Thousands of Hearts

After absorbing the consciousness of the giant black feather, the thinking prison gradually penetrated into the deepest part of consciousness.

Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat.

In the depths of his consciousness, he suddenly appeared in front of one of the cells in the thinking prison.

In the prison cell, it was the black-feathered giant more than ten meters high that was imprisoned.

This giant is guided by countless hypnotic patterns and weakened by the energy rune constraints of the cultivation system.

He kept hitting the wall, but he couldn't shake the gray wall reinforced by Wang Yiyang's consciousness.

Therefore, in helplessness, the giant can only be reduced to a steady stream of food for consciousness, absorbed by the prison of thought.

"It works well."

Wang Yiyang nodded in satisfaction.

Although the whole thinking prison is still very simple, but the effect is not lacking.

Once a well-built thinking prison is successfully built, it will automatically have certain functions.

And the thinking prison he built is to imprison the thinking of criminals and absorb the function of strengthening themselves.

"After the outermost imprinting space is completed, the mental architecture will gradually be mapped into perception, and then mapped into the deepest part of consciousness.

Finally, a three-layer structure is formed.

Imprint space, perception, consciousness. Three types of different beings can be imprisoned respectively. "

"When the three-layer structure system is completely successful, that is the day when I officially become a spiritual architect."

Wang Yiyang was satisfied.

For him, this identity task, which means spending some time, money and energy, is actually not difficult.

But the effect potential obtained is far greater than any other identity.

Mind building is completely a further advancement of hypnotists.

After the fusion of the two, it may bring unexpected surprises.

"The amount of black gas absorbed by the second layer is too little for me now. And there are too many impurities.

The nine-fold limit theory given by the Hengji Sect is due to the absorption of too many black gas impurities.

Even if it is purified, it is only slightly better, and it cannot perfectly purify the black gas without any impurities. "

"The way to improve the perception of black air is not going to work. If I practice slowly, I'm afraid I won't have more than ten years, and I don't want to break through level ten. That's too long."

Wang Yiyang's thinking is very clear. To shorten the time, the only key lies in the prison of thinking.

Theoretically, this thinking prison perfectly provided a condition for him to be hypnotized continuously for a long time.

Even if he can't hypnotize others once, he will hypnotize him every day and night.

After a long period of brainwashing, anyone can be hypnotized into what he wants.

"Just like now." Wang Yiyang smiled.

He felt the thought prison, and when he absorbed the giant black feather, it also gave him a trace of pure and incomparable spiritual power.

In the words of hypnotists and mecha masters, the power of the mind is the power of consciousness.

Consciousness, perception, body, and the ternary system are not only used by hypnotists, but also by mecha masters.

Consciousness is the core, it determines the upper limit of perception and recovery speed. It ascends and intensifies both the senses and the physical in tandem.

If you accumulate more perception, it will also reversely stimulate the increase in consciousness.

The stronger the physical body, the more perception will be enhanced.

The three are closely linked. affect each other.

After confirming that the thinking building was successfully built, Wang Yiyang opened his eyes and looked at the other black-feathered giants who dared not approach.

"Since it's successful, let's grab more."

His eyes were shining with a strange light, and he looked at the black feather giant one by one.

Wherever it swept, all the giants froze and lost consciousness.

All their consciousness was instantly dragged into the prison of thinking and locked up.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of black feather giants around were all imprisoned.

Wang Yiyang stood among the crowd of black-feathered giants and looked around. Feel the huge roar that is constantly coming out of the prison of thought in the consciousness.

The traces of pure consciousness just now gradually increased, converging into a small strand of consciousness.

This consciousness is extremely pure, continuous, and perfectly integrated into his consciousness, becoming a part of him.

The improvement of consciousness drives the physical body and perception to be improved simultaneously.

At the same time, it is also stimulating Jin Dan, approaching the direction of breaking through the limit.

"In comparison, it is equivalent to having an extra me who is practicing all the time. The time for practicing has more than doubled."

"The test is complete. You can try it in reality."

Wang Yiyang was in a good mood looking at the stiff black-feathered giants around him.

Just by doing this, this thought prison increased his practice speed and shortened the time for him to break through level ten by at least half.

It also comes with other more practical abilities.

This time, the identity is considered a big profit.

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While Wang Yiyang was constantly testing his thinking prison.

Far away in the Sumil Empire, in a remote town.

In the afternoon, the rice fields are like golden waves fluctuating with the wind.

On the edge of the field, a white-haired old man dressed as an old farmer, holding a small knife in his hand, was squatting on the side of the mound to peel fruit.

Behind him, a masked man wrapped in a gray tights stood quietly, motionless, like a sculpture.

"The once strongest national knight in the empire, now he only works on his own fields and doesn't even dare to risk his head?" the masked man whispered.

The old farmer remained expressionless, stood up, and took a bite of the peeled apple.

"Young man, where are you from and where are you going back. This is not where you should be."

Although he has stepped back from the position of the strongest national knight, it does not mean that his strength has also degraded.

