Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"If you want to learn, you can just say it directly, no need to beat around the bush."

She looked at the others and said: "Judging from your current strength, just practice as I said. You can't use my method for the time being."

"If the captain doesn't tell you, how do you know we can't use it?"

Prince Qiu's question made Mu Jing give him a sideways glance, "Children in kindergarten still want to understand college topics?"

"...My level should be considered an elementary school level in the eyes of the captain, right? There is no shortage of talented elementary school students in this world."

“Be aware of the natural energy that surrounds you through meditation.”

She was too lazy to continue arguing with Prince Qiu, and said: "As for how to meditate and how to perceive, you need to have a very precise grasp of your abilities. At least you can use your own abilities to reach the level of mimicry instead of overriding it."

"There are several types of mimicry. The most common one is to simply shape another thing. The more advanced one is to let the mimicry have a little bit of the consciousness you passed on, so that it can execute commands alone in a short period of time."

"Only when you reach this level can you successfully enter the state and perceive natural energy during meditation."

The person who said so much in one breath crossed his arms and looked at the few people who were gradually sinking into thinking, and said: "I have told you what you are curious about, and then it is up to you to understand it. If you don't understand it, you will never understand it." Being a low-level ability user is enough to make you even an intermediate level person."

"Brother Jing, what can I do to achieve mimicry?"

Chen Ruoting wanted to go to the toilet, but this time was critical and she had to endure it.

Mu Jing walked up to her, opened his hand to her, and a small and cute ice fox quickly condensed in his palm, like a miniature version of Bing Mo, "To use your ability to create what you want in your heart, it takes a lot of energy. Concentration is more difficult than covering. When you have nothing to do, use your abilities to practice covering in various forms, and don’t just limit yourself to the form of the long sword.”

"My ability... seems to be quite limited?"

"It is the brain that is limited, not the ability."

Mu Jing raised his eyes to look at her and said, "If you want to go to the toilet, go."

"Brother Jing, how do you know?"

"Looking tense, knees bent inward."

"...I'm going!"

Chen Ruoting rushed out with a red face. Before she could even take three steps away, she was stopped by Mu Jing.

"Wait a moment."

"ah?"

She turned around and saw a package of pink stuff thrown towards her. She quickly reached out to catch it. When she saw it was a sanitary napkin, her face turned redder, "Thank you, Brother Jing!"

When Zhou Qiyang and others saw what she was throwing out, their faces were somewhat unnatural. But Mu Jing saw this expression and couldn't help but ask, "What are you so shy about?"

"...Brother Jing, it's very late, you should rest."

Yuan Lin scratched his cheek and tried to change the subject.

Mu Jing thought of why their expressions became unnatural almost as soon as he asked, so he said very matter-of-factly: "In the future, you will still have to bring sanitary napkins back when you are responsible for finding supplies. It is better to get used to it as soon as possible." .”

"You... just take it once a month... right?"

"Can you guarantee that you can find this thing every time you search? And this thing can be used even if the hemostatic cotton is gone. It is very useful."

Mu Jing glanced at Zhou Qiyang's hand still hanging on his chest and said, "How do you feel?"

"fine."

She nodded, turned to Liao Zhengcheng, who was leaning against the door frame, and asked, "Where is Uncle Liao?"