Realistic games

Zhang Haobo's eyes widened and he fell helplessly into the hole, and the next moment a swamp technique fell, the mud engulfed Zhang Haobo and disappeared.

The group message bar is beating wildly.

"Damn, Mo Lan, you are cruel enough, I committed suicide!"

Zhang Haobo is dead!

Zhang Haobo is resurrected!

With a flash of white light, Zhang Haobo appeared directly above the place where he died.

Seeing this, Mo Lan was a little disappointed and heaved a sigh of relief.

"If it turned out to be buried alive, the resurrection will be refreshed in a place where it can be moved."

Seeing this, the two were relieved, and when they thought they were going to escape, they suddenly heard Mo Lan say it again.

"But what if you die in a closed space?"

The two of them stared suddenly, bent their knees and jumped up, dodging towards both sides, daring not to stay in place.

"I suspect you are trying to get revenge!"

Mo Lan smiled.

"How is it possible, everything is for experiments, am I the kind of person who takes revenge?"

Before the words fell, the two found that a hole where they landed was rapidly expanding.

"And do you think it's useful to jump up? Don't jump if you can't jump twice, it's very dangerous."

Mo Lan smiled and used the stone wall technique again and again to expand and deepen the hole under their feet as much as possible.

For Mo Lan, whose pastime is to dig holes, this couldn't be easier. Even two holes are not too technically difficult.

"But one by one, why two together!"

"This is the last experiment, let's do it together, lest you compete with each other for experimental opportunities and brother Yan Qiang will turn against each other."

"No, Mo Lan, we are already brothers Yan..."

The opening of the cave was closed, the sound was silenced, and the amphitheatre was immediately quiet.

Mo Lan buckled her ears.

"Did they say anything?"

The two people in the cave shouted, but unfortunately there was no response.

"It's cruel enough, I will die for you to see."

As soon as the words fell, the two died and were resurrected immediately.

But the resurrection is still in the vertical hole, and the position has not changed at all.

The vertical hole is narrow, stuffy, depressing, and even... scary!

Chapter 88 Teaching

"Come, look here."

Mo Lan stood in front of the lecture and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention, and then speaking after everyone looked over.

"Your intelligence attribute points have reached fifteen, so you should be able to look inside, right?

It is to take care of your own mind. Of course, if you like it, it can also be called the sea of ​​consciousness, the spiritual space. "

"can."

"can."

A sparse voice came from below, and Mo Lan nodded.

"Okay, everyone sit down... well, this student, what do you want?"

"Do you need to sit cross-legged with five hearts up?"

"Emm, if your feet don't go numb, you can choose freely. Anyway, I prefer to sit upright."

Mo Lan sat down and said.

"Now listen to me, close your eyes, concentrate, and sink your perceptions into mental space."

"Yes, yes, very good, you don't need to open your eyes, then keep this state and try to control the mental power in the mental space.

Well, those mist-like substances floating in the spiritual space. "

"It's like your hands and feet, you don't need any skills, just instinctively make it move.

Now everyone can experience and experience the feeling of spiritual power. "

Mo Lan picked up the cup to take a sip, and silently deduced the spell model.

After about a few minutes, Mo Lan opened her eyes and glanced at everyone, but no one opened their eyes and was very focused.

"Okay, listen to me now, condense all your spiritual power, and condense it in the center of the spiritual space.

Are you feeling it? "

Mo Lan paused for a while, then continued.

"Listen to me now, build an octahedron, an octahedron consisting of two pyramids.

The sides of the pyramid are one centimeter long, and the bottom sides are [-] centimeters long.

Have a concept formed in your mind? "

"If you don't have a concept, open your eyes and look at me."

Mo Lan held up an extraordinary core.

"What I call an octahedron is what this transcendent core looks like.

Zou Peng. "

Mo Lan looked at Zou Peng on the sidelines, he heard the words and nodded.

After a while, the Transcendent Cores were distributed from his hands.

Many of them are from Mo Lan, and there are ten pieces in total.

