drop?!"

“Why did it still fall?”

The restorer quickly shook his head and shirked responsibility, "Mr. Nan, there are many factors that lead to mental leakage. We need to prescribe the right medicine and examine the body to find out which one..."

"The complexity of your condition is beyond our imagination!"

Even the most advanced medical equipment cannot find the cause of the disease.

"I don't care, just find it out for me as soon as possible!"

Nan Yihao said viciously, "You bunch of quacks, if you can't find the cause within three days, I'll have my dad fire you all!"

It would be fine if there was no threat, but once there was a threat, Nan Yihao became emotional again.

In an instant, that incomparably comfortable feeling burst out again.

Before Nan Yihao could react.

The trace of spiritual power stored in the container turned into an invisible mist, and then into a substantial sneeze. Nan Yihao sprayed it out!

"Master Nan, your level...your level!"

In this situation, Nan Yihao didn't bother to teach the restorer a lesson, and hurriedly used a machine to test his mental power.

"Ding!"

"Spiritual Power Level: First-Class Peak Spiritual Master."

"Mental strength qualification: D-- level"

"Ding~ Dear user, this qualification is at the very bottom of the ladder, already ahead of 1% of the population! Please work hard to become the strongest spiritualist~"

Nan Yihao felt like the sky was falling. How come his talent was decreasing?

"No, don't do that kind of thing!"

"Spiritual power, don't leave me!"

Who stole his S-class talent! Who stole his smooth life as a mecha master!

God opened a door for him, why did he close a window for him? Why?!

"Useless! They are all a bunch of useless people who live off their husbands!"

Nan Yihao smashed one expensive ancient vase after another onto the red velvet-covered agarwood floor.

In a state of impotence and rage, his mental strength dropped a little bit.

Dropped from level 19 to level 18.

At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he had no levels left to drop, and even his qualifications would disappear and could not be detected by the equipment.

"You are all a bunch of useless people who live off you. Why can't you detect it?"

The restorers below did not dare to speak out.

In fact, there is still one most cruel and effective way to solve Nan Yihao's mental power - open his brain.

Using medical means, the part connected to the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness is separated and replaced with another person's body.

In order to avoid "mental" rejection reactions, the disabled person who was stripped off has to continuously donate blood to the other one.

Take someone else's brain in exchange for your own future.

But the success rate is extremely low, and there are extremely high requirements for the people whose brains are replaced.

If he is not handled properly, it is possible that Nan Yihao will become a disabled person.

Besides, Nan Yihao is the treasure of the Imperial Marshal and Madam Shexiang.

The second generation kid who was spoiled by his parents. The restorer didn't dare to offend him, nor did he dare to tell the truth.

The only conservative treatment we can offer is saturated medication.

Eat the highest level of panacea, beast grass, will leak and fill to maintain stability.

Maybe one day, with the help of medicine, Nan Yihao's gap will be filled by himself?

It can't be that there is an unknown big hand controlling Nan Yihao's mental power behind the scenes!

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

[Hey! Host]

[Your Imperial Mecha Institute acceptance letter has arrived ~ Please sign for it ~]

It was a gold-stamped paper notice, and you could feel the texture and veins of leaves when you touched it.

Among the many universities, only the "historical" Imperial Mecha maintains this tradition inherited from ancient times.

But Ning Jun doesn't plan to apply to any university.

The original owner's wish was to go to the best university, then become the strongest mecha pilot, the strongest psychic, and be invincible in the world.

But in fact, it is done in reverse.

Going to the best university doesn’t mean you will become the strongest.

Instead, you become the strongest person in the world, and the university you are in is the best university.

[So this is why you enrolled in Crayfish Vocational and Technical College?]

"I like crawfish, no?"

[That’s right, sister. I’ll wait until you become the strongest.]

[With just one order, Xiaolong Vocational and Technical College is the best university!]

“Isn’t the best university something that others can define however they want?”

But she failed to go to the Crayfish Vocational and Technical College to become a crayfish franchisee and lead the organization to get rich.

Someone has already made the choice for Kebujiu.

Crayfish Vocational and Technical College called early and said there was an error in the registration system.

I accidentally assigned the Kebujie file to them, and now the file has been sent to the Imperial Mechatechnic University.

I will be able to go to school there in a few days.

Look, changing universities is such a big deal, but they don’t even need to notify her personally!

They skipped her through the legal and compliant steps.

Ning Jun felt uncomfortable and took action. The great waste Nan Yiao secretly dropped another level.

[Tsk tsk, you're probably going to drive Nan Yihao crazy, right?]

[I'm afraid it won't be long before Nan Yihao's mental strength is completely reduced to zero and becomes useless, right?]

"Not so fast." The silk thread extending from her body crossed thousands of miles to manipulate the gap in Nan Yihao's spiritual sea of ​​time.

"It's not good to fall into hell all at once."

"It's impossible to have smooth sailing all the time. Ups and downs are the norm in life, aren't they?"

Even if I have to turn into a pig, I will make Nan Yihao a pig that suffers for four years!

Ning Jun didn't go to the dream school of all mecha masters after all.

She missed the final registration time and was expelled from Imperial College. Everyone felt sorry for her for a moment but then quickly forgot about her.

The dude "fiancé" didn't go, but he usually gets perfect marks and is surrounded by many suitors.

The number one playboy Nan Yihao did not go, but he was still a mysterious figure in the eyes of his classmates and was awarded the title of outstanding graduate.

In just a few years, everyone has a very bright future.

However, Nan Yihao's life is not very satisfactory.

Taking advantage of his status as the son of the Marshal and Madam Shexiang, Nan Yihao squandered all the precious potions and elixirs in the Spiritual Herb Hall, simply to slow down his level drop.

He even asked his father to allocate part of the military funds for researching the latest mecha to refine expensive mental repair potions for him.

Nan Yihao didn't want to spend his entire life taking medication to maintain his mental strength. He also wanted to become the second-level peak mentalist who held his head high in front of the invigilator.

Transformed from a D-level talent to an S-level one, he stood at the top of the continent, accomplished great deeds and entered the history of the empire.

His name will be passed down through the ages, immortalized forever. His life was destined to be like this!

After tasting the power, Nan Yihao never wanted to go back to that dilapidated little city, and never wanted to be a commoner's son again.

His father, Nan Zhujue, had been defeated by the enemy more than a dozen times. The time he lost his memory, he was defeated and left with nothing but his armor and weapons, looking extremely miserable.

Even so, Nan Zhujue is still the "absolute male protagonist" and is still the marshal of the empire.

The reason was simple: his fist was the strongest, and he was an eighth-rank spiritualist! It was only his strength that allowed him to remain at the rank of marshal and receive tributes from millions of people!

But Nan Yihao's actions were not without consequences. At least Nan Zhujue's allies in the aristocratic families looked at Nan Yihao with discrimination and ridicule.

"A country crow wants to turn into a golden phoenix?"