Dual wielding volcanoes, killing through the west

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After tidying up the space inside the military tent, the two sat on the floor, and under the candlelight, it did indeed have a mysterious feel to it.

"Let's get straight to the point." Since she had decided to help him, Silver Frost didn't hold back and told him her biggest secret: "All the abilities I have now are, in the final analysis, secondary uses of spiritual abilities."

“When I was a child, one day, without any warning, I ‘sensed’ the rotation of the planet beneath my feet.”

"Ah..." Zhang Wusheng closed his eyes and imagined the feeling of the earth rotating, but no matter how much he imagined it, he could not simulate something beyond his understanding.

He was simply awestruck by its grandeur.

"...What does it feel like?"

"It's hard to explain to you in human language. Anyway, I was terrified. I was screaming and running around like a madman. Several adults couldn't hold me down. Later, they forcibly pinned me to the ground, and the King of the Tall Trees, who is also called Flash, fed me a bowl of soup mixed with herbs... I also find it hard to describe the taste to you in words."

As she recounted her past anecdotes, Silver Frost couldn't help but curl her lips into a slight smile. "After being unconscious for several hours, when I woke up again, I could sense the presence of psychic energy."

"Where?" Zhang Wusheng asked, his eyes wide with anticipation.

“They’re everywhere.” Silverfrost pointed to the nearby tents. “Right now, there are some right here, a whole bunch.”

"..."

This answer dimmed Zhang Wusheng's expectant gaze slightly.

It's everywhere.

This means that psionic energy isn't exactly scarce, at least not in Silverfrost's eyes. In fact, while they were talking, she was already immersed in an ocean of psionic energy. It's everywhere, but only she knows how to draw upon and utilize this resource, so it's no wonder she told herself not to have too high expectations.

“At that time, no one could understand how I felt… so I had no choice but to tell everything to the King of the Tall Trees.”

"Perhaps because the Native American tribes have a tradition of worshipping nature spirits for generations, he remained remarkably calm about my ordeal. He told me it was a divine power, the power of the planet beneath our feet..."

……

Planet?

Zhang Wusheng's intuition told him that something was wrong.

But this intuition was fleeting, and his attention was focused on psionic energy, so he didn't investigate it further.

……

"...a force field emitted by it."

“On this path, there is no one to guide me; I can only explore and develop it slowly on my own. Most of the time, I’m just like you, staying at home alone.” Silver Frost sighed. “Now that I think about it, maybe that’s why I don’t have many friends.”

Chapter 1001: Born for Tonight

"Could it be that Lady Silverfrost..." Zhang Wusheng's tone was somewhat incredulous, "...hates this power?"

"No, not really. Objectively speaking, it did help me a lot. It's just..."

Yinshuang hesitated for a moment, wondering how to organize her thoughts. She frowned and forced a bitter smile at her only young listener.

"After having this ability, I sometimes feel that I am a different species from other humans."

"what?"

“From the moment I discovered psionic energy, it also discovered me and began to actively burrow into my body.” Silverfrost raised her right hand, one finger at a time, slowly clenching her fist, and murmured, “Now of course I’m used to it, but at the beginning, I was really scared and at a loss… It’s something that is invisible and intangible, that no one can see or feel, yet it just keeps burrowing into your body.”

"To be honest, I'm terrified that one day it will crawl into my brain and turn my brain into a complete mess."

“Ms. Silverfrost, can you directly ‘contact’ it?” Zhang Wusheng asked.

"You want to ask about its texture, right? That's a very subtle question, um... I can't describe it. Honestly, when you come across something like this, a whole bunch of things come to mind that I can't put into words."

She said helplessly, "If you really want to use a metaphor, just imagine something with a honey-like texture, all sticky and gooey."

“Psionic energy has transformed my body.”

“You may have noticed that all my physical indicators are better than the average person’s, including jumping ability, reaction speed, wrist strength, instantaneous acceleration, dynamic vision and so on.” She deliberately opened her eyelids so that Zhang Wusheng could see her pupils clearly.

"So, my eyes weren't originally this color. This is also a result of being influenced by psionic energy. I was given super vision that allows me to see very, very far away, as well as night vision that allows me to see even in the absence of light."

“Similarly, my physical condition, well…” Silver Frost coughed twice, her face slightly flushed, “is also at the most suitable age for combat, around 16 or 7 years old.”

"So actually..."

"Ahem! Ahem!"

"Uh... okay..."

Zhang Wusheng smiled helplessly, "Actually, I understand what you mean. My mother's situation is similar to yours. She started practicing the [Rama Kung Fu] from a young age and has mastered it to a high level. The Rama internal energy flows through her meridians, slowing down her aging, and she still looks very young."

“Yes, yes.” Silver Frost nodded repeatedly. “That’s exactly what I mean. These are the side effects that occurred after psionic energy modified my body.”

"Additional benefits?" Zhang Wusheng's pupils dilated slightly. "So many benefits, and it's still just an additional benefit?"

“Hmm.” Silverfrost’s tone was somewhat heavy. “The real point is…”

“After the transformation, I can store more spiritual energy in my body.” She held up one finger and continued, “If before the transformation, my body could only store one unit of spiritual energy, then after the transformation, my body can store ten units.”

She held up all ten fingers. "In short, that's all I have to say about psionics."

"No way?" Zhang Wusheng exclaimed in surprise. "Then... what about those strange abilities?"

"You mean 'Signs'? Those are things I figured out little by little over a long period of time through trial and error. Simply put, they are unique effects created by using spiritual energy and combining it in different ways."

"For example, this one."

"Snapped!"

Silver Frost snapped her fingers lightly.

"boom--!"

