(By the way, how many people read the voting content backwards? I never said that I should update the extras more often than the main content.
The vote has not been revoked yet. Anyone who misread it has gone back and looked carefully. It is updated alternately like "a short story is updated as a side story, and a long story is updated as a main text".
The butler extra story has nothing to do with the main plot. Even if it¡¯s fun, you can¡¯t waste your time updating the extra story.
Well, forget it, I saw a lot of book reviews asking for a side story, so I squeezed in two days to get a side story. Today the main text is updated as usual, plus an extra chapter is a bonus.
The main text and the extras are both over 2.5K words long. Is it interesting enough?
It¡¯s quite interesting for you guys. If you have recommendation tickets, don¡¯t save them. Let¡¯s break the 300,000 total recommendation mark together~! )
The following text:
Calm down, calm down all your feelings and thoughts.
??Integrate all thoughts into one, without impurities, but not blank.
My thoughts are settling into the inside of my body deep into my body.
You can feel the beating flame deep in your heart, and the zero-hour mystery hidden in Homura's heart.
The flames are like a heart, beating in an orderly manner, dong dong, dong dong like a burning heart, what is beating is not blood, but the flame that represents existence.
There is huge power in the flames. It seems very small, but every time it jumps and every "heartbeat", it seems that there are stormy waves hidden in it.
This flame is everything to him, it carries everything about Sakai Yuji, and it is paradoxical.
¡®This is me, I still look so small, but in fact, I have become stronger without knowing it. ¡¯
¡®Is the so-called freedom method a method of channeling the power of ¡°heartbeat¡± and using that huge force like a raging wave to fight against the enemy? ¡¯
¡®Although we can clearly feel the power, how can we guide that power out? ¡¯
"Boy, listen carefully." Miss Marion's voice came into her ears: "The so-called freedom method, to put it bluntly, is the technique of transforming the power of existence into a form of power that can be recognized by the self. For example, You yourself, your real existence is just a torch, but your appearance is a human named Yuji Sakai. Imprint Yuji Sakai¡¯s information and self-knowledge into the torch, and the power of existence escaping from the torch will form The image of human being Yuji Sakai. It can also be said that your own existence is a free method called "Yuji Sakai". This is also the reason why ordinary torches cannot exist for a long time - every torch is being The Dharma of Freedom, named by its original owner, consumes power until the power of existence is exhausted.¡±
"So, the first step in learning to use the power of existence is to bring out the power of your existing and only free law."
¡°Perceive the fire of your own existence as much as possible. When you can feel the flame beating like a heart, you can start the next step.¡±
"Well, don't worry. For a torch, the quality of the power of existence is too mediocre. If you want to feel ithow did you open your eyes?"
"Um" Yuji Sakai looked innocent: "Miss Marion, what should we do next?"
"Don't be too ambitious!" The blonde beauty pressed her temples with a headache: "Although you are the Misters of the Zero Hour Mystery, you are still essentially a torch. Try to feel and perceive first, otherwise"
"I have already felt it." The Banjing boy was helpless. He closed his eyes again and showed a peaceful expression: "The beating sound is like a heart. Although it is very small, it is still very magnificent and surging."
Ma Qionglin: ""
"Ahem!" After coughing twice, the woman said without changing her expression: "You did a good job. The time you perceive is only slightly worse than what I used to do."
¡¾My proud wine glass, Marion. Duo, you were not a torch back then, and puff-puff¡ª¡ª! ¡¿
Knocking her fist on the book, interrupting the talkative Contract Demon King, and saving him from trouble again, Marion continued: "The second step is to feel the power contained in the 'Heartbeat' and use it as much as possible. Just imagine, the more powerful the better, if you want to achieve this, you probably have to"
"The more powerful the better?" Still closing his eyes, Yuji sighed helplessly: "The only thing I can think of is a tsunami."
Ma Qionglin: ""
The poor blonde beauty had a look on her face, and she swallowed the unspoken "it will take a while" without force.
¡¾Poof! Tsunami? ! ¡¿This time, even Marcusias, the contracted demon king, couldn¡¯t bear it.??Exclaimed in surprise [What kind of monster was your kid before he was alive? Why is the quality of the power of existence so high? ¡¿
Shaking his head, Yuji opened his eyes again: "It was only after the teacher tempered the fire of existence that I became like this."
