Chapter 242: Fang Can's Wandering Mind

"This is too ridiculous; what the hell kind of martial arts are they practicing?"

Looking at the martial arts data passed by Ji Donglai, the heads of the Interstellar Federation were all trembling.

Unable to understand, unable to clarify.

On what grounds can a Fourth-Transcendence practitioner throw a light-speed punch? Where is the special theory of relativity? Save us!

And there are techniques like cursing low-rank enemies to death from thin air just by knowing their appearance and name, arrows that never stop once fired until they hit the target, and physical forms that cannot be touched unless understood...

Compared to these martial arts, the luck-based ability users next door are at least a bit easier to understand.

President Qiongming looked up and saw the extremely ugly expressions in the eyes of the other presidents.

Even without speaking, he knew these people were all complaining in their hearts about why martial arts were even more incomprehensible than superpowers.

Especially that ability to curse from a distance just by knowing someone's appearance and name; which one of us here hasn't copyrighted our own faces? The entire Interstellar Federation has only one copy.

If a player develops such a legacy after reaching First-Transcendence and then writes down our names, won't we die instantly?

"We can't stand it anymore; we must join the game after the first public beta and change classes as fast as possible," one president said, slapping the table.

Their technological side is really being hung up and beaten by the mysterious side where power is returned to the self.

A native who hasn't even left their planet can completely curse them to death under heavy security.

Technology is such an inconvenient thing!

What they can only be grateful for now is that, for some unknown reason hundreds of years ago, the Heaven-Earth Connection was severed, and all people above Fourth-Transcendence in the martial world disappeared.

Otherwise, any one of those guys would be enough to give them a hard time.

"We must have basic self-defense forces; otherwise, facing the martial arts of another world is too fragile," President Qiongming also agreed.

"Especially the players; we must explain the terrors of the other world to them in advance. We cannot let them act recklessly as if it were an ordinary game, or who knows what trouble they might cause."

After receiving unanimous agreement from all presidents, relevant advertisements were immediately launched across the entire Interstellar Federation.

Soon, citizens within the Interstellar Federation were concentratedly bombarded by all kinds of advertisements.

On one side was the game promotion for "Otherworld," and on the other was an explanation of relevant information within the game; both proceeded in parallel.

It was precisely because of the extreme bombardment of advertisements that all federal citizens learned that there was another universe, and that playing games could enhance physical fitness.

Moreover, superpower users in another world could directly affect them here, causing huge losses.

Since it concerned their vital interests, the popularity of the "Otherworld" game quickly rose to a national level, with almost everyone discussing it.

And not long after, the entire Otherworld launched a lottery for 50 million game slots for the first public beta, which was allocated among billions of federation members within a second.

And here with Fang Can, the night spent accompanying Jiang Ningan passed incredibly fast.

Because before transmigrating, his life was a straight line between two points like an ascetic, with no love from father or mother, plus he was alone and had no need to go out and play.

So for places like amusement parks and aquariums, which are must-visit spots for young couples on dates, Fang Can had never been.

This time it seemed like he was taking Jiang Ningan out to play, but Fang Can himself was also curious about these experiences, and after one night, he tried various attractions.

They played wildly until late at night before the two returned reluctantly.

When Fang Can woke up from cultivation the next day, feeling the small figure lying on his chest, he could only helplessly sigh softly.

"What's wrong? Seeing that it's not Jiang Ningan, are you very disappointed?" Hearing Liu Qingmeng frowned and said coldly.

"Of course not, Senior, please continue to replenish your magic; I will cultivate," Fang Can said helplessly.

Although he had a very happy time with Jiang Ningan last night, life must go on in the end, and replenishing magic for Hearing Liu Qingmeng cannot be neglected.

But such behavior made Fang Can feel an inexplicable sense of immorality in his heart.

Last night he was just playing happily with his disciple in various tourist spots, and this morning he was lying in the same bed with her master.

Especially since this master is actually just a fragment of the true body; the true body is a cold-as-ice older sister type, but this fragment is a cute, willful, hundred-plus-year-old legal loli who probably covets him.

Chaotic... too chaotic...

Fang Can sighed softly in his heart, not knowing how this relationship had turned out like this.

Especially embarrassingly, Fang Can vaguely felt...

It was actually quite exciting! Secretly messing around with the fragment behind Jiang Ningan's back.

'Hold it in, Fang Can, you must hold it in; don't be tempted by the red-fleshed skeleton. Where is your morality? Where is your bottom line?'

Fang Can suppressed the greed constantly rising in his heart to devour the fragment on his chest, keeping his mind focused and calm at all times.

It wasn't that Fang Can was greedy for beauty; after all, he could even withstand a 100-fold A. T. Field.

Mainly because he thought of the cold face of Hearing Liu Qingmeng in the other world, who felt the whole world owed her a hundred million, and who had recently wanted to delete his memory.

If he messed around with this fragment here, Fang Can very much looked forward to Hearing Liu Qingmeng's expression when he arrived at Great Expansion.

Just thinking of Hearing Liu Qingmeng's furious and desperate look gave Fang Can a sense of vengeful pleasure.

Fang Can discovered that after entering First-Transcendence, his spirit would subconsciously scatter, making it even harder to suppress various delusions.

When shedding the mortal body, a martial artist's various thoughts were caused by hormones within the body; as long as one controlled the hormones, it was easy to keep the mind focused and calm.

But after ascending the Path to Heaven, the whole person becomes a large-scale emotion generator; even if the levels of various hormones in the body are adjusted to zero, one can still feel various emotions.

Under such circumstances, martial artists are more prone to madness and are more emotional than anyone else.

And compared to other martial artists who only imagine things in their heads, Fang Can has refined his entire body into a brain.

That is to say, his various stray thoughts are dozens or even hundreds of times more than others, constantly in a combined state of anger, laziness, and suppressed display.

If not for the increased rationality brought by "Misfortune Turns to Fortune," allowing the heart monkey to control the mind horse, Fang Can would have gone crazy and thrown a party long ago.

Even though Fang Can's rationality told him that Hearing Liu Qingmeng had already been quite good to him, and that such thoughts of his were wrong.

But at best, Fang Can could control his body from doing anything; could he also control what his body wanted to think?

Knowing it was wrong meant at most not doing it, but he still couldn't help wanting to severely humiliate Hearing Liu Qingmeng, a figure like a goddess.

'Sigh, suppressed display...'

Feeling the mind horse becoming more and more rowdy day by day, Fang Can was extremely depressed; why had he become so down-to-earth now?

If it weren't for the 100% control over his body, he wouldn't have directly erected the sky at dawn.

Fang Can might well be able to directly support the light body of Hearing Liu Qingmeng's avatar.

'Once the demonic replenishment is complete, I'll go find the harem group's multi-tasking session for a while, or it will affect my cultivation,' Fang Can thought while enduring.

(End of this chapter)