Chapter 42 Chapter Forty-Two

"It moved by itself," Falakon said, his voice barely above a whisper.He stood in front of Jessica's bed, with a line of guards standing behind him. Mrs. Jessica sat up in bed.She was wearing a silk pajamas that shimmered in white, the neckline just the right color to match her bronzed hair. Falcon just broke in here.Wearing a gray jumpsuit, he ran all the way along the corridor of the palace, his face dripping with sweat from excitement. "What time is it?" Jessica asked. "What time?" Falcon didn't seem to understand. A guard said, "It's three o'clock in the morning, ma'am." He gave Farrakon a careful look.

The young prince had just galloped down the dark corridor, the frightened guards hurriedly following him. "Manually." Falcon said.He raised his left hand, then his right. "I watched my hand shrink into a fleshy fist. I remembered, it was my baby hand! I remembered my baby, and... well. I retrieved it Memories from infancy!" "Fine," Jessica said.His excitement was contagious, "What happens when your hands get old?" "My...thinking...slowed down," he said. "I feel a pain somewhere in my back. It's right here." He touched his left kidney.

"We learned a crucial lesson," Jessica said. "Do you know which one it is?" He lowered his hands, looked at her and said, "My mind controls my reality." His eyes sparkled, and he repeated louder, "My mind controls my reality!" "It's the beginning of balance," Jessica said, "but it's only the beginning." "What should I do next?" he asked. "Ma'am," the guard who had just answered her question ventured in, "it is very late." Jessica said, "Go away. We have things to do." "Ma'am," the guard insisted, his eyes flicking nervously between Farrakn and Jessica.

"Do you think I'm going to seduce him?" Jessica asked. The guard stiffened. Falakon smiled excitedly and waved to the guards to dismiss them. "You all heard, let's go." The guards looked at each other and finally obeyed his order. Farrakon sat on the edge of her bed. "What's next?" He shook his head. "I want to trust you, but I can't. And then...my mind melts into a mess. I'm tired, and my mind gives up on you." Doubt. Then, it happened. Simple as that!" He snapped his fingers. "It's not me that your mind is resisting," Jessica said.

"Of course not," he admitted. "I'm fighting against myself, against my stereotypes. What's next?" Jessica smiled. "I admit I didn't expect you to succeed so quickly. It's only been eight days..." "I'm patient," he said with a smile. "You're finally starting to learn to be patient," she said. "start?" "You've just passed the first hurdle of learning," she said. "Now, you're a real baby. Before... you just had potential, and you weren't even born yet." The corners of his mouth drooped.

"Don't be so depressed," she said, "You've made it. That's important. How many people will be born again?" "What next?" he insisted. "You keep practicing what you've learned," she said. "I'm asking you to do it anytime, anywhere, and it will open up a new world in your consciousness. After a while, you'll learn something new. Fill that temporarily blank space, and you'll have the ability to test the real world." "That's all I have to do? Just practice this—" "No. Now you can start muscle training. Tell me, can you move the little toe of your left foot while keeping the rest of it still?"

"My..." He began to try to move his little toes, with a focused expression on his face, and beads of sweat gradually formed on his forehead.Finally, he lowered his head, stared at his left foot, and sighed, "I can't do it." "You can do it," she said, "you just have to learn. You have to learn to control every muscle in your body. You have to know them like you know your own hands." He couldn't help swallowing at the prospect.Falcon said: "But what kind of training are these? What is your plan?" "My plan is to free you from the constraints of this real universe," she said, "and you will become whoever you most desire to be."

He thought for a while. "Whatever I desire?" "yes." "impossible!" "You've learned how to control reality, and when you learn how to control what you want, the impossible becomes possible," she says.She thought to herself: That's it!Let his analysts scrutinize.They would advise caution, but Falakon would push his studies a step further to figure out what I was up to. His words confirmed her guess. "It's one thing to tell a man he can achieve what his heart desires, but quite another to actually achieve it." "You're progressing faster than I thought," Jessica said. "Very well, I promise you this: When you're done with this whole learning process, you'll be who you really are. Whatever you do, it's because you want to Do."

Let the truthsayer analyze my words, she thought. He stood up with an expression on his face that showed that he really had good intentions for her. "You know what, I believe in you. I don't know why, but I do. That's all for today." He walked out of her bedroom, and Jessica watched his back as he went away.She turned off the globe lamp and lay down on the bed.This Falcon is a man with a deep city.Cai Cai's words were equivalent to telling her that he had begun to see her plan, but he decided to participate in this conspiracy - out of his own volition. Wait until he learns to really know what he thinks, then we'll see.she thinks.The thought calms her down and prepares her for sleep.Tomorrow, many people in the court will "chance" into her and ask her seemingly insignificant questions.