Mecha tentacle time and space

When the concentration was high, above Fang Rui's head, suddenly appeared a large mass of transparent matter that seemed to be tangible - that is, the entity of spiritual power.Immediately afterwards, several filaments sprang out quickly, fluttering gently in front of Fang Rui, they were "spiritual filaments".

What this picture represents is the release of mental power when exercising mental power.And before everyone wants to use their mental power, the first thing they need to learn is also to release their mental power.

The most important and most useful use of mental power is to coordinate the human body and mind to ensure the accuracy of operations.Whether it is a armor repairer, a mecha master or a card maker, the purpose of their mental power is to ensure this, and the number and flexibility of the mental power filaments become the standard of measurement.

Fang Rui will be a card maker in the future.When the card maker draws the card pattern, the spiritual filaments—referred to as spiritual filaments for short—will be subtly integrated into each stroke of the card pen and the card pattern to ensure that the drawing is perfect without any mistakes.Of course, the machine can also be accurate, but it is not as natural as the spirit thread. Even if the card pattern is drawn, the energy stored in the energy card produced is not as good as that of an ordinary card maker. Half, over time, the existence of the card maker finally replaced the machine and became one of the most popular professions.

The more spiritual filaments, the more finely divided the card pattern, making the card array more accurate and perfect, and the card maker controls the smoothness of the spiritual filaments, and at the same time determines the energy consumption of energy cards of the same level and the success rate of making cards , Therefore, even if they are card makers with the same mental power level, their card makers level is not necessarily the same.

Fang Rui was a little worried now.

In his last life, the place where he existed did not have such a fine division system for spiritual power, so all the mastery of spiritual power came from his own exploration. He really didn't know the exact synchronization rate.

However, he did know that his control over his mental power was quite satisfactory.

Just like now, those spiritual threads belonging to him increased at an extremely fast speed, and it didn't take long for them to densely fill the entire room.And at least half of the mental energy on top of his head was still condensed into a ball, springing out strands one by one, and continuing to swing to every corner of the room.

If it could be seen with the naked eye, the scene would be quite spectacular.

It's a pity that mental power can only be perceived with mental power.Moreover, if a large number of malicious filaments of mental power suddenly bumped into him, if he was caught off guard, his own mental filaments would be smashed to pieces and become concentrated spiritual power again.Then, all the effort spent on this spiritual thread before will be in vain.

Finally, the formation speed of those spiritual filaments slowed down, gradually approaching nothing.In the end, Fang Rui only had a piece of mental power the size of his thumb left on top of his head.

Fang Rui frowned.

Afterwards, this piece of mental power stretched suddenly, and suddenly divided into two, then into four, then into eight...to 64.Constantly shaking.Finally, there was a convulsion and stopped.

A lot of beads of sweat fell on Fang Rui's forehead.

It's... the limit.

He opened his eyes suddenly.He also couldn't see the appearance of his own spiritual threads, but he could feel that they were everywhere, surrounding him from all directions and protecting him.He can use them like his fingers.

However, the last 64 spiritual "threads" could not obey Fang Rui's discipline.

Fang Rui can drive them to move, but he is far from being able to control them freely.If he wants to go further, he must continue to decompose these spiritual "filaments" until they are as thin as other spiritual filaments.

The standard for real spiritual threads is that each one accounts for one spiritual value.

When all the spiritual values ​​are converted into spiritual threads, the synchronization rate will reach 99%, and if all the spiritual threads can be used flexibly, the synchronization rate will be 100%... And if you can grit your teeth, continue to use the spiritual threads Segmenting in finer detail...manpower cannot do it.Because this kind of spiritual thread has reached the most delicate level, any more will be destroyed.Then, if you can really work hard to that point, the next step is to increase your mental value, and use the increased mental value to convert it into spiritual filaments. At the same time, you will have a breakthrough in your spiritual power.

It is conceivable how difficult it is, and it is conceivable why the vast majority of people have no hope of breaking through their spiritual power in their entire lives-it is because they can't even reach their own synchronization rate of 100%, so how can they hope to break through?

Fang Rui also has not reached a 100% synchronization rate now.His last 64 spiritual "threads", at least each of them contains dozens of spiritual values.Still a long way to go.

Gritting his teeth and persisting for a while, Fang Rui finally couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly relaxed——

The next moment, those spiritual threads shrank back, recondensed into a transparent object of mental power, and returned to Fang Rui's body.

Fang Rui's fingers gripped the bed sheet hard, his knuckles turned white, and he gasped for breath.

"It's so uncomfortable..." Fang Rui took a glass of water from the bedside table, poured it down, and finally felt better.

This is the result of not exercising for a long time, and it is not enough to try for a while.

After finally recovering, Fang Rui went to the bathroom to take a shower, and as soon as he got out and put on his clothes, he heard a bell ringing outside the door.

