This is a story that happened many times ago, about a strange boy.

The year when the incident happened, the boy was six years old, a father who worked as a guard in a small town, a mother who worked in a clinic, and a good friend who had been with him since childhood, and the two were always inseparable.

However, the boy is different and strange - in the middle of the night, he can always see some hazy phantoms and hear some mysterious sounds, which makes people dizzy.

In this regard, the boy firmly believed that this was the voice and temptation of the wizard witch. He told other people his thoughts, but he was always ridiculed and denied. Many people thought he was a lying lie. In order to attract the attention and attention of others, he fabricated these lies.

They isolated the boy and called him the 'strange guy'.

Want to get attention? Maybe, that's what he thinks. After all, he can be regarded as special in this aspect and can be watched by others. So even if he is regarded as a joke by others, the boy continues to tell others what he saw and heard, but no one believes him except his good friend who has been young and grown up.

Why don't you believe it? When the boy was depressed, his friends would always encourage him, and even take him to a bookstore in the town to buy some strange and strange stories, including legends about witches and monsters in the forest. The two little boys even used all their pocket money to buy a small telescope to look out at the hills in the distant forest and the stars in the sky.

This is an ordinary childhood, not happy, but also fulfilling enough.

When the boy grew up and became a teenager, his "visual" and "audit hallucination" became more and more serious, and even seriously affected his life. He even occasionally stared in a daze, then talked nonsense, then looked up at the moon, and talked nonsense about something like "they were staring at me" and "they were waiting for me".

He became more and more strange and withdrawn. Apart from that friend, the boy had no other friends. For the sake of the boy, his friend had to find a school by himself and set up a "Daoming Star Gazing Club", which took the initiative to take the other party to look at the stars with a telescope to alleviate the other party's condition.

"They are calling everyone, why can I hear it?"

The boy always confuses his friends, and his friends can only comfort him with a wry smile: "This means you are the one you were chosen, brother."

"That's right!" Thinking of this, the boy suddenly became excited. He raised his head and looked up at the moon: "Yes, whether it is a wizard or a ghost, or the sounds in the sky, they are all staring at me... I am the one I was chosen, the one I was staring at, right?"

"Superpowers, aliens, magic, elves, wizards and witches all exist, right?"

"Yes, yes." My friend couldn't laugh or cry, and could only follow his words: "Everything exists, everything exists."

As the days pass by day, time passes by bit, the boy gradually grows into a young man, and his friends grow up too.

Until the day they all became adults, the young man got the news that his friend had been admitted to a well-known university and was about to leave the town - but the young man himself, because of his obsession with stargazing and various mysterious rituals, had extremely poor grades and had to stay for one year.

——Are you leaving me too?

With such thoughts, on the last summer vacation when the two lived together, on a cloudless night, the young man and his friends were drunk. He seemed to hear the sound from the distant moon in a drowsy state.

【…Monitor…Creator destroys…self-disciplined fighter body…Search for matching life…】

It is a speech that is completely different from human beings, and is simply another system of language. It is spread by scattered spiritual power. Only a very small number of extremely talented spiritual resonators can hear this cry and respond to this match.

The young man didn't understand the meaning of this strange language at all. He just laughed wildly with wine, mixed with his own blood, and drew a magic circle on the floor to summon "elves" - he had painted this magic circle countless times, but never had any "elves" echoed it once. Of course, it was normal. After all, where did the natural elves come from in the world where spiritual energy was cut off? But the young man didn't know this. He just started to "summon" with the anger of his friend's about to leave, his confusion about his future, and the deep thought in his heart, "I am definitely special" and "I should be watched by everyone".

Then, on that day.

The "creatures" originated from outside the planet came between two drunken young people.

Accompanied by a wave of not very bright flashes and flying spiritual power, an unknown mass appeared in the center of the magic circle.

It was a strange creature that was silver, like gelatin, but not wet or sticky at all - it was only the size of a palm, with a few golden balls like eyes inside. At first, the creature seemed to have imitated its original owner because it came to a strange environment, curled up in a shape like a snail, and curled up into a shell.

But soon, it realized that the surrounding environment was not dangerous, so it returned to its original shape like a jelly.

"I, I succeeded?!"

The drunk young man shivered suddenly at the moment the light flashed and woke up slightly. He opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth wide, stared at the small creature in front of him, and then showed a crazy smile: "Dil, look, Deer, I succeeded! I really summoned the elves!"

