Chapter 558 Psychology

After decades of hard work, the whole world has gradually understood a truth - strong people may not be suitable to manage a country, but they will definitely be leaders and the controllers of the highest power.

Because no one would be willing to hand over the power of life and death to someone else, especially that person who can blow to death with just one breath.

The few people who have converted to Shintoism are very aware of the limitations of their qualifications. It is difficult for them to compete with the various geniuses who have risen at the same time in the past two hundred years.

So they hibernated one after another, guarding their one-third acre of land, waiting for the day when the water drops would penetrate the stone.

Hardness is extremely easy to break, and the pioneers who rush to the front will become martyrs if they are not careful. They only live once, and those who survive to the end are the winners who can write history at will. They have always implemented this principle.

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"Are you still unwilling to lose to that person?" Chen Bo, who was in the federal capital Marinjoia, also felt the psychic fluctuations of Yun Jie leaving hundreds of kilometers away.

He didn't care at all about Yun Jie's hidden strength. Not counting the few people who were practicing hard among the people, none of the eighteen sixth-level councilors showed their full strength in the test system.

"It's too urgent. Why don't you wait another twenty or thirty years to perfect everything before leaving?" Beside Chen Bo, a man with silver hair and blue eyes, a enchanting appearance and full of neutral beauty said.

"He wanted to catch up, that's all, Mr. Face."

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Yun Jie's unexpected departure immediately caused shock in all parties. Some were surprised, some were puzzled, some were regretful, some were secretly happy, and some collapsed.

A huge power vacuum has been left, waiting to be filled by those who come after. Of course, the initiator does not seem to care about what he has left behind.

In the tangled network of relationships, a vital core is suddenly missing, but human beings are extremely adaptable. The world will continue to function no matter who is missing.

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"Are you leaving?" Outside Bran City, Yue Yu called to the white ink floating in front of him like a ghost.

He nodded.

The transformation of the earth has come to an end, and it is expected that it will take about half a year to carry out the final finishing work.

The "cells" who have been mentally living on the virtual earth for several years, after nearly ten years of adapting to the virtual reality environment, will be able to easily become familiar with their new life on the real earth, which is almost exactly the same.

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Of course, before that, Bai Mo has to deal with the Xingju who made a bet with him in the wilderness world.

As the imagined "place of enlightenment", in his plan, there would no longer be a seventh-level power in that world.

People from the earth's space layer will be reincarnated in the wilderness world when they break through to the seventh level, and the natives of the wilderness world will "travel" to this side when they break through.

The wilderness world will become a "lower world" in a sense. Practitioners from the "upper world" of the earth and moon can "descend to the earth" to experience. In turn, the natives of the lower world can "ascend" to the upper world if they break through to the seventh level.

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"Can you tell me what you are thinking about?" She asked another question.

Bai Mo's true intentions have always been a mystery, and he often does things for which outsiders have no idea why.

However, the clone he left behind at this time had begun to become a little unstable due to excessive consumption before and the need to maintain the spiritual technique of sealing the sun star spirit.

Occasionally flickering white shadows, like a lamp with a slightly poor contact, flicker on and off.

"Stay alive..."

Yue Yu vaguely felt that there seemed to be three voices at the same time in the words left by Bai Mo. She wanted to ask further, but found that the person had disappeared.

Compared to her confused mother, Yun Ru, who was closely guarded behind her, seemed to understand something. She glanced deeply at the direction Bai Mo was leaving, with a trace of inexplicable complex emotions in her eyes.

"Let's go back to our new home." After thinking several times to no avail, Yue Yu gave up thinking.

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"...Taken together, we conclude that the target may suffer from a degree of schizophrenia that explains the inconsistencies in his behavior."

"Professor Min, are you kidding me? A strong man of that level can suffer from mental illness that only ordinary people have?"

"Mental illness has nothing to do with strength. Of course, you can also call the cultivator's split personality an inner demon.

Within the upper echelons of the federation, there are some weird cultivation methods circulating, which can artificially forcibly create inner demons, and continuously achieve the goal of becoming stronger quickly by defeating one's own inner demons.

Of course, this evil way has great side effects, and if you are not careful, you may be turned into a guest. "

"Could it be another urban legend?"

"No, I've seen it with my own eyes..." The man called the professor wiped his glasses and slowly fell into a state of dull memory.

When the people around him saw this, they knew that his old habits had returned.

Every time they think of some past events, this usually meticulous professor will become like this, and they are not surprised.

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"Old Min is sick again. I really don't know who it was that left such a deep psychological shadow on him, a great psychology professor."

"I heard he was dumped once when he was young?"

"Just this little thing, at least five out of ten men have experienced it. How could it possibly make Professor Min's heart so full of holes?"

"It's hard to talk about love. After all, no one has ever been young and frivolous." A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses said in an experienced tone.

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"Don't expose his scars. In half a year, after the Great Expedition begins, most of our department's funding will be stopped?" Coming out of the darkroom, there were several people drinking tea in an institution with the name of the Institute of Psychology. Said with great reluctance.

"Since we have to leave, there is no point in continuing the research. In the remaining six months, everyone will write a summary of the results of these years, submit it to the Federal Central Archives, and then everyone will go back to their homes." The middle-aged man in a white coat Director Nian sighed.

Everyone is still very reluctant to part with this fishing department, which is of a special nature and requires a high degree of secrecy.

Their main task is to analyze Bai Mo's psychological state through various existing data and intelligence, and try to predict his subsequent behavior.

There are quite a few think tanks on the moon like them, which bear the brand name of the Institute of Psychology, but are actually strategic research departments in a sense.

The existence of Bai Mo can be seen as the embodiment of Bai Mo's will. The study of his psychology is not much different from the status of diplomatic strategy research in the earth age.

The only difference is that when they are conducting research, they must enter a specially made dark room to isolate information from the White Land.

These think tanks also have a unique nickname among the people - Bai Jia.

ps: I’m really busy this week, so I can only say sorry for the update.