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In front of Song Shuhang, an uncle that seemed to be a salary man was in a hurry, holding a briefcase in his right hand and searching his pockets for his phone with the left hand.

As the man searched for the phone, Song Shuhang saw a rolled up stack of bills fall onto the ground, but the uncle did not notice and left at a fast pace.

“Hey, the uncle in front.” Song Shuhang came quickly to the bills, and picked it up. It was about one hundred fifty in a bunch.

He took pleasure in helping others. In this boring and dull world, helping others to the best of his ability was once one of Song Shuhang’s pleasures.

Even if he was exposed to the more thrilling ‘world of cultivators,’ he still wasn’t going to easily give up such a delightful thing like helping others.

The salary man turned his head, and looked doubtfully at Song Shuhang.

“Uncle, you dropped your money!” Song Shuhang held up the bills as he called out.

Filled with appreciation, the uncle gazed at Song Shuhang and the bills in his hand.

However, he suddenly thought of something that turned his look of appreciation into a look of terror.

“You’re a scammer, aren’t you?” the uncle muttered, “I saw on the Internet shortly after I learned how to use it: when someone drops or picks up money and says its yours, it’s always a scam. Ignore it, such an obvious scam won’t trick me.”

That said, the uncle quickly walked away.

Having taken the Body Tempering Liquid, Song Shuhang’s hearing was superb. He heard every word the uncle muttered.

“Uncle, I’m not a scammer. It’s money you really dropped, just check your pockets!” Song Shuhang yelled.

Unexpectedly, the uncle’s expression worsened. He increased his pace from quickly walking to jogging, and soon disappeared without a trace. Little guy, you’re still too naive to trick me!

Waving the bills, Song Shuhang froze in the middle of the road. He knew he must’ve looked stupid at this moment.

After a while, he put away the bunch of bills calmly.

If no one wants it, and he picks it up, it should count as his, right?

That doesn’t seem quite right… because, what if one day a man threw away his wife in a fit of rage, and all the single men out there picked her up? That shouldn’t count as theirs, right?

Half past seven.

The time the first morning class starts.

Song Shuhang could not focus on the lecture.

He erected his thick textbooks to block and cover him. Then, he logged onto Nine Provinces Number One Group, and found the article ❮Research and Discussion Regarding basic uses of Mental Energy Collation—Scholar Drunken Moon❯

In a college classroom, the teachers could not care less whether you were paying attention or playing with your phone.

However, you can’t be like Tubo who played with his phone in class and liked the teacher’s posts and photos on ShuoShuo app. The teachers occasionally post comments or pictures to relieve some stress from teaching. What are you implying with your ‘like’ on their post?

That the teacher is not focused on instructing the students in class, and is tweeting in class instead?

Doing such an idiotic thing, the teacher would still flip out no matter how easy-going he or she was.

‘It’s as Senior Medicine Master said, they’re all tricks easy to grasp.’ Song Shuhang thought after he read Scholar Drunken Moon’s research report.

Why not take advantage of this time to test out these mental energy tricks?

Song Shuhang was a just-do-it type of guy.

A cultivator’s mental energy was used to control and guide external spiritual energy and internal energy. However, mental energy was a huge treasure that would be wasted if it were only used to guide and control internal energy.

With regards to mental energy’s development and applications, each large sect had its own secret techniques. Some special mental techniques could be strangely unpredictable when executed, their ability to kill could be a lot stronger than some spells and martial skills. When the energy within one’s body was expended but mental energy remained, mental techniques could decide the outcome of a battle.

Scholar Drunken Moon’s article on mental energy usage mainly optimized three mental energy basic usages.

It included spreading mental energy all around, or spreading it toward a target area to establish a ‘detection’ effect.

There was also a technique that was used to keep mental energy only partly activated, allowing one to keep ‘vigilance,’ which also had the effect of hiding one’s presence.

Of course, continually keeping mental energy activated was not easy, especially during sleep. In order to master this technique, one needed lots of training.

Lastly, there was a way to release mental energy all at once to envelop and pressure an opponent, forming mental oppression. This technique could only be used to bully the weak. When you encountered someone with stronger mental energy, than your oppression would become a joke. The opponent would feel only a light wind against their face, no pressure at all.

Detection, vigilance, and oppression were the optimized tricks researched by Scholar Drunken Moon that even a foundation-establishing cultivator who just started training their mental energy could use.

Moreover, these mental energy tricks were easy to master. Similar to when one learnt how to use computers—it was just as easy to master how to play computer games.

‘I’ll make good use of this time and test it out.’ Song Shuhang itched for action after reading.

Besides mental oppression, ‘mental detection’ and ‘vigilance’ would not affect others. Even if he executed it in class, there would be no consequences.

Just do it. Song Shuhang secretly activated ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯. His True Self sat cross-legged in his sea of consciousness, concentrated his mental spirit, transforming it into mental energy.

Next, Song Shuhang followed the instructions from Scholar Drunken Moon’s article, and spread out his mental energy bit by bit.

Using ‘mental detection’ for the first time, Song Shuhang could not focus his mental energy in one area, but could only let it spread as far as possible in all directions.

Under maximum spread of his mental energy, it enveloped an irregular circular shape with a radius of roughly five meters.

He closed his eyes, and things within a five-meter radius were mapped out in his mind.

However, he could only detect things with a large surface area that had to be at least the size of a textbook. He could not detect ants, cockroaches, and other small organisms yet.

Moreover, the human figures he sensed were abstract, as if it were a photo taken by a three hundred (not ten thousand) pixel camera, which resulted in blurred faces that were hard to recognize.

‘Is it because my mental energy is still too weak?’ Song Shuhang thought—maybe when his mental energy was a hundred or even a thousand times larger than what it was now, he might be able to see human figures clearly using ‘mental detection.’

When his mental energy was even stronger, maybe he could even see through things?

As he thought that, Song Shuhang’s classmates within five meters of him all shivered.

“Did it get colder? Why do I feel a deep chill and malice?”

“I actually felt someone stare at me evilly?”

“I also felt that I was stripped bare.”

“I felt the same, super gross,” a female student tightened her collar, somehow feeling shame on the inside.

Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched, and he quickly retracted the ‘mental detection technique.’

It was easy to learn to play a game once one has learned to use a computer, but to become a game master, one needed to dedicate time and energy. Song Shuhang was the same at this time. Learning these tricks wasn’t hard, but to master them completely was not easy.

After retracting his mental energy, Song Shuhang felt it was slightly depleted. His mental energy formed just yesterday and was still weak, and he could not maintain ‘mental detection technique’ for long.

After a short rest, feeling that his mental energy recovered somewhat, Song Shuhang tested ‘vigilance.’

This trick was easier to grasp—after mental energy was stimulated and activated, Song Shuhang could feel his body in a mysterious state.

No matter if it was the gentle breeze that blew from outside the window, or the approaching energy released by the students next to him, or the vibrations in the air when the students next to him spoke… Everything that came in contact with him, no matter wind, sound, or energy, could be felt.

However, the state of ‘vigilance’ was only maintained for less than ten seconds, because it caused a stir within Song Shuhang’s thoughts; the activated mental energy dissipated.