"Oh my god, John...you, you really succeeded! Unbelievable..."

The young man's friend also saw this miraculous scene. He rubbed his eyes, staring at the creature holding the palm of his hand with incredible and even with a hint of fear. He said with a trembling trembling: "It's so terrible, how is this possible... I mean, it's really incredible here!"

At this time, the young man fell into a beautiful fantasy about the future: "I want to make a fortune, brother! I am not auditory or vision! I can really see those different things... Moon, yes, moon! They are all on the moon! I must go to the moon in the future and see their hometown! Deer, then we will go together and make a fortune together!"

"Everyone in the world must look at me and be crazy about me! I must let those guys who laughed at me and mocked me know how stupid they are!"

At this moment, the silver colloid located in the young man's palm squirmed slightly, but just such a small action scared the friend subconsciously retreated back and even screamed: "Don't let this thing approach me!"

The friend's excessive reaction made the young man who was in ecstasy in an instant.

"You have never believed in me, right? It turns out that you don't believe that I can see it, and you don't believe that I can succeed!"

He roared, smashing the bottle of wine in his hand: "Shit! You just pity me for so many years!"

He stared at his good friend with a heavy smell of alcohol... Yes, the other party was a college student from a future prestigious university. He was going to leave this town, but what about himself? He achieved nothing and had a bad grade... Yes, Deer had been looked at by everyone else and could make a fortune without himself. He actually wanted to take the other party to make money together. It was really stupid enough.

My only friend wants to leave my anger. The anger that has been ridiculed by others for a long time is clearly heard and seen, but is ignored by everyone, not to be seen by everyone, or even regarded as a joke. In this way, all of them are vented through alcohol.

Under extreme emotions, my mind began to twist... Why did my "friend" keep coaxing me and have been willing to pretend to believe me for so long? Because the more he shows his friendship with me, the more others believe that he is a good guy... Yes, in addition to himself, this guy, Deer, has many good friends, and many women like him, and that is good for him to set off...

Why... I am the one who is really capable, I am the one selected, why are everyone looking at him? They are all looking at this guy?!

Everyone can only look at me, only look at me!

Youth is a genius, an unprecedented genius.

If it weren't for this, it would be impossible to achieve the achievement of "summoning things beyond the stars" in this era.

If even one condition is not met - for example, if he did not drink, he summoned one year or later, his friend did not get into an extremely distant university, his own mentality is better, not so extreme, and his self-esteem is not so excessive...thing will not lead to such a bad ending.

Of course, he may not succeed.

But this is just a story that happened a long time ago, and the story has no ifs, no ifs.

So, the small "Superbing Self-Discipline Combat Unit" originated from the distant stars, in this way, under the command of his new master, devoured his first spoil on earth.

Then, there is the second, the third, the fourth...the first,749.

Human figures made of strange silver glue maintain the appearance of human beings, followed by the young man who hummed a small song and showed a crazy smile. The postman in the neighboring town who was so scared by this scene immediately drove to the car.

And the young man doesn't care at all - because fear is also a kind of concern.

crazy?

No, he is not crazy - this world should be like this, everyone should look at him, recognize him, praise him, and spread his name!

——I am the kingdom of heaven! I am the heaven! I am hell, and I am the underworld!

Since the earthlings do not want to look at him, let the creatures from other planets come over! If the creatures from other planets are not willing to come over, then one day, it will go to the other end of the starry sky and let all life pass on its name!

Are they similar?...it's really too similar.

But is it different? It is indeed very different.

Deep Space Caller, John Harrison.

He smelled the smell called "Same" from Su Zhou.

It is indeed an existence similar to oneself. They are all talented geniuses, all beings watched by some kind of existence - they all have close young friends, and they have childhoods that are not known as happiness, but absolutely fulfilling and absolutely full of actions.

They are so similar, experiences, situations, talents, and even the source of power from their nature, are so similar.

However, fate is so different.

So, the monster felt jealous... He obviously wanted to be paid attention to others and recognized by others, but why did he repeatedly be blocked? The monster in front of him, who was just like himself, and even more dangerous, could easily gather everyone's eyes, show himself freely in the spotlight, be recognized and praised...

But it doesn’t matter - the existence eroded by the Xiuge Self-Discipline Combat Unit will become a part of itself!

