Near the general gave birth to steamed stuffed buns [Interstellar]

Jian Le, who was engrossed, didn't notice that Harry was going back and forth not far away from him, staring at him thoughtfully, and behind Harry, there was a small black shadow, which turned out to be the man who had never been outside. Spiritual beasts that have appeared in front of people.

No matter how hard a stone is, it will slowly melt under high temperature. Jian Le found that the whole stone has turned into water. He was worried that all of them would be mixed together and could not be separated. After careful observation, he found that because of the different density, the lighter inclusions floated on the surface. above.

Jane was happy to see that it was almost burnt, and carefully clamped the edge of the porcelain bowl with tongs, and poured the layered liquid into the two bowls respectively.

Looking at the fiery red color in the bowl, Jian Le thought it was time to smear it, but how should it be smeared?

It is definitely not possible to use a brush, so is it still possible to use mental power?

Since he can use mental power as a "probe", he should also use it as a brush.

Facts have proved that Jian Le's brain is too big, and it is impossible to condense mental power into an entity.

Just when he was at his wit's end, with a "snap", a strangely shaped brush fell on the table in front of him.

Jian Le turned around and saw Harry sitting at the workbench against the other wall with his back to him, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

Really arrogant, Jian Le pursed her lips, held the exaggerated handle of the brush and gestured a few times, and stretched the brush into the fiery red stove according to the usage she imagined.

The brush was unscathed in a furnace that can easily melt hard stones. It seems that this brush is as special as the porcelain bowl.

Jian Le sighed the surprise of these inconspicuous tools and began to concentrate on smearing his iron.

After all, melted stone is not paint, and it is not such a simple matter to apply it. It took a lot of effort for Jian Le to find the trick to apply the liquid substance on the scrap iron, but it was far from the "uniformity" that Harry required. Too far.

Fortunately, Jian Le is not such a person who gives up easily. If he fails once, he will continue for the second time. Each time, he will seriously recall the mistakes in the last operation, and strive to see progress every time.

Jian Le, who was concentrating on the matter at hand, didn't realize that Harry had been paying attention to his every move.

Seeing that he could successfully smear the liquid on the scrap iron, Harry's eyes flashed with surprise - he read it right, Jane Le is indeed talented in weapon manufacturing.

This may be related to his spirit beast, the fox is the top control spirit beast, not to mention that Jian Le's fox has mutated, and his control of the spirit power must have reached a very precise level.

This can be seen from Jian Le's ability to control the mental power to observe the original stone.

Harry looked at Jian Le's concentrating side face and fell into deep thought. He had spent a long time researching "traitors", and thought that no one in the world could understand them better than him. After finding Jian Le, he would definitely be able to find her. Develop into excellent guides.

But now he is not so sure. Jian Le, who has the "traitor" gene, has far exceeded his estimation. It is already very powerful for a person with good qualifications to learn to smelt within three days. It only took Jian Le an hour. .

And the subsequent smearing, even for him, took a day at the beginning, but Jian Le succeeded after a few tries...

Harry's heart sank violently. After thinking for a while, he beckoned and called out his spirit beast—a black cat.

"Lead out Jian Le's spiritual beast."

The black cat got the order and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jian Le was sweating profusely, trying to apply it evenly, when she suddenly felt Xiao Bai move uncomfortably.

He stopped what he was doing, and asked Xiaobai through his consciousness, but he didn't get an answer from the other party.

According to past experience, there are two possibilities for Xiaobai to pretend to be dead: one is to be angry with Xiaohei, and the other is to feel danger.

He has a good relationship with Xiao Hei recently, and the other party is not around, so it can only be the second reason.

Jian Le put down the brush and scrap iron, turned around and looked, he and Harry were the only two people in this huge room, and Harry seemed to be asleep again, where did the danger come from?

Just as he was wondering, Xiaobai suddenly ran out of the spiritual world, angrily bared his teeth in one direction.

"noob?"

Jian Le followed his line of sight and found nothing unusual.

Xiaobai's back was arched, and the hair on the big fluffy tail was blown out, making it look twice as big as before.

"Xiaobai, what's the matter?" Jian Le had never seen Xiaobai like this before. He tried to talk to the other party, but found that Xiaobai had cut off the connection between the two.

This is so abnormal, Jian Le's expression became serious.He walked to Xiao Bai's side and carefully felt everything around him.

