Chapter 2 The Disease of Infinite Growth of Mental Power

Su Mu got up and sat in front of the desk. The bright red blood dripped from his nose and fell on the white paper of the notebook. The splashing lines had a different kind of beauty.

A sickly red color appeared on his cheeks, and the severe headache made his body tremble unconsciously, but he was smiling, as if he had found some interesting prey.

He picked up the pen and wrote quickly on the blood-stained notebook: "Seven days! I still have seven days to live!"

When I woke up from a dream for the 368th time, my mental power increased again. As I had speculated before, my mental power would increase every time I dreamed. This improvement is not a fixed mental power +1+1+1... ....but a percentage enhancement!

The specific amount of mental power increased each time dreaming cannot be quantified with data. Currently, I do not have the standard for detecting the value of mental power. According to estimates, the increase should be approximately one percent. "

After writing this, Sumu paused, and finally added a summary: "The fourth summary about dream conjecture.

Dreams have the property of restoring and enhancing mental power. Even if all mental power is consumed while awake, a dream can replenish it and increase the total mental power by one percent! (The increase in total mental power has nothing to do with whether mental power is consumed.)"

He stopped writing and looked through the summary of previous dream conjectures.

Article 1: As long as you fall asleep, you will dream. After waking up from the dream, the total amount of mental power will inevitably increase. This can be avoided by not sleeping.

Article 2: Reading and studying in dreams, frightening and stimulating, enjoying indulgence, destroying dreams... and other things that can consume energy and cause mood swings can effectively consume mental energy.

Article 3: The physical body is a container, and mental power is water. Once the mental power exceeds the limit that the physical body can hold, it will cause serious damage to the physical body. Specific damage manifests as headache, tinnitus, nosebleeds, weakness in the limbs, muscle atrophy, etc. .......

Snap!

Su Mu closed the notebook. He had a very clear understanding of his current situation. In short, in one sentence, he was ill. He had a strange disease that could increase his mental power infinitely. Now his physical body was already overwhelmed and could not bear it. His mental strength is increasing day by day, and he will die in seven days.

The way to treat the disease is very simple, that is to increase the strength of the physical body so that the physical body can bear the tyrannical mental power. But the problem is that with his physical condition, ordinary exercise methods have no effect at all. It is like asking a seriously ill patient to Intense physical exercise will not only not relieve the disease, but will also cause death faster.

Now, he can only rely on consuming a lot of mental energy every day to relieve the pressure on his body.

To give an easy-to-understand example, the physical body is like a bladder, and the mental power is urine. Now Sumu is in a state where his bladder is about to explode every day. In this state, it is difficult for him to even walk. Only by expelling urine can he After returning to normal and then sleeping, my bladder was full again and I even increased my urine output by one percent.

This is also the reason why he found twelve stunning beauties in the dream before, read books to study, and blew up the dream world, because he was... consuming mental energy.

Now, when he woke up, his mental power was full and strengthened.

Feeling the pain that his head was about to split, Su Mu lay on the table, his chest heaving violently, and cold sweat covering his forehead.

At the same time, a low-key and luxurious black car parked in front of a dilapidated residential building.

Pedestrians on the road couldn't help but raise eyebrows when they saw this car, because they rarely saw such expensive luxury cars in the 13th arrondissement.

When the people in the car got off the bus, the passers-by changed their expressions and quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

I saw two slender men wearing black suits with black snakes tattooed on their necks walking out of the car. They glanced around, and the pedestrians around them quickly looked away, not daring to look at them.

These two people have a fierce aura, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as ferocious.

However, what really scares pedestrians is not the fierce temperament of the other party, but the black snake tattoo on their neck. Everyone living in the 13th District knows what this tattoo means.

The Viper Gang!

The most notorious gangster in District 13, he is known for his vicious and cruel methods. Anyone targeted by the Viper Gang will basically not survive the next day.

The two Viper Gang members ignored the fearful looks of pedestrians around them, took out a wheelchair from the car, and then entered the dilapidated residential building.

When they disappeared from everyone's sight, everyone dared to breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't help but whisper.

"Why are the people from the Viper Gang here?"

"Someone must have borrowed money from usury, and they are coming to collect debts!" ​​Someone said in horror: "Did you see that wheelchair? They must be preparing to come and break the legs."

"Hey, you're confused. No matter how difficult it is, you can't borrow money from the Viper Gang. Isn't this asking for death?"

"Maybe we are really desperate. In today's fucked-up world, hey..."

"Let's go quickly. We can't see the excitement of the Viper Gang. Be careful and you may get blood all over your body."

Pedestrians dispersed like birds and beasts and stayed away from this place.

After a while, the door of Su Mu's house was opened, and two men in black suits pushing wheelchairs strode into the room.

Their eyes swept around the room, and finally locked their eyes on Su Mu's bedroom. The door of the bedroom was not closed. The two looked at each other and then walked towards the bedroom.

Su Mu, whose headache had eased for a while, heard the noise, turned around and saw two men with fierce looks standing at the door like door gods.

"Boss!"

The two men in suits shouted enthusiastically.

Su Mu frowned slightly: "How many times have I told you not to use your gang's tricks, but to call by your position!"

The two men in suits were immediately panicked and quickly changed their words: "Yes, leader!"

Su Mu nodded with satisfaction. He picked up the brown glasses on the table and put them on his face. His deep eyes became looming under the cover of the glasses, adding a bit of mystery to his vampire-like appearance.

Then the mysterious noble was ready to get up, but just halfway up, he suddenly felt dizzy in his brain, and he fell on the stool again.

The two men in suits stood like wooden men.

Su Mu said expressionlessly: "Help me up."

The two men who received the order hurried forward and carefully helped Su Mu to the wheelchair.

A moment later, Su Mu sat on the wheelchair and was lifted into the car by the two men in suits.