Chapter 130 Shirley

Lv Xiaobu corresponds to the primary brightness node.

Now, among all 192 candlelight nodes in his mind, only 2 have the highest brightness level, 10 with intermediate brightness, and the rest are primary brightness.

That is to say, under the condition of keeping 192 candlelight nodes all bright, the peak of the psionic energy he has is 206. In fact, the psionic energy that can be controlled by him at will is actually not much.

Fortunately, in this case, it will be different every day.

The node that consumed the psionic power was extinguished the day before, and there is still a chance to light up again after a night's rest. The only thing to worry about is how to keep all nodes awake every day.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Ding Mao is also clear in his heart. This method of observing specific target personal information through candlelight nodes is just a variant of the previous special window skills. Perhaps because other people's character is in zero, the skill after this variant now seems to have a special effect, which is more useless than the previous special window skill that can only observe the current 'psychological activity' of the target character.

And this is a different way, the circuitous way of personal information exploration is less time-sensitive, not intuitive, and requires more psionic energy to achieve it. In this way, it feels a little like taking off your trousers and farting.

And yes, there will be more and more convenient ways to collect the information in real life.

Perhaps the only thing worth looking forward to is to use this way to search for the detected information, which is relatively secret and not afraid of leaks. For example, now he is investigating Lv Xiaobu. If he uses energy in reality, whether his means are open or cover-up, I'm afraid that there will be no good fruit in the hands of people who do the police profession.

Because it was undoubtedly playing with an axe at Banmen, deliberately showing timidity and letting people catch the handle.

Perhaps the goods of Sun Haiyang and Ma Tianliang have long been in the dark, staring at him all the time, waiting for the opportunity to beat him off the cliff, and then stepping on him so that he will never turn over.

There is nothing he can do, so if he wants to prepare for a rainy day and expect the enemy's opportunity first, he knows that there are tigers in the mountains. Even if he clearly knows that the current means are not good, he can only play with fire again and again.

In his mind, while the image of the copycat pad gradually became full, Ding Mao also did not leave the fuselage of the copycat pad. Although he still can't confirm the difference between the two, what he said in his mind also comes from the fuselage.

Although it is not damaged by the body of the copycat pad and the image in his mind, he can't easily believe that the damage of the copycat pad has no negative impact on the mirror image in his mind.

Ding Mao hopes that the copycat pad can magically recover as before. Because he has twice experienced that the screen of the copycat pad was damaged and then repaired by itself, subconsciously, he regarded this copycat pad as an electronic creature with vitality.

It's just that the damage to the copycat pad this time is indeed too serious, and the hope of recovery is very slim.

Even for a miracle, he pierced his finger and dripped blood on the face of the machine. And in order to make the copycat pad have a strong expectation of rebirth, it was specially given a name.

He changed the name of the copycat pad to Shirley.

A very feminine name!

And in his subconscious, he directly imagined 'Shirley' as a strange little girl, with a pair of big eyes that would flash and discharge electricity, a pair of crystal clear and round hands, a small and delicate nose, a pink mouth, and a pair of brightly contoured windy ears. There is a bunch of black braids...

Such an image was not only imagined in his heart, but also deliberately spent an afternoon drawing it, carefully framed his masterpiece and hung it on the wall of the living room.

Just because of the name and the self-created image of the little girl, he was ridiculed by his girlfriend Tang Lili. But Ding Mao made a very serious decision and really took the shattered tablet carefully on his body for a moment. And every time he does something, he really seriously chats about the front and back of his doing this to Shirley, the specific reason and the ultimate purpose.

He really regarded 'Shirley' as an object that could pour out his heart. He talked about everything. Even Tang Lili had been completely sharing such secrets as her aunt's abnormality and not letting him steal it, and secretly told Shirley.

But unfortunately, the higher the expectation, the higher the disappointment.

When he held it like a pearl in his palm for three nights, he ate and slept close to his arms. In addition, such as blood activation, blessing prayer, naming promises... In short, in these three days, except for his normal skill 'cultivation' time, all his thoughts have fallen on it. And he can almost come up with a way to do everything, but in fact, his beautiful girl Shirley is still scarred and dead.

"Alas!" Ding Mao sighed and threw the 'Slee' that had just been taken out of his arms on the table.

Black enclosure, ultra-thin size, eye-catching LOGO... At first glance, it is definitely a real iPad, but when you look at its front face, you can't help but thump - imagine seeing a beautiful woman with the devil's back on the road, summoning up the courage to talk to him, and the beautiful woman turns around. But Sister Ruhua is shopping.

These thoughts are the real feeling when Ding Mao received the mysterious package and opened it to see the copycat pad for the first time. It was because of this strong visual contrast that he remembered it deeply when he saw Shirley's former appearance for the first time. In the depths of his soul, it seems to have left an extremely clear mark.

But now, this copycat tablet that brings him countless amazing and fresh feelings, with only the remains, scarred, and several ticulated transparent tapes criscrossed, wrapping it like a time bomb specially made by terrorists.

"Alas! Shirley, Shirley, your screen was cracked and the case was scratched. Isn't it repaired automatically soon? Why has it been three days and three nights this time, why is there still no sign of recovery?

"Shirley, Shirley, come on!"

"You are a unique existence in the world! You are a living existence with life characteristics! A little trauma, it's amazing! Your life is stronger than Xiaoqiang! With you, I even have almost the whole world! With you, I have even become the most handsome man in the super invincible universe! With you, I can even create a new world that countless people dream of without leaving home... My life has become extremely wonderful because of you! My life has become sunny because of you!"

"Shirley, Shirley, recover! Hurry up and recover!"

"Shirley, Shirley, for you, the word miracle has always been a topic of pediatrics. So now, please perform another earth-shaking miracle..."