What It’s Like Being a Vampire

Although Xiang Kun couldn't eat, after he started cooking, he often had to taste the food to determine the taste so that he could make adjustments. Therefore, although his sense of taste is not as great as the evolution of sensory abilities guided by special training such as vision, smell, and hearing, it is still much more delicate than ordinary people. For the same food, he usually tastes more and deeper flavors than others.

But the piece of Napoleon cake that Lao Xia "presented" gave him a very familiar taste.

He also knew why the taste was familiar, not that he had eaten it before, but—in Lao Xia's dream just now, he had experienced the taste of this cake through Lao Xia's perception.

This exact same taste perception made him realize something was wrong.

The cake was chewed and swallowed by him, and disappeared as soon as it entered the esophagus. It is obvious that the Napoleon cake that Lao Xia has "discovered" now has the function of "being eaten".

Xiang Kun let Lao Xia "all present" the crispy pork knuckle again, and then tasted it carefully.

He could feel that when Lao Xia was doing "Juxian" now, he was connected with him, and the "super-linked objects" that invoked his abilities changed from nine to ten. In addition to the nine coins, the ball has also been added.

Xiang Kun quickly gnawed the pork knuckle clean, leaving a bone, and then the bone disappeared in his hand.

Xiang Kun hadn't eaten Napoleon cake for a long time. Even if he remembered the taste of the pastry, it might not be the same one as Lao Xia's. But the pork knuckle that Lao Xia Juxian made was obviously made by him. So in reality, he tasted the pork knuckle, and there was no big difference if he tasted it. In his dream, he also felt the taste of Lao Xia eating that pork knuckle.

But now, Xiang Kun's taste perception of the piece of crispy pork knuckle that Lao Xia "appeared" was exactly the same as the taste perception that Lao Xia tasted in his dream.

If he hadn't perceived Lao Xia eating these foods in his dream, he wouldn't be able to make a complete judgment based on the tasting in reality, but he could only perceive that the taste details were a little lacking and a little "distorted".

But now, comparing the two, he can be sure that the perceptions that other people get from tasting Lao Xia's "all-present" food are the same as Lao Xia's.

This mode reminded Xiang Kun of his "projection all present" ability - allowing others to see what he saw.

So, this is indeed a kind of mental influence and hallucination-creating ability based on the further extension of the "projection and presence" ability?

Xiang Kun felt that it was not that simple.

He has always believed that Lao Xia's ability to "fantastically appear" is not a simple hallucination, he knows this intuition is his sixth sense giving him "hints".

So after "finishing" the crispy pork knuckle, Xiang Kun asked Lao Xia to continue to reappear, and what appeared this time was the ice cream that the little fat girl gave her in the dream.

Xiang Kun didn't take it, but let Lao Xia hold it, and he entered the "super sensory state". Cognitive information is perceived.

In the "super sensory state", he has been perceiving the ice cream until more than five minutes later, the cognitive information of the ice cream completely disappeared, and he exited the "super sensory state".

"How is it?" Xia Libing asked Xiang Kun who opened his eyes again.

Even in the middle of the winter night, fine beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead. It was obvious that she had just kept the "all-present" ice cream for more than five minutes, and it was not a small burden on her.

Xiang Kun played with his mobile phone and pondered: "In the 'super sensory state', the cognitive information of that ice cream is very different from that of ordinary ice cream. It is difficult to describe the specific difference. I will buy one later. Real ice cream, chocolate, and other foods that you can 'all-in-one', let's do a detailed comparison... Anyway, it's neither completely real nor completely illusory, very special. By the way, that grilled chicken wing You come out again and take a look, I want to taste what it tastes like."

Xia Libing nodded and stared at the table between them for a while, but the grilled chicken wing did not appear.

After more than half a minute, Xiang Kun asked, "Are you too tired? Take a break?"

Xia Libing shook his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, then stared at the phone in his hand, and asked, "Are you recording?"

Xiang Kun stopped playing with the phone and showed her the screen, which was indeed recording.

"How do you know? Is it because you can't 'all present' that you guessed that I was recording?" Xiang Kun asked.

Xia Libing thought for a while and said, "I noticed it when you were playing with your phone, and I was a little suspicious. After I couldn't figure it out, I was even more sure of it."

