"It sounds pretty cool... like the unique skills of the male protagonist in some novel..."
Wei Curcuma sighed in shock and laughed at himself.
"Aren't the male protagonists in the novels young people read nowadays all systematic?"
"? Principal, you still understand the system flow."
"Well, I read it on the audio, and it said that young people nowadays like this kind of novel."
Zhenjun thought about his wording.
"Understanding the preferences of young people is also what an educator should do."
"It was just a joke, I was worried that you were too nervous."
Wei Curcuma was speechless and rubbed his cheeks with his hands, deeply impressed by the humor shown by the seemingly serious Zhenjun at this moment.
Zhenjun is obviously not very good at making jokes, but the fact that he tried to make a joke in a serious way has a more...tricky effect than the fact that he wants to make a joke.
He just coughed slightly and brought the topic back to Soul Pressure.
"Soul pressure is artificially divided into fifteen levels, from 1 to 15. It's very simple."
"Among them, levels 1-5 are the category of ordinary people. Perhaps babies who have just been born and have not fully grown will be higher. The soul pressure is probably at the critical point between levels 4 and 5, while the old man who is about to die has a exhausted soul and will probably fall. To level 1 soul pressure."
"6-10 is the level that only talented people and those who have consciously cultivated can reach. This level can often feel the existence of abnormalities, but if you want to see the details of the abnormality clearly, it is like witnessing an ordinary thing. Even level 10 soul pressure can’t do it.”
Zhenjun looked at Wei Curcuma, who was thoughtful and thought of some possibility.
"Most of the so-called talented and inspired people will stop here. Even if they are systematically trained, professionals who have been exposed to a variety of abnormal-related events will stop at 9-10 levels of soul pressure."
"It's fair to say that the vast majority of people will stop there."
"Generally, most of the recorded patients with soul overflow syndrome fall within this range."
Wei Curcuma could not help but frown, covered his chin and lips with his fingers, and began to think.
"But I was able to see abnormalities when I was a child..."
"Yes, you can not only see it, but you can also see it accurately. You can see all the details of those anomalies, just like reading a book or looking at the veins of a leaf."
"You even suppressed multiple anomalies on your own, even..."
Zhenjun did not finish speaking, but Wei Curcuma knew that what he wanted to say was the human figure at the graduation ceremony.
"Your soul pressure strength is at least level 11."
True Lord Xuanyuan was somewhat emotional.
"You may not know what this means yet, but I can tell you responsibly that this is the strength of soul pressure that can only be possessed by those who suppress anomalies."
Zhenjun did not continue to briefly describe the soul pressure, but explained the soul overflow syndrome.
He waved casually, and a transparent glass flew out of nowhere and fell into his hand. He picked up a bottle of water and poured transparent water into the glass.
The glass was not very big and was filled quickly, but Zhenjun did not stop and continued to pour water into it. The water soon flowed out of the outer edge of the glass and dripped on the ground.
"Soul overflow syndrome is a symptom of excessive overflow of soul pressure. Soul pressure is like water. If you pour too much water, it will naturally overflow the cup."
Zhenjun stopped and looked at the water stains on the ground.
"These overflowing, uncontrolled soul pressures will attract wandering anomalies, or cause tragedies around patients with soul overflow syndrome."
"Some patients with soul overflow syndrome develop mental problems because they are exposed to that world too early, or they go astray because they are isolated and helpless."
"Although the Northern Territory will always search for them and invite them to enroll, soul overflow syndrome is extremely rare, occurring only once every few decades, and it is also highly concealed. Most of the time, the person will not know what is going on, so the success rate is extremely low. .”
Wei Curcuma suddenly understood why the middle-aged man who reported to the office during the day said that "it is rare to live with soul overflow syndrome". From this look, it is indeed...
"I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune. You are obviously suffering from the most severe soul overflow syndrome in history, but you can continuously defeat the abnormality alone, and even completed such a feat on that day..."
True Lord Xuanyuan looked at Wei Curcuma seriously.
"Wei Curcuma, you are very powerful."
"But because you are powerful, you face even more unspeakable problems."
"Under the premise of soul overflow certificate, you and that existence are fighting each other, which is equivalent to a glass being smashed by unimaginable power."
"Normally speaking, soul pressure cannot be broken, because it is an invisible thing, but there are still very few powerful forces in this world that can do it, and the existence you met that day is one of them."
"So, the container of your soul has... been shattered by such a huge force."
Zhenjun looked at the cup in his hand, and Wei Curcuma also followed his gaze.
After being filled with water, it did not overflow and seemed to be in a stable state.
But Zhenjun's five fingers exerted a little force, and a crisp sound like ice cracking came.
"Click"
Fine lines continued to spread along the transparent glass, and finally with such a small sound, the crystal cup completely shattered.
The water in the cup fell together with the broken cup, and fell to the ground, splashing out a huge water mark. In the water marks, you could see bits and pieces of broken transparent glass, reflecting the cold light from the upper and lower layers.
"That's the problem you face."
"If you continue, the cracks in your soul will continue to expand, until at some point, it will be completely shattered like this glass."
"If the container is broken, the soul pressure will naturally have nowhere to put it. In layman's terms..."
"die."
Wei Zeshu sat silently on the chair, looking at the broken glass between himself and Zhenjun, not knowing what he was thinking.
Death?
"But you're not dead."
Zhenjun quietly put his hand on Wei Curcuma's shoulder and looked at this student who had just grown up and was forced to think about the ultimate proposition of life and death.
His hands are steady and strong, and the warmth in his palms can give people inspiring support.
"You are not dead. Your condition was serious at that time, and your soul pressure would be extremely unstable. No one can know what happened to you, so I invite you to come here tonight."
The true king looked at Wei Curcuma and sat upright.
"I am Zhenjun Xuanyuan, the principal of the Northern Territory."
"Beyond that, I have an identity."
"The current golden wind among the ten winds."
"I will wash your soul with soul pressure and work with you to find the possibility of living."
"Wei Curcuma, you can trust me."
A rare warm smile appeared on Zhenjun's handsome and expressionless face.
"let's start."
At this moment, Wei Zeshu still didn't know what the ten contemporary styles represented, but he had no reason to believe in the principal in front of him.
The true king deserves people's respect, love and trust.
