The bald man Rudisarruto looked helplessly at the young and beautiful white-haired woman sitting in front of him.
If a woman only looks at her appearance and skin, she will look like a young lady in her mid-twenties, which is extremely deceptive.
But in fact, no one could guess from her appearance that she has given birth to two children, one of whom is over fifty years old.
"Mom, why did you come here in person?" Bald Ludi said softly.
Although he is very big, tall, and has tattoos on his body, he does not dare to resist at all when facing his mother.
This is not only the shadow caused by being beaten since childhood, but also the huge spiritual gap between the two.
When my mother married into the Saluto family a long time ago, she was already at the level of illumination psychic energy. Now, nearly sixty years have passed, and I don't know what level her spiritual energy strength has reached.
Now that his father has died in the war, apart from a few elders in the family, what Lu Di fears most is his mother in front of him.
"If I don't come over, your sister is going to bring shame on us, Saluto!" The white-haired woman said in a cold voice.
She wore a pure white dress with blue trim and a small cloak, with her hands hidden in the wide sleeves, which seemed to be used to hide the movements of her palms.
"It's not that exaggerated, isn't it? Besides, the man my sister likes recently has exceeded the level of storm power. It's not bad." Lu Di helped persuade.
"He has reached his limit, so what's the point?" the woman said lightly.
Hard work can indeed change a lot of things, but not everything.
"" Lu Di sighed in his heart. If anyone else came to look for him, he would be able to help cover it up.
But his mother's personal visit also made him unable to do anything about his sister's situation under the suppression of his huge spiritual energy.
Didi
Suddenly, a faint sound came from the two terminals.
Ludy quickly took it out and checked it.
But he discovered that the message tip came from his good sister Bilian Saluto.
When he saw the news, a feeling of astonishment and disbelief surged from his heart to his forehead.
Not only him, but also the mother beside him.
After seeing the change in the prompt information, she obviously couldn't calm down.
"How dare she!!?"
With a crash, the white-haired woman stood up, her voice trembling, and her face red with anger.
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Night time.
The aircraft with dots of blue light flowed like water on the huge empty track of the Silver Belt area.
Wei He sat cross-legged alone in his dormitory, holding the last six Hongling potions in his hand.
The remaining potion from before, plus the newly prepared one this time, there are still six bottles in total.
This is the maximum amount of medicinal materials that he can purchase as an assistant within the authority of the research center.
Picking up the potion, Wei He did not hesitate and drank it in one gulp.
The stinging sensation flashed away, and the cooling sensation quickly increased.
Wei He clearly felt that his spiritual power had increased slightly, but the progress of this increase was extremely low.
Maybe not even one percent.
"At least it's faster than my own cultivation." Wei He sighed in his heart.
It has reached storm level.
From this layer to the light, there is a huge gap like the chasm of the abyss.
It took many lights at least hundreds of years to complete such a transformation.
If he achieves it in just a few strokes, that would be unfair to the others.
Wei He didn't take it seriously and waited for a while. When he felt that all the effects of the medicine were absorbed, he raised his head and poured the remaining five Hongling potions into his mouth one by one.
He could feel that the effect of the potion did not produce much resistance.
But because he needs too much psychic energy now, it's not that the potions are ineffective, but that the amount they increase is too small for the overall progress.
It is impossible to ask others to grow from one meter to three meters by eating just one apple.
This is not consistent with the conservation of energy.
Soon, all the Hongling potion entered his stomach. Wei He pondered for a moment before feeling a subtle improvement that made his body seem a little different.
"It has promoted the progress of spiritual techniques by about 3%." Wei He estimated and shook his head slightly.
Nearly two million dollars worth of potion gave him such a small improvement?
He finally understood that he was far from being naturally gifted in psychic abilities.
"It seems that we have to find new potions. Storm-level potions for improving psychic abilities are much more abundant than Shadowworm-level potions, but they are also more expensive."
Wei He opened the terminal mall, and with his current authority, he searched at will. Immediately, a lot of potions that can enhance psychic abilities appeared in front of him.
Perhaps the Storm-level clones stayed at this stage for too long, so the methods they created in order to improve themselves simply dazzled Wei He.
More than thirty kinds of different psychic potions were displayed in front of him like cabbage.
And the cheapest one costs 800,000 yuan. This is simply
Wei He's heart was bleeding.
Perhaps only those with a real mine at home can easily afford such potions.
No
There is a line of warning below these potions.
'Note that the potion can only be taken occasionally to break through, and cannot be taken for a long time, otherwise it will greatly increase the difficulty of breaking through.'
"Most people don't care at all whether they can break through to the light. As long as they maintain the advantage of psychic suppression in the storm, they will naturally achieve their goal."
Wei He actually understood that many people had no hope of breaking through to the light, so it was normal to use potions to improve their progress.
Not everyone has the perseverance and perseverance to practice hard for hundreds of years without wavering.
After careful sifting, he found a medicine, the soul potion, whose ingredients were most beneficial to him.
