I am Jinshan Youxia

"Look, I just silently added my information to the minds of your family members. Not much is needed, and they will automatically fill in the blanks with my purpose."

"You're wasting your talent." His words carried no sarcasm, but rather a deep sense of regret.

Souichi tries to use his spiritual power to awaken his family and capture them, but in the end he only sees countless phantoms existing simultaneously in the house.

“The mind network is powerful, but if you don’t focus on developing your own abilities, you’ll only ever be where you are now.”

Mr. Matsui's phantoms spoke in unison.

Sweat beaded on Shuangyi's forehead. From the other party's signature mind illusion, he learned the identity of this stranger—

Keiichi Matsui is a legendary sorcerer who single-handedly subdued the American sorcerers, one of the four leaders of the church, the right-hand man of the Lord of the Microbiome, and the head of the Investigation Bureau.

"In His Highness's words, there isn't enough room for so many people."

Matsui Keiichi looked at the boy in front of him with a smile, and said in a leisurely voice, "If you want to go further on the path of the heart, the first thing you need to do is to conceal your thoughts."

“I could sense your overactive mind from several kilometers away, otherwise I really wouldn’t have been able to find you so quickly.”

"Mind hacker".

Shuang's face was ashen; it seemed his two-month-long ultimate prank had come to an end. He bit down hard on the nail and asked, "Why would someone as important as you come to see me personally?"

If it weren't for the appearance of this strongest psychic in the world, he could have struggled a little longer.

Matsui Keiichi put down his teacup, stood up gracefully, and all the phantoms vanished at once. He said:

"His Highness wishes to see you."

Chapter 348 Dilemma

An hour later, at the Kanagawa Prefecture laboratory.

"Your name is Shuangyi?"

Zhang Chengyi looked at the gloomy boy in front of him, who was just over ten years old, with great interest. He was quite different from the Junji Ito version of "Souichi" that Zhang Chengyi remembered, who liked to play pranks and curse others.

Not only are their abilities different, but they are also several years apart in age.

Considering the existence of many parallel worlds in this setting, I'm guessing it might not be the one from the comics? Or maybe it's just not old enough yet?

"Yes."

Souichi's voice was weak and listless. He had been brought here from his home by an investigator using telekinesis. During the journey, the investigator learned that he was a mind hacker who had been tricked before, so he secretly removed some of his defenses, leaving Souichi feeling dizzy and disoriented.

He was just an average kid with average physical abilities and almost fainted on the spot. Fortunately, the investigators quickly noticed his vulnerability and protected him in time, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have made it there alive.

"Mind hacker, not bad at all," Zhang Chengyi said cheerfully.

He's always been more lenient with children than with adults. Even if he's going to punish this kid, his attitude will be much better, and he'll be willing to say a few more words.

Hmm, it might also be related to the fact that this kid is a familiar character in the story.

Shuangyi glanced up at Zhang Chengyi, who was wearing a white coat and using the body of a beautiful woman, and asked, "Are you His Highness?"

How could he remember that the Lord of the Microbiome was a green-haired man, and that he didn't have any of the heartfelt submission and sense of oppression that others on the Mind Network had mentioned?

"This is just one of my bodies."

Zhang Chengyi explained that the bodies he created were mostly from unlucky souls whose minds were highly twisted but who were not entangled by other out-of-control rules and ultimately chose to commit suicide.

There aren't many people like that. The main problem is that out-of-control rules instinctively prey on people with highly distorted minds. Some people with highly distorted minds may even change or create out-of-control rules.

He found more than twenty usable bodies in all of Japan, so there was definitely nothing to be picky about; he had to use both men and women.

Of course, this situation is also closely related to the spread of superhuman bacteria and the fact that law enforcement agencies are maintaining order around the world. After being implanted with superhuman bacteria, even if one's mind was previously despondent and corrupted, one will gradually come to terms with it.

He wasn't the kind of modder who would deliberately kill people for the sake of a body; he was, after all, a Kingsoft Game Ranger.

