There seemed to be something wrong. The vicious leader looked down at the armor on his body. In his impression, the black aura had been shattered by him, but at the moment he lowered his head, the cruel man saw a black spot on his protective armor, which looked so dazzling.

At the same time, the man's neck was blocked by the potion, and his somewhat vague fists seemed to be about to break free from the blur. The vague pattern hidden behind the potion seemed to feel threats and challenges, bursting out the power contained in it. It was like a fierce monster in the mountain range that had been sleeping, quietly awakening, ready to resist the attack of the black aura.

But the power contained in that pattern was blurred before it could become clear. Before it could burst out its due power, it was quickly shrouded in a black aura and dimmed.

The leader of the Dark Sword Guild saw his men falling one after another from the corner of his eyes, and no one could resist the attack of the black aura. The black spots slowly spread on his armor, like ink dripping in water, and he wanted to turn the entire armor and turn himself into black.

Didn’t it be cut off? Why is this happening? What made him even more incredible is that the fist mark on his neck had no effect on the black aura!

The leader of the Dark Sword Guild felt that his whole body was hot, as if a ball of fire was burning in his chest. His breathing became extremely difficult and he collapsed on the ground. Seeing the rest of the Dark Sword Guild around him, he found that everyone, including himself, was like... like... The dead people in the plague that broke out in Moonlight City a few years ago were struggling in pain before they were dying. Black spots appeared on their hands, faces, and bodies, and the spots were still spreading rapidly. Everyone was confused, saliva flowed out from the corners of their mouths, and they grabbed their necks with both hands, trying to breathe a breath of air but were powerless.

Even if the leader of the Dark Sword Guild was much stronger than the others, this strength could only make him live a few more seconds longer and suffer a few more seconds of pain than others. When he was dying, he heard a man in a black robe say something in a trance. His voice was low and blurry, and there was nothing. With a little hoarseness and magneticity, it made people feel endless aftertaste. But he didn't hear what he was saying, and then his consciousness was shrouded in darkness and lost consciousness. Death came, taking away his life and the last pain.

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After the prayer was over, it was already dark, and Jiang Junming was arranged to rest in the care church and prepared to set off early tomorrow morning to go to the church academy in Twilight City.

Jiang Junming had a lot to ask about the bizarre experience of this day. After it was getting late, he lay on the bed and started to "sleep".

Soon, as Jiang Junming half-dreamed, he entered the six-sided rectangular space of the light brain.

As soon as he entered the rectangular space of the light brain, Jiang Junming realized that the familiar rectangular space of the six-sided rectangular space was larger than the previous space. Although it was not obvious, after all, after resting here for many years, Jiang Junming could clearly feel it. The screens on the six-sided are clearer. In Jiang Junming's opinion, the resolution should be considered high. Why did the change occur? Jiang Junming was thinking in his mind.

As if you know what Jiang Junming was thinking, the mechanical sound of the light brain sounded: "Because your mental power increases, your space grows, and your optional ability is improved."

Huh? Didn't call yourself a "receptor"? Jiang Junming immediately realized that the light brain had also changed, but what did he mean when the optional ability mentioned later was improved? He asked: "Why do you seem to be a little different from before?"

At this moment, the brain has less mechanical feelings, and more emotions that Jiang Junming remembers, computers do not have.

"In the energy matter absorbed today, in addition to simple energy, there are some other constituent elements, which seem to..." The light brain was a little hesitant, as if looking for how it should describe this change.

The voice became anthropomorphic, a little vivid. Jiang Junming listened to the light brain talking and thought to himself. He still liked such a light brain more, which was more like communicating with a human rather than a cold machine. Although the light brain before could communicate with Jiang Junming like a "human". I wonder if the light brain will have its own joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in the future after absorbing emotions, Jiang Junming guessed.

"It seems to produce and affect emotions..." After a pause, Guangma continued.

He was really emotional, Jiang Junming asked curiously: "What kind of substance is it?"

"The mental power cannot meet the requirements of analysis and deconstruction, and the receptor question cannot be answered." The answer of the light brain became cold again and mechanical. If the light brain had not said that it had absorbed some substances that could change and affect emotions before, Jiang Junming would have thought he had heard it wrong and had hallucinations.

Then before Jiang Junming asked anything, Guangnao continued to say: "Start improve his optional ability."

Jiang Junming thought that Guangwang would continue to learn the skills on the skill tree by himself. He had already learned primary anatomy, so he should learn primary pharmacology on another leaf today.

But what was unexpected to Jiang Junming was that the leaves had not changed. A holographic image projection appeared on the wall opposite him. Jiang Junming suddenly discovered that the holographic projection was actually him. His eyebrows, eyes, appearance, and figure were exactly the same.

Below the holographic projection, a row of progress bars appeared. The light flashed and began to light up one after another. The progress bar was marked with a scale, which was full of three-dimensionality on the screen, like a slender measuring cylinder. The starting scale number Jiang Junming can still see, marking 1, 2, 3...

But the light flashed extremely fast, and Jiang Junming's eyes could not keep up at all. In just a moment, the entire progress bar dimmed. Jiang Junming didn't see clearly what the largest scale meant.

"Because of the acquisition of energy, the receptors can self-regulate."

Jiang Junming was stunned. Self-regulation? What is that?

"What self-regulation?" Jiang Junming asked, feeling a little expectant and even more anxious.

"Self-regulation is to use the knowledge you have learned to optimize your body." Guangnao said, and then the holographic image opposite Jiang Junming began to rotate, and the layers of light and shadow turned into light spots and disappeared, no longer reflecting Jiang Junming's image like a mirror, but decomposing Jiang Junming's image, just like a corpse in an anatomy course.

It is the same, but there are obvious differences. The image Jiang Junming faces is not a plane, but a translucent three-dimensional structure. The skin, fat, fascia, muscles, and bones all appear clearly in front of Jiang Junming. The sense of layering is clear, just like a Hollywood movie with very high technical means. A person appears in the darkness, with a weak light, three-dimensional and layered, and looks so real that Jiang Junming even feels that he, who is standing in front of the holographic projection, has become that way.

What is this to do? Jiang Junming couldn't understand at all, and couldn't understand the meaning of light and brain.

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