I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 432 Of course not (4326)

The previous guess turned out to be correct!
The special one is not Liu Feifei, but me!
Fang Yu suddenly understood why his mental strength could grow.

When his mental power enveloped Liu Feifei's spirit, Liu Feifei felt the existence of the magic network nodes through his mental power. Mental patients basically have high perception, and because their five senses are blocked, they accidentally used Fang Yu's mental power as an interface, and their mental power was connected to the surrounding magic network nodes.

And because the magic network node is connected with Fang Yu's mental power as the interface, Liu Feifei no longer needs to outline the magic network node in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. And it is also affected by the characteristics of the magic cube's stable mental power and the connection between the magic network nodes. It is not until Liu Feifei's mental power is exhausted that the connection is passively disconnected.

It is equivalent to Liu Feifei completing a standard Buffy training method.

But what’s interesting is that after Liu Feifei completed it, her mental power increased, and the mental power of Fang Yu, who was used as an interface, also increased.

And the growth is even greater, dozens of times more than Liu Feifei.

Now the Buffilite training method is becoming less and less effective on Fang Yu, with each improvement being only between 0.1% and 0.2%.

Every time the mental strength increases by 1 point, it is almost doubled compared to the previous time.

There can be a 0.1%-0.2% increase in progress, and this is the result of the passive effect of the Rubik's Cube.

If Fang Yu did not harvest faith and only relied on Baphomet's training method, it would take at least two years for him to be able to advance from level 7 to level 8.

Two years may sound short, but it is actually not that long.

If the arcanists of the Great Arcane Age knew that Fang Yu was able to use the Baphomet training method to break through from level 7 to level in just two years, they would probably be shocked.

They did have geniuses who were able to make breakthroughs in two or three years, but the training methods they used were all tailor-made for them, and they did not use common ones like Buffy.

But now, Liu Feifei's two accidental training sessions actually improved Fang Yu's progress by 0.5%.

Fang Yu guessed that the reason for such a huge increase might be related to the fact that it took more mental power to wrap up Liu Feifei's spirituality.

After all, if the magic network nodes are connected, there is only one wire. So far, he can connect five magic network nodes through Buffy training, which means there are only five wires.

But what enveloped Liu Feifei's soul was a huge mass.

"Dad, try to imagine separating a line from your consciousness and connecting it to those light spots. You can connect any of them."

Maybe because of his age, Fang Daqiang was not as smooth as Liu Feifei in differentiating the lines of mental power.

After trying several times, Fang Daqiang was able to barely differentiate a line of mental power. He failed several times to connect to the magic network node. When Fang Daqiang felt that he could not hold on any longer, he finally successfully established a connection with a node.

As a result, Fang Daqiang only lasted three minutes before his mental strength was exhausted and he was forced to disconnect from the magic network node.

During this process, Fang Yu tried to withdraw some of his mental power and found that if he just wanted to act as a connection interface for his father's magic network, he didn't need to completely wrap up his father's spirituality. It would be equally effective to separate out a few strands and randomly entangle them.

It's just that the feedback of mental power is indeed not as much as before, but in this way Fang Daqiang will not lose his five senses, and his listening, speaking, reading and writing will not be affected.

"Ugh~~~~~" When Fang Yu took back two-thirds of his spiritual power, Fang Daqiang vomited with a "wow" sound.

"No, no, my head feels dizzy and hurts." Fang Daqiang held his head and grimaced.

What did Dad eat for lunch? It smells so strong?
Leeks, oysters, okra...

Dad, do you really need to work so hard at your age?
Sister Le Sheng went to zz, and it will take more than ten days to come back.
Fang Yu paused for ten seconds before casting a first-level healing spell on his father. He also used an arcane trick to clean up the vomit that Fang Daqiang had vomited on the ground into the trash can.

"Oh my god, what kind of superpower is this?" Fang Daqiang instantly felt a lot more relaxed, his face gradually regained color, and he leaned back in his seat and gasped for a long time.

“Dad, what you just did, if you practice it once in the future, it will probably take about half a year, and you should be able to get started.”

Fang Yu did not retract all of his dozens of mental power lines, but only three quarters of them.

After the other party Daqiang used an identification technique, Fang Yu saw that his father's mental strength was 10, neither high nor low, and his affinity with the magic network was not that strong, and the growth rate was a bit slow.

It took me ten days to go from 11 to 12, but it took my dad at least five months to go from 10 to 12.

Although it was considered fast in the Great Arcane Age, it was the result of the Baffyrite training method running at full speed to the limit of mental strength. In the Great Arcane Age, even if some arcane families could use training venues such as the Mirror of Fear to train, the effect was far inferior to the training effect under the condition of the magic cube's stable magic network connection.

