Players, Please Board the Train

Chapter 609: Breakthrough in Super Evolution

Bai Kou had complete control over releasing her mental power and fully displaying her Mental World to others. Xu Huo guessed that she had moved beyond needing props as intermediaries, or perhaps props played a very minimal role.

The "Constraining Star Sphere" she had given him was exactly that kind of intermediary prop. Even after his Super Evolution, Xu Huo still couldn't transform his mental power into a tangible offensive force. Using a prop as an intermediary could only create a very small area for manifesting his Mental World. The only two times he had expanded that range were when he used that hospital, which had become a Random Dungeon.

He still hadn't grasped how to use his mental power to influence others, but the "Murmuring Sphere" was also a mental attack prop. Perhaps it could provide a breakthrough.

Eight minutes had passed. Yuan Yao was already preparing to stab his own thigh with a knife when the Painting Woman quickly knocked him unconscious, tied him up, and tossed him into a corner. Meanwhile, Sima Xiao Er was lying on the ground, imitating a pig’s grunts.

After multiple failed attempts to release his mental power externally, Xu Huo hesitated for only a moment before walking over to the "Murmuring Sphere," deliberately exposing himself to the black smoke.

Now the murmurs he heard were noticeably clearer. They mentioned words like "treatment" and "medicine." The black smoke in his vision drifted for a while before suddenly twisting like a living snake and plunging directly into his eyes!

He instinctively closed his eyes to block it, and when he opened them again, a blinding light flashed before him. Squinting to adjust, he realized he was back in the hospital.

The brightly lit treatment room still had that table, covered with playing cards, dice, chips, and other items. A man in a white lab coat sat behind the desk, smiling at him. "You did very well, separating your brother personality in such a short time."

His low field of vision rotated to the right, and Xu Huo saw a younger version of himself. On the child's chest, a rotating black fragment spun. As it turned, its area expanded, gradually covering his upper body and encroaching toward his neck and lower limbs.

"Don't worry." A hand landed on his shoulder, forcing him to face the child slowly turning into a shadow. "The only purpose of a brother personality is to store everything you don't want. Do you remember what you wanted to discard?""Evil." Xu Huo didn't speak, but he heard a childish voice.

"That's right." The doctor behind him continued his praise. "What you wanted to discard was human nature. Human nature has both good and evil; only one side can dominate. You used your brother personality to bear the evil for you..."

Suddenly, the doctor's tone shifted. The hand gripping him plunged into the shadow child's chest. "But every personality is equal. You wanted to imprison him, but he also wants to replace you!"

Xu Huo then saw his "own" arm gradually turn black, while the shadow boy across from him slowly shed his blackness, revealing a naive yet cruel smile.

"Why you?"

The vicious question surrounded him from every angle, leaving no dead ends. There were children's voices, adult voices, some that sounded like a younger Xu Huo himself, and others belonging to that faceless doctor who had once appeared in his dreams.

Though these voices were irritating, they carried an overwhelming persuasiveness. Soon, the room turned gray, and bloody footprints appeared on the floor. From each pair of footprints, a new "Xu Huo" emerged, at various ages. They all reached out to him simultaneously, trying to drag him into the black mud surging up from the ground.

Hands clawed all over Xu Huo's body. He was completely immobilized, frozen in place until the mud rose to his neck, submerging the "personalities" surrounding him as well. Then, he pulled his hand out of the shadow child's chest, grabbed its face, and twisted it clockwise.

"Click!" The sound of a lock opening.

The mud and "personalities" vanished completely. In front of Xu Huo appeared the Circular Tower staircase once again. But now, the white steps were covered in splotches of color, warped like an abstract painting. A sound rose from below, urging him down continuously.

Frowning, Xu Huo stepped back and closed the door. Then, he opened another door in a different direction, only to find the staircase equally distorted. He repeated this process several times before finally finding a normal staircase. But even then, he didn't go down. Instead, he tried to construct a frame in front of him.

The frame was the symbol of the second gate within his Mental World. Only if the frame appeared normally could he be sure he was truly inside his own Mental World.

After failing, he quickly closed the door and reopened it.

It took him three minutes to find the right door, which brought him directly to the base of the Circular Tower. The other three personalities hiding in the book tower room were now sitting around a table. They stared at Xu Huo as the floor tiles beneath them began to grow outward. As they grew, the area inside the Circular Tower expanded. When it had doubled in size, the black fragment on the table melted like water, spreading several fine lines across its surface.

These lines stretched radially across the floor, gradually forming a circular cage on the Circular Tower's walls. Its frame was slender, but its volume was massive. However, if one ignored the connecting lines between the table and the floor, the lines clinging to the walls looked like mere shadows cast by objects, completely inconspicuous.

The black fragment continued to drip. Xu Huo stepped into it, raised his hand, and grabbed at the air. A door appeared automatically before him. As it opened, the black lines instantly shot outward, hiding within the gray shadows and rapidly filling the entire room.

He was still standing in the same spot, right next to the "Murmuring Sphere," but this room had become the range of his Mental World's projection.

Yuan Yao had woken up, but he was utterly listless, staring blankly ahead like a dead man.

Sima Xiao Er, meanwhile, lay on her back on the ground, a few knives scattered beside her.

The Painting Woman crouched beside her, holding up her phone. "She wanted to cut her own stomach open."

Seeing their reactions, Xu Huo roughly guessed what they had seen during their hallucinations. He put away the Murmuring Sphere, walked over to Sima Xiao Er, lifted her up with one hand, and gestured for the Painting Woman to slap her. In that brief moment of mental stimulation, he quickly opened a door and stepped through with her.

Sima Xiao Er took a while to come back to her senses. Opening her eyes, she said, "I saw the Skinner. He was scraping me like a pig... Hey, where did this door come from?"

Xu Huo used the same method to wake Yuan Yao.

After putting away the Murmuring Sphere, the lines he had released into the room didn't disappear. The room was still the same room, but now Yuan Yao and Sima Xiao Er could see the door. This proved he had initially succeeded in using his mental power to influence reality. While not as powerful as Bai Kou, simple illusion creation was no longer a problem.

Feeling quite pleased, he said, "You worked hard. I'll treat you to a meal."