Mental Field Control

"There was definitely something wrong with the flesh of those Demon Beasts!"

In his bedroom, Zhang Xuezhou woke with a frown.

Instead of sitting at his desk to record everything that had happened in his dream as he usually did, he pushed open the window.

Downstairs, an orange cat was startled by the sound of the window opening. It stiffened and let out a "meow," then darted into one of the few dark spots left in the morning sunlight.

A person could scare a cat, and a cat could scare a person in turn.

Though Zhang Xuezhou had been somewhat prepared, he hadn't expected the orange cat to be in a different spot from the day before yesterday.

He too got a fright, and a big-headed green duck seemed to scream in his ear.

"Or else my condition has gotten worse again!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head, shaking away Lü Yaya's noisy cries.

Having a duck scream in his ear whenever he got a fright was anything but pleasant.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that something was seriously wrong with his mental state.

Yet using the ability of the Sequel to the Essential Instruction for Recuperation, he saw no black Qi rising from his body.

That made Zhang Xuezhou put back the tranquilizer pill he had taken out.

The duck cries he was hearing now weren't his only concern. He had also eaten Flood Dragon Fish in his dream today.

The Golden Toad Dharma King was right: the only part of a Flood Dragon Fish worth eating was its liver. Its flesh was like rubber, and no matter how hard Zhang Xuezhou chewed, he couldn't break it down, so he had to settle for its organs.

There had only been one small piece of liver, and to avoid starving to death, Zhang