Stimulation

"Let me tell you, we psychology students don't treat people's mental illnesses; our main focus is on studying the ideology of society..."

"Don't give me that useless theory. I really need some emotional support right now. You're a psychology student, so please comfort me!"

"You'd be better off seeing An Ran than me; at least she ran a mental health clinic."

"Who do you think Sister An Ran learned her skills in running a clinic from?"

Of the group of several people, only Ren Anran had ever run a psychological clinic. Zhang Xuezhou felt quite sorry for Zuo Teng, who completely distrusted Ren Anran's treatment abilities.

This is more likely to happen between people who are very close.

For example, if an ordinary person suddenly sees an old classmate as their doctor when they are hospitalized, they will inevitably tremble with fear and have an extreme lack of trust.

Another family member is a chief physician at a certain hospital, but when a family member is sick, they prefer to see other doctors.

Knowing Grand Clarity about the other party's background and abilities,

Zuo Teng felt that Ren Anran couldn't cure his mental illness, and he didn't want Ren Anran to know about his terrible state of mind, nor did he want her to lead him to make his condition worse.

"She doesn't have that ability; she's just fooling people," Zuo Teng said in a low voice. "You're supposed to be an intellectual who's studied the psychology of alien beasts, so why don't you treat me like an alien beast and check my psychological problems!"

Compared to being subjected to psychological treatment by Ren Anran, Zuo Teng felt he would rather be treated as a last resort by Zhang Xuezhou.

At least Zhang Xuezhou didn't have Ren Anran's nakedly voyeuristic psychological perception, nor would he reveal some of Ren Anran's innermost secrets.

Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou has made some progress in psychology, although it is a classification of animal psychology, the other party is at least a lecturer.

"If you can heal me, I'll give you a strange beast as payment for your medical treatment," Zuo Teng said through gritted teeth.

"Teng, if that's how you put it, then I'll reluctantly take a look at your mental illness," Zhang Xuezhou finally said.

"Let's begin the psychotherapy process!"

Zuo Teng spread his hands, closed his eyes, and waited for Zhang Xuezhou's psychological questioning.

He was affected by Montes Arthur's fighting style. Although Ren Anran treated him and he barely escaped the influence, he still had a persistent headache and his mind was extremely active.

Whenever Zuo Teng closed his eyes, images of his own tragic end would flash before his eyes.

He knew it was all just his imagination, but Zuo Teng couldn't stop thinking about it; in fact, the more he thought about it, the more afraid, terrified, and even desperate he became.

Mengtesi Badun blocked not only Qinmeng's path, but also Zuo Teng's path in life.

Before he had grown strong enough, Zuo Teng had no desire to have any powerful rivals or enemies.

He only wanted to develop peacefully, strive to enter the Third Sequence, then seek laboratory resources to improve his body's capacity, and finally seek the path to the Fourth Sequence.

Logically speaking, someone with his qualifications should be the type to be abandoned.

However, the Zuo Household really didn't have any good prospects. For example, Zuo Jin, Zuo Quan, and others were even less talented than him. Zuo Denggao was also learning from him, but he still hadn't learned well. Not only was he inferior, but the explosion at the Wang Household's house also prevented him from participating in the Sequencing Grand Gathering.

This forced the Zuo Household to focus their laboratory resources on improving genetic aptitude and to place their hopes on Zuo Teng's development.

Zuo Teng has worked so hard to get to where he is today, and he feels that he shouldn't have this kind of fate.

"Bring it on!"

Zuo Teng called out in a low voice.

He immediately felt a chill run through him, which made his mind almost go blank for a moment.

"You do..."

Teng, you have a crush on An Ran!

What nonsense are you talking about?

Zuo Teng opened his eyes. He was about to ask Zhang Xuezhou what he had just done when he heard Zhang Xuezhou utter a sentence.

This caused cold sweat to immediately break out on his forehead.

When his gaze swept over the heads peeking out of the rest cabin, including Ren Anran's head, Zuo Teng felt cold sweat pouring down his body.

"You... you shouldn't talk nonsense... this isn't curing the illness!"

Zuo Teng stammered and mumbled.

Compared to Ren Anran's ability to judge current psychological states, Zhang Xuezhou seemed to be recounting events from several years ago.

Zuo Teng did indeed experience that initial stirrings of first love.

Anyone who has a beautiful girl who constantly helps them will have some thoughts, even if Ren Anran is a paid service.

But Zuo Teng didn't need love at the moment, and he eventually kept this little secret to himself.