"Getting started? What do you mean by getting started? Can your super...superpowers be trained? What are the benefits after getting started? Can you give out Yasha's eight cups of wine?" Fang Daqiang's eyes sparkled, and the old second-dimensional soul that had been extinguished for many years in the cosplay of Yasha was burning brightly.

Fang Yu was no longer surprised by this. When he was seven or eight years old, Fang Daqiang had him cosplay as the hunter characters Jin and Xiaojie.

He chuckled, stretched out his right hand with his palm facing up, and a purple-red fireball floated above Fang Yu's palm.

"This, this, is this real fire?" Fang Daqiang was dumbfounded.

Fang Yu threw the fireball casually, and it hit a bonsai tree on the shelf at the entrance of Caijuezhai with a whoosh. Almost instantly, the bonsai tree was burned out and turned into ashes.

"My Thuja sutchuenensis! You little bastard!" Fang Daqiang cried out, feeling very distressed.

"Calling me a little bastard won't be good for you." Fang Yu chuckled.

He had long disliked this bonsai. When he was in the second grade of junior high school, he broke a branch of the Thuja striata and was chased out of the community by Fang Daqiang waving the broken branch.

Fang Daqiang felt distressed for less than two seconds before he became curious again: "You mean, in another six months, I can do all these?"

Fang Yu shook his head: "It's hard to say whether I can do this, but..."

Fang Yu paused and looked around. It seemed that there was nothing he could use to present to Lao Dengxian. He simply bent down, reached out his hand, and picked up a gold brick that was paving the ground. Then he applied a little force with his five fingers, and with a "snap", the square gold brick instantly broke into pieces.

"My gold bricks!" Fang Daqiang almost died of heartache.

These gold bricks were once part of the palace's inventory. He bought them at a high price from Zhu Shuilian, the boss of Hexing many years ago. The gold bricks were only enough to cover half of his study, and the other half was still wooden flooring.

"You mean, as long as I practice as I did just now, after half a year of practice, I can also do this?" Fang Daqiang asked curiously, suppressing his heartache.

Fang Yu stood up and moved to the door of the study.

Fang Daqiang frowned. What was this kid trying to do?
Just as he was about to threaten, Fang Yu chuckled, "It should be no problem to get started after half a year of practice. As for whether you can do this..."

Fang Daqiang concentrated his attention.

"Of course not, hahaha." Fang Yu said and ran away, laughing.

Fang Daqiang has been playing basketball for many years and is very agile. He picked up a paperweight and jumped out from behind the desk, ready to help Fang Yu regain the happiness of his childhood.

"Don't rush to do it, Dad. Although you can't do what I just did after you get started, it's still no problem to do this."

Fang Yu hid behind a two-meter-high Taihu stone in the middle of the courtyard, and with a reach, he grabbed one corner of the Taihu stone.

"Don't..." Fang Daqiang was so anxious. Just as he said the word "don't", there was a click and the Taihu stone was broken off by the little bastard.

"See, this will be basically the effect." Fang Yu threw down the stone in his hand and ran away.

My mother will be resurrected in about a hundred chapters, and you, Old Deng, are still so dishonest every day. Who else should I mess with if not you?

Fang Daqiang quickly jumped to the side of the Taihu stone, found the edge that Fang Yu had broken off from the pool next to it, and compared the broken surface with the original Taihu stone.

Phew, luckily, it can be repaired. But if I really get the hang of it like that guy said, can I also break this thing?

Fang Daqiang muttered as he looked at the edge of the Taihu stone in his hand. Although this thing had many holes and was easier to break, it was more than ten centimeters in diameter and not something that an average person could break.

And looking at the appearance of this little bastard, he didn't use any strength at all.

No wonder this kid can dunk all of a sudden.

Thinking of this, Fang Daqiang couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Once you get the hang of it, you have to go to the golf course and beat up your fellow golfers!

Wait, if my son takes me in, doesn’t that mean he becomes my master?

Who cares? No matter what time it is, I am still his father!
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"Bob resigned? The Mulan Resignation Project was shelved?"

On the highway from Haixi to Xingao, in the spacious GMC RV, Liu's mother, who was sitting in the middle row, looked at Liu Feifei with surprise.

Bob is Robert Iger, the CEO and chairman of Disney. Bob is Robert's nickname. Liu's mother calls him that, as if she is very familiar with Robert Iger, but in fact she has never even met him.

Oh, I have met him before. I met him at a cocktail party, but we never spoke.

Liu Feifei frowned slightly and shook her head with a heavy heart: "It hasn't been announced yet. They said it would be announced this weekend."

"Is this true?" Mother Liu was still a little bit unbelievable, "You didn't hear any sound at all?"

Liu Feifei sighed helplessly: "Mom, the highest executive we knew at Disney before was a production director, and he's gone now. Not to mention us, even within their organization, few people would know about this kind of change."

