These three questions filled Wang Wutian's mind and could not be dissipated for a long time.
He was lifted and pulled by Zhongli Hongyi and others, and placed on a soft big bed in another room. He was alone in a daze with his eyes open, while beside the bed, Chen Yao, Zhongli Hongyi, Du Yingying and others stared attentively and thoughtfully.
care.
After a long time.
Zhongli Hongyi, Wen Simin and others went out, leaving only Chen Yao, Yan Mengji and Du Yingying in the room to take care of them.
"Brother Wutian, you must recover. Don't abandon me. I don't have many relatives anymore." Chen Yao sat next to Wang Wutian, her cold and tender little hands gently held Wang Wutian's thick hands, and murmured in a low voice.
Wearing.
Next to them, Du Yingying looked at Wang Wutian's dull face and felt a painful heartache in her heart.
Silently wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.
On the contrary, Yan Mengji stood aside, watching Wang Wutian's face and eyes carefully, with a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes, and murmured to herself: "What happened? Why did he become like this?
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"Part of the future information calculated and predicted by my supersensory perception is also changing all the time. The transition between good and bad and good and bad is constantly changing, and the fluctuations are extremely huge."
"Sometimes there is just a little bit of good omen, which is close to nothing. But sometimes, it directly gives me the feeling of great blessings all over the sky, or a terrible disaster..."
The slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was doubt in her eyes.
Yan Mengji carefully observed the subtle changes in Wang Wutian's expression, feeling a little hesitant in her heart.
"Forget it, it's better not to make up your mind in such a hurry. Let's observe for a while and see if there will be any other changes."
Considered it for a while.
She moved a stool over and sat next to Wang Wutian, silent, always paying attention to the subtle changes in Wang Wutian, and using supersensory perception to predict her own future good and bad luck.
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At this moment.
Wang Wutian, who was lying on his back on the soft bed, felt that his mind was in chaos. It was like many creatures were noisy and arguing with each other in his mind.
When he noticed Chen Yao and others beside him, all kinds of contradictory thoughts popped up in his mind.
Some thoughts affected Wang Wutian's conscious thinking, telling him that he should treat these inexplicably familiar women sincerely, but other thoughts immediately popped up, giving him a lustful and evil thought.
And then at the next moment.
Other thoughts influenced him, making him think that the humans around him were actually just delicious food.
Treat food with ferocity.
All kinds of thoughts appeared and disappeared randomly, making it difficult for him to truly calm down. He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even tell which of these thoughts was true and which was false.
At this time, he seemed to be suffering from extremely severe schizophrenia, with mixed memories and multiple personalities.
It just so happens that these personalities include men and women, old and young, animals, plants, bacteria, fungi, primitive single-celled organisms, etc. The variety is simply astonishing and unbelievable.
"Huh? This time I turned into this person named Wang Wutian, why is there no movement until now?"
Wang Wutian, who was silently sensing everything around him, suddenly felt that something was a little different.
A trace of confusion could not help but flash in his eyes.
"It always feels like...I seem to be able to control this body?!"
Such an idea suddenly popped into my mind.
Subconsciously, Wang Wutian tried to turn his neck and look to the side, and then he was shocked to find that the perspective of his eyes had really changed.
His head and neck really turned.
"I can actually...really be able to control this body?! Am I not dreaming?!"
"It is no longer that strange state where all the functions of the sensory organs are completely shared with the thoughts in the heart, but they cannot control themselves at all."
"So... is my current state real? Rather than an immersive real and illusory dream? In other words, am I... really struggling back now?"
"My name... is Wang Wutian?!"
All of a sudden.
The thoughts in his mind suddenly became much more active, and Wang Wutian's eyes changed from confused and empty to excited and excited.
He tried his best to control his body and wanted to sit up, but although he could control it on his own, he felt like a toddler, whose hands and feet were not in control.
"It's moving, it's moving, Brother Wutian is moving!" Next to her, Chen Yao, who was holding Wang Wutian's arm, suddenly shouted excitedly.
Tears of joy slipped quietly from the corners of his eyes, flowing down the smooth white skin, and dripped on the back of Wang Wutian's hands.
"Bo!"
The tears falling on the skin sounded so clear and obvious to Wang Wutian's ears.
The nerve touch on the surface of the skin is so real. From tears dripping to tears sliding along the skin, every subtle sensation is clearly presented in Wang Wutian's mind.
He turned his head slightly, stared at the excited Chen Yao, opened his mouth slightly, and uttered a few words with difficulty.
"Are you...Chen...Yao...Yao?"
"Xiaotian, you finally woke up, thank God!" Du Yingying had tears in her eyes and held Wang Wutian tightly in her arms, fearing that she was dreaming.
"mom……!"
This shout of a familiar word made Du Yingying completely relieved.
Tears immediately burst from his eyes.
"I'm fine... I'm just... a little... tired. I'll be... fine after a while. Don't... worry about me."
As Wang Wutian began to speak, his ability to speak, which had been intermittent not long ago, began to quickly recover again, from stuttering to becoming more fluent and natural.
And the information calculated by Yan Mengji's own supersensory perception no longer changes wildly.
Stable on the calculated result of good omen.
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After a brief conversation, it was confirmed that Wang Wutian was fine for the time being.
Only then, with the support of Yan Mengji, Du Yingying left the room happily and told the others the good news. At the same time, she asked them not to disturb Wang Wutian for the time being and let him have a good rest.
In the room, only Chen Yao was left looking after Wang Wutian.
"call……!"
Wang Wutian took a gentle breath, closed his eyes again, and leaned into Chen Yao's soft and towering arms.
After identifying my true self among countless vast memories.
All the troubles in thinking and cognition and confusion in memory were effectively alleviated at once. Only when he calmed down did he notice that his mental power had increased dramatically.
Spiritual introspection is already possible.
Rather than like before, we still need to rely on source power to conduct fuzzy exploration.