A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World-Chapter 2455

Chapter 2455: Psyche-Controlling Chant

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“It was said that the cost of these two buildings could buy the entire Chaos City.” Mag suspended and parked his flying car at the roadside. He looked at the towers twinkling under the golden sun and lamented.

“The currencies of both worlds cannot flow.” Xi pointed out just in case he had silly ideas.

“I was just lamenting.” Mag looked at the top of one of the towers. It was said that the woman who owned the most expensive house in the Underground City was living at that tip of the pyramid.

“From our information, Akali seems to be an idol-chaser. There are hundreds of celebrities that she has been a fan of but none of them lasted for more than three days.” Xi dispelled any possible thoughts Mag might have.

“What a player!” Mag was stunned.

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Xi brought Mag around Tucker City and Mag was able to learn many things.

After passing through a busy commercial street, Mag, with an exquisite little cake in his hand, said while eating, “I think I want to open a restaurant here. I might become a wealthy man in about a year.”

Xi nodded. She did not think Mag was boasting.

“Say, will the Underground City and Norland Continent go to war one day?” Mag turned to her suddenly and asked.

Xi thought seriously for a while before nodding. “That is absolutely possible. During one of our regular exercises in the army, we have an exercise just for that.”

“You’re really frank,” Mag commented but his mood went down a little too.

“It was a retained project. It was not suggested by the Marshal. Moreover, even you are unable to guarantee that the Norland Continent would not start having second thoughts about the Underground City,” Xi said.

“Yes, it is human nature to be greedy.” Mag nodded. It was just like how he could not help but want the sacred stele when he heard about it.

On the way back, Mag started surfing WeTwit.

Horace’s incident caused many codes to emerge to prevent being censored. The incident was still a hot discussion topic on WeTwit.

WeTwit’s disgusting handling of this method had also infuriated many netizens.

Therefore, there was a petition in Underground City to “Cancel WeTwit” and “Harsh punishments for unacceptable behavior” which was signed by millions of people.

According to the standard procedure, these two petitions had entered the investigative phase and that was starting to mean trouble for WeTwit.

Other than that, there were people who did a tutorial summary of the techniques Mag used for making the charcoal-grilled mutton ribs during the competition. The video tutorial had garnered more than 30 million views.

Some tried making the charcoal-grilled mutton ribs on their own at home and this even became a trend. After a few influential food bloggers and celebrities jumped on the bandwagon, this also became an activity everyone was doing.

Because of that, the sales of grills in Underground City started rising.

However, in a well-developed place like the Underground City, it was not easy to find a grill that could burn charcoal and it was even more difficult to find good fruit tree charcoal.

Mag smiled after watching some of the fails and the awkward smiles on the posters’ faces.

These people might not have cooked before but failure might be a good start because they had at least tried.

Back in the dormitory, Mag was about to ask the System for a detailed report of Congressman Tamm when his believers increased to 1210354 people and the number was increasing rapidly.

“Ding! Congratulations, 1 million believers achieved!”

The System’s voice sounded and mini fireworks played in Mag’s mind.

“Can you not be so tacky?” Mag rolled his eyes. He could not stand those bright and tacky fireworks that were going off in his mind.

“Aren’t I celebrating according to the traditions on Earth?” the System said.

“Where’s the reward? The special reward you mentioned?” Mag could not be bothered to engage in the nonsense conversation anymore.

“Ding! Congratulations on achieving the reward: Psyche-controlling chant. Please check your reward!”

Mag looked at the golden scroll in his mind and frowned. “Why is this so fantastical all of a sudden? What is a Psyche-controlling chant? Is it celestial magic or a martial art of some sort?”

“Please do not diss the chant. The Psyche-controlling chant is a training method to control your mental powers. You do not become a god and there are no tiers for this. You can think of it to a certain degree as a type of magic,” the System explained.

“Magic? I’m a warrior,” Mag muttered to himself. However, he still opened the golden scroll.

A flood of information suddenly surged over and filled his brain. This was a very familiar feeling to him. Therefore, Mag quickly got used to it and started studying this very important chant.

The Psyche-controlling chant, as the name implies, is a technique that can control one’s psyche.

Although the System explained it as magic, it was actually more of a way that controlled the psyche’s effect on the outside world. It was different from how there are elements in magic.

Of course, he was not very sure how it would differ from a spiritual magic caster.

After his surpassing 1 million believers, Mag could feel his spiritual power become stronger and better. This way surpassed the spiritual power he should have in this world.

The Psyche-controlling chant then gave him a way to control this spiritual power.

“Psychokinesis” was one of the techniques in the Psyche-controlling chant. It was also a very useful technique.

Mag turned to look at the teacup on the coffee table at the side.

Bam!

The teacup shattered.

Mag: “?”

Mag sat up and breathed calmly. He exercised his spiritual powers according to the chant and looked at another teacup.

The teacup started levitating shakily off the coffee table and after that smashed against the wall at the side uncontrollably, shattering into pieces.

“What! That’s so difficult.” Mag watched as the robot vacuum cleaner emerged from underneath his bed to clear up the shattered pieces of the teacups. He took a piece of paper from the side and folded it into the shape of a sword. After that, he stared at the sword and started practicing his sword skills.

Mag had tried controlling his spiritual powers before and flying on his sword was one of his best tricks.

However, those were just small tricks and spiritual power was only a small part of it. He still had to use his physical capabilities to fly with the sword.

The Psyche-controlling chant was a method to use spiritual power. Spiritual power might be obscure but once you master how to use it, you would realize that the energy gathered from this obscure power is actually a very large force.

The paper sword flew around the room unsteadily. It would sometimes knock onto the walls and sometimes crash onto the floor. However, it quickly caught hold of a flight path and direction.

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The next morning, Mag who had been sitting cross-legged on his bed, opened his eyes. A paper sword was suspended right in front of him.