Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 380 Incompetent Fury

Thrips said "hmm" in Yuanshen's communication and stopped talking.

The steel blue texture covering the surface of the vertical-eyed Liang De became brighter and brighter. The supernatural powers she lent to Liang De to find enemies were running to the limit, and there were no blind spots in the chaotic online world.

Liang De looked around, and the void was full of webs woven by strings of fortunetelling.

Even the source of the raging tide and the group of mutated soul mosses, which are still far away, are connected to Wanhua Yuanshen through life strings, like two sections of lotus root that have just been cut.

"Your golden snake is wrapped around your hand, so it can vibrate the strings of fortune telling."

"can."

Liang De gave the answer without even thinking about it. After understanding the essence of the ancient martial arts of the Eastern Kingdom, he found that the answers he gave without thinking are usually correct. There is no need to calculate step by step as before. The running memory is full.

The correct answer that can be found within the scope of his ability, he can basically give it immediately with a flash of inspiration, saving a lot of thinking time.

"I want you to resonate with the life string, pull the anger outside the source of the tide of anger, and open a path for me to go straight to the core."

Thrips used its soul power to mark several positions where the strings of fortune telling were dense, and said to Liang De:

"These places are easier to borrow."

Liang De followed her soul power to extend the Qi mechanism, and the blackcurrant amber refined natural power was like a delicate vine climbing the void, winding and snaking outwards, simulating the trajectory of the life string.

Although he saw the string of fortune through the eyes borrowed by the thrips, this thing is ever-changing and fleeting, even more difficult to touch than the mirror, the shadow of the shadow, and even more ethereal than the illusory The presence.

Liang De could indeed wrap his hand with a golden snake to resonate with the life string, but he didn't have the confidence to grab the life string to pull away his anger.

On the one hand, the life string is easily torn off by him.

On the other hand, he didn't dare to let go and strengthen the lifestring.

Numerology connection is not as simple as holding hands and taking one step, two steps and three steps. If there is a mistake in the way of resonance, the anger may be transmitted along the string of fate, let Mr. Liang experience what is the anger of all beings.

Now he is like a scumbag who is full of enthusiasm but dare not take responsibility. He has a pair of hands that want to steal money secretly but withdraw them.

The composition of that group of anger is too complicated, there are all kinds of things in the world, and there are always some that can resonate with Liang De, and create a fiery fire that burns form and spirit.

One or two sparks may not be able to burn his Martial Dao Primordial Spirit, but if the anger accumulates to the point where he is out of anger, then he cannot guarantee that he will be able to escape unscathed.

How to do it……

Liang De moved the vertical-eyed metamorphosis of Yuanshen, and changed the panorama mode to the focus mode. He no longer studied the whole picture of the rage, but put his soul power into different rages, and peeked at the anger of all living beings from a microscopic perspective. .

All beings, all beings, sounds quite mysterious, but looking at them one by one, they are nothing more than Zhang San Li Si, a cat and a dog. There are elites from all walks of life, exotic animals and birds from famous mountains and rivers, and unlicensed street vendors downstairs from your house. Three aunts and six wives, a cat named Chun, a dog that bites people... By chance, everyone lived in Lanxing together, bowed their heads and didn't see them when they looked up, and after a year after another, they were sentient beings.

All living beings may not be cute, some people have hideous faces, their lives and anger are ordinary and trivial, some Liang De can understand, and some he can't understand.

There are bursts that he thinks are reasonable, and explosions that he thinks are unreasonable.

Among the anger Liang De saw, unreasonable explosions accounted for more than half, and these can be ignored, because the strings of fate between these anger and him are too thin, and he didn't intend to touch them from the beginning.

But in those outbursts that he felt were justified, in those angers that he could understand and empathize with, there was enough fire to ignite him.

I went to a chain hot pot restaurant alone to celebrate my birthday, and sang and made a wish with my imaginary girlfriend. It was a very expensive restaurant. I saved up money for a long time, but the clerk laughed at me as crazy. It's pathetic.

A takeaway rider encountered a car accident on the way to deliver food. When the claim was settled, it was discovered that the three yuan that was automatically paid every day was not an insurance premium, but the so-called platform service fee. Out of the three yuan, the platform only used one and six cents to pay the insurance, or sudden death Travel personal accident insurance with an insured amount of only [-].

After graduating from university, I rented an apartment and went to work. I signed an agreement with the operator for a rental loan for more than 1000 annual payment discounts. However, because the apartment operator’s capital chain was broken, I was kicked out of the house by the landlord after two months of living. Not only did I live on the street, but I had to continue to pay money.

There are also new employees who were slapped in the face without drinking the leader's toast, fresh graduates who were dismissed during the probationary period because they refused to 996715, financial white-collar workers who took a taxi home in the middle of the night after working overtime for a month and were called back to continue working, and were owed months of wages of elderly sanitation workers...

These angers were enough to ignite Liang De's blood.

In the oldest blue star, Mr. Liang rarely had the chance to be angry.

He was angry because of some people, mainly his parents, Xiaoshaoer, boss, colleagues, partners... and some idiots who met by chance or unexpectedly.

But anger is just anger, and it is far from anger.

When he was in elementary school, Comrade Liang Jianguo took away his secret base for collecting cool metal parts, shells and sticks, and threw away his treasures as garbage. Liang De was so angry that he couldn't sleep all night.

That time was the longest time he had ever been angry.

The most angry one is a bit difficult to determine.

In high school, Xiao Shao'er gave the love letter he wrote to the wrong female classmate, and the father of the female classmate happened to be the PE teacher who taught their class, a national first-level athlete, and the third runner-up in the discus throw competition in the city games.

Another time, Comrade Li Weihong vowed to borrow his new year's money to play cards, saying that after winning, he would not only return the full amount, but also give him a pair of pull-back sneakers.As a result, if the old uncle had the help of God that day, he touched himself three times in a row in the last half hour. Comrade Wei Hong... ruthlessly betrayed the sacred promise!

Generally speaking, Liang De's anger is similar to the troubles of adolescence. Most of it is caused by his family, and most of it is solved by his family. It is basically self-produced and sold.

Strictly speaking, those angers can't be called anger, at most, they are more serious angers.

As for other people and things, at most it made him a little unhappy, and often it didn't even reach the level of anger. Some negative news was very annoying, but he didn't find the feeling of home from the news.

The matter had nothing to do with him, and the pain was not skin-deep. At that time, he was just an ordinary social animal, and he couldn't get angry when he talked about other people's affairs.

But after condensing his authenticity, what he believed in and what he wanted to do were magnified countless times in his heart.

How can a man's romance be a pool of stagnant water?

He will be angry, and he will be so angry that he is outraged.

Liang De stared at the anger, at the flames that could ignite him, and gradually had other thoughts in his mind.

Incompetent fury.

Because there is nothing you can do but continue to be angry.

But the powerlessness of the angry man is not evil, the evil is often the existence of those things that make the angry man powerless.

In this world, people in the world dare to be angry but cannot speak out.

Even if you can speak, you can't change the hard reality.

Resources, technology, Extraordinary... No matter how many angry ordinary people there are, it will not help. Rebellion has become an idiom that has lost its practical meaning.

The source of the tidal wave can transform the anger of ordinary people into a powerful force. Can it really only bring disasters to this world?

If I……

Liang De withdrew his gaze, and the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit was shining brightly.

He pointed to the sky, and a scale-like pattern of true nature suddenly descended!
　Thank you all and see you tomorrow! ('')

　　
　
(End of this chapter)