Chapter 186: Psychic Power Simulation

Qi didn't offer much explanation; after Lin An sheathed his sword, he pondered carefully, exploring whether there were other uses.

Psychic control of the scabbard has a limited range, somewhat shorter than the coverage of mental power, only about seventy to eighty meters.

Once this distance is exceeded, the psychic power conversion from mental power will increase exponentially.

This should be the price he pays for lacking the skill, purely relying on his strong mental power to forcefully simulate it.

After all, the Equipment's attributes state this clearly.

The Spell Energy Crystal is used to amplify skills, not to slash enemies in the void.

Among those present.

Besides Wen Ya realizing that Lin An should be relying on the newly obtained crystal ball, employing this bizarre control method.

The others were utterly shocked.

Does this count as sword control?

Especially several male Awakened Ones from the base, their eyes filled with envy and excitement they could not restrain.

Sword control slays enemies, taking heads from a thousand miles away.

This is almost every boy's dream.

"I suddenly feel that my skill, Fire Wall Technique, is really unsophisticated..."

"Like sprinkling gasoline all over the ground and then lighting it..."

"Devoid of beauty and mystery."

The Fire Element Awakening suddenly felt a bit lost; he often used this move in the academy to attract girls.

After all, the blazing Fire Wall Technique is one of the few group attack skills among the academy's Awakened Ones.

He has acted many times; even in the early stages of the Apocalypse outbreak, he deliberately rescued many female dance students.

"Yours isn't bad; at least it still falls within the supernatural range..."

The young man wearing a vest sighed deeply; his muscular build looked quite burly.

"My skill, Ant Muscles, simply means greater strength."

"I don't know why I awakened this lousy ability; I was clearly a liberal arts student before..."

"Sometimes I really feel that Lord Lin An and we are not participating in the same game."

The young man in the white vest moved among his companions, muttering softly.

"To be honest, I still don't know what kind of Awakened One the lord is."

"Even whether they are Awakened Ones is unknown..."

Several people, upon hearing it, exchanged glances; this thought was not only theirs—everyone in the base had privately discussed it.

Every move Lin An makes leaves a deep impression.

Regardless of how bloody or horrifying it is, judging solely by appearance, it can only be described as mysterious and inscrutable.

They have also seen Deng Lian of this sort, considered a rather mysterious mental-system Awakened One, but compared to Lin An's moves, it's truly hard to compare.

Zhang Tie's ears twitched; beneath his fierce and evil exterior lurked a sly, guilty heart.

Upon hearing the trainees' discussion, he couldn't help but want to complain.

What type of Awakened One is Lin Dui?

Even I, Zhang Tie, don't know, let alone you all...

Honestly working, these little brats only think about nonsense.

This time, the base dispatched Awakened Ones mostly strengthened in the Body System.

The reason is simple.

When encountering mutants, they aren't very effective; ordinary zombies can be dealt with by Mo Ling.

Their role is simply to serve as porters, incidentally clearing scattered zombies.

It's not that the base's Awakened Ones are too weak; it's purely because the places Lin An is heading to are extremely dangerous.

Like the Awakened Ones at present, they are not organized into large teams.

When they encounter mutants, they flee; such monsters are fundamentally beyond their current ability to oppose.

Only a portion of high-talent Awakened Ones can hunt mutants in small numbers.

It can be said that, before emerging from the Safe Zone, the Awakened Ones' strength is generally low and hard to improve.

Strong, but only compared to ordinary people.

Like the academy's original leaders, Li Hua and Deng Lian are already considered outstanding.

Therefore.

This is also why Lin An doesn't care much about them; he'd rather strike out and kill some "powerful" Awakened Ones to establish his prestige.

Dead is dead.

Given Long'an Base's current spiritual energy supply,

With the help of the Rule Lands, in just one month most low-powered Awakened Ones can be raised to 1 Fourth Rank.

This also counts as formally possessing the strength to oppose mutants.

The vehicle interior was pitch black; the long serpentine convoy successively entered the tunnel.

In the darkness.

Lin An gripped the scabbard with one hand, lost in thought.

After considering several options, he found that close-quarters combat combined with the Divine Spur, then splitting part of his consciousness to control the scabbard to slay enemies, was the optimal solution.

Thus, his killing speed could nearly triple.

Psychic attack, melee attack, encircling attack.

Under these three combat modes, it is enough to leave any enemy unable to resist.

However, the corresponding mental power consumption will also reach an extremely high degree.

Moreover, the combat instinct skill must be activated for assistance.

Otherwise, multitasking makes mistakes easy in battle.

Of course, this is also needed only when striking with full force.

The void-controlled sword sheath, however, makes up for his lack of long-range means.

Moreover, compared to close combat, a sword sheath that ignores defense and can attack from all angles is hard to defend against.

Attack speed is no longer limited to agility and strength attributes.

As long as his mental power is sufficient, the flight speed under telekinetic control can continue to be strengthened.

In this way, his attack speed can be said to have no upper limit.

As long as mental power is sufficient.

In an instant, one slash, a thousand strikes.

Wherever his consciousness reaches, not a blade of grass grows.

After simulating several attack methods in his mind, Lin An actually looked forward to encountering some mutants, even a corpse horde, to test his skills.

Of course, the previous empty ghost is still out of the question.

That thing is too fast; if one wants to flee, there's really no way to deal with such a monster.

But.

Second-level mutants, even top-tier second-level, Lin An has the desire to fight them.

Combat.

Not only can it hone his attack methods, his level is only a step away from second level.

Mutants are treasure all over; with good luck, they can also drop equipment.

Throwing corpses into the Spirit Energy Tower can also convert spiritual energy.

In Lin An's view, this is practically no different from a moving treasure.

Just.

If this strange idea were known to other survivors, they'd probably think he's a lunatic.

Others barely have time to dodge, yet he now longs for an opponent.

Just like that saying.

I long for a worthy opponent.

After the bus drove out of the tunnel, it suddenly brightened.

Sunlight shone again.

"Lord Lin An, a garrison point appears ahead."

"It seems to be the military zone you were looking for."

Huang Haitao stood beside the driver, gazing solemnly out the window.