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"Spiritual power is indeed a very ingenious thing. Even though you can't see how delicate these spiritual powers are with your eyes, you can still refine them into countless roots as long as you look at them with spiritual power," Meng Qing curled her lips slightly. , with a little joy in his tone, "The most ingenious thing is that even though it's slender and terrifying, it's tough enough to bind something with it, perhaps stronger than iron wire. Of course, this requires extremely strong mental strength and control. "

A thin thread that was barely visible to the naked eye separated from the thin bundle of mental power and slowly wrapped around Meng Qing's finger. He just moved his fingertip lightly, and tiny drops of blood came out.

"Don't hurt yourself." One moment his eyes were still on Meng Qing's hand, but the next moment Kent showed worry, and he reached out and grabbed Meng Qing's hand, and the mental power wrapped around his fingertips disappeared at any time .

Meng Qing was indifferent: "I just wanted to see how tough it is. I didn't expect to cut my finger. It's just a small wound, it doesn't matter."

Kent marveled at Meng Qing's absolute control over his mental power, and at the same time was a little annoyed that he accidentally hurt himself, so he pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for a while, his hand was still disinfecting the wound that was so small that it was almost invisible Work.

"Angry?" Meng Qing couldn't help laughing, her mood seemed to be happier, "It was really just a moment of carelessness, and there will be no next time."

"Hmph." Kent snorted coldly, but his anger had dissipated.

"It's really strange. My major is the Department of Psychiatry, but why am I more interested in how to use mental power to attack the enemy?" Meng Qing withdrew her hand and changed the subject half-jokingly.

Kent recalled being puzzled by Meng Qing's choice when choosing a major before, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Although Meng Qing's initial level of mental power is very low, he can now use dreams to improve his mental power, and his control of mental power has reached such a superb level. If he really chose an ordinary major at random, it might be The loss of the entire Commonwealth.

It's a pity that the Princeton Military Academy does not have such a major as spiritual attack, and the mental power of ordinary people has always been used as an auxiliary tool. Only those who are both excellent in genetic level and mental power level can use their mental power in actual combat Go, but that's also for better manipulation of the smart mecha.

Perhaps one day in the future, spiritual power will become a sharp blade that can be directly used to kill the enemy, but how to do this?

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Meng Qing lay on her back on the bed, suddenly feeling a little funny, "Speaking of which, haven't you seen an incident where you can use your mental power to attack? Since someone has done this, it should be feasible Bar?"

"It's not completely non-existent. In fact, this kind of situation is not uncommon, but it is often criticized, because everyone hurts in this way, and it is often their own companions," Kent recovered from his thoughts, bringing Zhuosi apologized, "After all, on the real battlefield, everyone has to rely on mechas to fight normally, and it is difficult to face the enemy directly. This should be one of the reasons why the use of mental power is greatly restricted. But after seeing After your control of mental power, I don't think it should be a hindrance, mental power can be virtual or real, and you don't have to be limited by the environment at all."

This is also the reason why Kent was so excited after listening to Meng Qing's words. In the course of human development, there have been many rules, but when this rule affects human development or brings negative effects, You should have the courage to break it.

"Then specifically, how do you use your mental power when you are fighting?" Meng Qing asked curiously.

"When driving a smart mech, the driver needs to use mental power to communicate with the mecha and give orders, so the driver's mental power is very high," Kent replied after a pause, "Of course, mental power will also be reflected in the Agility and attack power during battle."

Meng Qing nodded thoughtfully, and started his divergent thinking again: "Actually, if you put aside all restrictions, there are indeed many things that spiritual power can do. Spiritual power is connected to the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. Eyes, maybe it’s good to use it as a means of obtaining information.”

"Meng Qing, how many ideas do you have?" Kent was once again shocked by Meng Qing's thoughts. How could there be so many wonderful ideas in his head?

Meng Qing jumped up from the bed and looked at Kent with a smile: "I don't know, but it's getting late now, and the banquet should be over soon, so let's not wait until the banquet is over before leaving Save yourself from being stopped on the road."

The reason why Meng Qing's thinking is so divergent is because of his identity as a dream monster. After all, he has experienced too many dreams. No matter how lazy he is, he can't help thinking about it occasionally. Although the times are completely different, some Things are different.

But if it wasn't for knowing Kent's identity and knowing that what I said in front of him might be of some use, Meng Qing wouldn't have said so much.

Status and status are here, and some things are simply empty talk for some people. If they can't find a suitable channel, they can only rot in their hearts for the rest of their lives.

"Okay, let's go." Ken nodded and stood up. The meticulous military uniform on his body didn't look like he was here for a banquet.

Meng Qing smiled sullenly, and finally understood why others thought Kent was a flower of the high mountains.

What happened before, the atmosphere of the banquet has long been affected, even the little birthday star was locked back in the room, how could the guests have the intention to stay any longer, so when Meng Qing and Kent both went downstairs, the banquet It's almost cold.

"Father, Kent still has something to do at school, can we go back to school first?" Meng Qing found Meng Hao and asked bluntly.

Meng Hao was worrying about the banquet. When he saw Meng Qing, his expression was not very good-looking, but he still smiled and said, "Do you need Dad to drive you to school?"

"No need, Kent drove here by himself." Meng Qing also refused with a smile.

Meng Hao exchanged pleasantries with Kent again, and then he personally sent them out. Before getting into the car, he did not forget to remind him again and again: "Xiaoqing, since I am your friend, I must invite Kent to come to my house often in the future."

"I will." Meng Hao was lucky to say such false words.

After getting in the car, Kent switched the driving mode to automatic driving: "Go to sleep when you're tired, and I'll call you when you arrive."

"I'm not tired." Meng Qing fiddled with her phone with her head down. When Kent saw that he was sending a message to Lyle, the expression on his face suddenly became very subtle.