Jiang Si recalled that she ran into Agares' arms and smelled the smell of blood in his arms.

The location of the smell of blood is on the chest: "Yes, the smell of blood is particularly strong in the chest area. How should I treat this situation?"

Yan Qi and Xiong Mo changed his pretty face and became serious: "In this case, we must first sort out our mental strength."

"But if his mental power level is too high, the mental power tentacles of therapists whose level is lower than his will not be able to touch him at all."

Jiang Si doesn’t know much about mental healing.

The interstellar era was very different from their zombie-infested era. She asked, "Why not? Logically speaking, the lower the level of fusion, the higher the compatibility."

"How come from what you said, it becomes that low levels cannot be integrated with high levels. If the higher levels cannot find a match, doesn't it mean that they are dead?"

Yan Qi frowned and said, "Baby, now I seriously doubt that you entered the Fifth Military Academy either by taking advantage of royal privileges or by using His Highness Agares' recommendation letter without even taking the exam.

"

Jiang Si's face turned red and her heart stopped beating. She told the truth, which made her choke. "I didn't pass the exam. I didn't even want to go to the military academy. My aunt thought I was uneducated and forced me to come here."

"Otherwise, my husband and I would have gone to Kerxing and we would still be in his arms."

Suddenly he was forced to eat dog food.

Yan Qi was heartbroken, took a deep breath, refused the dog food, kicked up the dog food, and continued: "You said that the lower the level, the better it can match the higher level. That was more than 3,000 years ago.

Already."

"More than 3,000 years ago, our ancestors went to the ancient Earth and brought the remaining people from the ancient Earth to the Abell Galaxy for marriage."

"At that time, the people on the ancient earth had pure and stable spiritual power, and their integration level was very high regardless of their high or low levels."

"Perhaps later on we relied too much on technology and selected gene fragments to create the babies we wanted to create. As a result, our mental power mutated, and all mental power was no longer pure and stable."

"It also leads to the fact that people with higher mental power can only be matched with people with high mental power, and those with low mental power can only be matched with people with lower mental power."

"If the mental power levels of two people do not match and they are forced to undergo treatment, one of them will definitely die."

Jiang Si thought about it carefully, and according to Yan Qi's words, his cheap husband's mental power level was very high, so high that no one could match his mental power level.

"That person has never had his mental energy sorted out or treated for genetic collapse since he was born..."

Yan Qi didn't wait for her to finish speaking. He held the lemon tree in one hand and raised his thumb with the other. He said "Wow" and cut off her words: "If it is as you said, I can only admire this person. He has not sorted out his mental strength."

, the genetic collapse has not been repaired.”

"Does the Little Mermaid know the fairy tales of the ancient earth?"

Jiang Si nodded: "I know, what is the relationship between the two?"

Yan Qi said: "Of course it does matter. The person you are talking about has never had his mental power sorted out or his genetic damage repaired since he was a child. He is like a little mermaid who has landed on the beach. Under his strong body, every step he takes

It’s the pain of crushing bones and stepping on the tip of a knife.”

Jiang Si hissed involuntarily.

I felt unspeakably sour and full of heartache.

Her cheap husband.

The people of the Trojan Empire regarded him as a god and the shield of the empire.

I never thought that under his powerful body, his body would be in pieces and his mental strength would be exhausted.

"Who are you talking about? His Highness Agares?" Yan Qi saw the uncontrollable distress in her clear eyes and thought of the joy she felt when she said His Highness Agares.

Jiang Si took a breath and asked, "Do you think so?"

Yan Qi shook his head slowly: "I don't think so. Chu Xi, the chief therapist of the Hunting Legion, is the best chief of the therapy department since the founding of the Fifth Academy."

"His mental power has reached level 6 and a half. His Highness Agares' official mental power is level 7."

"The difference between level 6 and a half and level 7 is only half, and the treatment matching degree is equal to the same. His Highness Agares should not reject the treatment of his mental tentacles."

If not rejected.

His hands will not be so cold.

Jiang Si asked again: "In addition to mental combing, is there any other way?"

Yan Qi tightened the lemon tree in his arms, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes shone brightly: "It's simple, don't you know a level 7 plant therapist? Let him go and everything will be solved."

Saying it means not saying it.

She takes a trip.

Isn’t it the same as sticking your neck out for someone to chop it off?

"Change it." Jiang Si tightly covered her little vest and was determined not to lose her horse. The people in the Trojan Empire were crazy, which can be seen from the star network.

Her seventh-level plant healer's little vest is about to explode, and she will probably be thrown into an uninhabited planet to farm for them, or else she will be locked in a room day and night to treat their genetic collapse.

Just thinking about it makes me feel sick and scared.

She couldn't bear this kind of suffering in the world.

No, no.

"Change it." Yan Qi plucked a lemon with some pain and handed it to Jiang Si: "It's hard to find someone with the same mental power level, so let's repair his genetic damage first."

"The plants grown by level 7 plant therapists and what you gave me to eat yesterday have extremely pure spiritual power."

"After eating it, the pain caused by gene collapse was temporarily suppressed. I vaguely felt that my mental strength was somewhat restored."

"But I'm not sure yet. The fruits grown by level 7 plant therapists can restore mental power."

Jiang Si looked at his painful appearance and did not pick up the lemon: "Senior, you said before that you would sign me up for a few audit classes when school starts, and the Department of Therapy will sign it up for me."

Yan Qi's beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed, thinking that she didn't want the lemon, so he took back his hand and said, "Would you like to apply for the combat department and the command department? It's fun to take classes if you have nothing to do."

Jiang Si picked up the lemon in his hand and said, "I don't have any mental power, so why should I go to the combat department or the command department and be treated as a joke to others?"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going back."

Yan Qi roared angrily: "Wait a minute, big baby."

Jiang Si was startled: "What are you doing?"

Yan Qi shook the lemon tree in his arms: "You have picked all the red lemon trees at the Fifth Military Academy. Why don't you honor me with lemon and pickled pepper chicken feet?"

Jiang Si put the lemon in her pocket and spread her hands: "I'm sorry, senior, I gave all the chicken feet with lemon and pickled pepper to my husband."

Yan Qi was once again forcefully stuffed with dog food.

I pick out the dog food myself every time.

So angry.

It would be a pity to beat such a big baby to death, but it would be annoying not to beat it.

He sighed twice in his mind and spit out the dog food in his mouth: "The feces you just mentioned are not buried like this, but how are they buried?"

Jiang Si thought about going back quickly. She still had nearly 20 zombie crystal cores. These were good things and Agares should be able to use them.
Chapter completed!