Most Shang Jianyao was overjoyed at the sight of prey, suppressed the resistance of a few people, and decided to explore this psychological shadow.

*Thump!*

His first attempt was to transform into a flying fish, stretch his body, and leap into the sea.

This dim seawater had no undulation at all, as if it had solidified there.

This complemented the gloomy and dilapidated cruise ship.

Shang Jianyao didn't care, struck a pose, and began to move forward.

Thanks to his experience in the "Sea of Origins," he was now extremely skilled at swimming. Whether it was butterfly stroke, breaststroke, backstroke, freestyle, dog paddle, or wild flailing, he did them all with a semblance of skill and at a decent speed.

Soon, he swam to the vicinity of that long-abandoned cruise ship moored near the shore.

It was only at this moment that Shang Jianyao discovered a problem:

He couldn't board the cruise ship!

The cruise ship's gangway hadn't been lowered, and the forward cargo door hadn't been opened!

The reckless Shang Jianyao was disliked by his colleagues and had to retreat into the depths of his consciousness, handing over the dominance to the calm and rational one.

Shang Jianyao stroked his chin:

"How did the room's owner, and that '522' person, board this cruise ship back then?"

It was obvious that these two weren't on the cruise ship from the beginning.

The honest Shang Jianyao chuckled:

"Isn't that simple?

"They must have taken a small boat from somewhere on the dock and then been hoisted up.

"We should have looked around the dock just now instead of jumping into the water and swimming over."

He disdained the reckless colleague and even mocked those who were infected by the spirit of recklessness at that time and did not stop him.

"Now is not the time to discuss who is right and who is wrong. The important thing is to find a solution." The half-mechanical monk Pudu Chanshi turned his "Six Senses Beads."

In the Shang Jianyao Democratic Consultative Conference, he was always the peaceful and compassionate one, responsible for mediating.

The calm and rational Shang Jianyao "hmm"ed:

"It's too wasteful to swim back. Let's try other methods first."

The cheerful Shang Jianyao laughed:

"We can blast a big hole in the hull and drill straight through!"

"Good, good!" It wasn't the one who was used to obeying who echoed him, but Pudu Chanshi.

This half-mechanical monk had always been a fan of the doctrine of superior firepower.

"What if the ship sinks?" The honest Shang Jianyao raised a question.

At this moment, the Shang Jianyaos' state was that their lower bodies were overlapping, and their upper bodies were separated, forming a circle for easy communication.

The cheerful Shang Jianyao quickly explained:

"Just kidding, just kidding.

"What I really mean is, we can conjure up various tools, such as helicopters, such as military exoskeletons, to help us board the deck."

The reckless Shang Jianyao ended his repentance and began to try without hesitation.

After a few seconds, he asked:

"To make the conjured items work, do we have to use the 'Interference Matter' ability and infuse enough spirit?"

"What do you think?" The cowardly Shang Jianyao disliked the reckless guys the most.

"I think so, and helicopters and military exoskeletons are large items, and the spirit needed to infuse them is no less than swimming back, or even more!" The honest Shang Jianyao answered instead of the reckless one.

The Shang Jianyaos fell into a brief silence, thinking about other plans.

"I have an idea." The calm and rational Shang Jianyao looked up.

"What?" Several Shang Jianyaos asked in unison.

Shang Jianyao stroked his chin:

"Let's build a human ladder!

"Anyway, there are ten of us."

"Good!" The reckless Shang Jianyao immediately responded.

"Will ten people not be enough?" The Shang Jianyao wearing a blown-up version of his childhood clothes estimated the height from here to the first deck.

The calm Shang Jianyao laughed:

"That's simple, we'll talk about it later."

So, the ten Shangs separated, and the reckless Shang Jianyao stuck to the hull, gripping the shellfish attached to the surface.

Then, the Shang Jianyao who liked novelty used him as a stepping stone, climbed up, and stood on his shoulders.

One after another, ten Shang Jianyaos were stacked up layer by layer.

Because this was the world of consciousness, and Shang Jianyao's own balance ability was extremely strong, the human ladder looked shaky, but it did not fall.

Glancing at the deck, which was still far away, the calm Shang Jianyao at the top drew a dagger, infused a small amount of spirit, and pierced it into the weld of the steel hull with a *呲* sound.

Then, he roared:

"Combine, centering on me."

With a *刷* sound, the other Shang Jianyaos "poured" into his body.