When he gradually calmed down, some very small changes appeared in the originally empty space, as if he suddenly saw the trajectory of the air flow, and he could clearly see that the wind changed its trajectory due to obstacles.

And the thing that caused the wind to change its trajectory was a very evil-looking black cat.

After seeing what it was, Jian Le subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Harry. There were only the two of them here. Could this black cat be the spirit beast of the other party?

"Go on!" said Harry suddenly.

Jian Le didn't understand, so: "Continue what?"

"Feel everything around you."

Harry's voice was steady and deep. Jian Le obviously didn't establish a sympathetic connection with him, but felt that his voice sounded in his mind.

Jian Le's consciousness seemed to be attracted by him, and slowly spread to the surroundings.

He saw the dark passage, saw the broken walls outside the door, heard the sound of the hovering vehicle passing by, and felt the warmth of the sun shining on his body...

Jian Le Fangfo has countless pairs of eyes, and can see every corner of the scene.

"Go further!"

Harry's voice sounded in her mind again, and Jian Le tried to find out what the other party wanted to do, but found that his vision was gradually blurring.

"I can't see clearly," he said.

Hearing this, Harry glanced at a delicate instrument in his hand, and the number displayed on it was "10", that is to say, at present, Jian Le can cover the range of mental power within ten meters, which is far from the one-kilometer range he knows. Too far.

On the other side, the confrontation between Xiaobai and the black cat finally came to an end. Xiaobai returned to the spiritual world angrily, and found that Jian Le had used his mental power excessively when he cut off the sympathy with him. The soul shook back.

Jian Le woke up suddenly, and found that Xiao Bai seemed very angry, and asked, "What happened?"

Xiaobai didn't want to talk to him, and fell asleep without saying a word.

Jian Le felt that the other party had a good temper recently, and made up her mind to have a serious talk with Xiao Hei after returning home, so that he would stop spoiling Xiao Bai so much.

But what makes Jian Le most curious now is the strange feeling just now, he never knew that mental power can be used like this.

He kept reminiscing about everything that happened before, thinking that if he worked harder, would he be able to see further?

Thinking of this, he began to be eager to try. Harry came over and slapped him on the back of the head, and said coldly, "Do you want Rong Heng to collect your body?"

Jian Le was staggered by his shooting, and after standing still, she rubbed the back of her head, frowning and did not speak.

Harry glanced at him, picked up the piece of scrap metal that was thrown to him before, looked at it, and then threw it back on the table in disgust: "The one on your neck is not a decoration, you need to use it when necessary."

"..." Jian Le said awkwardly, "Got it."

Seeing his resignation, Harry wanted to say a few more words, but he scanned Jian Le up and down critically and found nothing unpleasant, so he said with a cold face: "Go back and summarize today, don't just focus on it all day long. You know you're fooling around with a kid surnamed Rong!"

If it wasn't for the fact that the person in front of him could be regarded as his savior, Jian Le would very much like to give him a supercilious look.

Harry also knew that he was just looking for something to do, so he waved impatiently: "Go away, I know you are going to the end of the term, so you don't need to come over during this time, so you can save yourself from being blamed on me!"

Hearing what he said, Jian Le heaved a sigh of relief.

Before, he was worried about how to talk to Harry about this matter, but he didn't expect Harry, who was vicious and arrogant, to be so considerate.

"Thank you, master!" Jian Le said with a smile, successfully changing Harry's expression.

Harry froze in place, his expression changed a few times, and finally he gave a stiff "hmm" and walked aside to ignore Jian Le.

Seeing that it was still early, Jian Le continued to smear the melted gemstones on the scrap iron dealer. While smearing, he thought, are all gemstones processed like this?If so, wouldn't many particle weapons not be able to use gems to improve quality?

Jian Le thought for a while, but she didn't have a clear answer, so she decided to ask Harry the next time she came over.

Harry looked at Jian Le from a distance for a while, got up and opened the door hidden in the wall, returned to the bedroom, opened the bedside table, and stared at the box inside in a daze.

This is his habit for many years. Seeing this box can calm his mind.

"Why me?" Harry rubbed the box lightly, whispering, "They saved me, but I put on an invisible shackle because of it... 15 years, isn't it enough?"

The answer to this question has long been in Harry's mind. When he heard Jian Le's "Master", Harry suddenly felt that all the suffering and grievances he had suffered in his life because of "traitors" had vanished, and everything he had done It is no longer to give himself an explanation, but to willingly give everything he has for Jian Le.