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What's the name of that psychologist again?

Chen Miao lowered his head, deep in thought, and quickly remembered, Zhang Liu, the one who had a tumor in his belly, right? He even said at the time that the name was unlucky, but it's quite memorable.

He quickly found the person on his friend's list.

He immediately sent out his thoughts.

The response came just as quickly.

"Sure, but I need to see the person face to face."

"Video won't work?"

"..."

The other side didn't reply with a message but merely sent three dots, clearly having some doubts about the idea of video hypnosis.

Chen Miao also felt slightly embarrassed as he scratched his nose; video hypnosis indeed did seem a bit far-fetched. After all, if it really worked, then someone could just hypnotize an entire crowd through television, which definitely seemed too far-fetched.

But clearly, he had underestimated Zhang Liu, who ran three psychology clinics; such a person could not be just anybody.

"It's not that it's impossible, but you need to maintain as quiet an environment as possible on your end, with minimal background noise. Then calm the patient down as much as possible, try to clear their mind."

"But it can only be a one-time thing."

"You can only use it once, if you want something permanent, you'll need to meet in person, face-to-face hypnosis."

"It should take about five minutes."

"Five minutes?"

Chen Miao looked down at his wristwatch and calculated the time. It should be just about enough. Doctor Gou finished early, and others were still in the ring. The bus had about six more minutes before departure.

During this time, only Doctor Gou would be on the bus, which should be quiet enough.

...

Without a moment's hesitation.

Chen Miao immediately made a video call to Zhang Liu, and upon seeing that familiar face, he smiled and said, "It's gonna be a bit of trouble for you next, I don't have much by the way of skills. It's you guys with the real talents that are in demand."

"I'll probably need your help plenty more times in the future."

Zhang Liu appeared to be in his office, with a backdrop of a cabinet filled with various trophies. At this moment, he seemed puzzled as he looked behind Chen Miao.

"Are you on a bus?"

"Is the environment quiet enough?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely quiet."

After projecting the video onto midair, Chen Miao stood up and turned to wave at the passengers in the rear seat, "Fellas, could you step out for a moment? I've got something to take care of on the bus, I'll let you back on before we leave."

The woman without a head.

The middle-aged man with blurred flesh around his eye sockets.

And so on.

The six passengers exchanged glances but did not speak; they quietly descended the bus and stood alongside it, appearing very cooperative and silent, not showing the violence that marked their initial encounter.

"Miao..."

On the other end of the video call, Zhang Liu's face had turned pale, his voice trembling with a sobbing tone, "What is... what is this...?"

"I haven't wronged you, have I, Miao? We don't have any bad blood, what's this all about?"

Although Zhang Liu's legs were not visible, they must have been shaking quite a bit; any normal person would have trembling calves at that sight.

"No worries."

Chen Miao waved his hand dismissively: "I'm in the middle of an event, these are some buddies, don't mind them too much. Actually, you may have met them before."

He mentioned it casually, but to his surprise, Zhang Liu said with a trembling voice from the video call, "I actually have met them, that middle-aged man holding the briefcase came to me for psychological consultation. He said his wife had four children, three of whom were not his, and one was even his stepfather's."

"He wanted to forget this obstacle, to start over with his wife, and to raise the four children as his own, but he demanded his wife bear him his own child."

"He asked me if there was any way to forget these memories."

"I really wanted to help him, but I didn't have such means. Forgetting memories is beyond my control, and then he never came back to me. How come he's turned out like this now?"

"Is he... is he alright?"

"Hm..."

Chen Miao, standing inside the bus, hesitated as he looked towards the middle-aged man standing at the bus door, "He should be alright, I guess? I've settled his regrets for him, now he's off to hell without a worry, preparing for rebirth."

"Want to have a chat with him after this is over?"

"No need... you mean he's dead?"

"Yeah, he must have been dead for a while, his wife and stepfather killed him together, it was quite tragic."

"Alright."

Chen Miao interrupted the conversation and turned to Doctor Gou, who was sitting anxiously in the bus. Chen Miao popped out the Taboo Item's panel into the air and, with a serious look, told the doctor,

"This Taboo Item can help you better control your ability, but for safety, I'm going to set up two valves for you."

"You need to keep your emotions stable now, and, on Zhang Liu's cue, start imagining the most painful, saddest, angriest moments of your life, let your emotions burst out. Then, Zhang Liu will assign a key phrase to these emotions."

"From now on, you just need to shout this key phrase loudly, and you can instantly enter that emotional state while your combat power skyrockets."

"But at the same time, because I'm worried that your past death wish might cause you to actually commit suicide, I'll set up another safety valve for you. When you shout the key phrase, your emotions will instantly calm down, and of course, at that time, you shouldn't use that ability anymore, got it?"

"Understood."

Doctor Gou took a deep breath, sat in his seat, and following the instructions from Zhang Liu on the video, began to clear his mind and close his eyes. Now, only he and Chen Miao were on the bus.

He knew Chen Miao was doing this for his own good.

The extent of a Taboo Item's preciousness was clearer to him than to anyone else, and one that fully matched his own Taboo Item was priceless.

Chen Miao's willingness to give it to him proved his status in Chen Miao's heart and the feelings Chen Miao had for him. He felt somewhat embarrassed; perhaps, in Chen Miao's eyes, he had made many sacrifices for him.

First the Attribute Exchange Coupons, then the Star Coins, and the Thompson Submachine Gun.

At that time, Chen Miao was penniless, and what he provided gave Chen Miao a good starting point.

But as for himself, he was an experienced Supernatural, and although he didn't have cash on hand, his backpack storage still contained quite a few items. In particular, things like Attribute Exchange Coupons, which are only useful for newbies, any seasoned Supernatural has used an Attribute Exchange Coupon before.

You can only use them five times.

The real value lies in the number of uses, not the item itself.

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