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The cabin is the base of Shen Qingzhou, and Shen Qingzhou has ruled out patrolling the territory around the cabin many times.

But recently there have been frequent situations, and Shen Qingzhou felt that something must have gone wrong.

After thinking about it, he felt that the only place nearby that could be used as a breakthrough was the pig herd he met when he went out to collect traditional Chinese medicine.

After boiling the soup base of the hot pot, Shen Qingzhou walked out of the door of the cabin.

Before leaving, Shen Qingzhou looked at the closed door of the bedroom, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't knock on the door.

Recalling the water vapor and drowsiness that filled Carlos' big lake blue eyes when he woke Carlos from outside, Shen Qingzhou couldn't help but soften his heart.

Forget it, Carlos hasn't slept in for a long time. The weather is nice today, so let him sleep a little longer.

Gently closing the door of the cabin, Shen Qingzhou gently left the house with hands and feet, and walked towards the direction of the pigs on the system map.

In the cabin behind him, Carlos sat by the bedroom window.

He silently watched Shen Qingzhou's back, his face pale as paper under the torture of pain.

After Shen Qingzhou's figure disappeared into the jungle, Carlos shuddered and took a breath.

He closed his eyes and released the mental power he had suppressed for a long time.

In the next instant, a huge mental pressure suddenly exploded in this area and swept through in silence.

Whoopi and Eddie, as two-dimensional living creatures other than Carlos in this area, have nothing to do with this raging mental coercion.

In this tyrannical mental pressure, they only had time to utter a foul language with emotion, and then they were stunned by this tyrannical mental shock.

In the cabin's bedroom, Carlos gasped in pain.

The toxins in his body feed on his mental power. As his mental power grew, the toxins in his body also expanded rapidly.

The toxin and the mental force pulled each other, and a fierce tug of war broke out in Carlos' body.

In the severe pain, part of the tyrannical mental force ran out uncontrollably. They rioted around Carlos in disorder, and even the space was torn apart by tiny cracks.

Thin beads of sweat silently appeared on Carlos' forehead. Carlos closed his eyes and began the long and familiar wait.

No one knows that his mental power is not the S-level that the outside world has spread wildly, but the unprecedented SSS-level.

Relying on his tyrannical mental power, Carlos survived abruptly with a poison that was said to be "death if you touch it."

Now, all he has to do is endure.

Endure the pain in the body and mobilize his mental power to break through the level in front of him.

As long as his mental power has the absolute upper hand and suppresses the poison, he will win again.

Forcefully pursing his bloodless thin lips, Carlos mobilized his mental power and hit the seemingly unbreakable invisible barrier again and again.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Carlos clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning pale under the strong squeeze.