"Ha ha, Siwei, I've won the champions.h.i.+p!" Charlotte, who had just got rid of the crowd of admirers and supporters, rushed into Siweis laboratory and gave him a warm hug.

Feeling the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, Siwei was not too excited. He was not a simple 15-or 16-year-old boy. He came from 35th AD were beauty was pursued to perfection.

To know the peerless beauty under the aesthetics of the 35th century ad, even a cell defect on a body is not allowed.

"Very well, your efforts have been rewarded! I think this is exactly what we are after! " Siwei encouraged Charlotte and pat her on the shoulder and then released her arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm so happy that I didn't notice that you were here too, sorry!" Charlotte was a little losy, but she quickly adjusted. She hurriedly hugged Meryl.

"I heard that Faawi and the others will give you a celebration party? You go quickly! " Meryl tilted her head a little unhappily.

"You two won't go together? We haven't held a party since the last time you were promoted to a high-level magic apprentice. I sincerely invite you to join in this celebration! " Charlotte asked somewhat puzzled.

"Meryl and I are having some new discussions on meditation, I think ..." Siwei spread out his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"Dear, please come with me, please!" Charlotte, seeing that the situation was wrong, hurriedly hugged Meryl and shook hrr.

"Sorry to disappoint you, the party is not as interesting as magic!" Meryl responded coolly, ignoring Charlotte's pettishness.

Looking at the two people who were firm in their att.i.tude, Charlotte's silver tooth bit and stamped her feet severely: "d.a.m.n magic, this party will not be held! I will stay here tonight to see if you can explore meditation into a flower! "

Siwei and Meryl smiled at each other, and the atmosphere in the whole room instantly became very relaxed.

"Charlotte, go first and inform those who are doomed to disappointment!" Siwei smiled and watched Charlotte walk out of the door before solemnly saying to Meryl: "I have a new idea about meditation, but I don't know if it is correct. I want you to experience it. I don't know if you want to?"

"No problem!" Meryl replied without hesitation.

"In this process, my consciousness will enter the heart lake. You need to completely release your resistance to me and trust me completely. If you cannot do this, I will not be able to enter your heart lake!"

Siwei proposed the key to this idea.

Meryl bowed her head slightly and did not respond.

In fact, this is a very big challenge. In the 35th century, as long as people have the money to make genetic adjustments, they are all handsome men and women. They can freely contact with each other and vent their desires. However, few couples are able to communicate with each other with their hearts open. What's more, they are totally and unreservedly accepted and trusted.

Moreover, Siwei is undoubtedly a lonely explorer on the magic road. He has no teachers or guides. Although he has done experiments with himself, whether he can popularize it, whether it can be applied to all people, and what effect it can play, all these need someone to cooperate with the experiments.

This experiment is full of danger and is a challenge to both partic.i.p.ants.

At this moment, only Meryl can be trusted by Siwei.

"I, I can do it!" Siwei didn't wait too long, Meryl responded softly, almost like a mosquito hum.

Zero was still asleep. In the dim light, Siwei did not notice Meryl's little face that was like a ripe red apple.

"Very well! Sit in front of me! Turn your back on me! Try to enter a state of meditation! " Siwei's hands lightly rested on Meryl's thin shoulder and began to guide.

Based on Meryl's solid foundation, she has no difficulty entering the meditation state, but Siwei's guidance is the key premise for him to enter Meryl's heart lake. With his current magic strength, if Meryl resists even a little, he cannot enter there.

To Siwei's delight, under his guidance, Meryl's consciousness soon sank into the heart lake and completely entered the state of meditation.

Meryl's heart lake, according to her own account, is a piece of wet green gra.s.s.

Meryl was sitting alone in the middle of the lawn with her arms folded. However, this time she was no longer completely immersed in her world with her head down as usual. She looked around with expectation on her face, expecting the arrival of a person.

Siwei adjusted his spirit, just like the "soul out-of-body experience" described in the immortal novels. His consciousness slowly rose from his heart lake, close to Meryl's heart lake not far away. And this ability was also acquired last night after his soul-level training.

Soon, Siwei's consciousness reached the edge of Meryl's heart lake. He tried to move closer and felt only a little slight resistance. Before Siwei could exert his power, this weak resistance disappeared. Siwei easily entered Meryl's heart lake.

Meryl in the heart lake looks younger, only about seven or eight years old, dressed in a lovely children's clothing, like a large doll. Siwei, on the other hand, is more mature and looks about 20 or 30 years old. They stand together more like a father and daughter.

"I'm coming in, Meryl!" Siwei used consciousness to communicate with the little girl in front of him.

"You are the first guest here!" Meryl said proudly.

Siwei gently took her soft little hand and said, "Are you ready to take a great adventure with me?"

As soon as Meryl was living in Siwei, she had a feeling of peace of mind, as if there was nothing to be afraid of in this world. She nodded vigorously and smiled slightly.

"That's good! Let me begin this wonderful journey! " As Siwei shouted, the next moment, heaven and earth suddenly changed, chaos and darkness, strong winds and waves, boundless sea appeared.

However, this time Meryl did not appear on a boat. She found herself a black petrel.

"In the boundless sea, the strong wind swept over the dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, petrels like black lightning are flying proudly!"

Siwei's voice read aloud as if it were the voice of outer s.p.a.ce, while Meryl's petrel, as described in this poem, soars freely in the wind and sea!

"The wings touch the waves and the arrows rush straight at the dark clouds. It shouts. In this brave cry, the dark clouds hear happiness."

"In this cry, full of desire for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds recognized the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence to win! "

"Seagulls groaned before the storm-moaned, they flew across the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm to the depths of the sea."

"Sea ducks are moaning too-, sea ducks, cannot enjoy the joy of life's battles: the thunderous weather frightened them."

"Stupid penguin, timidly hiding its fat body under the cliff ... only the proud petrel, bravely and freely, flies on the foaming sea!"

"The dark clouds are getting darker and lower, pressing straight down toward the sea, while the waves are singing and rus.h.i.+ng high into the air to meet the thunder."

"The thunder rumbled. The waves cried out in angry droplets, contending with the wind. Look, the strong wind tightly picked up layers of huge waves. He threw them violently onto the cliff and smashed these large pieces of jade into dust. "

"The petrel cried and flew like black lightning. The arrow pa.s.sed through the dark clouds and its wings swept up the foam of the waves."

"Look, she is flying like an elf-proud, stormy elf-she is laughing, she is screaming again ... she is laughing at the dark clouds, it is screaming for joy!"

"This sensitive spirit-she knew from the fury of thunder that she was tired, convinced that dark clouds could not cover the sun-yes, they could not!"

"The wind roared ... thunder rumbled ..."

"Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn in the bottomless sea. The sea seized the lightning bolts and extinguished them in its own abyss. The shadows of these lightning bolts are like salamanders, meandering in the sea and disappearing in a flash. "

"-storm! A storm is coming! "

"This is a brave petrel, flying proudly in the roaring sea and among the lightning. This is the prophet of victory shouting:

-let the storm come harder! "