Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

The people sitting in the middle of the square are still playing the piano. The sound of the duangduang's piano is like the eighteen bends of a mountain road. The duang people's scalps are numb.

Countless people looked at her with accusations, but no one accused her.

The only person who sent her to trial was an alien.

They respect her in their hearts, and every time they play, in their eyes, it is an elder teasing a younger one.

There is no way, everyone has been brainwashed by their elders since childhood: without a boss, you would not have the good life you have now.

They don’t know what it was like in an era when they didn’t even have enough to eat (partly), but their parents will starve them, and they deeply understand it.

But in their minds, they have a new impression of Boss Li, and there are countless labels, such as: Boss who loves explosive equipment, crazy exploration experimenter, Boss Li, the pioneer of Ascension, etc.

They truly respect her.

The hottest thing on the Internet: Please see Mr. Li’s Skill Award.

At this time, there are already countless skill branch maps on the Internet, and billions of netizens have modified them little by little to form correct and suitable skill routes for them.

There are also stick figures and even Lin Tian's skills. The person who summarized them was experimented by himself. Those who failed were arrested and paraded through the streets.

Some people succeed and gain proficiency, but they only need to upgrade their physical evolution fluid to strengthen their control. Practicing hard is just proficiency, not a breakthrough.

This is the gap between talent and effort, and now the gap is being bridged.

One by one, the puppet strings were cut off and rescued to safety.

The innermost one was taken out, but he was a little shocked.

The person next to him asked him: "What's wrong with you?"

"I saw... the porcelain became fine." Victim No. [-] no longer dared to mention the word bowl.

"What porcelain?"

"Boss Li has porcelain in front of him, can't you see it?"

"Can't you see it?"

Victim No. [-] turned his head, saw that the bouncing bowl was gone, and thought about it.

"It should be a distance restriction. The visual distance is near Mr. Li."

Others believed it and said eagerly: "I'm a little curious and want to see..."

Victim No. [-] opened his mouth, wanting to remind him not to lift the bowl. He opened his mouth without saying anything, then closed his mouth. When he opened his mouth again, his words changed, and his words were instigating. Anyway, he didn't care about his life, just play casually.

"Go ahead, it's really weird. You're next to Boss Li, but you can control your hands and feet..."

Go ahead and bear the same burden.

Others didn't see that he was hesitant to speak. Victim No. [-] took the initiative to enter the range of the skill and immediately started screaming strangely.

"Ah ah ah... I'm numb."

He did not use the robot, but tried to control his body and slowly approached the person in front. The closer he got, he felt that his hands and feet began to feel a little.

From squirming to rolling, then crawling, and then rolling and crawling, he stood up tremblingly.

The surrounding area was crowded with onlookers. At this moment, they seemed to be watching a scene where a newborn child began to learn to walk.

Finally, the man walked up to the piano player, turned around in surprise and said, "It's true, there is a bowl that turns into essence..."

Victim No. [-] has silently started recording and predicted what will happen next. I mourn for him in my heart.

Sure enough, the next second, there was a scream. Victim No. [-] covered his leg and rolled on the ground in pain. He screamed and said: "Ah, oh...it hurts...the bowl is biting..."

Then he was bitten again, this time without a piece.

Yanli then reminded: "Don't hold the bowl in front of it, it will bite."

"Ouch..." Victim No. [-] only dared to howl and did not dare to mention it again. He felt that his legs could not be controlled, as if they were not his own, but they were in great pain.

Yanli played the piano and reminded: "Repair your soul, otherwise you will always be in pain, and you will still howl like a corpse when you die."

Victim No. [-] felt the pain while controlling the power of his soul. He 'saw' that his legs were bitten with a row of holes, which could allow ventilation...

This time there was no group of people crying and howling, and the conversation was word for word. Everyone looked at Victim No. [-]. When he saw everyone looking at him, he showed a standard eight-toothed smile, and he looked amiable.

Everyone stays slightly away: if you get closer, you will become unlucky.

Yanli stopped playing music, and the person lying next to him had already repaired his soul.

When everyone saw Victim No. [-] standing up, they began to get closer curiously, wanting to see the Wan Cheng Jing thing.

Finally they saw it, the expressions in their eyes and every cell in their bodies were full of curiosity.

"Boss Li, what's its name?"

"Small bowl." Yanli smiled with a kind face.

The crowd was silent.

"As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat..." Yanli stood up as he spoke.

Everyone's eyes widened: Wait!Where did you get the guitar?

Everyone started to back away slightly: Wait!Where did the big speakers come from.

Looking at the person who was ready to play, everyone turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, people's speed couldn't outrun the sound.

Fierce music sounded, and everyone found themselves out of control and began to twist involuntarily.

When I was twisting, I found that everything in my eyes was controlled. When I turned around and twisted my butt and danced, I saw someone playing the strings on the stereo.

Standing on it and opening the mic passionately: "Get high..."

The whole square is neat and tidy.

This time it was just the joints that were controlled, no numbness, and someone started trying to cut off the control themselves.

After the success, I ran out of the control area desperately, but was controlled again in the middle. It took me three times to get close to the safe zone, but it was still very fast before I got out of control.

It's miserable when you're far away, like a little moth trapped in a tangled spider web, unable to move even an inch.

The system looked at the threads covering the entire area. If you look carefully, they were intertwined like chains. It smacked its lips. This was just ordinary psychic energy.

If it were replaced by the power of the soul, all the souls of the people here would be taken away. If it were a higher power, the elders in the previous world would not be able to withstand it.

Psychic energy, soul power, sin/merit...

Each level has different power.

This is not a game, skills are controlled by yourself, it can be your hands, your knife, your eyes...

You can also win by leapfrogging.

The career is one, and the main branch of skills is divided into two branches, which will eventually merge into one.

This is something that everyone understands, so no one hugs Boss Li anymore. They can't reach her skill branch.

Every time there is a new skill, people who study it will feel like they are going bald and then become stronger.

But fortunately, there are still many people who accompany me when I go bald.

The system watched the host playing with others, jumped up, and landed on top of the host's head.

The teeth clicked twice, like teeth fighting, or like sending a telegram, and a strange tone came from its mouth.

"Makabaka, a planet is coming."

"What the hell?" Yanli didn't care that a bowl fell on his head, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

Planet?Come?Can you still come to visit us?

"The destroyed planet and the ruined inner world (the outer world is human society and the inner world is the underworld) are attracted by life and will merge with this world..."

"Speak simply." Yanli was controlling his skills and didn't want to listen to the system's nonsense.

The system stagnated, Heidou rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Ask the ghost next to you." After saying that, he jumped away, landed on someone else's head, and directed the dancers. His long mouth hit his teeth, and the bowl shook. Go, like dancing.

"Kaka...get high, kaka..."

This was a strange experience for those present.