But Zuo Teng didn't expect Zhang Xuezhou to bring up this secret again.

In that instant, the restless thoughts running through Zuo Teng's mind almost transported him back ten years.

He still remembers his arrogant and disdainful attitude towards his peers, his loneliness, and his gloomy Lineage.

Ren Anran was like a ray of light to him at that time, almost dispelling all of Zuo Teng's problems.

He can communicate with people of a higher age, has people to talk to, and can also resist some targeting and scheming within his Lineage.

This was indeed the white moonlight in Zuo Teng's Zuo Teng, and also a great secret hidden deep within him.

Suddenly exposed by Zhang Xuezhou, Zuo Teng stammered, feeling that his already troubled journey had become even more awkward and difficult. He even wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep so that he wouldn't have to be in this state.

"Whether or not you can cure the illness isn't up to you," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I'm saying this is better than telling you to have the housekeeper spend three thousand yuan to hire a female student to come to your home and study human anatomy!"

"Zhang... Zhang Xuezhou... you..."

Compared to Mengtesi Badun's threat, Zuo Teng felt that the matter was nothing.

He felt that Zhang Xuezhou, who was standing in front of him, was the biggest threat.

This guy casually blurted out all the shameful things he'd done that he couldn't possibly show his face.

Feeling the strange looks coming from the window of the rest pod, Zuo Teng felt cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Four years and three months ago, on your nineteenth birthday, you ate your birthday cakes alone and, out of boredom, used your left hand to relieve yourself..."

Ah~

Overwhelmed by shame, Zuo Teng felt his mind go blank and his body go dazed, his hands and feet turning ice cold.

Threats and future developments were no longer on Zuo Teng's mind.

Shame triumphed over everything.

Zhang Xuezhou's words, one after another, were almost like stabbing him in his weak spots.

But this is precisely what Zuo Teng remembers so vividly.

He didn't know why he remembered these things. Perhaps it was because the first time he experienced something left a deep impression, or perhaps these were the only things in his twenty-odd years of life that left him with some good memories. Or perhaps it was the quickest way for him to cut off his desires.

But this is something that shouldn't be talked about, especially not in front of Ren Anran.

Zuo Teng felt utterly hopeless, as if he had died a thousand deaths.

He strained to extend his right hand, which was difficult to control, wanting only to punch Zhang Xuezhou's foul mouth and make the guy shut up.

"Actually, two years ago..."

Shut up!

Zuo Teng roared, his body swaying as he stumbled forward like a drunkard, yet he struck Zhang Xuezhou precisely.

In just one exchange, Zhang Xuezhou, who had been brought close by him, was sent flying by a single collision.

Zuo Teng even heard the sound of Zhang Xuezhou's bones shifting.

Before he could take another step to attack, the door to the rest cabin was quickly pushed open, and Zhou Tianhao grabbed his hysterical companion.

After enduring several punches, Zhou Tianhao realized that Zuo Teng's fighting style was far more difficult to deal with than before.

Zhang Xuezhou was constantly being hit, and Zhou Tianhao was also repeatedly struck, unable to dodge a single blow.

Zhou Tianhao only felt much more relaxed after Zhang Manqian was placed in the not-so-spacious rest cabin.

"Wait... how come Zhang Manqian can still overpower Zuo Teng!"

Zuo Teng confidently asserted that few people of his age could compare to him, and Zhou Tianhao had to admit that Zuo Teng was indeed ahead at the current stage, and that the other party could even beat him up.

But Zhou Tianhao never expected that Zuo Teng's previously confident vows would be shattered at this moment.

Even though Zuo Teng had unleashed his full potential, Zhang Manqian was still dominating Zuo Teng, even after Zhou Tianhao stepped aside to let the two fight one-on-one.

In the tiny rest pod, Zuo Teng moved strangely, while Zhang Manqian moved nimbly and lightly, without even using the power of Gene Fighting Technique.

Amidst a series of heavy blows, Zuo Teng had already endured several powerful punches.

"His illness is cured, but I'm a bit sick!"

Zhou Tianhao had no choice but to help drag Zhang Xuezhou, who had been knocked away.

Zhang Xuezhou let out a muffled groan of pain and dissatisfaction, and Zhou Tianhao turned to look at Zuo Teng was in a hysterical state in the rest pod.

Being able to surpass his past level in Gene Fighting Technique, Zuo Teng is clearly undergoing a severe shock and rebirth.