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At this moment, Mu Xitang was so proud that her tail was practically wagging in the air.
"Hehehe, you idiot, you don't know, do you? Look at you, so stupid. Here, I'll recommend some good books to you later. I guarantee that after you finish reading them, you'll be able to perfectly integrate into this world!"
The girl watching over them moved her lips, wondering if the book recommended by the pink-haired cult leader could be anything serious.
"But I want to go to that ghost story with my dad."
"It's okay. I wanted to go before, but I don't want to go now."
Ok?
Bai Yi was taken aback. Was there anything more interesting than taking a ride in her father's tricycle?
Glancing at the girl watching over her, and finding that the girl's attention wasn't on her, Mu Xitang quietly took out a treasure, lowered her body, and spoke to Bai Yi.
"Look at this! I'm telling you, they don't know yet, but I've already cracked the code inside!"
"This is?"
"Shh, Dame, you silly goose! You should study hard first, learn what high technology is, and then I'll show you how to play!"
Clearly, Mu Xitang found a sense of superiority in front of Bai Yi, this newcomer and "country bumpkin".
Oh, high technology!
Bai Yi didn't understand anything, but she was impressed by what she saw, so she had no choice but to follow Mu Xitang's instructions.
"But won't Dad be in danger by himself?"
The girl, who had been lost in thought, just came back to her senses when she heard the long-haired little girl worrying about Jiang Xiao's safety.
how to say.
You little rascal, you don't even trust your own father as much as we strangers do.
Cherry blossoms.
A group of experts and top medical professors in the country kept circling around a cool little girl.
Sakura, the anxious leader, could no longer sit still after hearing the news that the ghost story was about to begin.
"Hiss, idiot! After all this time, what have you figured out?"
An elderly professor pushed up his reading glasses and hesitated before speaking.
"Well, we can see that Xiaoya is doing quite well right now."
Everyone:.
Do you need to tell me that?
"What the hell I wanted to ask you about Xiaoya's talent! What happened? Is there any chance of it recovering?"
Some industry leaders all looked aggrieved.
Isn't this a case of a strongman locking up a man?
If our Earth's scientific research level could uncover the origins of "talent," we would have swept away all supernatural tales long ago!
As the subject of study.
Little Sprout was lying in a transparent glass dome filled with blue liquid, with many tubes inserted into her body.
However, he was fully conscious and could only helplessly close his eyes when he heard the noise outside.
Hey ~
Contrary to popular belief, Xiaoya was not trapped in the ghost stories like Naoko.
However, the problems are still significant.
Her talent is gone.
Although the Chosen Ones' talents are greatly weakened on Earth, they are still perceptible.
When Xiaoya emerged from the ghost story, it was obvious that her talent had vanished.
Is this not?
The Sakura executives were in a panic, running around like ants on a hot plate.
As for whether her talent can be restored, Xiaoya has absolutely no confidence in it.
Xiaoya's personal guess is that her [talent] has been ruined in order to resist the infection of the [black mist].
Of course, even if he could recover, these gray-haired old men in front of him couldn't help him.
Blue Star still knows far too little about everything in the strange tales of rules.
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However, since even his own elder brother couldn't find out such confidential information, Sakura shouldn't count on it.
There were also some extremists nearby, looking at Xiaoya with slightly excited eyes.
Since this girl is no longer useful, why not find an opportunity to thoroughly investigate her?
However, this idea was quickly stopped by most rational people!
This wasn't because they had a change of heart, but because they were worried about Xiaoya's older sister, whose fate was unknown.
It's better to be safe than sorry.
If you sleep with someone's younger sister, what if the older sister comes out alive one day?
"Let's wait a bit. Xiaoya is a hero. We can't let a hero be disheartened. Let her come out."
Sixty screens lit up, and the list was displayed in the live broadcast rooms of various countries.
[Dragon Kingdom: Jiang Xiao]
[Lighthouse: Justin]
Kimchi: Xie Buruo
[Cherry Blossom: Panasonic's First Kill]
It can only be said that ghost stories come and go, but Jiang Xiao remains a constant.
Xiaoya looked completely puzzled.
He was clearly not dead, but he didn't continue participating in the ghost stories.
Does the destruction of talent equate to being "already dead" in the eyes of ghost stories?
However, he had completely lost consciousness at the time, and he had no recollection of how he cleared the game.
[Ding, the game is about to begin. Please activate your talent effect one: Imagination]
Jiang Xiao was well-prepared this time, and the process of imagining things went surprisingly smoothly!
[Imagined character locked in]
[Imagined character locked in]
[Ding, too many imagined characters detected in the host's mind; imagination failed.]
[Ding, your fantasy has succeeded]
[Jiang Xiao's effects: Mental disorder, effects unknown.]
Nice!
Practice makes perfect, and in this way, Jiang Xiao can gain most of control over his body.
Only by imagining oneself can one control oneself to explore more unknowns.
Furthermore, if Du Lala hadn't been imagining herself in the previous round, would she have willingly given herself the [Soul Separation]?
What if it's like Patrick Star, who can't bear to part with his soul and eats it like candy?
As for the so-called mental disorder mentioned above, Jiang Xiaochun ignored it completely.
"Heh, deliberately hinting at mental disorder, trying to make me imagine myself as someone else to worsen my condition, huh? Pshaw! I'm as clever as a monkey now, do you think I'm still the same clueless newbie from those ghost stories?"
The ghost story group dismissed Jiang Xiao's brainless, idiotic talk as utter nonsense.
at this time.
A barefoot little girl in a beige dress shook the wicker chair beneath her with a dark expression.
Hehe, what do I care what you're imagining?
Talking to himself like a clown, pshaw, look at you, so capable!
Of course, she couldn't say such things out loud, otherwise she would lose her composure.
The other party remained silent, and Jiang Xiao naturally assumed that he had won this confrontation with the "Strange Tales".
And so they marched out of the white space with great pride and high spirits.
[Ding, game started. Enter the world of ghost stories, stepmother's note]
[This ghost story is rated seven stars, and the public will have two opportunities to be alerted.]
This is?
After walking out, a small Chinese-style villa came into view.