strategic fantasy

Chapter 230 Curing Mr. Ji’s mental illness, or...

Cong Wen and Wu Ya were actually a little moved, but after they looked at each other, they both saw a negative meaning in each other's eyes.

After they made eye contact, Cong Wen nodded slightly, so Wu Ya also nodded seriously.

This move made several researchers nearby feel a little confused - you have both awakened psychic superpowers, right?

"cough!"

After Wu Ya coughed dryly, he reached for a pen on the conference table and looked at the researcher who had just made the suggestion.

"what is this?"

"Pen!" The researcher understood what Wu Ya meant and answered eagerly: "But if it is in the hands of Mr. Ji, it can be a sword. I firmly believe this."

Wu Ya reminded: "But it is in my hands now."

The researcher pondered for a moment and said: "Butler Bai has already practiced martial arts. You also have the opportunity to practice it. If you have the opportunity... every plant and tree is a sharp sword. Therefore, I can still believe that it is a sword."

"Look, this is the problem." Wu Ya concluded: "You don't believe it is a sword because you think it is a sword. You just believe it because you need to believe it. This is not belief."

Several researchers were stunned. The difference may not be understood by ordinary researchers about superpowers, but they are all involved in the research of mental patients.

So understand that this is a matter of perception.

Just like Ji Tianqi never thought that he was mentally ill, and because Ji Tianqi became stronger and stronger, they began to think that Ji Tianqi was "not a mental illness".

In essence, they still believe that Ji Tianqi is mentally ill, and not a minor one.

Another researcher suddenly sighed.

"Patient No. 8 Wu Jincai used to be mentally ill, but he is not now. But if we tell him that he is not actually mentally ill, but can really summon gods, we have lied to him before, and he will become mentally ill again!

The key is that he has no ability to ask God to come to his body! "

Wu Ya nodded and said: "Yes, that's the case. We can change Mr. Ji's superpower in the relevant records to travel through a different world of high martial arts. We can even use the media to spread it widely to let everyone know this.

But it makes no sense.

Just like the previous initiation and transfer experiments, we told the participants relevant information based on the four elements of transfer, but those who should fail will still fail.

But now, if you want to learn martial arts, it is more difficult than receiving the initiation and transfer of martial arts. So I think……"

Wu Ya pondered for a while before continuing: "We should find a way to prove that Mr. Ji's super power is really to travel through the world of Gaowu. At least from the evidence, it is very possible. Only in this way can we Let more people believe that this pen is a sword."

Some researchers expressed different opinions.

"This is impossible because there is too much evidence to prove that he is mentally ill. If you want to use so-called evidence to change people's perceptions, then I think it is better to find a way to make Mr. Ji change his mind."

"change one's mind?"

"Yes, I think the reason why others fail to practice is just because Mr. Ji feels that others don't believe in him enough. As long as this problem is solved, everything will not be a problem."

"In short, it is to turn the question of whether others believe and trust Mr. Ji into a question of whether Mr. Ji trusts others."

"It makes sense. It is much easier to change one person's mind than to change the minds of 100 million people."

"But the problem is that what we have to change is Mr. Ji's mind. I think this is more difficult than changing the minds of 100 million people."

Several people fell silent, recalling the countless times they had put evidence in front of Ji Tianqi in the past eight years.

For example, Ji Tianqi would take the initiative to get on the treadmill.

For example, the items Ji Tianqi brought to another world are still in this world.

For example, the food Ji Tianqi ate in another world was all provided by this world.

such as……

But without exception, they were all directly denied by Ji Tianqi.

The reason is also very strange - it’s just a projection, it’s all a projection!

He even came up with a great ideal because of this - the world needs me, and I should work harder to complete the unique mission that only I can accomplish.

He couldn't answer simple questions such as the principle of Ji Tianqi's projection, or even simple questions such as the different feelings involved.

If you ask more questions, you will be given the same very surprising reason - do you know how the teleportation superpower can achieve teleportation? I don’t know, then how can I know how my superpower works?

It’s really hard to explain things about superpowers.

When I asked him about his sense of mission, he couldn't explain it either. He could only deduce it - ask the world. It was the projection created by the world for me, not by myself.

He would also say expectantly - you have asked for the answer, please remember to tell me.

How could such Ji Tianqi's perception be easily changed?

"Actually, we have a job that we haven't done for a long time." Cong Wen suddenly spoke up and said with a smile: "Treat Mr. Ji."

"???"

Several other people were stunned. Now Ji Tianqi can get sick when he wants to, and can wake up if he doesn't want to.

The time difference is six seconds and one second respectively.

So, is treatment really needed?

Moreover, if treatment methods are used, it may affect the manifestation of Ji Tianqi's fantasy, especially when he starts to create his own martial arts.

The gain outweighs the loss.

Wu Ya's head turned quickly, and he said in a surprised tone: "You mean, we try to treat Mr. Ji just like we did in the first seven years. At the same time, just like we did in the past year or so, Provide him with props, scenes, etc.

Then, it is up to Mr. Ji himself to prove that his super power is to travel through the different worlds of Gaowu. As long as he can do this, the scope of his teaching will be expanded to... the level of a master of all ages! "

"That's right!" Cong Wen nodded and said, "Or, we can prove to Mr. Ji that his ability is a manifestation of fantasy. This will change his mind and make the transfer of skills no longer a prerequisite for trust."

