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Hunter: I'm really not mind remover

The mysterious realm exuding an unknown atmosphere, the strange mind powers evolved from strong personalities, the strange and dangerous disaster bodies from outside the world, and the mind tools with different abilities constructed from things after death. This is the world of full-time hunters. A world where anyone can master a supernatural power called "mind" simply by taking a step-by-step process. However, there are very few people who can really get in touch with "mind". Moyu came across unexpectedly. One day, he suddenly heard a voice when he had just learned to "recite". "Your appearance is particularly outstanding, and your look and feel are very satisfactory. Your number of annihilations +1" "Because you chose to have a bad relationship with the Phantom Troupe, your look and feel praised you, and your memory capacity +1"

thief2022bastard_1 · Fantasy
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Crazy ability

 The voice appeared suddenly, and the content of the narrative was even more incredible.

  "Perception? How many times?"

  Mo You came back to his senses, his face expressionless.

  As a traveler, he immediately thought of the system.

  However, is this so-called perception really the existence of a similar system?

  Moyu didn't feel excited or happy because of this, but unconsciously thought about the nightmare of last night.

  The resentment that was particularly amazing in the dream left a deep impression on him.

  And the timing of this "voice" appearing is really...

  a coincidence.

  Coincidentally, he had doubts in his heart when he was here.

  Because where he is now, it is the world of full-time hunters.

  You must know that the mind power system that runs through this world is a power that can materialize "imagination" into reality, and evolve all kinds of strange abilities.

  In other words...

  if the dream last night really happened, then——

  under the premise of uncertainty about "ability", the possibility that resentment has acted on him cannot be ruled out.

  It is possible that he is still in a dream and has not woken up, or he may be rooted in the "hint" of the operating system.

  The worst possibility is "memory theft".

  The more Mo Yu thought about it, the more his thoughts became chaotic.

  It is precisely because he has a clear understanding of the ability system in this world that this dubiously timed change made Moyu think more and more complicated.

  After all, in the original work, even the ability of "killing upgrade" has appeared, so what is impossible?

  Mindfulness is full of infinite possibilities.

  Based on this knowledge, Moyu's thoughts kept spreading...

  but he calmed down after a while.

  Instead of thinking wildly here, it is better to explore the source of the "voice" with practical actions.

  If it is the existence of a similar system, it is best.

  Even if not, figure it out ASAP.

  "System?"

  "Perception?"

  "Removal of thoughts?"

  Moyou began to try to call out the voice that appeared in the depths of his consciousness.

  However no response was received.

  "Is it the wrong way..."

  Moyu muttered to himself in his heart, and then stopped trying to call, but concentrated on recalling what the "voice" had previously described.

  But after several attempts, still no response.

  "What exactly is this voice?"

  Moyou frowned slightly.

  Any system or something unknown.

  There is no such thing as a good thing in the world, and even if there is, the first reaction is not excitement, but vigilance.

  If you can't figure out the whole picture of this "voice", even your peace of mind will be a problem.

  However, before exploring it clearly, as long as this so-called "perception" will not be detrimental to him, it is an acceptable situation.

  In addition, the authenticity of the so-called "removal of recitations" must be confirmed as soon as possible.

  This is not difficult, just find a little "afterdeath thought" to verify.

  Thinking of this, Moyou sorted out his mood a little, then washed and changed his clothes and left the room.

  Coming to the corridor, the morning breeze blowing in the face brought a little coolness.

  Moyou subconsciously looked at the release pool in the yard.

  It was peaceful, nothing out of the ordinary.

  "Hope is just a dream..."

  Moyou thought silently in his heart, and then went straight to the main hall.

  Soon after he came to the door of the main hall, Moyou stepped over the threshold and walked in.

  The ground in the hall is paved with red bricks, and a vermilion beam and pillar stands on the left and right sides after the entrance.

  At the end directly in front of the threshold are three offering tables, and behind the offering tables sits a four-meter-high golden Angry-eyed Vajra with three heads and six arms.

  Apart from that, there are no other decorations in the hall, which is very simple and bright.

  Moyou looked up at Angry King Kong.

  Every time I see this Vajra, I always think of Nitro, the head of the Hunter Association, who has a hundred-style Guanyin.

  I don't know if there will be an intersection with a legend like Nitro in the future.

  After staring at Angry King Kong for a few seconds, Moyou turned to look at the altar on the left, where many objects were placed.

  There are photos, cotton gloves, DVDs, pendants and other common things.

  These objects are all relics left by the deceased here.

  Moyou came to the offering table, looked down at the many relics, and found a few faint black strands of air in just one glance.

  The intensity is almost zero, and there is no threat at all.

  Moyou directly picked up one of the photos with black air threads attached.

  In the photo is a charming and brightly dressed woman who looks familiar, like a female star.

  Turning the photo over, a line of words was written

  on the back—— "Eridine Naco, I'm so infatuated with you, but why don't you ever look at me, never, never!!!"

  "Uh... "The corner of

  Moyou's mouth twitched slightly.

  The deceased who wrote this line of words should be the kind of groupie who is crazy enough to have no reason and thinking ability.

  No wonder he can pour out his thoughts after death as an ordinary person...

  "Then, let's use you to verify it."

  Moyou's body was radiated with thoughts, and he slowly gathered the photo of "resentment" wrapped around his hands into his palms. .

  The moment when this prayer action was completed—

  there was no warning in Moyu's head that some information about eliminating thoughts appeared, like an innate instinct, it was naturally integrated into cognition—

  "Number of times of eliminating thoughts: 1/1"

  has only one chance to use, and does not need to bear any cost and consequences.

  And after completing the elimination of thoughts, a piece of "emotional fragments" with various uses will be extracted from it.

  The essence of this kind of remnant seems to be the crystallization of the soul...

  However, compared to emotional fragments, a free mind removal is the ability that is enough to make most of the world's minds crazy.

  This is equivalent to adding a "purification" skill to the battle of the psychic, which can instantly remove the psychic effect exerted by the enemy on one's own body.

  If used properly, it is a hole card that can make a Jedi comeback.

  If you don't pursue it, you can also use this number of times of chanting in exchange for a large amount of money.

  It's not unreasonable that the Master of Removal is regarded as the most precious profession.

  now.

  As long as Moyou is willing, he can remove the "resentment" from the photos at any time.

  But of course he wouldn't waste such a precious number of chanting times on a single photo.

  "Conditions for use are contact..."

  Mo You knew in his heart, and put the photo back on the table.

  As soon as the photo was put down, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.

  Moyou turned to look at the gate of the hall, and saw a bald man with a beard wearing a gray linen coat quickly stepped over the threshold and entered the hall.

  The person who came was the predecessor's father, Hawke.

  "What are you doing here early in the morning?"

  Hawke looked at Moyu with surprise.

  "I..."

  Moyou was about to find a reason to perfunctory, but he was interrupted by Hawke as soon as he spoke.

  "I've made breakfast, you will remember to eat it later, and sweep the yard after eating, oh, by the way, I'll be going out for a long time, and it may take ten days and a half to come back, during my absence. , if you don't want to receive tourists, lock the door, and don't call me if you have anything."

  Hawke hurriedly explained a few words, and then turned and left without waiting for Moyou's response.

  "..." Mo You

  was speechless for a while.

  From beginning to end, he never had a chance to respond.

  "Speaking of... Hawke can't 'read'."

  Moyou glanced at the top of Hawke's head, where there was a smoke-like life energy flowing naturally.