Immediately afterward, one Shang Jianyao was separated out, climbed onto the calm Shang Jianyao, and stepped on his shoulders.

One after another, the Shang Jianyaos completed the human ladder again.

In this way, they didn't spend much spirit and smoothly reached the edge of the first deck.

Ten Yaos united, leaped, and stood firmly on their feet.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling that time had begun to flow and the whole world had come to life.

The surrounding *哗啦* sounds and talking sounds rang out without warning. On the deck, gusts of sea breeze blew, bringing a moist and fishy smell. The seawater below swayed, with small waves.

Shang Jianyao looked up and saw humans dressed in various clothes.

They were mostly young and middle-aged men and women, gathering in different areas of the deck in groups of three or five, each engaged in communication.

These people's language, these people's expressions, were vivid and exceptionally real.

Shang Jianyao glanced around and walked towards the entrance area of the cabin.

There stood three men. One of them was holding a crumpled cigarette that had been stored for who knows how long, reluctant to light it.

Next to him, the other two were in their thirties, their clothes were old and patched.

Shang Jianyao stopped not far away, listening to their conversation.

"Once we get to the island, we won't be afraid of those 'Heartless' anymore!" The man holding the cigarette, with short but clean hair, exclaimed sincerely.

His waist was bulging, obviously hiding a weapon.

"How is that possible? Even if there were no 'Heartless' on the island originally, after such a large ship of people goes over, there will be new 'Heartless' sooner or later." It wasn't his two companions who retorted the man, but the naturally friendly Shang Jianyao.

The man's expression changed slightly. He looked at Shang Jianyao's build and calmed down again.

He grumbled:

"At least we don't have to face tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of 'Heartless' swarming over like a dark cloud!

"And, the people who went to the island before all said that the land there is fertile, the sunshine is abundant, and there is a lot of rain, which is very suitable for planting."

"It's not very polluted either." One of the man's companions added with longing.

His most obvious feature was a black mole at the end of his right eyebrow.

"They can actually answer questions..." Shang Jianyao was "shocked."

"What do you mean?" The cigarette-holding man frowned.

Shang Jianyao "restrained" his expression and said seriously:

"I didn't think you would answer me."

Logically speaking, the characters in the psychological shadow are built and active according to the corresponding memories of the room's owner. In simple terms, they are approximately NPCs who can only answer fixed questions.

So, either Shang Jianyao's question had been raised by someone back then, or the characters in this psychological shadow could "calculate in real-time," which was quite special.

"Why wouldn't we answer? I like reasoning the most." The cigarette-holding man took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it between his fingers.

Shang Jianyao opened his mouth, then suddenly made a face at them:

*略略略!* (a taunting sound)

The three men were stunned for a few seconds, obviously caught off guard, and then flew into a rage.

At this time, Shang Jianyao had already turned around and ran wildly into the cabin.

Hearing the sound of pursuit behind him, his expression instantly returned to normal, and he muttered to himself silently:

"In that kind of fleeing environment, the atmosphere must have been relatively depressing and dull. No one should have suddenly made a face, and they actually reacted to it...

"This psychological shadow is indeed a bit strange..."

"That's not right. What if there was a madman back then?" Shang Jianyao retorted himself.

Amidst the "argument," he slowed down, opened the door on the side of the corridor, and hid inside.

In the room, a man and a woman who were fighting fiercely were simultaneously stunned, turned their heads blankly, and looked at him.

"Sorry, you continue." Shang Jianyao quickly exited the room and closed the door again.

So impolite!

At this time, the sound of pursuit was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, a booming sound came from outside the "Ninth Heaven," muffled and drawn out.

Immediately afterward, Shang Jianyao's body swayed inexplicably, and the world in front of him gradually became illusory and transparent.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Jiang Baimian had woken up at some point, and Bai Chen and Long Yuehong had both gathered around.

"That's not right! How could I just exit without suffering any damage?" Shang Jianyao muttered to himself.

Normally speaking, to leave a psychological shadow, you must return to the starting point and retreat to the "Mental Corridor." If you are not afraid of mental damage, you can forcibly awaken the Awakened in the psychological shadow through the stimulation of people from the outside world. Of course, the prerequisite is that the Awakened has not yet fallen into a coma or been trapped in the mental room.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao sideways, without asking.

Long Yuehong pointed to the outside of the building:

"There was an explosion over there.

"The place where that team was stationed before."