The candle flame on the table suddenly grew several times larger, turning into a visible fireball.

With a flash of light, it quickly returned to its original size.

"Oh...this is it!" The bright flame flickered slightly in Zhang Wusheng's pupils, filling him with immense excitement. "I heard my father say that after you draw your sword, if you wipe the blade with your palm, the sword will catch fire!"

“That’s just one of the hand seals. There are others, about four or five.” Silver Frost puffed out her chest with some pride, but soon her tone turned somber again. “However, you don’t need to know about these things now.”

"Everything must be built upon psionic energy. It is the foundation of everything, the key to this door, and there is no way to bypass it."

"If you can't sense the psychic energy, the world behind the door has nothing to do with you."

"...I'm sorry, Wusheng, I told you before." Seeing his somewhat dejected look, Yinshuang couldn't bear it and said, "It's just that cruel."

They knew of the treasure's existence, but were kept outside because they didn't have the key.

Cheating is not possible.

There is no alternative route.

The door stood there, but it couldn't be opened. The sense of loss... Silverfrost felt terrible just thinking about it.

In a sense, people who know nothing are actually more at ease.

Yinshuang had already done everything she could; further words wouldn't help Zhang Wusheng. Even she herself didn't know what her "awakening" that day had entailed. There were no signs of anything unusual; it was just an ordinary day, without meditation, prayer, or any of those strange rituals, and she simply stepped into another world.

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"Lady Silverfrost".

"Ok?"

“If I have offended you, I apologize in advance, but I always feel…” Zhang Wusheng suddenly raised his head and stared straight at her, “You seem to have some kind of aversion to this power?”

……

"..."

After a brief moment of surprise, Silver Frost gave her a knowing smile. “Perhaps you should have left with Correa. You two could have partnered up to open a psychological clinic.”

"Why?" Zhang Wusheng asked persistently. "This power has brought you so many conveniences, hasn't it?"

“I don’t understand, why me? Why… was I chosen?” Silver Frost clenched her fists, her expression showing a hint of confusion and helplessness. “Whether it’s Earth, the gods, or God, what do they want me to do? I’m just an ordinary person with no special characteristics.”

“I’m not rejecting it, I just feel that there’s no such thing as a free lunch. I’ve gained power that most people can’t even imagine, but I haven’t made any sacrifices or given anything. That’s too strange.”

“Sometimes, I wonder… what am I? Am I a living person, or a vessel of psionic energy prepared for some purpose? But I can’t find the answer to this kind of question. The more I think about it, the more depressed and miserable I become.”

There was a hint of self-mockery in Silver Frost's smile.

"It seems I also need to schedule a therapy session."

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"perhaps……"

"I was just saying, maybe..."

A simple yearning for power flickered in Zhang Wusheng's emerald eyes. "Is it all for tonight?"

"Huh?" Silver Frost was stunned.

"Could you temporarily channel your psionic energy into my body?" Zhang Wusheng took a deep breath and earnestly pleaded again, "I'd like to try, no matter what."

Chapter 1002: Did you receive the gift I sent you?

Just give it a try!

Although she really wanted to say that, this request really made Silverfros hesitate for a while.

During her psychic development phase, Silverfrost also attempted to channel this power into other people's bodies to see what the effects would be. However, this process was not as easy as she had imagined. Her body was only suitable for storing psychic energy, but it was difficult to transfer it into other people's bodies. Even if she succeeded, the recipient often didn't feel much of a difference.

Of course, there is no real harm involved.

However, everyone's constitution is different. Even medicine meant to heal and save lives can be fatal to different people. Who can guarantee what effect it will have after being administered to Zhang Wusheng? What if he's unlucky enough to be allergic to psychic energy? Wouldn't that be a case of "trying it and dying"?

but……

He'd come this far, just one step away. If he wasn't even allowed to try, it would inevitably leave him with lifelong regret. Perhaps, even when he's seventy or eighty, his body weakened to the point of death, lying in his hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, in the last moments before he breathes his last, he'll still think of tonight.

To prevent this from becoming a reality, Silver Frost sighed and finally nodded.

Just this once.

Just this once, and after he's tried it, he should give up.

……

They sat cross-legged, facing each other.

The night breeze stirred the candlelight, causing the shadows of the two people cast on the tent to sway incessantly, making the atmosphere even more mysterious.

"There's no need to deliberately clear your mind; doing so will only make your body tense up unconsciously."

Yinshuang took a deep breath, raised her right hand, and placed her fingertips against Zhang Wusheng's forehead, instructing him, "Next, I will channel the spiritual energy stored within me into your body. But there's a high probability you won't feel anything, which is perfectly normal."

"If it doesn't work, don't pretend you feel anything; that's pointless."

"I understand." Zhang Wusheng nodded, his expression calm, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his breath.

look forward to.

tension.

Panic.

disturbed.

That's human nature. Even knowing the probability of such an opportunity falling into their lap is minuscule, with countless zeros after the decimal point, they still desperately and persistently try to seize it when the chance to change their fate truly presents itself. What's the difference between this fervent pursuit of a minuscule probability, this burning desire to change one's destiny, and a gambler's mentality?

Before the stakes of fate, everyone is a mad gambler.

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The next moment, these emotions, like worthless trash, were flung out of my mind.

"……Eh?"

Zhang Wusheng was stunned.

He was floating in a black space.

Up, down, left, right... every direction within sight was filled with black, pure black without any impurities.

His perception of objects became completely useless in this space, because without objects, he couldn't determine its size, depth, or height. In his original world, there was a "horizon," a framework to define the world. But here, there wasn't even a horizon; blackness filled everything in sight!

"Where is the sky?"