Many of the materials for this potion can be hunted from the surface of Star 228. You only need to prepare a few main materials to meet the conditions.
In other words, as long as Wei He is careful, this kind of potion, which costs one million per tube, can completely reduce the cost to 600,000 per tube.
Six hundred thousand apiece is actually the price, which is already an exaggeration for Wei He.
"It seems that we still cannot do without the sponsorship of wealthy people like Dibang." Wei He has decided to continue being a diligent pharmaceutical dealer.
Imperial law did not allow private individuals to make their own medicines without a license.
So it would be better for him to spend another few decades to get a pharmacist certificate.
But Wei He couldn't wait so long, so he had to prepare both hands. While preparing the pharmacist's certificate, he secretly arranged it first.
"It's difficult." Even people like me who can use potions and improve regardless of the consequences find it difficult.
Only then did Wei He realize the long and despairing journey from storm level to light level.
No wonder Illumination levels are so respected and so rare
For such a long period of time, hundreds of years of destiny and sacrifice have all been staked on whether there will be a breakthrough or not.
Once you succeed, it's easy to say that the carp jumped over the dragon's gate. Once you finally fail, hundreds of years of glory, power, money, etc. will all be lost.
Such a blow
Wei He suddenly understood why there were so many hedonists in the Storm class.
After cleaning up, he drank all the white water after cleaning with the potion, making sure not to miss any drop, then he washed and rested with satisfaction and a little melancholy.
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At this time, in a high-end hotel in the Silver Belt District.
Professor Freud's daughter, Li Qingman's aunt Li Hanyue, was standing in the elevator at this time, wearing a long emerald blue dress, revealing a deep V-shaped white ravine on her chest, and her long legs were wrapped in slender black stockings, flame red.
Her lips, with their charming fragrance, were touching up their makeup against the mirror-like metal wall in the elevator.
She received reliable information that Colonel Gabriel, the director of the Silver Belt District Special Operations Division, was flying back from a nearby planet and was staying at this hotel to rest.
She deliberately made extensive connections, made friends, and used her family status and background as a daughter of light to extend her social circle, just to choose a suitable target that she liked.
Colonel Gabriel was the one who made her feel the most hopeful.
Gabriel Disaman, 271 years old, psychic level: Illumination. Born in the famous old aristocratic family of the empire, the Disaman family.
He has a gentle temperament and is knowledgeable, but his appearance was contaminated by the Star Abyss pollution beast during the battle and cannot be cured, so he is extremely ugly and looks like a devil.
Therefore, in the military system, he is also known as the Devil's Gabriel.
And appearance is Li Hanyue's biggest opportunity.
Because his appearance could not be cured, Gabriel's partner of hundreds of years left him. She was also a noblewoman of the Illumination and a descendant of a wealthy family.
Gabriel lost his love and must be in a period of spiritual emptiness at this time, and this is the stage that is easiest for him to overcome!
Li Hanyue has actually simulated many lighting level targets before this.
But this is the only one she thinks has the highest success rate.
In fact, it's not that she really admires Gabriel, but that only Gabriel, who has just reached the lowest point in his life, is the most likely person to accept her.
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The elevator opens automatically.
Li Hanyue showed what she thought was the most natural smile, walked with a beautiful figure, stepped on the soft carpet towards the room she had opened before.
And coincidentally, Gabriel, who had just come out of the room and was talking to the human spirit, also walked towards the elevator by 'coincidence'.
People on both sides happened to meet head-on.
When she looked up, Li Hanyue's beautiful eyes flashed when she saw Gabriel, naturally showing surprise and astonishment.
"It's actually Colonel Gabriel? I didn't expect to meet you here."
Gabriel was chatting quietly with his companions about military affairs when he suddenly heard someone mention his name and looked up at the other person.
"Who are you?" His face was covered with black cracks and scars that looked like burns, he had no hair, and there were several bloody, dark red wounds on his face that were slowly moving.
"My father is Freud from the University of Warsaw. He once saw the heroic appearance of Colonel Gabriel at a night banquet." Li Hanyue smiled and curtsied gracefully.
"Oh." Gabriel nodded, "Senior Floyd, I remember him, are you his daughter?"
"Yes, my name is Li Hanyue. It is my honor to meet the colonel again." Li Hanyue bowed slightly and saluted.
"Oh." Gabriel nodded.
Then, together with his friends, he passed by Li Hanyue and entered the elevator.
"I have something else to do, let's talk about it when we have time."
"Wait a minute." Li Hanyue wanted to say something else. When she looked back, she saw that the elevator door had been closed.
She felt anxious and wanted to reach out and press the door button.
But an invisible sense of terror and depression swept over the elevator instantly.
Li Hanyue's outstretched hand hung in the air unconsciously, and she did not dare to move it again.
She could only watch stiffly as the elevator doors closed and sank.
From the beginning to the end, the other party didn't even look at her. Perhaps in Gabriel's eyes, she was just a passerby who suddenly met on the roadside, a decoration.