Civilization of the Stars: I loaded the mod

Chapter 98 Telepathic Communication

In a quiet wooded clearing.

The girl's arm was gently placed in front of Lori's forehead, and the world of soul and will replaced the picture conveyed by the visual senses.

Suddenly, the environment in front of him changed drastically.

I don’t know when the closed eyes opened again, and the original campsite in the forest has long since disappeared, leaving only four ruins and various animal sculptures made of mud.

The sun was hanging in the sky, casting a warm radiance, and even the dark place deep in the woods that should have been reflected by the treetops was extremely bright.

The breeze blows the green grass and sways, and the fruit trees that do not see ripe fruit in reality are covered with orange, red, blue and white.

"Is this your spiritual world?"

Although there is no one around, Momoa understands that the black-haired cat-eared loli is hiding nearby and watching. When there is no sense of security, children will always stay at home.

The sound turned towards the woods in all directions, and did not stir up any movement.

The silence of this spiritual space is the only reply to her.

"This is your spiritual space. Being able to enter here means that the power you possess is also spiritual power."

Momoa turned around and kept speaking, intending to build a bridge of communication.

"The essence of our power is the same. It allows us to understand each other. You might as well feel what I think. There is no way to waste it. Even if we are silent here for a whole day, it will only be a moment to the outside world."

The ears hidden in the dark trembled, and the four channels could be heard clearly.

wow~
As if reacting to her words, a head poked out from the haystack behind the ruins, peeping for a while, but slowly emerged.

In the spiritual world, there is no dirt covering the appearance, Kaiteng reveals his original appearance.

The long, flowing black hair is smooth and shiny, without wind, and the dusty face has faded away, revealing a plump face, and the worn skirt and wide trousers have been restored to a brand new look.

"You're not lying, my sister and I often come to play in this space."

Opening his mouth hesitantly, Kai Teng still walked in front of her.

Once upon a time, there was only her and her younger sister here, but now, there is another stranger who can break in.

Maybe she is not lying, my sister and I have the same energy as hers, this kind of superpower is called psionic power, and it is not exclusive to my sister and me.

I probably really misunderstood the good guy.

This thought flashed through his mind, and Kaiteng stared at her sadly.

"Our name is Kaiten, and we are sisters. As you can see, this is our home."

"My name is Momoa, a passing traveler."

Seeing the little guy let go of his hostility, Momoa smiled sincerely, and stretched out his right hand frankly.

"I'm not here to catch you, I just want to help you. In your spiritual world, I can't hurt the master of the world, can I?"

Kaiteng paused when he saw her movements, and soon took his own hand.

The small palm is wrapped in a big warm hand, without the need to mobilize spiritual energy, the mind is entangled, and the barrier no longer exists.

In the theory of psychic energy, their psychic communication can only be regarded as superficial, but it is enough.

Mind-to-heart communication is not mind-reading, and the two show their emotions to each other clearly.

From Kaiten's eyes, Momoa saw guilt towards herself, anxiety about strange things, weakness and strength, and dependence on her sister.

And Kaiteng felt Momoa's love, pity, tolerance and determination for himself and his sister.

The more empathy he felt, the more ashamed and uncomfortable Kaiteng felt.

Just now, the blade was still bloody and Mo Ma pierced into the palm of his hand, it hurt so much, why didn't she hate me?

Thinking of this, the animal's ears drooped involuntarily.

"You're a good man, I'm sorry... for hurting you."

Tears flashed in his eyes, and Kai Teng bowed his head to apologize in self-blame.The first time she hurt a stranger who was willing to help her, the guilt in her heart urged her to make up for the other party.

"I'll go out and treat you now!"

"Hey? Don't!"

Hearing that the other party wanted to disconnect, Momoa panicked for a moment.

She has passed out physically because of the forceful suppression of her spirit. If she withdraws her will now, she doesn't know how long it will take to wake up again.

After finally entering the spiritual space, she couldn't rest peacefully even if she was unconscious.

He firmly grasped Kaiteng's little hand, embraced her body, and stopped her plan to leave.

"Don't rush, don't rush, even if we talk here for a day, my injury won't get worse for a second."

"Compared to this, let's talk about your problem first."

Holding Kaiteng's 1.2-meter body in her arms, with her head resting between the animal's ears, Momoa held her two palms and pointed to the ruins in the distance.

"You said, where is your home?"

The spiritual space and the outside world are like the gap between the ideal and the reality. There are also many gaps in the ruins. The outside world is a miniature opening, but the opening here is very large. It can already be called a small door. The internal layout can be vaguely seen. The waist can be drilled.

"Well, my sister and I have been living here, and it's very comfortable inside."

Guilt was preoccupied, Kaiteng didn't think too much about it, and his sense of identification with Momoa went further. At this moment, it was like getting a new parent, wanting to show off his toys, and couldn't wait to drag the parent to go home.

Momoa also followed the movement of her pulling, followed and got into the cracks of the collapsed ruins.

Just now, she was invited into the house by the little guy who was unsuspecting. She had a hunch that this time the goal was secure!
I'm afraid no matter what I want to do to the two sisters, as long as it's for the other's good, they will be obedient, lure them to the outside world, send them to the school, and start from pre-school courses.

Considering that they live together as psychic envoys, they might have two more younger sisters.

The distracted thoughts came back as the little guy stopped walking.

The shelter inside the ruins is very compact, the narrow space is only about four or five square meters, Momoa can barely get up at the highest point, and squatting in a short place is useless.

"There is a big wall on it, which can keep out the rain every hot season!"

Kaiteng pulled the hem of her clothes with one hand, pointed to the large rock above her head with the other, and excitedly introduced her residence.

The big stone directly above blocks the rain and covers the place where the two sleep. The gravel and rubble buried outside are piled up to keep out the wind. The slightly higher floor can prevent the ground from getting wet when it rains.

"There are also five thick mats with exquisite patterns, many thatched beds are very warm, and the two story books next to it are the favorite things of my sister and me."

"Sister, do you like storybooks?"

"Ah."

The little guy showed off so much that it made people feel distressed.

Momoa gently rubbed her hair, not wanting to interrupt her immersion in her own world.

But the two have the same heart, and the white lie is directly felt by Kai Teng.

Her excited mood was like being poured into a basin of cold water.

"Don't you like it...the aunts in the town don't like it either. Every time I want to tell them a story, they will find an excuse to do something else. Obviously...my sister likes it the most."

Oops.

Sensing the momentary depression of the little guy's mood, Momoa reacted instantly.

In the state of psychic link, facing the problem of children full of longing, you can laugh without saying a word, or you can choose to tell the truth, but it must be sincere and not perfunctory.

He complained secretly, hurriedly defended himself, and changed the topic to other aspects.

"I used to like it very much, but there are too many storybooks in the outside world, and I got used to it when I grew up."

"There are so many story books that people can take it for granted! Is there a grass field paved with fairy tale books outside?"

Kaiteng's tone was full of disbelief, he frowned and wriggled his fingers, completely unable to imagine how many storybooks could fill the spiritual world of an adult.

(End of this chapter)