There are tens of thousands of people who have overcome the fear of death, received the implantation of extraordinary bacteria, and returned from the brink of death to live a normal life.

"Oh," Shuangyi blinked and asked, "What are you going to do to me?"

He had realized that no one wanted to kill him.

He's a kid with potential. Keiichi Matsui himself said that he's not as good as him in mind network applications. Perhaps he can become a super trickster who is admired by everyone!

Zhang Chengyi laughed. This kid was indeed quite clever. He reached out and tapped Shuangyi's forehead, then turned to look at Matsui Keiichi beside him and said:

"Matsui, he's in your hands now."

If he didn't want to see the characters in the story firsthand and to feel whether this kid had any uncontrolled rules, he probably wouldn't have met with Souichi.

Compared to other things, mind hacking is definitely a minor matter.

He only took a look because it might involve rules that could get out of control. It seems there are no problems now, but we'll have to wait and see.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness," Matsui Keiichi said, bowing.

Just as Shuangyi was about to say something, his eyes went completely vacant, and he staggered toward the door. At the age of ten, he could only be manipulated by the sorcerer.

After the two people, one big and one small, left, Zhang Chengyi flicked the special mind-based bacteria he had extracted from Shuangyi's body into a test tube and said to his assistant, "Send it to the N City base."

He suspected that the microbial community within his twin body had mutated; something felt off to him just now.

However, even if there are any problems, you can rest assured that they are by Matsui Keiichi's side; the title of trickster is not given lightly.

"Next up is the moon..."

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The Moon, the City of Fungi, the First Divine Descent Avenue.

“Hmm~” Zhang Chengyi strolled along the road covered with gray, hard moss.

His two bodies have been in a dormant state since they were sent to the moon from the mushroom. There aren't enough [mold] infected people nearby, and there isn't enough environment for him to become active.

After meeting the requirements a few days ago, he has been busy dealing with the out-of-control rules and has forgotten about his body.

I only recently had some free time, so I decided to try and revitalize my body.

Both bodies that were sent up belonged to the most stupid enhanced bacterial species type, which was not very effective against most out-of-control rules, so it wouldn't hurt to send them up even if they were lost.

"Your Highness." Every now and then, a symbiotic microorganism by the roadside would bow and greet him.

Zhang Chengyi smiled and nodded in acknowledgment. There are still not many people on the moon. The total number is just over a thousand, and they are mostly concentrated in the microbial community, with a small number exploring other places.

This city was built by more than 500 symbiotic fungi under the guidance of the mushroom people. It took about two months to build and it is quite large. Unfortunately, a city made of mushrooms always has its problems. These residents, with their diverse backgrounds, have been dealing with the troubles of the mushroom city since the first day it was built, and they still haven't been able to solve them once and for all.

Meteorites and space debris falling from the sky from time to time, uncontrolled bacterial carpets suddenly appearing around the city, and excessive or interrupted supply of oxygen and water.

Fortunately, all the residents are powerful superhumans, so they don't have to worry about being killed by the occasional accident, but getting injured is a very common occurrence.

"The Earth looks beautiful from this angle, just as it always has."

Zhang Chengyi looked up at the Earth in the sky. Even though he had seen other worlds countless times, standing on the moon and looking at the Earth again still evoked some feelings of awe.

The exploration of the boundless universe begins here.

He quickened his pace and soon left the Divine Descent Avenue—

That's where he landed on his aircraft-shaped mushroom. Since his body was in a deep sleep, the symbiotic microorganisms started building a city nearby.

Because they had to protect the sleeping bodies, almost everyone lived on or near the Divine Descent Avenue. After leaving, they felt the desolation. The huge mushroom city was empty. The city could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, but there were only a thousand. It was hard for it not to be empty.

The city's layout is very similar to Tokyo's, and the mushroom-like people have no creativity; they're just copying.

"Pfft!" The moss on the ground not far away was broken through by the fungal carpet underground, and several tentacles grew out, swaying around and trying to devour the things around them.

"Thump!" The two buildings were swept down and smashed on the spot, quickly turning gray and white and reverting to their mushroom-like form.

