Wang Dahai was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly couldn't bear it. He ran to the bathroom and vomited "Wowa" on his face.

The heart-wrenching sound seemed to spit out the entire intestines at the same time.

A few minutes later, he returned to the table, feeling a little depressed, still in the same dull appearance.

"I won't be fooled by this person, right?" Fang Yuhao was worried secretly: "If I were stupid, I would be miserable... System, you are cheating me!"

"Also, what is this red light ball?" He studied the ball in his hand over and over.

This feeling is strange. It has no mass or volume, but Fang Yuhao can indeed perceive its existence.

This ball of "light" is slowly evaporating like dry ice.

Next, Wang Dahai spoke again, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Oh, I suddenly feel so boring, just a woman..."

"Run... I just ran?"

In an instant, Wang Dahai became Buddha-natured, and he felt inexplicably confused, so he spoke a little unscrupulously.

He was a little confused. He had an epiphany if he took the wrong medicine today.

The alcohol was still there, my mind was confused, but the impulse attack completely disappeared, and even the anger and pain caused by the breakup disappeared. It seemed that decades had passed since the dumping, but when I think back, there was only peace and boredom.

Without the support of this anger, Wang Dahai quickly became a little drowsy.

"Brother, you have a rest first, I'll leave."

Fang Yuhao was in a daze and quickly said goodbye. He returned to his room in a daze, looking at the red light in his hand, sitting on the bed with his butt.

"Is this...stealing faith?"

"I stolen Wang Dahai's impulsive emotions? Then he was no longer impulsive?"

He was sure that Wang Dahai could not see this red light ball, which means that only he could see.

"It's unscientific... How can human emotions be captured like objects?"

He was surprised, confused, and even felt a little panic!

Just today, Fang Yuhao, who is familiar with Marxism-Leninism, Mao Gong's theory, and Deng Gong's thought, has completely collapsed his worldview!

The impact this light ball brought to him was even greater than the system in his mind!

"How did this... do it?"

How to change a person's mind and his thoughts in an instant?

Fang Yuhao is not the kind of person who doesn't seek much understanding and doesn't know how to think. If the "system" thing can be explained by alien black technology. Then, is the light ball he took out a real objective existence, or is it a series of hallucinations that arise in his brain?

"If it's an illusion, Wang Dahai and I need to be insane at the same time to cooperate in explaining all this."

This probability is very small, and there seems to be no need to make a mystery in the "system".

If the "light mass" exists objectively, then what is going on in the entire real world?

The world seemed to have become a little strange, as if it was not as pure materialistic as I had imagined. Even the land under his feet was less stable, which made him feel a little inexplicable.

He racked his brains to find an explanation.

Gradually, a noun appeared in Fang Yuhao's mind.

That's...

soul!

If we use idealistic things like "soul" to explain them, everything seems to be understood. At that moment, he stole certain things from Wang Dahai's "soul", such as certain information, or some special emotions, etc....

"But, does the soul really exist?"

He frowned: "What is the composition of the soul? Is it a person's memory and belief, or..."

This is another difficult question to explain.

"Forget it, there is too little information, and it's useless to think too much. I'm not a scientist..."

"What's the use of this light ball... If you don't identify it, this thing will evaporate."

While thinking like this, Fang Yuhao had to give up thinking and come back to the space of consciousness.

【The identification results are as follows:】

"A complex and changeable psychological emotions are filled with love, hate and affection that lasts for two years, mostly with anger, impulse, and revenge."

"F-level idealistic item has no special effect. You can break it down into 1.4 pieces of belief."

1.4!

This number made Fang Yuhao overjoyed. Wang Dahai's anger could actually be broken down into 1.4 pieces of belief, which was more than his four years of accumulation!

He felt the light ball carefully, and there seemed to be endless anger and murderous intent in his heart.

"So he really wanted to kill someone at that moment!"

“I did a good thing.”

Fang Yuhao withdrew from the space of faith and breathed a long sigh.

After calming down, he began to think about what he should do next.

"The first thing to do is to collect a hundred pieces of belief and click the [Materiality] button."

If we follow this today, as long as we look for dozens of "Wang Dahai" and steal the beliefs dozens of times, he can piece together 100 pieces of beliefs and click the "Materiality" button.

But soon, Fang Yuhao felt that this repetition seemed a bit difficult.

First, so many negative drunks are not easy to find, and even their beliefs and desires are not necessarily as strong as Wang Dahai.

"Maybe it's just a simple addiction to alcohol? Such people have no emotions to steal."

Moreover, I had a little understanding of myself and Wang Dahai and could communicate.

If it were a stranger, who would have expressed his feelings to you?

As long as you have a certain degree of vigilance, "spiritual communication" will not be able to be successfully launched.

Second, money!

In this society, it is hard to move without money!

His behavior of collecting "fragments of faith" will not bring him any income, and it will also consume a lot of funds. Although he still has a little deposit now, what should he do if the deposit is used up in the long run?

Go home and live with your parents?

Fang Yuhao suddenly felt a little annoyed.

The two most difficult things in the world are the first thing to put the thoughts in your head into other people's minds, and the second thing to put the money in other people's pockets into your own pockets.

Making money is difficult.

He hugged the system's golden thighs and was still worried about Grandpa Mao. He didn't know what to complain about.

Wait a moment!

A flash of inspiration in Fang Yuhao's mind.

"It is already a great thing for me to understand and steal other people's thoughts. With this ability, wouldn't I become the most awesome psychologist?"

"Can help others solve psychological problems!"

"Yes, the ability to steal beliefs can be used as a psychiatrist. Can other people's depression and anger be caught?"

"On the one hand, you can make money, and the consultation fee of psychologists is more than two or three hundred per hour, right? On the other hand, you may also get fragments of faith!"

“Worth trying!”

He transformed himself into a psychiatrist, which made him roll on the bed several times in excitement.

When he was in college, Fang Yuhao was a person who loved to make trouble, and had tried all of them, such as music, painting, novels, and even songs and dances.

Now, he will soon play a psychiatrist and let him feel particularly stimulating.

"...But a psychologist needs a certificate. I am a three-no-person, how can I make others believe it? With just my three-legged kung fu skills, even if I go to the test, I don't know how much time it takes."

"well……"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a certificate. When others are seeing a doctor, they will never come to check my certificate. It's enough to have the ability."

Thinking of this, Fang Yuhao couldn't stop his sleepiness and fell asleep in a drowsy way...
Chapter completed!