Training and Rehabilitation Training

As night fell, someone lay sprawled across her bed, one hand still clutching a large Kumamon body pillow.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A faint feeling of being watched crept over her, raising goosebumps on her skin. Still sitting at the desk, the girl protested in annoyance. Based on recent experience, she had clearly realized that her roommate was sneaking peeks at her again.

"First, don't call me 'hey.' Second, I'm working out. Don't distract me."

This was an apartment Ning Yu had rented off campus over the past two days. The two college girls had bought a set of temporary necessities and hired housekeeping to tidy the place up a little, turning it into a relatively discreet "base."

Without paying much attention to her best friend's question, Fang Yishu naturally extended that invisible sense of perception. It felt as natural as an ordinary person stretching. From deep within her consciousness, as if some shackles had been removed, that concealed spiritual trace broke free from its formerly restrained state and returned to its usual fluctuations, spreading through the floor, walls, air, and the building's pipes—

Layer upon layer, it dispersed in every direction.

For an ordinary person, this was undoubtedly a rather novel and extraordinary experience—a different perspective.

With a single "glance," lifeless objects such as walls and furniture appeared mostly as dim, inconspicuous shades of gray-black within this mental field of vision. Their exact shapes were not even particularly clear.

Only objects with a certain energy effect, such as the lamp currently shining, visibly leaned more toward the realm of "color."

Living things, however—such as the potted succulents on the balcony of this rental apartment, or, more distinctly, vigorous individuals like her best friend—were surrounded by layers of differently colored halos, especially around the internal organs and head. These