The eighth-level knight is still one of the strongest existences on this planet.

At most, without the support of the state, his ability to continue fighting would be insufficient.

"Knight Silas, I'm here to feel sorry for you." The masked man said in a low voice.

He walked around to the side, and the two stood side by side.

"It's a pity that you are so powerful, but you can only live in this kind of place, and no one will take care of you.

You have dedicated your life to this place, and in the end, when the new strongest knight came to power, he gave up on you.

You see, it's not fair. "

"You and I are both at the eighth level, why bother with these low-level tricks, what do you want to do, just say it." Silla said calmly.

"My purpose is very simple. I intend to integrate the resources of the entire planet and establish a group that only supports a few of us." Huilong said simply.

"That's impossible. This is Garden Star, and Hunting Bow won't allow you to do that." Sila frowned.

From level eight to level nine, a lot of resources are needed and it takes a long time.

Therefore, many wandering eighth-level people will look for suitable planets everywhere, establish power groups, and support themselves.

Among the current eighth level of Galxi Star, three of them came from this way. They are all aliens.

But now there is another Huilong.

Huilong smiled and said, "Gerxi Star is developing well now, and its wealth and resources have certain value. Why not just transform it into a trade star?"

"Trade star? There are no resources needed by the outside world here." Sila shook her head.

"Yes. We can sell people. There are many reclaimed planets, but they need a large number of people to fill them. The consortium nobles who reclaimed the wasteland don't want clones with short lifespans.

Only natural people can thrive, and more and more people are in short supply. " Huilong said with a smile.

Sira was silent. Turning his head for the first time, he stared carefully at the masked man who suddenly appeared.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course, it's just like when you secretly sold the population to Galaxy 722. Tsk tsk, with a population of 150,000, how much resources would you sell at a time? If it weren't for your operation, level 8, it would not be so easy to break through."

Huilong smiled.

"You just want to use this nonsense to threaten me?" Sira's face turned cold.

"Nonsense? Knight Sila, why do you think I didn't look for so many eighth levels, but came to you? Do you think I have no evidence?" Huilong still smiled.

Sira fell silent.

"The Patrol Fleet will not allow you to do this."

"The inspection fleet is also level 8. Do you think he is willing to be a level 8 for the rest of his life? One planet, tap all the resource potential, and support a few level 9, it is still no problem."

Huilong seems to be doing well.

"Don't worry, inspect the fleet commander's side, and I'll take care of it." He smiled.

"You haven't seen that commander. His strength is unfathomable. It's not that easy to deal with." Silla shook his head, but he was already shaken.

As the other party said, he was not reconciled at all. He failed in the struggle and lost the supply of resources. He almost cut off the road to the ninth level.

But now, as long as there is any opportunity in front of him, he will seize it without hesitation.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Huilong calmed down, "There are many things that can't be solved just by looking at your fists. People, it depends on this."

He pointed to his forehead with deep eyes.

"Until you succeed, I won't make any promises to you." Silla said lightly.

"No problem." Huilong achieved his goal, this is the second eighth level he contacted.

Next, as long as the patrol fleet commander is dealt with, the conditions can be fulfilled.

He didn't believe that someone could resist the temptation of promotion.

From the eighth to the ninth level, how much time does it take for a person.

Not necessarily successful.

Therefore, his success rate is extremely high.

Of course, accidents cannot be avoided.

If there is an accident.

Then he can only reluctantly kill the other party to avoid leaking the secret.

Anyway, there are too many space pirates, so there are not a few patrol fleet commanders who died. There is no shortage of such one.

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Near Gersh.

Patrol fleet temporary base.

This is a crude base built from the wreckage of a large number of pirate ships as materials.

The so-called inspection fleet actually only consisted of Wang Yiyang's Baisha, and a dozen or so pirates of the seventh rank who had been incorporated by him.

The entire base is like a huge gray disc, or a disc with a gap.

There are potholes everywhere, and the ground is made up of the decks of pirate ships.

Wang Yiyang walked out of the Baisha, along the simple square of the base, and walked towards the flagpole.

The flag of the Council of Stars fluttered on the flagpole, a square flag with silver stars on a black background.

A dozen or so seventh-level reformers gathered lazily below, waiting for Wang Yiyang to come over.

"Commander, when will our patrol fleet be properly rectified? There's nothing there. It's useless to stay here all day long."

The captain of the team, an old man with a beard and black eyes asked aloud.

His name is Matthews, and he is the only reformer among the people present who is close to the eighth level of perception.

It is also the strongest one here besides Wang Yiyang.

"I came here today to solve this matter." Wang Yiyang said calmly.

He wants to test whether his own prison of thinking is effective in transforming people.

"Matthews." He looked at each other.

When people hear their own name, they will instinctively look up in the direction of the call.

Although Matthews is a reformer, he still has this habit.

So he looked up at Wang Yiyang.

"exist."

Then, there was a distortion in his sensory organs, and the transmitted picture and sound suddenly went dark.

Suddenly there was a slight pause in my mind, and it seemed to be blurred for a moment.