It's time to marry someone from Earth

Mi He stood on the spot blankly, with a dazed and innocent expression.

what's the situation?
she was--

Write yourself a letter?
Oh, to be precise, it should be called a message?

But she has never done such a thing! ! !
Mihe gathered his mental power into flakes and gently covered the small light cluster representing the message.

then……

The more you feel, the more confused you become.

There is no doubt that this letter was indeed sent by herself, because the mental power is completely consistent, and it is impossible to have completely consistent mental power bands in this world, unless they come from the same person.

Mihe: emmmmm
numb.

The most outrageous thing was that she couldn't sense the time from this message.

Omega people have ten thousand ways to extract emotions. As long as their level allows, as long as they want, they can feel the strong emotions left on all objects by touching them, so as to see the past and the elapsed time.

For example, if it is Mihe in the past, by touching a cup, you can know the casting time of the cup and all the strong emotional events related to it since the cup existed.

If someone has held this cup and cried, then she can feel what the crying person is thinking, and then confirm when it happened.

This ability is so powerful that it can even be called against the sky, because it can reveal all privacy and secrets.

But very few Omega people will use it. For normal Omega people, it is equivalent to actively extracting toxins, which is no different from courting death.

No one can guarantee such a prying, what kind of tragic story they will see, and there is a high probability that they will give up their lives in place after reading it, so who would do that? !
In the past, Mihe didn't dare to use it, for fear of death.

But it doesn't mean that it won't be used. After confirming that she can absorb even negative emotions, this skill is no longer dangerous for Mihe, so she tried it on the light group of the message.

but……

"The skill is out of order?" Mihe murmured silently, "It shouldn't be."

There is only one reason for this situation. The person who sent the letter is of a very high level, at least five levels higher than the current Mihe. She is not worthy, and it is impossible to perceive the other party's information.

Mihe: "..." What's going on?
She is now S rank! ! !
What is the concept of being five levels higher?Do you enshrine the gods in situ?
And this ball of light also has the same source as her spiritual power.

This means...

Mi He was in a trance: "Can I become a god in the future?"

What a joke! ! !
In the interstellar era, become a god of der!It's not a fairy tale!
Mihe was in a mess in the wind.

And the content of this message...

—to see him with eyes and heart?Love is the only correct answer?
Who is he?
What is the only answer?What is that topic?
Riddler, please die! ! !
I've left a message, why don't you just say it clearly? !
Is sending a letter asking for money or sending a letter?Could you say a few more words?
Mihe's brain was running at high speed, turning...turning...turning...for a long time, he didn't think about anything, only got a lot of questions, and his brain cells were almost crushed.

"...Forget it, don't think about it." She withdrew her mental power, "Ask the elders after you go back."

However, she has been promoted back to S rank, and her mental body has recovered, why can't she still connect to the mental power net?
Is there something wrong with this?
——It’s not right anywhere, is it? !

Mihe's face was numb.

Since coming to Earth, things have gone a little strangely, most of which she can't understand. If it wasn't for Mihe's habit of temporarily putting aside unsolvable problems, she would probably be scratching her head by now.

Mihe brainstormed for nearly 5 minutes, but found nothing. In the end, he chose to be a habitual loser, and turned his attention to Feng's mother and the middle-aged man again.

Mother Feng was kneeling on the ground, her knees were worn out, and the expression of collapse on her face had receded, turning into a kind of numbness that was almost desperate.

She took off a ring from her hand, and it could be seen that she had used a lot of strength, and the rough movement scraped off a layer of flesh from the side of Mother Feng's finger: "You take this and sell it as your salary, Then... let’s all go, and go back to our respective homes.”

The middle-aged man bit his lower lip and took the ring with trembling hands: "Thank you...I'm sorry."

Mother Feng waved her hand: "There's nothing I'm sorry about."

If it was in the past, she would probably be extremely angry, maybe even hate, hated these people who made trouble, hated that these people came to step on her when they saw her down.

But she doesn't feel much now, hate also needs strength, she doesn't have that kind of energy now.

There is a saying that people are about to die, and their words are good. Although Feng's mother is not sick or disaster, she feels that she has reached a dead end.

She stood up staggeringly on the ground and walked back to the main house. Mi He pondered for a moment, then followed in quietly.

The living room was in chaos, like locusts passing through.

Mother Feng stood in front of a family portrait for a long time, slowly raised her hand and touched the corner of her eyes, then stared at her fingertips in a daze, as if she was surprised that there were no tears.

Mihe's mood was inexplicable, he didn't feel sad, and he didn't have much sympathy, but he felt a little stuffy in his heart.

She withdrew her spiritual power and revealed her figure: "Mrs. Feng, is it convenient for us to talk?"

Mother Feng was startled for a moment, then turned around in astonishment: "It's you?"

She should have been surprised, even frightened, because Mihe's sudden appearance itself was an unscientific thing, but in fact, she was only stunned for a moment.

It's not that there was no abnormality, it's just that I don't care about anything.

Mother Feng didn't wait for Mi He's answer, she bent her mouth again, and smiled bitterly: "It would be great if you really killed him at the beginning." At least in that way, Feng Jinyi will be a good son throughout his life.

"..." Mihe was silent for a few seconds, "I want to know the whereabouts of Feng Jinyi."

When she said this, she actually didn't have any hope. Feng's mother couldn't contact Feng Jinyi because she had seen it with her own eyes. That human male abandoned his parents who gave birth to him and raised him.

Mother Feng walked to the sofa, bent down to wipe off the footprints on it, then turned and sat down: "Sorry, we don't have the conditions to entertain you right now, please forgive me."

She looked more like a noble lady than ever before, decent and elegant, no matter how embarrassing she looked, her spine was straight, as if she was trying her best to keep her last dignity.

"I want to find him more than you do."

Then ask the last question, what are parents in his eyes, and what is family affection in his eyes.

Mother Feng twitched the corners of her mouth, and admitted for the first time in her life: "We didn't teach him well."

She paused, and laughed at herself, "It's probably because his father and I failed to set a good example for him."

Mihe was sure that Fengmu's words were true, but just in case, she hypnotized Fengmu and asked for details when the other party was unconscious.

"Is he really not showing any abnormalities?"

Mother Feng replied obediently: "No, at least in terms of whereabouts..."

She stopped suddenly, with a look of bewilderment on her empty face.

Mihe took a tight breath: "What did you think of?"

"Not long ago, he suddenly asked for the contact information of many overseas research institutions. His father told me about it, and he just mentioned it in passing."

Mihe frowned.

Research institute?Or overseas?

This kind of question and answer went on for nearly half an hour, and after confirming that there was no more news from Feng's mother, Mihe lifted the hypnosis and erased the part of her memory about her appearance.

Before leaving, Mihe hesitated for a moment, and still gave Feng Mu a hint.

--Live well.