"Master Du, you're awesome! The simulation field has been ruined, so cool." Gao Ming put his arm around Duger's shoulders and shook him back and forth excitedly, "Why are you still crying? I see, the simulation field suddenly ended, and it affected your mental power, right? Yes, there are still more than 200 people in the simulation field, and everyone draws 10 points, so you can at least brush 2,000 mental power. How come this damn simulation field was suddenly closed!"
He was happy at first, but after talking to himself for a while, his mood suddenly became depressed, and his angry expression looked as if he had missed out on 100 million.
Doug forced a smile and said, "Think whatever you want!"
"Don't be upset." Gao Ming tightened his arms around Duger's shoulders and consoled him, "The simulator of the pan-universe civilization is not something we can control. Things have already come to this, so think positively. After all, you still have more than a thousand mental powers to back you up. This mental power has already broken the record. I remember that when Hua Guyun first went to the alien battlefield, his mental power was only more than 300!"
"Duge, you have more than a thousand mental powers, which is equivalent to three Hua Guyuns. When you come down from the alien battlefield and become a high-ranking official in the future, don't forget to help your brothers!" Someone nearby cheered.
"That's right, that's right. You are the first person on Qiyuan Star to force the simulation field to close early." Someone said.
"Does this count as indirectly defeating the aliens?"
"Yes, of course. Once the alien technology is conquered, the next step is to conquer their spacecraft..."
…
A group of people surrounded Doug and walked out of the venue with laughter. All of them enjoyed the benefit of a surge in mental strength, and everyone's face was filled with excited smiles.
The remaining ones with sad faces did not gain any advantage.
But unlike the previous simulation, almost no one targeted or cursed Doug this time.
after all.
What Doug did was very kind.
Although he used the mental power of all the candidates to raise funds, he also distributed a portion of the mental power so that everyone present could enjoy the benefits.
Put yourself in their shoes.
I'm afraid no one present could behave so rationally after discovering such a big bug.
He didn't continue the auction because the simulation was forcibly stopped, not because he didn't want to auction...
Those who didn’t get their turn have nothing to complain about.
The most crucial point is that with Doug’s high mental strength, he must go to the alien battlefield.
Regardless of whether he could walk away from the alien battlefield alive, his status was destined to be higher than everyone present.
To offend him at this time is simply to seek death.
But think about it, in the past years of the round-robin system, except for Hua Guyun, no one who went to the battlefield in the first round could complete all four rounds...
There was a hint of sympathy, or even schadenfreude, in everyone's hearts.
Sometimes, being too good is not a good thing.
…
Teacher Hu was waiting outside the examination room. When he saw Douge coming out, he rushed over and grabbed Douge and Gao Ming's hands: "Come on, let's take the mental strength test."
Several other teachers pushed away the students who gathered around them and helped maintain order.
soon.
Teacher Hu and Doug squeezed out of the crowd and came to the room for testing mental strength.
A test.
Gao Ming's mental strength: 190.
When Doug traded with him, he did not take the 10-point commission.
He was given the same amount of mental power as the first place winner, plus the remaining 100 points of gift and his original mental power, the total amount was close to 200.
When Gao Ming saw this number, he was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
When the number of Doug's mental power came out, all the teachers in the room were stunned. The machine clearly displayed the value: 550. "What's going on? Is there something wrong with the machine?" Gao Ming walked forward and stretched out his hand to hit the machine. "It's impossible. Old Doug's remaining mental power should be more than a thousand!"
Teacher Hu pulled Gao Ming away and pushed Doug into the machine again: "Test it again."
The lights flickered.
The number appeared again, still 550.
If such a high number had been there before, it would have made everyone excited. But now, everyone knows that Doug's mental power is at least over a thousand, so the current value of 550 is a bit of a gap.
Another teacher came forward and looked at the machine: "Old Hu, is this machine really broken?"
Another teacher said, "How could a machine in the universe break down? Come, test mine."
Speaking of.
He stood on the mental testing machine and the number showed 95.
Several teachers took turns standing on the machine, and the numbers were all hovering around 90, with none exceeding 100.
"It seems the machine is not broken." Several teachers looked at each other and looked at Doug with regret, "The mental power you generated should have been deducted by the simulation field."
"This Pan-Universe Entertainment is too stingy. They can take back the spiritual power they gave out?" Teacher Hu complained dissatisfiedly, "Isn't it said that spiritual power directly acts on the soul? How can it be taken back?"
"Aliens have their own methods!" A teacher wearing glasses sneered, "Our technological level is too far behind theirs. In the final analysis, we are just their fighting beasts. Can't they do whatever they want?"
“Even if it’s an animal fight, and you fed the chicken an extra handful of rice and the chicken had already eaten it, would you cut open the chicken’s stomach and take out the rice?” Teacher Hu was still feeling sorry for Doug.
You are a chicken, and your whole family is chickens!
Doug glanced at Teacher Hu, muttered to himself, and said, "Teacher Hu, stop arguing. 550 spiritual power is not low. When Hua Guyun entered the alien battlefield, his spiritual power was only 360!"
"That's right, that's right." A teacher agreed, "550 is not low. Mental strength can only determine the success rate of possession. It's useless if it's too high. In the end, it still depends on the performance of the key words."
"It would be better if you didn't share your mental power with them." Teacher Hu said.
"Teacher Hu, that would probably result in more penalties." Doug smiled, "I think Pan-Universe Entertainment shouldn't allow warriors who are far superior to others to appear on the alien battlefield! It's good now. Gao Ming didn't get any penalties, and Yin Erchuan and the others didn't get any penalties either. With more elites from Qiyuan Star going to the alien battlefield, the chances of winning are higher."
"Do you really think so?" asked Teacher Hu.
"Yes." Doug nodded. "Teacher Zhao also said just now that what determines the final victory is not mental power, but keywords. If I get a rubbish keyword, no matter how high my mental power is, it will be useless. With more people, the possibility of getting a good keyword is higher."
Teacher Hu looked at Doug and suddenly smiled. He shook his head and said, "Okay, from now on, no matter who asks you why you divided your spiritual power, you should say this."
Doug was surprised and said, "Teacher Hu, this is exactly what I think!"
Teacher Hu gave him a meaningful look and said with a smile, "Come on, both of you, follow me to see the principal. Remember, ask for the rewards you deserve, and don't be shy..."
Hearing this.
Gao Ming suddenly became excited, rubbing his hands and asking, "Teacher Hu, can I also live in a single dormitory and eat in the canteen?"
"Yes." Teacher Hu nodded with a smile.
"Great! I said that with a spiritual power of 190, even if I'm not in the top ten, I can't continue to live with ordinary people!" Gao Ming laughed, "Old Du, wait for me. In a few days, we can be neighbors again."
idiot!
The price of living in a single dormitory is your life!
Doug rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's a rotation system. You're about to enter the next simulation field. It doesn't matter whether you live in a single dormitory or not!"
"That's right!" Gao Ming scratched his head awkwardly and laughed again, "However, with a mental strength of 190, I can definitely get a top ten ranking in the next simulation. Master Du, how about taking me with you in the next simulation?"
He winked at Doug, and his tone suddenly became more serious. "Then we will go to the alien battlefield together. I will accompany you to the end."
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(End of this chapter)