There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

Before class ended, Qi Jing downed the entire bottle of mental strength potion in one go.

Wing— — — — — —

A burst of tinnitus rang in Qi Jing's mind.

He shook his head, but it didn't help, so he lay down on the desk, closed his eyes, and meditated for a while.

"Are you alright?"

Qi Jing waved his hand.

He could clearly feel a strange sensation appearing, and it was constantly getting stronger and larger.

The tinnitus in his mind gradually disappeared, replaced by the ability to "see" the surrounding environment.

Is this the detection function of mental strength?

Unlike Observation Haki, the range of mental strength perception was very small, only about ten meters, while Observation Haki could sense another building.

However, mental strength perception could see colors, sounds, and details, unlike Observation Haki, which could only sense the aura and shape of objects.

Presumably, the limitation of not being able to use Observation Haki when losing rationality would not apply to mental strength.

After lying down for a while, Qi Jing finally adapted to this extra sense and learned how to turn it off.

Although being able to see details clearly was good, the saying "distance creates beauty" was true.

Using mental strength to look closely at a person would scare you into trypophobia with their dense pores!

"Let's go, let's go eat."

Most of the people in the classroom had already left at this time.

"Yeah, did you feel uncomfortable after drinking that potion just now?" Tan Zuoyin asked at this moment.

Qi Jing nodded: "My mental strength suddenly increased greatly, so I definitely need to adapt a bit. Don't worry."

That's right, if Qi Jing was in trouble, he would definitely take out the Dried Leaf Spirit.

Relieved, Tan Zuoyin asked: "Oh, so what does mental strength look like?"

Qi Jing described: "This mental strength is like having an extra sense in your brain, allowing you to see the surrounding environment without using your eyes.

It's like sonar or radar, but it's more refined than them. You can even see the small pimples on your face."

Perhaps due to his transformation into Spider-Man, his thinking speed was already very fast, so he didn't feel any improvement in this area.

Or perhaps it was because he was too lazy to use his brain?

As they walked, Qi Jing told her about the things he had drawn earlier.

"Do you want to take one of these Leg-Stretching and Eye-Glaring Pills first? It can save your life in critical moments."

Tan Zuoyin waved her hand:

"Just keep it in your space. I don't have any place to put it here either.

If even you can't move in a crisis, I'll have even less of a chance to eat it."

That was true.

"Then I'll just put it in my space."

After they finished lunch, Qi Jing took out a large bag that was more than a meter tall with the words "Snack Gift Pack" written on it.

"Happy Un-birthday!"

Tan Zuoyin accepted the snack gift pack and placed it next to the desk.

"I also wish you a happy un-birthday!"

She took out a watch from her bag.

"I bought this from the Otherworld Mall. It can monitor your current life status and issue warnings at critical moments, automatically calling for help and notifying the nearest on-duty personnel to come quickly.

You've given me too many things, and I don't have anything good to give back, so I can only give you this.

I designed this Pikachu style. Thankfully, I saw the customization option when I bought it, otherwise I would always feel like this gift was too monotonous."

This watch, printed with large headshots of (Qi Jing - Pikachu - Tan Zuoyin), was drawn by Tan Zuoyin herself.

She couldn't take out Qi Jing's magical tools, so she could only express her feelings in this way.

"It's so pretty. Did you draw it?"

"Yeah."

Qi Jing said with deliberate exaggeration:

"You can actually draw? And you draw so well? How come I didn't know?"

"It's not that good-looking. It's not even as good as a child's drawing."

"It really is good-looking. Look here, it..."

Serious, Tan Zuoyin leaned her head over, and Qi Jing took the opportunity to kiss her on the face.

"What are you doing~"

......

The first class in the afternoon was firearms training.

The class group announced that they would gather in front of the shooting range.

When they arrived, they actually saw Cen Xi chatting with other classmates here.

Qi Jing noticed that there was a female teacher with a bun hairstyle next to Cen Xi, who looked about the same age as Cen Xi.

This should be their firearms teacher.

Qi Jing and the others went over to see what they were talking about.

Wu Tianxin asked: "Teacher, do you also teach firearm shooting?"

Cen Xi denied: "No, no, no, I came with Wen Jing. I've been idle recently, so I came to join in the fun."

Wen Jing grabbed the gun from Cen Xi's hand and said: "I am your firearms teacher, Wen Jing. Teacher Cen is my good friend."

Hearing that Wen Jing was coming to teach her students, Cen Xi ran over excitedly, insisting on following Wen Jing, saying that she wanted to learn how teachers were made.

Before they even arrived, Cen Xi had snatched the teaching tools from Wen Jing's hand. Taking advantage of her chatting with the students, Wen Jing snatched them back.

Cen Xi didn't care and said loudly to the students: "Everyone welcome Teacher Wen! Welcome, welcome~"

"Hello, Teacher Wen~"

"Welcome, Teacher Wen~"

"Thank you, Teacher Wen, for coming to teach us."

"Good afternoon, students!" Wen Jing said with a smile: "If everyone is here, let's go in."

They rushed into the shooting range in a swarm.

Wen Jing said to Cen Xi from behind:

"Is this your class or my class?"

Cen Xi put her arm around Wen Jing from behind:

"Why are you and I so clear? Your class is my class."

Wen Jing supported her forehead.

"Let's go."

When the two of them entered, the students had already stood in formation for physical training.

Just as Wen Jing was about to speak, Cen Xi shouted first: "At ease!"

The students obediently stretched out their left feet.

Hehehe, that's so fun, I want more.

Feeling like a general, Cen Xi continued to give orders:

"Attention!"

"At ease!"

"Attention!"

"At ease!"

Wen Jing quickly stopped her and shouted: "Dismiss! Everyone go over there and get a gun!"

"I haven't had enough fun yet, Little Jingjing, why did you let them dismiss?"

Wen Jing barely suppressed the urge to punch her:

"You're blaming me now?!

This is a firearms class!

You're not allowed to speak in this class, you can only watch here!"

Cen Xi pouted:

"Little Jingjing doesn't love me anymore, I'm so sad."

Seeing that Wen Jing was completely unmoved, Cen Xi turned her head away:

"If I can't talk, then I won't talk, hmph~"

Wen Jing was both angry and amused, but she restrained herself and didn't make any expression, otherwise Cen Xi would make a scene again.

The students were choosing from the identical rubber pellet guns while watching the two beautiful teachers argue.

"Teacher Cen seems to have been forbidden from speaking by the new teacher."

"What? The new teacher scolded Teacher Cen?"

"Let me tell you, Teacher Cen and Teacher Wen, who teaches us shooting, fought, and Teacher Cen even lost."

"What? Teacher Cen's neck was twisted!"