Several people thought carefully and then nodded.

"Make a good plan." Cong Wen arranged: "The experiment of defining the Great Immortal as Ding Chunqiu must also be carried out in parallel. But the scale must be smaller. For example, the tree planter, hasn't he been idle recently? Let's start with him .”

While several people continued to talk about the plan, Ji Tianqi also got down to business after talking to Xiong Changqiu about his recent experience. This made Cong Wen and others' eyes light up.

……

……

"As I said before, I actually have some family background."

When Ji Tianqi said these words, his tone was confident, as if he was saying that he was as rich as the country.

Although I don't know how Xiong Changqiu feels, Bai Xiuchu and others who are watching through the monitoring equipment feel the same way.

And believe it!

Jiang Congshu had recovered from the frustration of the failure to transfer the skills. He was happy that Wu Ya was not present, and he spoke out his mental explanation in an excited tone.

"In order to create his own martial arts, Senior Brother is preparing to use his money ability in another world!"

【superpower? Cash ability! 】

The people around him automatically figured out the key words in Jiang Congshu's words.

"He abides by the law and will not forcibly ask for or snatch martial arts secrets from various sects. But he also needs to learn a lot about martial arts and stand on the shoulders of his predecessors to pick the stars on the road to martial arts."

"So, he has to pay for it!"

"A penny can't help a hero, and not all people in the world of quacks are rich. Things like robbing the rich and giving to the poor are risky, and people in quacks spend money lavishly, have no habit of saving, and are often short of money."

"As for the eldest brother, he is really extremely rich. The Daxuan court in that other world is not as rich as he is."

Jiang Congshu's imaginary explanation is different from Wu Ya's.

But everyone seemed to feel that there was no difference.

He paused and said, "Don't wait for my senior brother's request. We should prepare a large amount of gold in advance. The Security Administration must help. Those are three historical monsters."

Observers from the Safety Management Bureau Shen Shili and Yu Zhilang: "..."

Jiang Congshu didn't say much more about this and continued to explain in his head.

"Xiong Changqiu has a certain prestige and connections in the world, so he can come forward and contact people. Whether he really wants to sell martial arts secrets to my senior brother, or he is fake, it can have the effect of buying horse bones for a thousand gold."

"As long as you make a good start, it will be a smooth road from now on. After senior brother reads more secret books, he will definitely be able to create more categories and more powerful martial arts!"

After he finished speaking here, Ji Tianqi also finished speaking over there.

Judging from Ji Tianqi's very happy expression, the matter was settled.

However, he did not leave immediately, and then found a place to travel back and asked the research center to provide a large amount of gold. Instead, under the leadership of Xiong Changqiu, they started to wander around the film and television city.

"It's to visit other people, the last eight sect alliance, the connections my senior brother made. However, he still lacks trust when he talks about this kind of thing by himself.

Therefore, Xiong Changqiu needs to be brought along as a guarantor. After all, my senior brother should be one of the most wanted criminals in Daxuan. He escaped from Zhenwu Prison and injured a prefect. "

When Jiang Congshu said this, there was no worry on his expression. Except for Bai Xiuchu, everyone else was the same - Luo Xiancheng's expression was as cold as before, and it was difficult to distinguish his emotions.

It's the same sentence, because in their opinion, these are Ji Tianqi's fantasies and cannot bring him harm.

Especially the last "Dragon Thorn", which in Ji Tianqi's fantasy was one of the three most powerful confinement methods in the Daxuan Town Martial Prison, was actually nothing more than a silver needle inserted into his body by medical staff.

Not only does it not hurt, but it is beneficial.

And ordinary people can pull it out easily, let alone a master like Ji Tianqi.

They even felt that if no one had given Ji Tianqi a silver needle at that time, Ji Tianqi would have imagined the so-called "needle needle" effect.

What's the harm in riding a horse in the void?

"Are you ready?"

Jiang Congshu had no intention of continuing to explain, because Ji Tianqi's words and deeds were a bit too polite and too complicated, and the food and drink were purely social, and there was really no need to explain.

He reminded a little anxiously: "Time flows ten times faster. My senior brother may come back today to get money. What I prepared before will definitely not be enough this time."

He had a lot of savings, but it wasn't much in gold - compared to what Ji Tianqi had to spend this time.

The researchers replied helplessly: "I have applied, but there is no response yet."

Jiang Congshu was still very anxious, and others could understand why he was so anxious.

"It's not really used, there is no loss, you can't just use as much as you have!"

The researchers looked at each other.

If you talk about it before, it is indeed the case. But after Patient 11 made a discovery...

Cong Wen, Wu Ya and the others finally ended the meeting and returned to the command hall.

"Don't worry."

A big smile appeared on Cong Wen's face, and his tone was the same.

"I have contacted the central bank and transferred some reserve gold."

Central bank!

Stock up on gold!

These two keywords stunned everyone for a moment.

Except for Ji Tianqi and Bai Xiuchu, Jiang Congshu, the richest person in the audience, asked blankly: "One point, how much is it?"

"One hundred tons!"

"!!!"

(End of this chapter)