Fang Mingwei subconsciously covered his left ear, and the small round bead flew to his ear just now and quickly fell into it.

That's right, it just fell into it like this. Then, there seemed to be a small bulge next to Fang Mingwei's ear, like a small birthmark that was born with.

After waiting for a while, my eyes lit up, and it was obvious that the power supply system in the exhibition hall had been completely restored.

However, what followed was a sudden riot from behind, and there was an increasing trend.

"Things are gone..."

"Things were stolen."

Almost everyone was telling the same thing, and soon, the disappearance of all the ancient relics unearthed on the exhibition stand spread throughout the scene.

A few smart people immediately took out their portable sensors, recorded the scene in front of them, connected them to Skynet, and transmitted what happened here. The atmosphere in the museum suddenly became tense, and groups of staff came up to maintain order, but it was obvious that the thief could no longer catch it.

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When he left the exhibition hall, Fang Mingwei's face was not very good. For nothing else, just for the mysterious bulge on his ear, he felt frightened.

However, the only thing that makes him feel gratified is that most people have encountered such a thing for the first time. Although there are people who are excited and flushed, there are also many people who are frightened and have a gray face. Xiang Ming's performance is undoubtedly very similar to the second type of person, so after verifying his identity and passing the monitor, he went home safely.

As for why it can pass the monitor safely, to be honest, Fang Mingwei didn't know.

When he returned home, his parents still did not come back. Fang Mingwei casually ordered the robot nanny and returned to his room. For some reason, he suddenly felt extremely tired, so he didn't even eat supper and went to bed.

In his sleep, an unknown wave of energy slowly spread from his ears, gradually entering his cerebral cortex, and connecting it with his brain waves.

However, Fang Mingwei, who was in a sleep state, had no feelings until the next morning, he naturally woke up.

Opening his eyes, Fang Mingwei lay lazily on the bed. Just last night, he seemed to have a dream, a dream that seemed like a dream, and seemed extremely real.

In his dream, he is a mage. Yes, an ancient noun that has completely disappeared, a mage, and the most annoying necromancer.

In his dream, his strength was extremely powerful, and he could even cross the universe. However, even the most powerful existence would have a day of destruction, and his life finally came to an end for some reason. Therefore, he sealed his power in a memory stone and left it to the fore.

According to him in his dream, unless he encounters a person whose brain waves are exactly the same as him, there is no power in the world that can open the stone of memory. And he, Fang Mingwei in this life, happens to be a human whose brain waves are completely consistent with him in his dreams.

The dream broke down here, and only then did some mysterious spells and a strange set of cultivation techniques suddenly appeared in my mind.

Fang Mingwei didn't know what those spells were, but he was very curious about this set of practice techniques.

As human society has developed to modern times, one thing has long been recognized. That is, human beings themselves hide endless potential, so since human beings entered the cosmic era, various means of developing human potential have emerged like bamboo shoots after the rain.

Tens of thousands of years of experiments have led to the development of human potential in two different directions. One is the physical system, and the other is naturally the spiritual system.

No one can say which one is more brilliant, but except for a very small number of humans, the vast majority of people practice both. Because only by complementing each other can the maximum safety factor be achieved.

The information obtained from his mind made Fang Mingwei know that it was a magic trick to cultivate spiritual power. If he remembered it correctly, it did not belong to any exercise recorded in the Skynet.

Of course, what can be found on Skynet are some of the most basic popular versions. Real advanced magic tricks cannot be provided to ordinary people for cultivation. Fang Mingwei is undoubtedly one of these ordinary people.

Silently reciting the cultivation formula in his mind, Fang Mingwei naturally practiced. He was half lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had not yet fallen asleep. On the outside, this posture seemed to be no different from the practice of ordinary people, but the connotation was a thousand miles apart.

It seemed like it had been a long century, and it seemed that just a moment had passed. When Fang Mingwei woke up, everything in front of him was different.

His mental excitement seemed to have a qualitative improvement, which made him feel confident a hundred times more confident.

He turned over and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and was stunned. It turned out that only two hours had passed.

The call of the intelligent robot came from the door, it was already breakfast time. When I walked out of the door and arrived at the dining room, my parents still hadn't come back.

Perhaps because he was used to this kind of life, he picked up a knife and fork and ate the rich breakfast in front of him. He took a bite of bread and suddenly wanted to eat jam. He looked up and placed a jam bottle in a corner of the dining table. Just as he was about to get it to get it, his heart suddenly moved.

The subconscious eyes narrowed, and the small jam bottle seemed to move slightly.

Fang Mingwei's eyes suddenly widened, but his mind was confused and the jam bottle stopped moving immediately.

His hands holding the knife and fork trembled slightly, and the scene just now made him feel extremely shocked.

"Oh, my God, haven't my dream woken up yet?" Fang Mingwei murmured to himself, and he could hardly believe everything he saw.

If the scene just now was real...

Suddenly, a huge sense of joy filled his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mingwei lowered his head and kept chanting softly: "Calm down, calm down..."

But his heartbeat, like a drum beat, could not keep him calm.

He slapped the table hard, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He closed his eyes slightly, and the mysterious magic trick appeared again. In almost the blink of an eye, Fang Mingwei had completely calmed down.

Ps: I confess that due to the new book, you can imagine the number of highlights this week and next week.
Chapter completed!