Praise secretes hormones, makes him happy, and not praises stimulates nerves, making him suffer - the human beings and the soul are just tight carbon-based machinery. No matter how firm the belief is, no matter how holy water is, they are just slaves to nerves and hormones, without exception! As long as you tame them, you will have their memories, their past, their praises, their souls, that is, everything about them!

Naturally, you can become them!

The huge silver snail, the ancient battle form of extra-star creatures, at this moment, felt the murderous intent from a distance, from his own "same kind" and his own enemy, which was as vast as the sea!

"You said you are not a monster! You actually exuded such murderous intent for strangers who have nothing to do with you and have no friendship and relatives!"

The caller of the deep space shocked his huge shell, and the muzzles began to spread out on its body like half of the fortress. It laughed wildly: "Normal humans, who would do this? I have eaten many Chinese people, but they all know that 'the joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, I just think they are noisy'!"

Then, the endless hot light flow was like retrograde meteor rain, hundreds of cluster light cannons bombed in the direction of Su Zhou. For a moment, even the satellites flying around the moon in the sky, and the ones that had adjusted their angles and re-entered the near-moon orbit, Meng Jin, who was located in the command module, could clearly see that in some place on the distant moon, a silver light was illuminating from the surface and sprinting into space!

However, what is more dazzling than the silver light flow is a dazzling light that is first blue and purple and then golden red!

"I'm angry because I want to be angry. What does other people have to do with me if they are not angry?"

Returning rapidly from a distance, he directly smashed countless incoming light streams into pieces. Su Zhou's voice was as calm as the murderous intent of tsunami, which was simply an illusion, but the vast and powerful heat radiation that was just like the sun was spreading from the divine sword in his hand in all directions: "Apply to the logic of ordinary humans and use it on me..."

"This kind of thinking is a weak person in itself."

At this moment, white dragon scales began to appear on the surface of Su Zhou's body. He held the divine sword in his hand tightly. Su Zhou's tone was intriguing: "See, my divine sword? The power of sentient beings gathered, and they have incredibly lethal power for all monsters that are immortal and that are recognized by the world as demon kings."

This is not false. Even though it has turned into a combat form, the caller of Deep Space still felt the extremely terrifying power of the Blade of Destruction - it still remembers that his arm that was injured by it could not even heal itself. He had to completely cut and abandon the entire injured part in order to be reborn.

The monster couldn't help but become cautious - and when he heard the master's words, the divine sword that was becoming more and more spiritual was also excited!

Su Zhou: "However, I can kill you without these special effects."

Whether it was the caller of the deep space or the thrilling divine sword, they were stunned for a moment.

Then, Su Zhou, who entered the first part of the real body, raised the blade of extinction on his right hand at a rapid speed of more than ten times the speed of sound - the black and white flame of sin burning, mixed with the young man's hot and high anger, poured into the divine sword, causing the golden and red will flame to burst out like a corona and bloom on the moon surface!

Before this terrifying high temperature even began to release its true power, its terrifying spiritual radiation directly annihilated the silver light flows around it that were still approaching, and then turned them into golden-red torches and pushed them away.

There was no explosion or resistance in this process. Under this huge spiritual power that surpassed any normal commander practitioner, all the attacks towards Su Zhou were nothing but dust, and were destined to turn into flying Mars under the high temperature of the flames, and then welcoming the ending of extinguishing in the cold wind.

"Don't think about it!"

Such a terrible vision is just a prelude to the attack. Even the conceited caller of the deep space cannot help but give his all. He is no longer dealing with the silver light flow that is simply using energy to suppress people. It begins to use its true abilities, powerful enough to move the mountain's "mind power" and begins to control everything around it.

The power of thought is a omnipotent force.

The flame ability is nothing more than accelerating molecular movements and the frost ability is nothing more than slowing down molecular movements. Whether it is thunder, lightning, wind or fluid, all movements, phenomena, or optical stealth, any ability can be basically simulated using mind power.

The Caller of Deep Space does not have a systematic inheritance of the earth. His power, in addition to transforming himself into an "abstinent" and the supernatural powers that can transform other people's gaze into his own power, all originate from the ancient alien civilization, cultivating his own mind and "spiritual energy".

And this power is reflected in the outside world, and the most obvious thing is the omnipotent "spirit of thought".
To be continued...