"So that's it!" Ma Qionglin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and cursed in her heart, 'That monster actually tempered the quality of this kid's power of existence to the level of the Red World Demon King'. Her face remained unchanged: "It seems, you Your master has put a lot of effort into you. If someone has laid such a solid foundation for you, it is not surprising that you will get twice the result with half the effort when learning these basic skills."
"But!" Marjorie changed the topic, pressed her fist firmly on the book, and then said nonsense with peace of mind: "You must not be proud and complacent. The density of your power of existence is indeed higher than that of ordinary torches. Quite a lot, but it is only equivalent to the level of an ordinary Red World disciple, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. If you do it now"
"Huh?"
Yuji screamed in surprise, inadvertently interrupting Marion Lin's lecture. The blonde beauty frowned: "Does your mere discipleship make you proud and complacent?"
"No" Yuji scratched his head and said in confusion: "But the teacher said that he has tempered the quality of my power of existence to the limit of the devil, because there is no way to continue to improve through tempering, so talent¡¡"
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[I didn¡¯t expect that guy to be so stupid. This is definitely a method that only a real god in the red world can possess.] Marcosias did not say it out loud this time, but said through a voice message [However, the kid in front of him is very good at the free method. His qualifications are not as outstanding as expected. The Demon King's extreme quality has the impression of a ready-made tsunami. This is not surprising, haha! ¡¿
"Tsk"
Ma Qionglin gritted her teeth, sighed again, and said through the voice: "That monster! Even the disciples I taught can attack me. What a monster!"
¡¾Well, actually, you just need to think about it this way - losing to a demon is actually not unfair. After thinking about it, you will feel much better, hahaha! ¡¿
After hammering the innocent hardcover book again, Marionglin regained her composure and looked at Yuji again: "The last step is to introduce the impression of 'tsunami' into your own body. Try to imagine that you have the ability to be like a tsunami." Strength, and then recognize this imagination and regard it as reality. The more you recognize your own strength, the more you can exert the corresponding power."
"Do you recognize your own strength? I see"
With a long breath, Yuji closed his eyes again, sinking his consciousness into his heart again.
Feeling the majestic tsunami-like movement, believing that it is myself, believing that this is the power that Sakai Yuji possesses at this time, and then
The leaping flames turned into a real tsunami, pouring into the limbs and bones!
A feeling that was almost overflowing filled the bottom of his heart. Yuji suddenly opened his eyes, aimed at the ground, and punched out.
Boom!
The fist and half of the forearm were like a steel needle piercing tofu, completely submerged into the ground, and he could clearly feel that the thin layer of soil wrapping his arm had been completely transformed by the punch just now. The grains of sand are as fine as flour.
What a terrifying punch this is? !
This punch is not weaker than the Fire Mist Warrior's blow, right?
Withdrawing his arm, before he could take a good look at the right fist that had accomplished the feat, the familiar feeling of powerlessness and weakness came over him like a tide.
¡®That punch just now actually consumed more than 90% of my existence power? ¡¯
"Hmm" Ma Qionglin leaned over and looked at the fist hole, picked up a small handful of fine sand, and nodded gently: "It's not bad. Although you have successfully recognized your own strength, but you just did that One punch wastes too much power. At present, although the power of your existence in the state of complete victory is not enough to support your consumption when maintaining the maximum physical strengthening state, the punch just now was still enough to hit 9 punches with your power of existence. No problem." As she said that, she stretched a lot and said: "Ah~! My task for today has been completed. From now on, you will have to slowly adapt to this power by yourself. When you can use it as you like, When the power of existence strengthens any part of your body, come to me to learn new knowledge."
After taking a deep breath and getting used to the feeling of weakness, Yuji stood up and bowed to Marqiong Lin: "Thank you for your advice."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." The blonde beauty waved her hand and smiled: "If you really want to thank me?Just give your master a message and ask him to give me more wine. Hey, after drinking your master's wine, and then drinking other wines, there really is no taste at all. "
?????????????????????????????????????????????????: The blonde beauty stepped on the hardcover book, flew far away, and disappeared from Yuji's sight.
"Well, there is only about 10% of the power of existence left. It is not suitable to continue exercising before 12 o'clock tonight." After tidying up his appearance, he set off on his way home: "It's still early, let's go home for breakfast. You won¡¯t be late for school if you rest for a while.¡±