Xiang Kun nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Can you perform 'Juxian' with your eyes closed?"

"Yes." Xia Libing said.

"Then give it a try, you can 'Juxian' anything." Xiang Kun said, "I won't make videos this time."

But Xia Libing closed his eyes, and after dozens of seconds, there was still nothing on the table between the two of them.

She opened her eyes again and looked at the phone in Xiang Kun's hand, who immediately turned the screen to show her, this time it was not recording.

Xia Libing shook his head and said, "It can't be both."

Xiang Kun asked: "Did you close your eyes and think that I should take the opportunity to secretly take pictures?"

Xia Libing said: "I'm not sure, but I do have doubts." After a slight pause, she asked: "You think it might not be the shooting of electronic equipment that affects my 'Juxian', but the 'I'm Thought there would be electronics for filming'?"

Xiang Kun secretly praised Lao Xia's keen reaction in his heart, nodded and said: "Yes, in my experiment, the things that are 'all present' can be seen on the screen of the mobile phone through the camera. Only when you want to Press the record button, it will disappear no matter when you take a photo or video. Even if you use the screenshot shortcut key, or automatic shooting, it is the same. It seems that it 'knows' that I want to take it, and it will 'disappear' Same.

"But the camera of a mobile phone is not like the optical viewfinder of a traditional camera. I can already see it on the screen, which proves that the lens has projected its optical image onto the sensor, which then converts the electrical signal into a digital signal. After being processed by the mobile phone processor, it becomes an image on the screen. Strictly speaking, it has been 'photographed', but it has not been saved yet.

"So at this point, it can't respond to the phone's camera, it can only respond to my actions and intentions.

"I'm thinking, maybe it's not what we 'both present' that don't want to be photographed, but our own subconscious mind that doesn't want it to be photographed."

After listening to Xiang Kun's analysis, Xia Libing narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded in agreement: "It makes sense."

"Actually, I should have asked you to close your eyes before taking the sneak shot. I underestimated your observation ability. Now, if you close your eyes again, you will have doubts in your heart, and it will be difficult to show them all. This experiment, next time Let's do it again." Xiang Kun said, got up and said, "It's getting late today, and you should be very tired, so go rest first, and I'll come to you tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Libing yawned.

From his perception of various information about Xia Libing's body, he could indeed tell that she was very tired, especially after performing "Fantasy Appearance" so many times in a row.

When Xiang Kun was about to go out, Xia Libing stopped him again and asked, "Are there any 'emotional infusion items' similar to that eight-armed and eight-eyed wood carving?"

"You mean the 'emotional infusion item' based on fear? That's not there anymore, only that one." Xiang Kun replied.

"Then bring your wood carving and lend it to me next time, or make another similar one." Xia Libing said.

"Are you interested in that wood carving?" Xiang Kun asked strangely.

Xia Libing said: "I couldn't guide the words and graffiti you sent me into the dream in my dream. I suspect that it might be because I couldn't resonate with the emotions on them. The pair of chopsticks are the basis of the dream. I can’t perceive it in my dreams. So I want to try the type of emotion of the eight-armed and eight-eyed woodcarving. The things that I can have in my dreams should have a lot to do with the type of emotion.”

Xiang Kun thought for a while and said, "Then next time, I'll give you a few more appetite-stimulating 'emotional infusion items', fear-like ones, even if you can feel it, that feeling...isn't very good. "

Xia Libing shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, I can control it."

Xiang Kun hesitated for a moment, but still agreed: "Okay." Anyway, if Lao Xia fell asleep under the influence of "emotional injection", he must be doing real-time perception, and can monitor Lao Xia's experience at any time. If it is right, he can directly cut off the dream and let Lao Xia leave directly, which can be regarded as a layer of insurance.

After walking out of Lao Xia's rented community, Xiang Kun hailed a car and went back to the first courtyard.

In the car, when he was making guesses about the principle of the "Fantasy Appearance" ability developed by Lao Xia based on his own observations, he received a genuine WeChat message on his phone.

Yang Zhen'er: "Chef Xiang, where are you?"

Xiang Kun: "Just came out of your sister's house, what's the matter?"