Mother Liu snorted twice in dismay.

"Anyway, let's wait and see. If the official announcement of Iger's resignation or retirement is made over the weekend, the news that Mulan's resignation has been shelved must be true."

Liu Feifei pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

Seeing her daughter looking depressed, Mother Liu couldn't help but frown.

The Ballad of Mulan is her most cherished project. Needless to say, the status of the Disney Princess film series is outstanding, and she is definitely the heroine, which is in line with the trend of diversity and her power in Hollywood in recent years.

"How about this, I'll contact Lai Gaofan and ask Fanxing. Don't they have a big production next year?" Mother Liu controlled her temper and spoke softly.

Liu Feifei didn't open her eyes either: "Don't worry about it for now, Xiao... He said that after a few days when things have calmed down, Disney will activate the Aladdin Magic Lamp and let me audition for the heroine Princess Jasmine."

Mother Liu pushed herself up from the back of the chair and pulled down the privacy window between her and the driver's cab. Her eyes widened with surprise and she whispered, "Really? I didn't lie to you, did I? Have the other roles been decided? Who will play the male lead? Is there a first line?"

Liu Feifei frowned and opened her eyes: "I don't know who the male lead is, he may still be in the audition stage, but it is said that Will Smith is set to play the role of the lamp god."

Will Smith!?

Mother Liu suddenly smiled happily.

He is a top-tier male star in Hollywood. Being able to play opposite such a male star and play the female lead, although not as good as a movie with a strong female lead like Mulan Ci, the value of this role is definitely not lower than that of the female lead in Mulan Ci.

Because The Ballad of Mulan is set in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the protagonist can only be chosen from the descendants of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the competition itself is not high.

This kind of thing has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that the probability is high, and the disadvantage is that it may cause attacks from black fans, who say that it has no value and is still the same old trick of taking advantage of ethnic dividends.

But Aladdin is different. For the female lead, Princess Jasmine, white people and Latinos can still audition. The competition is fierce, at least on the surface.

After being selected, she will issue some press releases saying that the Disney chip heroine has surpassed Anne Hathaway.

Moreover, this character is famous for her beauty. If she plays the role well, she won't have to worry about losing her fan base.

"It's just an audition. We haven't even started yet." Liu Feifei leaned on the backrest and turned sideways.

Mother Liu put her hands together and waved them up and down: "Thank God, my Cici will definitely be able to try."

When Liu Feifei turned sideways, her mother, who was bowing her head to worship Buddha, smelled a familiar smell.

Huh? Why do they look so similar...

"Cici, did he really do nothing?" Liu's mother took Liu Feifei's hand and looked her up and down carefully.

There was a hint of impatience in Liu Feifei's eyes, but she didn't dare to express it.

Indeed, even her hair was not messy and her clothes were neatly arranged.

Mother Liu didn't know whether she was relieved or a little regretful.

"Mom, I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while." Liu Feifei said in a low voice with her back to her mother.

Mother Liu suddenly realized: "Oh, okay, okay, you should go to bed first, I'll call you when we get home."

Family?
Is that big prison also considered a home?

"Fei Fei, Fei Fei, why don't you speak?" Liu Feifei's Ning Yu personality said silently in her heart.

"No, weren't you talking to mom the whole time?"

Ning Yu called out several times before Liu Feifei regained consciousness.

"What exactly happened when I was hypnotized today?" Ning Yu hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

"It's nothing, just chatting." Liu Feifei's tone was somewhat doting, and the orange-red spirit seemed to be comforting, slightly touching the light blue spirit. "

"If it's nothing, then why is it that when it comes to me, that place..." Ning Yu seemed to muster up the courage, and the light blue spirituality twisted twice unnaturally.

"During the experiment, the electric current was quite strong. Oh, there's really nothing to say. I am you and you are me. When have I ever hidden anything from you?" The orange-red spirituality belonging to Liu Feifei also twisted and turned.

Ning Yu was about to ask further questions when she suddenly felt her phone vibrate in the bag hanging on the privacy partition.

Liu Feifei reached for her bag, took out her cell phone, unlocked it and saw a WeChat notification to add a friend.

"Number 12 wants to add you as a friend."

Number 12? The robot?
Liu Feifei was stunned and clicked on the friend request. The details inside read: "Hello, Miss Liu, I am No. 12. The master asked me to add your WeChat so that I can better arrange the experiment time in the future."

When Liu Feifei saw it, she clicked the "Agree" button without thinking.

"Hello, Miss Liu. I am No. 12. I will be responsible for the specific matters of connecting with you in the future. If you have any questions, you can also contact me through this WeChat."

The pomelo flashed a sneaky yellow light, and a line of text instantly popped up on the WeChat interface on the Pad in front of him.

(End of this chapter)