The human empire that once dominated the Milky Way gaxy once divided psychic energy into twenty-four levels, and after integration, the "positive psychic energy" could be reduced to seven.

  Css F, ordinary people without psychic manifestations.

  E-level: low-level psychic power, which will only manifest in high-pressure environments, but cannot be effectively controlled.

  Level D: Moderate psychic power. Aware of the existence of psychic power and can control it through training.

  C-level: Advanced psychic, showing psychic talent since birth, posing a potential security risk to the empire.

  Css B: High-risk psychic power, with a small chance of appearing in one out of billions of people. They show extreme tendencies since childhood and must be forcibly controlled.

  A-level ultra-dangerous psychic power, extremely rare and dangerous, allows the "Astarte" to be called up for forced execution when necessary.

  The Gactic Human Empire Research Department indicates that the current level of human evolution does not allow for the control of Css A (Alpha) psychic powers. Almost all Css A psychics suffer from mental illnesses of varying degrees, and their mental states are extremely unstable.

  A professionally trained A-css psychic can tear apart a Titan-css construct made of adamantium and hundreds of meters high with a single thought, destroy an organized interstelr armed force with a single spell, crush a space battleship with a few gestures, and tear apart the earth's ptes and force a pnet to stop rotating at all costs.

  After that, there is the highest, rarest, and most dangerous S-level disaster level.

  S-level: Disaster Psychic. A monster that cannot be accurately defined. Its existence is a catastrophic threat to the material universe. If there is no 100% chance of capturing it, once discovered, it will be executed on the spot at all costs, even if it means destroying pnets and extinguishing gaxies.

  Theoretically, there is nothing that a professionally trained S-css (Alpha+) psychic cannot do, such as extinguishing stars, tampering with the local time flow, and summoning rge armies of demons...

  The above are "positive spiritual energies". Where there is "positive", there must be "negative".

  "Negative psychic energy" is the nemesis of "positive psychic energy". Since there is no "soul" or the "subspace" connection is completely cut off, it is immune to the influence of "positive psychic energy" on the mysterious level and is commonly known as "untouchables".

  To put it simply in gaming terms, "negative psychic energy" can be thought of as 99.99% magic immunity + a small fixed amount of magic resistance.

  They are "psychic" "hunters", such as the famous "Sisters of Silence" of the Human Empire, who systematically capture and hunt down unstable factors that threaten the Gactic Human Empire.

  There are no two identical psychic powers in the universe. Based on how psychics manifest themselves in the material world, the Empire roughly divides psychic power into five categories.

  Biochemical department, energy department, telekinesis department, psychic department, and prophecy department.

  …

  And now, the 'psychic monster' these hyenas are facing has demonstrated one of the basic common abilities of "positive psychic energy·psychic system", "psychic attachment·puppet drive"!

  "What are you afraid of! If a person is killed, he will die. Psychics are also human beings!"

  "So what if he's a psychic? Find his true form and kill him!"

  The gang's bck-cd men raised their rge-caliber hand cannons and pulled the triggers continuously. The puppets that were bombarded by gunfire seemed to have some kind of 'network dey'.

  The hyenas who were subjected to mental interference saw an 'opportunity', and grinned fiercely with all kinds of sharp weapons in their hands, stomping on the ground with dark green and foul-smelling fluid that surrounded the puppet from both sides.

  "Go! Kill this puppet, find the real body of the "Psychic", and use him to exchange for the qualification to "go up to the nest area"!"

  Shouts, roars, gunshots, bodies being cut by sharp weapons...

  The scavengers came one after another, submerging the puppet in the crowd and attacking the puppet's vital parts with extreme brutality.

  The head, throat, heart, spine and many other vital parts were attacked, but the puppet, which was almost shut down, did not resist.

  As if it was an illusion, a satisfied smile actually appeared at the corner of the mouth under the cracked white devil mask.

  "The distance is very close, a difference of one head won't matter."

  "Then - activate body explosion!"

  The explosives embedded in the puppet's body were activated. This time there was no 'network dey' and the puppet exploded decisively.

  Sharp iron fragments, metal bullets, highly toxic pollutants, etc., along with the blood rain and debris covering an area of ??dozens of square meters, "giving" all hyenas and jackals a great gift.

  The explosion at such close range, comparable to the attack of a grenade, blew the hyenas and jackals beyond recognition. Their miserable wails and curses resounded through the night, and they died not long after.

  A rge number of 'teammates' died tragically in an instant. The extreme fear made the gangster barely break free from the interference of their thoughts and turned around and fled in panic.

  'Psychic shock - Psychic scream!'

  The bck-haired young man, who was lying on the top of a three-story building nearby, hooked his finger at the fleeing gangster.

  The invisible and intangible spiritual power is transformed into a sharp steel knife that destroys the enemy's mind and soul.

  The gangster's attempt to run away suddenly stopped, and he fell to the ground without a word and fell asleep for a long time.

  Young people are in good health and can go to sleep whenever they want. This is probably why strong people never compin about their environment.

  The identities of hunter and prey are reversed.

  Meng Yi, who had turned the encirclement and suppression into a counter-encirclement and suppression and successfully completed the "bck eating the bck", slowly stood up, put his fingers on his forehead and whispered.

  'Psychic energy diffusion - wide-area mental detection!'

  The vast spiritual power has a hemispherical three-dimensional structure, sweeping every corner with a radius of five kilometers.

  A building, a body, a piece of gravel, a drop of sewage... all appeared clearly in Meng Yi's spiritual vision.

  "Phew - good, it seems that not many people are fishing for me."

  "You can't hang out in the "Bck Gun Zone" these days. Go to the next door to clean up your harvest."

  In less than half a minute, Meng Yi had explored 78.5 square kilometers of nd. Unless there was an "inaccessible material" that blocked spiritual energy, there would be no error in his spiritual exploration.

  Even if there are buildings and equipment made of "intangible materials", they will appear as "invisible" bck areas in the field of mental exploration.

  Meng Yi reluctantly let go of his worry and nimbly jumped down from the top floor of the three-story building. He reached out to grab the rusty railing along the way to slow down slightly. Before nding, he curled up his body, rolled twice on the ground, and stood up gracefully.

  Strolling leisurely to where the gangster fell, Meng Yi kicked the gangster's wrist, and Meng Yi raised his hand to catch the flying rge-caliber hand cannon accurately.

  After pying with the 'American Iai' for a while, Meng Yi joked while amusing himself.

  "Although your American Iai is strong, my psychic sneak attack won't be at a disadvantage, right?"

  After checking, he turned off the safety and put the rge-caliber hand cannon on his waist.

  Meng Yi's eyes fell on the gangster who was brain dead and in a vegetative state.

  "Today I lost a 'puppet' in the 'Bck Gun Area', and in the blink of an eye I got another one back from the 'Bck Gun Gang'. Everything is destined by fate."

  "Psychic attachment, puppet drive!"

  Separating out a ray of will, Meng Yi rubbed his aching brows and composed a famous quote of "The filial son - Lich King Arthas".

  "Warriors of the Hive Wastend, rise up!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the gangster whose computer was down climbed up from the ground with some "network dey".

  (End of this chapter)