Yang Zhen'er sent a question mark face: "Stayed so late at Lao Xia's house?"

Xiang Kun: "I made her supper."

Yang Zhen'er made a surprised face: "You gave her supper last night, cooked for her at noon, and made supper again at night? Damn, Chef Xiang, you are almost becoming Lao Xia's special chef!" Cook!"

Xiang Kun replied with a helpless expression: "Who told me to beat her in the game before? I won five meals from her, but I have to cook it myself..." As he spoke, he and Lao Xia had a coffee meeting the night before. Let me briefly talk about the coin guessing and betting in the hall.

"I'll go! Lao Xia is so treacherous?!" Yang Zhen'er made a frightened face.

"After all, she also has your old Yang family's genes in her body. By the way, how do you know that I cooked for Lao Xia at noon?" Xiang Kun asked a little strangely.

He gave Lao Xia a supper last night, and he mentioned it in the group, Yang Zhener, Tang Baona, and Little Apple all knew about it. But at noon today, he came over to have dinner with Lao Xia, mainly to discuss with Lao Xia privately about "Fantasy Appearance" and other things about his mutation, so naturally he didn't mention it in the group. With Lao Xia's character, he would not tell them in private.

Yang Zhen'er answered his doubts very directly: "Lao Xia's third aunt called me at night, guess why? This is the first time she called me!"

After contacting what Yang Zhen'er said before, Xiang Kun immediately thought of the reason, and returned with a wide-eyed expression: "Could it be that you are looking for me?"

Yang Zhen'er sent a squinting smile: "You're pretty smart, Xiang Yixiu."

Then he sent another message: "Lao Xia's third aunt seems to think that you are pursuing Lao Xia, and Lao Xia seems to be very interested in you, so she wants to ask me, what is your character and personality? kind."

Xiang Kun: "Auntie misunderstood."

Yang Zhen'er: "It's understandable. Our family's Lao Xia has never been in a relationship since she was a child. Suddenly a man can come to her house to cook for her and even bring her supper in the middle of the night. The family will definitely think about that."

Xiang Kun: "Then what should I do?"

Yang Zhen'er: "Lao Xia has always been more assertive. It's fine for her to deal with the third aunt and third uncle, and it's fine. And I told her third aunt that you are a nerd just like Lao Xia. You can join together. They are studying the mysteries of the universe and the truth of science, don’t worry.”

Xiang Kun sent a nodding expression: "Indeed."

Yang Zhen'er: "Hey, Chef Xiang, how long do you plan to stay at home? How about Nana and I going to visit you in a few days?"

"I'll be back the day after tomorrow. If you want to come and play, I'll make arrangements for Tongshi Town later." Xiang Kun replied, and in three days he will be at the blood-drinking period. According to the current situation, there is a high probability I still have to go back to drink blood, and then make some preparations.

"Oh, let's talk about it later, do you want to go home now?"

"Go to the hospital."

"Hospital?"

"My dad fell down today. It's not a big problem, but he will be hospitalized for observation for two days." Xiang Kun briefly described today's situation.

...

After finishing the wechat contact with Xiang Kun, Yang Zhen'er, who was sitting on the sofa, clicked on Lao Xia's profile picture and sent a video request.

After a while, the video was switched on, and the picture on the other side was completely black, and only Lao Xia with disheveled hair could be vaguely seen lying on the bed: "What's the matter?"

Yang Zhen'er asked strangely, "Are you sleeping now?"

"Is there anything abnormal about sleeping now?" Lao Xia asked helplessly.

"Didn't Chef Xiang just finish supper for you?" Yang Zhen'er asked, "Sleep after eating?"

"It's been a long time since supper." Xia Libing said listlessly, "Going to bed."

"Just bean sacks, wait a minute! Your third aunt called me tonight and asked about Xiang Kun!" Realizing that Lao Xia seemed to be about to end the video directly, Yang Zhen'er said hurriedly.

"Oh, I see. I'll explain to her later that I'm asleep." After Xia Libing finished speaking, she ended the video connection.

Playing with the phone with one hand and touching her chin with the other, Yang Zhener recalled the reaction of the two of them, and said to herself: "It seems that there is nothing wrong."

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