"Okay, it's late enough for today's troubles," Wen Rensheng looked up and looked out the window. It would be dawn in a few hours. "Let everyone go to sleep for a few hours. I will give you another game tomorrow."
Experimental teaching."
"Well, it's already 4 o'clock in the morning. It's quite stressful." Ouyang Ling looked down at her watch and was shocked. Unknowingly, the whole family had made it to this time together.
This is something that has never happened before. This shows that everyone is subconsciously afraid of disasters, so much so that they ignore the passage of time.
Just like the coming of a war, when life and death are at stake, it is normal to stay up all night.
Ouyang Ling then returned to the living room and rushed everyone to rest.
It's just that everyone is a mutant, so they don't feel sleepy even if they don't sleep for a whole day, and they are all immersed in the excitement of disaster and mutant resonance
Although they were driven back to their rooms, how many of them could actually fall asleep?
Wen Rensheng only slept for two hours, and waited until ten o'clock in the morning before gathering everyone together again in the backyard.
"This old turtle is what I brought back temporarily from Aomori Campus. It comes from the rockery lake where Zhao Han sleepwalked." He pointed at the old turtle controlled by the eagle.
Everyone stared carefully and formed a circle, but no one came forward. This may be the source of the disaster, and no one can be too cautious.
This is a virus petri dish. Who would take it lightly?
I saw that the old turtle was shrinking its head, its whole body was in its shell, and it was motionless. It looked like an ordinary wild turtle.
"Is it the one that made me fall asleep in class?" Zhao Han said in surprise.
"It's not completely certain yet, but there is a high chance," Wen Rensheng nodded, "Can you guys see if there is a streak of gray energy on it?"
"I can't see it." Zhao Han rubbed his eyes vigorously and shook his head.
"I can see it, but it's very shallow." Wu Liansong nodded.
"I can't see."
"I can see it," Wen Rende suddenly frowned, "and I can also see that there is a gray line connecting it to Zhao Han."
When Wen Rensheng heard this, he activated the spirit control technique and looked at Wu Gui and Zhao Han. Indeed, as his father said, there was an extremely bleak gray line between them.
He looked at Wen Rende and nodded slightly.
His father is a veteran of the prophecy system, and he has much more experience than Zhao Han, and the mutant he inherited is also a prophecy master.
"What, Zhao Han, there is a line connecting you and the turtle? Why can't I see it?" Wang Wenwen was shocked. She looked back and forth between the person and the turtle, but she couldn't see any line.
"Don't worry, only a very small number of alien species can have this kind of feeling." Wu Liansong shook his head.
Everyone nodded. Each alien species has its own unique ability. Alien species cannot be copied. Even if they are the same type of alien species, there will be differences.
Wen Rensheng thought for a while and said: "In this case, it seems that it is indeed the source of the disaster."
"In that case, what should we do? Kill this turtle?" Wang Wenwen squatted down and looked down, "I feel like it would be good for making soup."
Everyone was speechless. It is indeed a talent to be able to think of eating at this time.
"Okay, we'll talk about the stew and stuff later. Using this example, I'll tell you what to pay attention to when dealing with disasters." Wen Rensheng clapped his hands and focused everyone's attention on himself.
"First of all, there are many ways to classify the disasters we may encounter in our daily life. From the perspective of our confrontation, they can be divided into two categories, one is thinking, and the other is weird and without thinking."
"The former can even communicate and appear in the form of a so-called 'god', while the latter is a madman, incomprehensible, and kills or harms people according to certain signs."
"The former is more harmful, but the latter is more frightening."
"There is another way to classify them, that is, just from the perspective of disasters, they can also be divided into two categories, one is mainly based on absorbing common human emotions, and the other is based on weirdness. In fact, these two classification methods have inherent
They are unified. Disasters that absorb human emotions are often those that have thinking and goals; but those that appear as grotesques have no thinking."
"Then what kind of disaster does this old turtle belong to? It should be the former, right?" Zhao Han raised his hand and asked.
Now she is infected with it and is particularly concerned about it.
"Yes, from the current point of view, it should belong to the former. I have encountered similar situations before, and your current situation should be in the budding stage of infection. For the time being, it cannot communicate with you directly, but as the infection worsens, you
The connection with it deepens and the signal between each other strengthens, so you can hear its voice." Wen Rensheng said seriously.
"I don't want to hear its sound," Zhao Han said in panic.
"If this infection reaches its extreme, will it turn into a turtle in the future?" Wang Wenwen threatened.
"It's possible." Wen Rensheng thought of the three gray robes. The three of them were wrapped in robes and hiding in the basement. Isn't this a symbol of hiding oneself?
And rats almost never appear in broad daylight.
The infected will gradually move closer to "God".
"Ah, I don't want to become a turtle teacher, you should have something to do, right?" Zhao Han said pitifully.
"I can only alleviate it. If you want to truly solve it, you have to learn the resonance method quickly, and then use the ability I share with you to improve your resistance, and finally solve this disaster." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"I know, I'm going to read a book now." Zhao Han left angrily.
"Don't leave yet, continue listening to the lecture." Wen Rensheng called to the other party.
"Listen to the class? By the way, we weren't taken to sleep just now," Wen Rende's eyes suddenly lit up, "Could it be that the resonance method is working now?"
"I didn't sleep either." As soon as Zhao Han finished speaking, he fell asleep and was supported by Wang Wenwen on the side.
"You are really handsome for only three seconds." Wang Wenwen said with disdain.
"This symptom is more serious than yesterday. She seemed to be able to hold on for a while yesterday. Is it because the source of the disaster is close?" Wen Rende asked.
Wu Liansong nodded and said: "It's possible."
After sending Zhao Han back to the bedroom to rest, the others began to study around the old turtle.
I made comments, looked up information, and used all the available methods except for the dissection.
Wen Rensheng continued: "The Inspection Department gave me a set of methods for observing disasters, including the eagle eye technique, the spirit summoning technique, the induction technique, and a skill I discovered myself, the spirit control technique. Next, I will teach it to everyone.
Learn so that everyone can detect disasters in time and avoid them, yes, avoid them. Never come forward in person, after all, you are not me."
Everyone nodded, and even Wang Wenwen, who prided himself on being extremely smart, raised no objections.
After being shocked by Wen Rensheng's resonance method, no one would think there was anything wrong with what he said.
Wen Rensheng then began to tell everyone about the most basic observation method-Eagle Eye Technique. Of course, he did not forget to start teaching during the lecture.
He has used this method many times, and it is relatively easy to deal with most disasters and anomalies, because they are always the same. If they want to harm people or infect people, they always have to use mysterious power.
And if you want to discover their source and core, you can only use the art of controlling spirits.
Everyone listened attentively, and while learning, they could also use the vivid teaching material-the old turtle to practice.
This class lasted for half an hour. Just as everyone was listening attentively, a voice interrupted Wen Rensheng's teaching.
"What did I see? A bunch of fools are using your poor brains to figure out God and observe God. Don't you know that God cannot be looked directly at or speculated on?"
The sound came from the body of the old turtle. Along with the sound, there were streaks of gray gas, which tried to spread to everyone.
"Here we go, this is the voice of the so-called 'god'. Don't worry, a real god wouldn't speak like this. His status is too low." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"Yes, how could God laugh at people? Would anyone specifically laugh at ants?" Wen Rende said disdainfully.
Others nodded one after another, all with the same view.
"Idiots, I, I am just a messenger of God. Of course God will not laugh at you, He will just crush you to death at will!" The old turtle stretched out his head and shook it vigorously.
