Chapter 812: Lightning whack-a-mole? Teacher, this is not fun!
Go to the great mage of the transformation department and ask for some tips?
This is a good idea, but Grete thinks it would be better to talk to the teacher first.
What if the teacher has it here? What if the teacher can give him some pointers?
Taking a step back, if the teacher doesn't have the best method here, the boss he can introduce to him will definitely be better than what he can find himself. If it doesn't work, the trip will be in vain at most, so he will go to the alchemy workshop to find it.
So can people.
The worst thing is that I will be scolded by the teacher for nothing... How many times have I been scolded by the teacher since I started? Why is it that I lack combat ability, lack of awareness of combat, and my way of thinking is too close to that of ordinary people, not like a magician at all...
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He scolds him, and the gentle breeze blows on the hills. After receiving a scolding, what should he do when he comes back, and what should he continue to do.
He did it as he thought. Grete sorted out the information he had recently researched and went to the top of Igor Peak early the next morning. After the Lord of Thunder quietly listened to his needs, he hooked his fingertips, and a lightning ball shot across the sky.
out.
Silvery white, bright, floating, only the size of a fist. After appearing, it immediately began to split continuously, splitting into two, two into four, and four into eight...
Gretel just blinked twice, and the thunderball had already split into 32 pieces, rising and falling in front of him, constantly doing Brownian motion.
That thing floating everywhere, constantly splitting, and exploding from time to time, is just like the scene where the tert-butyl lithium solution was floating everywhere in the factory when I heard the story told by the chemical engineering boss next door...
"Try it, wrap the thunder beads with your mental power and annihilate them."
The Lord of Thunder said calmly. Before he finished speaking, a thunder ball floated towards his face.
It crackled, crackled, and exploded continuously. It only floated within a foot, and it stimulated the hair on the back of Grete's neck to stand up, and it felt like his eyebrows and eyelashes were standing straight up.
He didn't dare to argue with the teacher, so he quickly used his spiritual power to wrap up the thunder ball. He got closer, but failed, and even closer, he failed...
The trajectory of this cunning thunderball is too strange. Do you sincerely play hide and seek with it?
Gretel increased his mental strength and rushed forward quickly. Well, this time he didn't hide anymore, he was pushed away by his strength!
Is this a butterfly fluttering?
Or swatting mosquitoes?
His small amount of mental power, such a small amount of strength, can push the thunder ball to the side!
Or is it the legendary observer effect? As long as you observe it, it will definitely cause changes?
Gretel silently cursed and changed his tactics, expanded his mental power into a sphere, and carried it towards the thunder ball. Oh, it's covered! Shrink! Wrap it! Fit it.
Ten centimeters and five centimeters, two centimeters and one centimeter. Before the outer cover hit the thunderball, there was only a crackling sound, and a small stream of lightning from the thunderball exploded on the outer barrier.
Gretel didn't have time to react. The lightning touched the barrier, bounced back, and hit the thunderball. The light shrank and shrunk, and the thunderball exploded on the spot...
The little bit of mental power that Grete had was torn to pieces, and the thunderball split into two, one to the left and the other to the right, and continued to float.
This... is my speed too slow... If I had wrapped it up earlier and simmered it, it wouldn't have exploded?
"Come on!"
Gray regained his composure and quickly used his mental power to wrap up the thunder ball on the left. This time he absorbed the experience from last time and doubled the speed of mental power contraction. However, in the face of the lightning, this
Speed is of no use...
With a crackle, the thunderball he tested exploded again and split into two. Very good, there are three of them now, swaying around, intercepting him from left to right. Moreover, the three thunderballs have completely different floating patterns.
…
Cut off!
Wrap up!
With a crackling sound, the thunder bead that was finally wrapped by him was cut into seventeen or eight pieces by the rapidly shrinking mental sphere. A small half was annihilated, and a large half floated out from the gaps in the sphere.
The size of a centimeter changed to the size of a small cherry.
Then, continue to float.
Keep floating.
Keep floating.
Hey, they are the kind of local small cherries, only a little bigger than soybeans, bright red and orange, sweet and sour, and juicy. He used to eat them cutely. When they are on the market in large quantities, they only cost three or four yuan per pound, and you can open them.
Eat a lot.
The only disadvantage is that the skin is too thin and cannot be stored or transported. You can only pick it on the same day, transport it to the city on the same day, buy it on the same day, and eat it on the same day... Dare to save it until the next day, even if you put it in the refrigerator.
It can also break a small half for you.
As soon as his thoughts were flowing, the thunderball closest to him suddenly exploded on the bone in front of his calf. Grete screamed in pain and jumped up. How could he be so unlucky! If he thought he was fine today, he would
Forgot to wear the shielding suit!
Gretel didn't even dare to complain. He shook his hands and gave himself a healing spell, and quickly speeded up:
Use your spiritual power to get stuck on the thunder bead!
Spread along the way!
Wrap them all up!
Go inwards!