Fang Rui pressed the voice sensor, and heard a familiar voice from outside: "Mr. Fang, it's time for dinner, please go to the lobby to have dinner." It was the waiter who brought him here just now.

After checking the time, Fang Rui realized that it was already 06:30.It took him a whole afternoon to exercise his mental strength.

Get another haircut - Fang Rui opened the door and walked out after lying a little messy on the bed.

Outside the door, the waiter is still waiting.This was probably to ensure that Fang Rui would be on time.

Fang Rui nodded to him, and under his guidance, he came to the hall again.

At this time, the long table in the middle was already cleared up.

Sitting on the main seat was a man about 30 years old with a stern face. Fang Rui knew that he should be the legendary vice president.

What he expected was right, because Su Qing, the acquaintance who brought him here, walked over and saluted the man.The house was full of freshmen, except for the vice president, only Su Qing had the highest status.With Su Qing's attitude towards him so respectful, there is no need to doubt his identity as a man.

Fang Rui came neither early nor late, the first and second seats on both sides of the table were filled, but there were still many empty seats.He paused and sat in the back seat.

After sitting down, he smiled at Su Qing, and Su Qing responded with an elegant smile.Then, Fang Rui saw the vice president's gaze passing over him without stopping.That's the best possible outcome...at least, he doesn't get noticed, good or bad.

Fang Rui didn't expect that by seven o'clock sharp, no one had arrived yet.

... Is this someone challenging authority?

Judging from the vigor and temperament of the vice president, he should be a very rigorous person.Fang Rui will not challenge the bottom line of this kind of person, and is more willing to respect the other party - all such people are usually worthy of admiration in terms of character.Of course, it was also because when Su Qing mentioned the vice president to him, his admiration made him palpitate.

But Fang Rui knew right away.Sure enough, someone is challenging authority.

Because at the next moment, there was a lot of noise in the corridor connected to the hall.

The time now is five past seven.

A person said in a loud voice: "Eat, eat, eat, what to eat?! I just fell asleep and was woken up, what a fucking fart!"

There is also a soft persuasive voice: "Young master, young master! Stop making trouble!" The owner of this voice seemed to be about to cry, "Master said, this place is not our place, you have to obey the orders of the person in charge! Young master, just bear with it, okay?"

The one who made the noise was a rather tall young man, with a mess of hair strewn about his head, with a rough and handsome appearance, like a cheetah just waking up - striding impatiently Come on, a pair of leather boots are stepping on the floor.Beside him was a slender young man, a little timid and frail, but his attitude was very firm when persuading him.

These two people don't fit well together. Judging from the way the young man addresses the young man, the young man should belong to the category of subordinate or servant.The status of youth is higher.

When the young man saw the hall, he immediately gathered everyone's attention. He opened the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I'm late? Hey, I'm sorry!" After speaking, he pulled out a chair and sat down.The young man next to him let out a small sigh of relief, and trotted over quickly, standing behind the young man.

Someone will remind me half an hour in advance, and there are personal servants, so I won't be late so exaggeratedly.So, this person is still testing...

When everyone else looked over, Fang Rui looked over and retracted his gaze at the same speed as the others.Then, he lowered his eyes, waiting for the vice president to deal with it.

This young man tried his best, and this is what he must have wanted to see... But, can he really succeed?

"You don't need to play such a trick, put away your cleverness." To Fang Rui's surprise, the vice president's statement was so straightforward, and he directly ordered, "Su Qing, take Erlein Ann Feng was taken to the confinement room to complete the hand-polishing of two hundred parts. Before the completion, only food and water were delivered, and no one was allowed to enter or leave at will."

Su Qing lowered her head slightly: "Yes, Vice President."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the young man——Erlein: "Do you need me to do it?"

Erlein raised his long legs, smiled lazily and said, "No need." Then he obeyed unexpectedly, and disappeared into the dark corridor with Su Qing.The boy who came with Erlian opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all, and just followed.

During the whole process, everyone else present was silent.

And the vice-principal said again: "You are A-level spiritual power users, so Qisuo Academy accepted you into the academy without exception, but this does not mean that Qisuo will pay for your reckless behavior. Since you are a student, you must abide by the academy's rules and regulations. There are no exceptions to this rule.”

Breath is audible.

The deputy dean's cold eyes swept over every student present, without any change in the expression on his face: "Qisuo doesn't need to be half-baked. There should be 18 people, but there are actually 16 people." His momentum was even stronger, "One Number two, go find the two freshmen who haven't arrived, and send them back."

This time it was a gasp.

Fang Rui also lowered his head in surprise.

This vice president is really strict, but also... easy to get along with.

If you have to obey the rules, you will only be instructed verbally; tempters like Erlein, because of their short delay and plausible timely apology, get a certain degree of confinement and punishment; and being late for 15 minutes... To be deemed unwilling to attend, which may, and is, to be disqualified from admission to Chisaw College.

For the A-level psychics who have been sought after all the year round, this is nothing less than a shame and a great humiliation.