I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Although the new solution proposed by Tentacle Grass solved Lloyd's current troubles and the position of these sprouts could be adjusted freely, and it was also relatively convenient to operate, Lloyd still didn't quite understand the principle behind it.

So he carefully looked at Jenkins in the "live broadcast" and found that he was still in a daze, as if he had not woken up yet.

Then Lloyd used his inspiration to carefully examine the [Distortion Seed] that had been moved, and gradually he had some ideas, so he asked:

"You used the power of [illusion] to weave a dream for Old James? You made him spend some power, and then used this power to dig out this bud in some way?"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The tentacle grass shouted twice and expressed its affirmation by dancing.

"Your brain circuits are pretty amazing, but why do you have to go through so many twists and turns? Can't you just draw power directly from LeBron?"

“Oh! Oh! Oh!”

Tentacle Grass tried hard to explain.

Through questions, answers and body language, one man and one grass helped Lloyd roughly understand the operating procedures of the tentacle grass.

To put it simply, because this [Seed of Twist] was planted by Lloyd himself, although the tentacle grass can draw power from it, it cannot shake its roots and cannot dig it out, so it must rely on the power of Lao Zhan and make a circle like just now to realize its new plan.

It feels like a talented second-party who came up with an exquisite design plan, but was stuck in the internal process approval...

If it were Lloyd on Earth, he would probably sympathize with the Party B, but right now, he felt that it was better and necessary to make the process a little more complicated...

However, what really concerned Lloyd was not this relatively cumbersome process, but some new abilities demonstrated by the tentacle grass in this operation.

It can actually construct a set of [illusory] scenes in other people's minds, just like weaving a dream for them? And it can also draw some power from it?

This is something that humans can never do...

Because this is equivalent to diving deep into other people's thoughts and consciousness, which is a very dangerous act.

But the true form of the tentacle grass is a thinking monster, and this is a natural instinct for it.

In addition, this guy, by following me, actually came into contact with a little bit of the power of [illusion].

This is not surprising. After all, Lloyd comes back every day to 'sign in' and obtain the forbidden knowledge about [illusion]. It is reasonable for the tentacle grass to drink some soup.

However, its power in this area is not strong and is still quite crude, but it is good at being able to perform tricks that even Lloyd cannot do, such as the ability to "weave dreams".

And this is regardless of distance...

If this ability is used properly, it can quietly carry out many illegal activities...

Like in various stories on Earth, this ability has been used in many ways, such as making a pretty girl fall in love with you in her dream; or making a wealthy family recruit you as a son-in-law; and when you are in trouble, you can find someone to help you, etc.

However, Lloyd has always maintained the image of a righteous young man who hates evil, so of course he would not think about it in this way. Instead, he is more concerned about whether this ability can be applied to his mature version of the trial.

At present, my mature version of the trial, in addition to being unable to achieve automated operation, also faces another major bottleneck -

There are regional restrictions, which means that you must be within the area arranged by Lloyd to enter the trial normally. You can't play it anytime and anywhere like a pay-to-win mobile game.

If we can still count on 0-006 to help with the problem of automated operation, then there is really no good idea for the latter problem.

Therefore, the "detour" operation of the tentacle grass actually gave Lloyd some inspiration.

Can Tentacle Grass find a way to project the mature version of the trial into every user's mind, so that they can come in and experience it anytime and anywhere, and the power required can also be paid directly by the users themselves.

Just like the operators of pay-to-win mobile games, it is impossible for them to charge every player’s phone. Players still have to charge their own phones.

This not only solves the problem of regional restrictions, but also solves the energy consumption problem that may arise later...

After all, Lloyd moved the sprouts just for aesthetic reasons, which was not really important. But if this little episode could solve the real big problem, that would be what he really needed.

Lloyd then told the Tentacle Grass about his current problem and asked it if it could come up with a solution.

Tentacle Grass shook his head repeatedly and spread his hands helplessly, indicating that this question was really beyond the scope of the topic.

"What if you could acquire more forbidden knowledge and increase your power in the area of ​​[Illusion]?"

Lloyd said, then turned his head and looked at the palace foundation, and then suggested:

"Why don't you give it a try tomorrow? When it's done, you'll be a real project manager!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw the tentacle grass crawling on the ground like a slippery loach. It quickly ran back to its glass cover, then continued to lie on the ground and started to play dead...

It seems that it is very resistant to forbidden knowledge...

Lloyd walked over with a smile on his face, lifted the glass cover, and said to the tentacles that were used to store weeds:

"How about this? I'll find a way to optimize the [Distortion Seed] and make it plug-and-play. Then you can project the scene I need into the victim's consciousness like you are doing now?"