Thank God, a small one was finally annihilated. Gretel quickly glanced forward and saw seventeen or eighteen more thunder beads the size of small cherries, intertwined into a network a foot in front of him.
There were thirty or forty larger thunder beads the size of cherries, rising up and down, floating and sinking, filling the five or six square meters of space between him and the Lord of Thunder.
Those thunder beads float leisurely, collide with each other, merge into one, and split from each other from time to time...
The only good thing is that these thunder beads are all under the control of the teacher. They should not be like the legendary tert-butyllithium solution, which requires you to chase them all over the factory with a mop. If you can't catch any one, they will explode in minutes.
A sound.
Then, you, your colleagues, and your factory will all disappear.
"Teacher...how many more thunder beads do I need to annihilate..."
Gretel asked with a grimace. On the other side of the sea of lightning, the Lord of Thunder said in a dull voice:
"You need to kill them all first. You are already at level eight! It shouldn't be difficult for an eighth-level mage to annihilate several times as many thunder beads!"
...So, teacher, what you are saying is that my mental strength should be able to do this, but I just lack experience...
Grete honestly started to pick one ball after another, catching up and intercepting them, trying to use up his mental energy. The first one was a round bead, the second one was also a round bead, and the third one was flat.
, he was in such a hurry that he almost didn't have time to adjust.
When we got to the fourth one, as soon as the spiritual power touched it, a hole suddenly appeared in the thing and turned into the shape of a donut.
"Teacher, can you..."
Gretel screamed. On the opposite side, the Lord of Thunder said calmly:
"cannot."
Well, donuts are just donuts, they are better than twisted cookies. What’s more, the Lord of Thunder, as a legendary mage, is actually willing to control thunder and lightning himself and train him. To use an old saying from his previous life:
Don’t be overwhelmed by the blessings!
Grete persisted in killing three electric donuts, sweating on his forehead. As soon as the fourth donut was touched, the thunder bead changed its shape again:
It changes from a hollow pancake shape to a bamboo dragonfly shape, with three leaves spread out, each with a curvature and rotating on its own! When the mental force is touched, it will move in different directions at different points at different times.
With the wind!
Grete chased him twice, feeling dizzy and dizzy, as if he had been twisted into a propeller.
"Teacher, I really can't do it anymore..."
He turned pale and shouted. Those are propeller blades, teacher! Those are propeller blades!
It's a curved surface! Curved surfaces are different from planes and spheres. To calculate the envelope, it seems that you need to use finite elements or something. It's a very troublesome mathematical tool. When processing, you need to use a five-axis machine tool!
You asked me to touch this with my bare hands and nothing, and use my mental power to touch this! If it's a little crooked, if it doesn't fit a little, it will float and explode for me to see!
I really can't hold it anymore...
"You still haven't trained your mental power too little, and you've been stuck at the level before level five." The thunder in the sky suddenly disappeared, leaving only a thin wisp of silver, which wrapped around the fingertips of the Lord of Thunder. Gretel's entire body
The man collapsed, sweating through his heavy clothes.
He reluctantly raised his eyes to look, and saw that the wisp of silvery white was actually a small snake made of electric light. The scales the size of sesame seeds were slightly spread out, and he could still see clearly from a distance of five or six meters.
The Lord of Thunder let out a little thunder bead from his fingertips, and the electric snake lowered its head, stretched out the tip of its forked tongue, and licked it gently. The Lord of Thunder fiddled with the little snake and raised his chin indifferently. On the bookshelf behind him, there was immediately
A box flew over and landed in front of Grete along with a pamphlet:
"This is a gadget I made when I was young to exercise my mental strength. Take it back and try it out. When will you light up all the gems? You can persist for thirty minutes. Come back later for the follow-up training method."
"Okay, teacher..."
Gretel bowed obediently and carried the box out. When he returned to the tower and looked carefully, he saw that the box was half a foot square, dark and oily, with no luster on the surface.
There is only a circle of vine-like patterns embedded on the lid of the box. The vines may be large or small, and there are more than ten flowers in different shapes. On the left and right sides of the box, there are five gems inlaid on each side. The color is dull and turbid, and it does not seem to be of high quality.
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After reading the mental training method given by the teacher, Gretel made sure that he had mastered it, and then tried to press the first gem. The surface of the box suddenly lit up, and a green bean-sized swayed from the center of the petal.
The thunder beads are coming.
Grete quickly used his spiritual power to wrap up and annihilate it. The first one had just been killed, and the second one had already floated out. Then came the third, fourth, and fifth...
Gretel rushed left and right, chasing with all his mental power, feeling like he was almost dead from exhaustion. Finally, all the thunder beads were annihilated, the second gemstone lit up silently, and two thunder beads floated out at the same time.
Gretel:!!!
What is this?
Is this a magical version of whack-a-mole?
One miss, I can't beat the gopher, I will be bombed?!
Teacher, you are so cruel! This game is not fun at all!
Even if you give me a happy watch, no, give me a Tetris! It's better than Lightning Whac-a-Mole!!!
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