I made the Dragon God in the game

"Mental strength"

Returning to the Tiangong Pavilion, he happened to encounter the mage setting up a magic circle to melt iron, steel, and cast walls. Fang Bai went over to comfort them a little and promised to free them as soon as the transfer personnel arrived, which immediately caused a burst of cheers.

Then Fang Bai continued to go deeper and came to a corner deep in the cave. There was a house here. The surface of the house was covered with silk threads like circuit boards, but they were like crystal.

Fang Bai opened the door and saw the structure.

This is actually a computing unit. The computing power is not strong. It is not mainly used to provide computing resources for the Tiangong Pavilion Master, but is used for public information storage, real-time communication with the Master, and the issuance of tasks and notifications.

To put it simply, this is an experimental Tiangongge internal site.

However, because the computing unit cannot yet connect remotely, it cannot communicate remotely without the participation of the mage.

Therefore, the local area network is not even considered and cannot be built.

Fang Bai also set up simple regional isolation and key login to divide different access rights.

Now it is considered to be in the testing phase, and the contents of different authority areas are roughly the same, with no difference.

However, Fang Bai didn't come here to check the test situation. He just took a simple glance and discovered the spiritual power escaping in the house.

Many different fluctuations of mental power are all mixed in the small room. On the wall, a looming barrier restrains them inside the room.

Mental power can be stored inside the crystal core and inside the spell slot.

The magic circle in the house was developed and created by Fang Bai based on the structure of crystal nuclei and spell slots.

But now it seems that the effect of this magic circle is not very good. The mental power has obviously dissipated a lot, and it has also fallen into silence. It is obvious that it is about to dissipate.

Fang Bai pondered slightly, but without doing any processing, he walked to another sealed room next to him to check the mental power in it.

Check one after another, confirm one after another, and then analyze according to different situations and different variables.

After making some targeted improvements to the magic circle, Fang Bai restarted the experiment.

Then Fang Bai went to Qi Peng's laboratory. In the laboratory, Qi Peng started a machine, and the gold elements in the environment poured in, while other elements were directly filtered out by the magic circle.

Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of gold elements were processed one by one, and passed through one procedure after another, and finally turned into a more stable state.

The liquid-like golden mist slowly flows inside the vessel. When it flows into the engine at the end, the two magnetic field arrays are activated at the same time.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The rotor and stator vibrated at high speed and made a buzzing sound, but the angle did not change at all.

Until Qi Peng's fingers fell gently.

clatter!

The rotor rotated at high speed, making a roar during the rotation. A dedicated person tested and recorded the performance and data during rotation, while Qi Peng focused on the magnetic field.

The magnetic field strength of this magneto-crystal engine is quite high, but most of it is still dissipated, which is a pity.

He briefly chatted with Qi Peng about some ideas about magnetic field formations, and then left.

One project team after another walked around and finally returned to the Mage Tower.

Only then did Fang Bai focus on the depths of his mind.

According to Fang Bai's understanding, there are many spell slots in a normal mage's mental space that will rotate around the first spell slot.

The first spell slot is the original spell slot, which is the highest level spell slot.

Counting from the outside in, the first circle, or the spell slots within the first ring, are called first-ring spell slots.

The second ring is called the second-level spell slot, the third ring is called the third-level spell slot, and so on.

Generally speaking, the number of spell slots in the second level is twice that of the previous level, and so on.

Likewise, a mage's level is defined by the highest level of spell slots.

Those with the highest level of spell slots are called first-level mage, and those with the highest level of fifth-level spell slots are called fifth-level mage.

The first to third rings are called professional mage, and the fourth to sixth ring are called elite mage.

However, these have nothing to do with Fang Bai. Fang Bai estimates that he will only have one spell position until his death.

Because all the spiritual power enhanced by practice has been tempered by the flames into the original spell slots, there is no excess original mental power to condense new spell slots.

"But this also gives me microscopic field perception and mental attack defense that far exceed those of irregular mages."

Fang Bai looked at the small spell slot with a ferocious crack appearing in his mind. During the rotation, throbbing pains were still transmitted directly to Fang Bai's soul and consciousness.

The mind is directly traumatized. This pain does not pass through the nerves, and it is a pain that cannot be weakened or isolated by any method or technique.

Straight to the soul.

This was the trauma left by the mental attack by the black-robed mage at that time.

This crack spread directly to both sides of the spell slot, which was extremely conspicuous.

"Fortunately, I have refined the spell slot into a solid one, so it has such terrifying defensive power.

If it were just a hollow thin-shell spell slot, it would probably shatter on the spot. "

Fang Bai's face was quite solemn, the spell bits were shattered, and the pain was so severe that he lost the ability to control himself. It would even leave permanent trauma.

And if it were more serious, it would not be impossible to die suddenly on the spot.

"Shadow Tower."

Fang Bai felt a little wary in his heart. These veteran mages had too great an advantage in terms of strength and background.

"But it doesn't bother me."

Fang Bai was silent.

"Forget it about the master level. If you try another legend, I will run away."

While thinking about the construction progress of the outer wall of Tiangong Pavilion, Fang Bai mobilized the void flame to burn and repair the spell slots in a targeted manner.

Although it was just a crack, it was very difficult to repair. Fang Bai estimated that it would take an ordinary mage at least half a month, or even several months, to repair it naturally.

Mental trauma is not simple.

But that's for other ordinary mages, for Fang Bai.

Are you kidding me? People who can melt spell slots for fun would be afraid of this small crack?

Fang Bai muttered casually, and then continued to mobilize the flames to repair it.

At the same time, Fang Bai also began to deduce defensive measures, flame defense structure and even counterattack structure based on the experience of being mentally attacked this time.

After all, as a mage, it is impossible to suffer twice in the same thing, right?

Then just be a shitty mage, clean your shit and go home and work as a blacksmith pounding iron.

However, the Shadow Tower still left a trace of haze in Fang Bai's heart.

My girlfriend is unhappy, what should I do?