Chapter 145 Guidance (1/2)

Hearing the girl's soft yet firm words, Yan Yu's initial awkwardness vanished instantly.

He took her small hand, which was playfully drawing circles in his palm, and brought it to his lips, gently biting her warm fingertips.

"Um."

A low, husky response, containing a hint of doting affection and absolute trust that he himself was unaware of.

After cuddling for a while, Yan Yu sat cross-legged again and closed his eyes.

But this time, something still didn't feel right.

He was too used to using his mental power; it was an instinct he had developed in the apocalypse—domineering, direct, and reckless.

It's too difficult for him to make that power as gentle as water.

That force was running rampant in his mind, completely out of his control. Asking him to do delicate work would be suicidal.

He tried several times, but his attempts were clumsy and rough, making his temples throb.

After a while, Yan Yu opened his eyes irritably, his brows furrowed into a knot.

Ruan Tang had been quietly watching over him the whole time. When he stopped, she gently leaned over, rested her face on his arm, and looked up at him.

"Brother, tell me, where did your spiritual power come from? What does it look like inside your body?"

Yan Yu lowered his eyes and met the little girl's clear eyes, which were full of concern.

Those frustrations and annoyances instantly vanished.

He stretched out his long arm and easily pulled her into his arms, letting her sit steadily on his lap.

Yan Yu rested his chin on the top of her fluffy hair, his voice low and deep.

"Awakened at the very beginning of the apocalypse."

"A strange rain fell. I was on a mission in the rainforest, got soaked, and almost died from a fever. When I woke up, I had this thing and metal-type superpowers."

His tone was so calm, as if he were talking about someone else.

Ruan Tang felt a tightness in her chest upon hearing this, and instinctively hugged his waist with her small hands, pressing her face against his firm chest.

"Then... are they different?"

“Yes.” Yan Yu replied without hesitation, “Mental power doesn’t have a core; it’s in the brain. The others all have ability cores.”

This woke Ruan Tang up.

She tilted her head up, her eyes sparkling: "So, your mental power is like making your brain itself more powerful?"

A glint of light flashed in Yan Yu's dark eyes.

My little girl's mind is always so sharp.

He lowered his head and couldn't resist kissing her pink lips, his voice filled with undisguised laughter: "Tangtang is so smart, just as you thought."

Ruan Tang understood everything now.

She snuggled happily into his arms, like a little fox who had just received a compliment, and pursed her lips, secretly pleased: "Of course!"

Immediately, she sat up straight, looking just like a little teacher, and began to explain to him in a serious manner.

"Brother, let me put it this way. Your mental power is like you shouting with your brain. It's loud and domineering, and you can hear it from a mile away. It's too noisy."

Yan Yu nodded and listened quietly, his gaze so focused that it was as if he were listening to some unparalleled secret manual.

Encouraged by his demeanor, Ruan Tang continued, "But the 'divine sense' I want you to practice is different. It doesn't roar; it whispers."

"It doesn't use its brain, it uses...this."

She extended her fair index finger and gently touched Yan Yu's heart, where it was beating strongly for her.

“Divine consciousness grows from the soul. It is more advanced, more hidden, and can ‘see’ things that are completely different.”

"So, I think you can try a different approach."

Ruan Cheng looked at him and spoke clearly, word by word: "Calm down first, and don't pay attention to that unruly force in your head. Feel your heartbeat, feel yourself, and find your soul."

"Then, with your soul, gently and tenderly touch that spiritual power, pulling out only a strand as thin as a hair."

"Then use the techniques I taught you to break it down, knead it into your own, and turn it into 'divine consciousness'."