"As for the energy required in this process...wouldn't it be better to just extract it from these users?"

"Hey..."

The tentacle grass was still lying on the ground, and it responded weakly, probably saying that it was okay to give it a try.

Just like a social animal who has been numbed by workplace pua...

"Then let's just settle it like this for now and wait for my good news."

After Lloyd finished speaking, he left the [Thinking Field] contentedly and started a new day of his college life.

As he left, the entire [mind field] fell into darkness, and the previous "live broadcast screen" disappeared.

........................

"No! No! I'm willing to give you everything!"

Jenkins, who was far away in the Eternal City, suddenly woke up from his bed, then looked down at his blue and white striped hospital gown, and saw his familiar bedroom again.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Millie heard the noise he made, pushed the door open and walked in, asking with concern.

Ever since James' last accident, the old couple quickly rekindled their old love, and it seemed that everything has returned to the way it was before.

Besides the fact that their children will never come back...

"Nothing, dear, I just...had a dream..."

"Nightmare?"

"No, no, it's a mysterious, wonderful, and special dream..."

Jenkins tried hard to recall his previous dream, his expression gradually became solemn, then he lowered his voice and continued:

"In that dream, I seemed to have come to a kingdom of God..."

"God's kingdom? This..."

"Yes, this may not be quite accurate, but this is the only word I can think of to describe it, otherwise I will not be able to describe its magnificence and sublimity."

Jenkins said this, wanting to tell his wife what he had seen before.

But when I opened my mouth, I found it difficult to describe it in words?

No, to be more precise, I couldn't understand what I saw at that time.

Jenkins' visual impression of the place remained at the conceptual descriptions of magic, majesty, grandeur, manor, and holiness, but he was unable to depict its specific style and shape.

He speculated that this might be because he was in a half-asleep state at the time and his mind was not very clear?

But this possibility is very small. He prefers to believe that there is so much more there than he can comprehend and reach.

Then, he remembered that in his blurred state, he boldly reached out his hand and plucked a young sprout from the ground...

He didn't know why he had become so bold at this moment after being so timid all his life.

Fortunately, this action did not result in any punishment or bad consequences, but only caused a slight loss of spiritual power in the body.

After that, Jenkins' memory became vague. He seemed to have done nothing. He just sat there quietly and in a daze until he suddenly woke up and uttered a subconscious cry of surprise.

As his emotions gradually stabilized, Jenkins also calmed down, smiled at his wife, and explained:

"I don't know why I wanted to stay there forever, but fortunately I don't seem to be qualified to stay."

"This...I have to give you a mental evaluation."

Bishop Millie said, and took out a flashlight...

She originally thought that her husband had mental problems again, or had been contaminated by forbidden knowledge.

After a series of examinations, there was nothing abnormal. The patient had clear thinking, clear logic, and accurate cognition.

It seems like it was just a weird dream?

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Just think of it as a magical dream. At least it can make me feel better."

Jenkins spoke to comfort him.

"Well, then I'm relieved. Well, I should go now."

Bishop Millie said this as she hurriedly prepared to leave, appearing to be in a hurry.

But Jenkins stopped her and asked:

"Still busy with the grand development? Is His Majesty the Saint still insisting on doing it his own way? Is he really planning to start a grand development in our city alone?"

Bishop Millie paused, a hint of hesitation and embarrassment flashed across her face, but it quickly faded away, and finally settled on determination, and then she replied:

"Don't say such things in the future. We shouldn't presume to speculate on the thoughts of a saint... As for the difficulties and obstacles involved, everyone is very clear about them, but they can definitely be overcome. Weren't we the only ones involved in the first major development back then?"

"Don't forget, this is the Eternal City. We are the Eternal Order, the first city of the new era, and the birthplace of the first saint of mankind. So no matter what, we should not question your Majesty's decision..."

"Even if... it's you and me."

Now that things have come to this, what else can Jenkins say? He can only shake his head helplessly.

After Bishop Millie's carriage left the mansion, he punched the wall in anger, leaving a clear fingerprint on it.

Then he asked to the air, as if talking to himself:

"Astra, can I consider this as a betrayal of you to me and to the many prophets who have sacrificed their lives and precious things for your [Prophecy]? Have our efforts and sacrifices become a joke?"

"Millie may be able to accept this, but with all due respect, I cannot accept it..."

As he spoke, he changed into a respectable outfit with the help of the servants, then returned to the study and took out a long-sealed statue of a saint from the drawer.