The patrolling security team in the sky used their telekinesis to swiftly subdue and sever the tentacles of the fungal carpet, then left with the tentacles.

"Indeed, this is troublesome."

Zhang Chengyi could probably understand why the next step of colonization had not yet taken place.

Chapter 349 I'll do it.

One hour and seventeen minutes.

Zhang Chengyi spent one hour and seventeen minutes walking through the entire Moon Fungus City, witnessing a total of eight accidents.

On average, there is an accident every ten minutes.

This includes, but is not limited to, mycelium mat rampage, gravity mushroom runaway, and replication mushroom instantaneous over-oxygenation and water production...

Specific manifestations include the growth of tentacles from the fungal carpet, the sudden crushing of buildings by a gravitational field, the instantaneous explosion of a large amount of highly concentrated oxygen, and the complete destruction of an entire street.

Through observation, Zhang Chengyi had almost figured out the root cause of the accident.

The internal structure of any mushroom is exceptionally intricate, but the mat, as a substance capable of detaching itself from the moldy mind and nourishing any mushroom by consuming matter, is essentially capable of existing independently of the mushroom colony. Even if forcibly controlled by the mushroom colony, instinct will eventually prevail over control.

Unless the creep's insatiable appetite can be satisfied, it will only become increasingly difficult to control.

Mushrooms that rely on the mat for nourishment will experience physical problems if their delicate internal structure is slightly damaged by the unpredictable and often erratic mat.

This is a ticking time bomb.

Zhang Chengyi reached out and poked into the fungal carpet beneath the moss, feeling its uncontrollable urge to devour everything. Apart from symbiotic organisms with mushroom colonies, any other substance was its prey.

If the mushroom people hadn't devised a series of containment plans and measures early on, the moon would now be completely occupied by fungal carpets. Given their voracious appetite for food, the moon would have been devoured in just over a decade.

The solution is obvious to everyone: abandon the use of fungal mats to power mushrooms and instead use human power. Just to build such a fungal city, at least 10,000 symbiotic fungi with an average mental decay value of over 20% would be needed to ensure the city's normal operation, allowing ordinary humans to live on the moon without any protection.

This is not as simple as a city of hundreds of thousands of people needing 10,000 people to provide energy. Apart from the 12 percent that Zhang Chengyi locked in by the rules to keep the mind from changing, most microbial symbionts rarely leave more than 5 percent of their minds free for mold growth. They will basically fill their moldy minds to the brim to make themselves grow faster and stronger.

The decision to keep 10,000 people stationed year-round to provide energy to the mushroom city was one that only he, the master of the mushroom colony, could make.

Therefore, the entire lunar colonization program has been stuck until now without any further progress.

Another approach is to address the issue of unstable energy supply from the mushroom carpet. The solution would be to create a mushroom that can provide a stable energy supply, allowing the mushroom carpet to function as a reliable battery. However, the development of new mushrooms has stalled.

Developing mushrooms is different from developing technology. With enough brains, many people can participate in technology, but without mushroom communities, it's impossible to participate in the development of new mushrooms.

In the eyes of mushroom symbiotic organisms with a deviation value exceeding 70, each mushroom can actually speak. The correct combination and structure of the microbial community allows the mushrooms to communicate normally and sing the beautiful melody of 'mushrooms'.

Some people, like the Mushroom Man, are obsessed with anime and manga, and can even hear the incomplete 'notes' of mushrooms and try to fill in the gaps in their understanding. Many powerful mushrooms are created in this way.

Without this special ability, it would be impossible for even a supercomputer, let alone a human brain, to correctly combine the hundreds of millions or even billions of mycelia of any extraordinary mushroom.

From Zhang Chengyi's perspective, it's more like he's thinking. Anyway, he's never heard any musical notes before. In the past, when he created mushrooms, the mushroom people would come up with an idea, and then he would use the almost infinite computing power of the main god's light sphere body to deduce and finally create them.

The current problem is that the mushroom man himself has no idea what to do. There are too many mycelia, and he has locked himself in the laboratory for almost a month and a half without any clue.