"Now I have sent ten transcendent cores down, in groups of five, check them in turn, memorize every detail, and compare them in my mind to form a model.

Let me show you the time next, and continue teaching after half an hour. "

Mo Lan stretched out and walked off the podium, and made up a gust of wind in the amphitheater.

"Mo Lan, how do you feel?"

"How can it be."

Mo Lan shrugged.

"The transfer of a mage is easy and simple, and difficult to say.

You have to form an exact model in your mind, and then compress your mental power into it.

The second step is not difficult, as long as you are an individual, but the first step...

Let’s look at their talents, or look at their imagination. It’s better to have a high imagination and form a concept faster.

On the contrary, it will be slower, but it is certain that this group of people can be transferred to Mage, it is just a matter of speed.

After all, these people are serious. "

Mo Lan looked back and nodded.

"Can you not be serious? One thousand for the first job change, five hundred for the second, three hundred for the third, and one hundred for each person up to No.10."

Zou Peng rolled his eyes.

"This time I spent all my money, and the money rushed out."

"Don't worry, you can't lose."

Mo Lan said with a smile.

"You just need to be careful not to let them pass on the method, otherwise your gains will be discounted."

"Ah."

Before long, Mo Lan returned to the podium.

"Okay, from now on, imagine the appearance of the transcendent core in the spiritual space.

Try to engrave this pattern in your mind. "

After waiting for a few seconds, Mo Lan said softly.

"Compress your mental power little by little, and compress your mental power into an extraordinary core according to the appearance you just remembered."

"It can't be one cent or one inch, it must be exactly the same, and it will fail if it is any less."

"The transcendent core is still in your hands, if your impression is blurred, take another look and strengthen your memory.

Failure is a very normal thing. It is normal to fail once, ten times, or even a hundred times. On the contrary, it is abnormal to succeed once.

Only these one hundred failures can create one and one success.

At this time, previous failures are not called failures, but are called ladders on the road to success. "

Mo Lan said softly, and at this moment, one person opened his eyes and raised his hand.

"Emm, is your name Xu Zongxin? Is there any problem?"

"Instructor, I want to ask, how many times have you succeeded?"

Mo Lan said without hesitation.

"First time."

Xu Zongxin: "......"

All the students: "......"

"Hey, don't compare myself to me. People are different and cannot be generalized."

Xu Zongxin didn't speak anymore, closed his eyes and tried again and again, as did the others.

Seeing this, Mo Lan continued to fish... oh no, continued to deduce the spell model, and released a gust of wind in the lecture hall to replenish the air.

The wind was howling, Mo Lan's clothes creaked, and the hair of the students next to her was blown up.

"The gust of wind is too big, and it seems a bit wasteful to replenish the air.

All I need is air, which will cost me a level one spell, and this wind speed is too wasteful. "

Mo Lan pondered for a moment.

"But it's not difficult, just adjust the wind speed parameter... No, no, the wind speed parameter is still the same after adjusting the wind speed parameter, and the consumption remains the same.

What needs to be adjusted should be the spell node that adjusts the mana input. "

Mo Lan silently adjusted, experimenting again and again, and the gust of wind failed one after another due to lack of magic power.

"No, there are too many spell nodes. This mana consumption is almost the most basic. No matter how low it is, the spell model cannot be maintained."

"If you want to reduce mana consumption, you must delete spell nodes."

Mo Lan fell silent.

Deleting spell nodes is easy to say, but for Mo Lan, it has completely entered another realm.

That is to create spells!

A new spell is born from an old spell, even if it is only a first-level spell, its difficulty is unimaginable.

It is necessary to consider a series of effects brought about by deleting spell nodes and magic power lines, and design new spell nodes and magic power lines, which is an unprecedented challenge for Mo Lan.

Before Mo Lan would consciously stop whenever she thought of creating spells.

But at this time, Mo Lan suddenly had an idea in his heart.

I want to create a spell, based on the gust of wind, to create this less than one level spell that can create air.

I'm going to... create a spell!