who I am?

Where am I?

Where am I going?

These three questions filled Wang Wutian's mind and could not dissipate for a long time.

He was lifted and pulled by Zhongli Hongyi and others, placed on the soft big bed in another room, and was alone in a daze with his eyes open. By the side of the bed, Chen Yao, Zhongli Hongyi, Du Yingying and others stared at him with care and caring and caring carefully.

After a while.

Zhongli Hongyi, Wen Simin and others went out, leaving only Chen Yao, Yan Mengji and Du Yingying to take care of each other in the room.

"Brother Wutian, you must recover. Don't leave me behind. I don't have many relatives anymore." Chen Yao sat next to Wang Wutian, her cold and tender little hand gently pulled Wang Wutian's thick big hand and murmured in a low voice.

Next to him, Du Yingying looked at Wang Wutian's wooden face and felt a sense of discomfort and heartache.

Silently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

On the contrary, Yan Mengji stood aside and carefully looked at Wang Wutian's face and eyes. There was a hint of thinking and confusion in her beautiful eyes, and she murmured to herself: "What happened? Why did he become like this?"

"Some of the future information calculated and predicted by my supersensory perception is constantly changing, and good fortune and good fortune are constantly changing, and it is also very ups and downs."

"Sometimes there is just a little bit of auspicious signs, and it is approaching nothing, but sometimes, the perception that I directly give me is the great blessings and the evil disasters..."

The slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the eyes were full of doubts.

Yan Mengji carefully observed the changes in Wang Wutian's subtle expressions, and was a little hesitant.

"Forget it, don't make up your mind in such a hurry and observe for a while to see if there will be any other changes."

Think about it for a while.

She brought a stool and sat near Wang Wutian, silently paying attention to Wang Wutian's own subtle changes, and using super sensory perception to calculate and predict her own future good and bad fortune.

...

...

At this moment.

Wang Wutian, who was lying on his back and leaning against the soft big bed, only felt his mind was confused. It was like many creatures quarreling in his brain, arguing with each other endlessly.

When he noticed Chen Yao and others beside him, all kinds of contradictory thoughts and thoughts popped up in his mind.

Some thoughts and thoughts affected Wang Wutian's conscious thinking, making him treat these inexplicable women sincerely, but immediately other thoughts and thoughts popped up, making him feel lustful and evil.

And then at the next moment.

Other thoughts and thoughts affected him, making him think that the humans around him were actually just delicious food.

When dealing with food, you must attack fiercely.

All kinds of thoughts and thoughts emerged and disappeared, making it difficult for him to truly calm down and feel uncomfortable. He couldn't even tell which of these thoughts and thoughts were true and which were false.

At this time, he seemed to suffer from extremely severe schizophrenia, with mixed memories and numerous personalities.

But these personalities include men and women, old and young, animals and plants, bacteria, fungi, primitive single-cell organisms, etc. Their many kinds are simply shocking and unbelievable.

"Huh? This time I became this man named Wang Wutian, why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

Wang Wutian, who was silently sensing everything around him, suddenly felt that something was a little different.

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"I always feel...I seem to be able to control this body?!"

Such an idea popped up in my mind.

Subconsciously, Wang Wutian tried to turn his neck and look to the side, and then he was shocked to find that his eyes had really changed.

His head and neck were really turning.

"I actually... can really control this body by myself?! Am I not dreaming?!"

"It is no longer the strange state where all the functions of the sensory organs are completely shared with the thoughts in the mind, but they cannot control themselves independently."

"In this way... is my current state true or not? Instead of the immersive real and illusory dream? In other words, I am really struggling back now?"

"My name...is Wang Wutian?!"

For a moment.

The thoughts in his mind suddenly became much more active, and Wang Wutian's eyes turned from confusion and empty to excitement.

He tried his best to control his body and wanted to sit up, but although he could control himself, he felt like he was a toddler who was a newborn baby with his hands and feet a little out of control.

"It's moving, it's moving, Brother Wutian is moving!" Chen Yao, who was holding Wang Wutian's arm next to him, suddenly shouted excitedly.

Tears of joy quietly slid from the corners of their eyes, flowing down their smooth fair skin, dripping on the back of Wang Wutian's hand.

"Pop!"

Tears fell on the skin, and it sounded so clear and obvious in Wang Wutian's ears.

The nerve touch on the surface of the skin is so real. From the drops of tears to the tears sliding along the skin, every subtle perception is clearly presented in Wang Wutian's mind.

He turned his head slightly, stared at Chen Yao, who looked excited, and opened his mouth slightly, and he was struggling to spit out a few words.

"You are... Chen... Yao... Yao?"

"Xiaotian, you finally woke up, thank God!" Du Yingying's eyes were filled with tears, and she hugged Wang Wutian tightly in her arms, fearing that she was dreaming.

"mom……!"

This shout of familiar words made Du Yingying completely relieved.

Tears broke down the dam immediately.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little... tired. After a while... it's... OK, don't worry about me."

As Wang Wutian spoke out loud, his ability to speak intermittently not long ago began to recover quickly, from stuttering toward smooth and natural.

The information calculated by Yan Mengji's own super-sensory perception is no longer changed madly.

Stabilizes in the calculation results of good luck.

...

...

After a simple conversation, I confirmed that Wang Wutian was fine for the time being.

Only then did Du Yingying leave the room happily with the help of Yan Mengji, and tell the others the good news, and at the same time, she told them not to disturb Wang Wutian for the time being, and let him have a good rest.

In the room, Chen Yao was the only one who was taking care of Wang Wutian.

"call……!"

Wang Wutian took a light breath, closed his eyes again, and leaned against Chen Yao's soft and towering chest.

After identifying the id in countless vast memories.

All the troubles in thinking, cognitive and memory disorders were all effectively alleviated. At this time, he calmed down and noticed that his mental power suddenly increased a lot.

You can already achieve spiritual introspection.

Instead of using source power as before, we also need to use the help of fuzzy exploration.
Chapter completed!