Chapter 392: We Need to Fuse

"How do we share the burden?" Qin Jian asked.

The girl looked at him quietly, her eyes very calm.

She said softly, "Originally, it was just me assimilating this soul power alone, but now you need to do this with me, which means..."

She closed her eyes, her pretty face slightly flushed: "Your consciousness must... fuse with my Spirit Sense, and then together we absorb that soul power, turn it into a carrier for consciousness, and slowly assimilate it..."

"Consciousness... fusion?"

Qin Jian blinked, the image in his mind being quite indescribable.

"Not the kind you're thinking of!"

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had guessed what he was thinking: "We are only consciousness forms right now, we can't do those things! Stop thinking nonsense!"

"Do what things?" Qin Jian blinked.

The girl was expressionless.

"Then how do we fuse?" Qin Jian asked hurriedly.

"Find the point of frequency resonance and turn our two consciousnesses into one," the girl said.

Qin Jian... didn't understand.

"Fusion is..."

The girl reached out and scratched her hair, a troubled expression appearing on her face: "This is hard to express; it's just a feeling, a feeling that we have become one consciousness."

"I don't understand..."

Qin Jian said helplessly: "Why don't we just try it? Maybe we'll understand as we try..."

The girl looked at him steadily, not speaking for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Qin Jian was puzzled.

"That..."

The girl's eyes glanced to the side: "I only came up with the strategy based on theory; I don't know how to actually do it either."

Qin Jian: "..."

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly lifted his feet and walked toward the girl.

"You... what are you doing?"

She retreated half a step almost subconsciously, her hands blocking in front of her, a look of vigilance on her face.

"Hey, no..."

Qin Jian was between laughter and tears: "I'm obviously coming to fuse consciousness with you, why are you looking at me so cautiously? It makes me seem like I have ulterior motives..."

"Oh..."

The girl lowered her hands and turned her face away: "Who knows what a playboy like you would do... I've seen countless times what you've done to those women..."

Qin Jian sighed, rubbing his forehead: "Even if I wanted to do something, I'd have to wait until you take physical form, right? Who would want to do something to an image of you that I imagined myself?"

The girl turned back to look at him: "This is the most beautiful version of me that you imagined yourself, you really wouldn't want to do something?"

Qin Jian blinked: "Now that you mention it, this does seem a bit tempting..."

"Hmph."

The girl turned her head away again.

The two were silent for a moment.

Qin Jian looked helpless: "Look, the method was your idea, you're the one who said we needed to fuse, and you're the one who doesn't know how to do it. I'm just a tool here, is it necessary to be so conflicted?"

"I don't know how to fuse, but you've already fused with several..." the girl muttered.

Qin Jian decisively laid himself down flat: "Then you do it yourself. I'm lying down now, how about you do the moving?"

The girl blinked her beautiful eyes, watching him lying there looking like he had lost the will to live, and for some reason, she really wanted to laugh.

Thus, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing an extremely faint yet stunningly beautiful smile.

But when Qin Jian's gaze looked over, she quickly restrained it; the smile that remained in Qin Jian's line of sight lasted only for an instant, as if it had never existed at all.

She walked over slowly, sat down beside Qin Jian, and then reached out her hand and placed it on Qin Jian's chest.

"Fusion..."

Her expression was very calm, making Qin Jian, who had felt quite strange because of her light touch, also settle his mind.

"The you I see is only consciousness, not a physical entity..."

Her hand suddenly slowly inserted into Qin Jian's chest.

"Ugh..."

What it felt like to have a hand forcibly inserted into his chest made Qin Jian's face turn deathly pale in an instant.

The girl was startled and hurriedly pulled her hand out.

"You are consciousness right now, understand? How could consciousness possibly be hurt by me?" she said repeatedly.

"Consciousness..."

Qin Jian closed his eyes and thought: "My body isn't actually a body, but something I imagined; the me in your eyes isn't me either, but your imagination..."

Realizing this, his complexion quickly returned to normal.

He sat up and, with some curiosity, reached out his hand toward the same part of the girl.

Watching his hand land on her chest, a flush of red appeared on the girl's face.

"Uh..."

Qin Jian was a bit embarrassed: "Why do I have a real sense of touch?"

"Bang!"

The girl sent him flying without a word, her face a light pink: "Whatever you think of in your mind, that's what it is! You wanted to touch me like this, so naturally you would have that sense of touch!"

"Cough..."

Qin Jian gave a dry cough and climbed to his feet, then walked back in front of her and reached out a hand: "Then I'll try again, this time I definitely won't think about those things."

"No!"

The girl suddenly slapped his hand away: "You are not allowed to touch me again!"

At this moment, she imagined slapping Qin Jian's hand away, so in her eyes, Qin Jian's hand fell to the ground, then turned back into mist to return to Qin Jian's body, becoming his hand once more.

"Huh? That's interesting..."

The girl's eyes brightened slightly.

"What's interesting about it! If I hadn't forced myself to think that I was just consciousness without hands, that last bit would have hurt like hell, okay?! Is your imagination really that rich?" Qin Jian said irritably.

"Qin Jian, imagine what it would look like if our hands underwent Fusion into one..."

The girl reached out her small hand and slowly placed it on top of Qin Jian's hand.

A very soft and comfortable sensation came from the back of his hand; Qin Jian subconsciously looked at the girl's expression, only to see that she was just full of curiosity.

"Do you... not feel anything when holding hands with me?" he couldn't help but ask.

The girl gave him a small roll of her eyes: "I've never held hands with anyone, how would I know what it feels like?"

Qin Jian: "..."

"Hurry up, imagine our hands undergoing Fusion together!"

The girl said: "Only if we imagine the same thing at the same time will we not make the other person feel abrupt, and the situation where you thought you were stabbed in the chest or had your hand severed won't happen again."

Qin Jian shook his head to cast aside the messy sensations of holding hands from his mind, and only then did he go to imagine the appearance of their hands undergoing Fusion...

"Hum!"

The two people's hands suddenly turned into a mass of white mist stirred together, with no image of hands at all.

"This... why did it turn out like this..." The girl tilted her head in confusion.

The ice-mountain goddess inadvertently revealed a bewildered little expression.

Qin Jian... was charmed again.

"This time it should be my fault..."

He composed himself and then analyzed: "Just now when we were undergoing Fusion, I really couldn't imagine how to fuse into one hand given our current facing positions, so it turned into this..."

"Then what kind of position is needed?" the girl asked in confusion.

Qin Jian thought for a moment and said: "I think it would be more immersive if we were one in front and one behind..."

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