Ernacillin returned to the archives, where Mo sat and flipped through his files.

"Miss Momo. Anacyrin tapped lightly on the door.

"Sit down. Mo Mo glanced up at him and pointed to the chair next to him, "I remember you're good at painting?"

"Yes, my father is an interior designer and I grew up learning to draw with my father. Ernacillin nodded and handed the application to Momo. I wondered why she asked.

"Hmm...... Then I have a way of constructing psionic creations that may work for you, and this method I have figured out, but no one has used it except me, so I'm not sure if it's suitable for you. Mo Mo changed his sitting position and tilted his head slightly, "You can try to use psionic energy as paint and 'draw' the object you want to construct." This method can construct objects that exist rationally without intelligence. The disadvantage is that it takes time to construct psionic energy into a physical object, and if you are not skilled in using psionic energy, it is likely that you will not be able to construct it, and the psionic energy will be used too much. Mo Mo hooked his fingers around a strand of hair next to his cheek and played with it.

"Can you show me that? If I construct it this way, I might be able to get started quickly, since I usually use psionic energy using the primitive direct gathering method. "Eneracillin thought for a while, he is good at using psionic energy in the most primitive way, this way is primitive, because the attrition rate in the process of use is too high, and it is extremely testing the user's proficiency in controlling the gathering of psionic energy, if this construction method can be used by himself, then it is indeed the most suitable for himself.

"Yes. The fingers of Mo Mo's right hand flipped and the spiritual energy in the air gathered, and the dreamy points of light danced with the fingers, gathered into dots, converged into lines, and combined into a surface. Under the skillful control of Mo Mo, the nearby psionic energy was constructed into a small and solemn temple. The temple is solemn and solemn, mysterious and eerie, giving people a sense of inviolability and inaccessibility. "This is my lord's temple, it really exists in the world, so it can be constructed, but it is certainly not as powerful as the original temple. Its characteristic is shelter, consuming the constructor's spirituality to provide a personal shelter for a certain period of time. ”

"Personal asylum?" Enercillin, who had been in the guild since childhood, heard a new term, and his eyes widened slightly, full of interest.

"Person-like shelter means that attacks below that person are ineffective. The personality of the temple constructed by different strengths will not change, what will change is the time of the temple's existence and the number of people who can shelter. All attacks below the Temple Person have no effect while the Temple is active. For example, it is currently inactive, a mass of embodied psionic energy. And when it is activated, it will begin to extract the spirituality of the constructor and project the real temple over. The person of this temple is extremely high, and with your spirituality, you can make it exist for 0.2 to 0.4 seconds, during which time the following attacks of the evil god are immune and all damage is transferred to the temple itself through projection. ”

"Isn't this way of constructing anything constructable?" Enercillin felt that this method was a bit too inexplicable, both theoretically and practically, in addition to the disadvantages of having to construct objects that actually exist or for a reasonable reason, and the need to be familiar with the manipulation of psionic powers

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"Of course not. The concept of 'being' here refers to the existence of your cognition, like this temple, if you have never seen it, how do you know that it exists, if you have not looked at it closely, then how can you construct it in its entirety? One cannot construct something beyond one's own person out of thin air. He sat on the chair next to the desk, his left hand supporting his chin, and his right hand supporting the delicate temple that had been constructed, with a lazy posture and a flat tone to answer Ernacillin's doubts, "If you want to construct something beyond your own person, you must see it with your own eyes and memorize all its details, so that you can construct it." But to recklessly observe something beyond the person without protection is to commit suicide. ”

"Something beyond the person...... Can I construct objects of the same character out of various elements? Like Leloa's construction experiment. Eneracyrin remembered Leloa's experiments with construction and the various elements he used in his paintings, and if this method was to use psionic energy as paint to construct objects in the way of painting, then could he use known elements to construct unknown objects?

"Theoretically, yes, but you have to have the full shape of the object in your mind, just like when you were drawing. You can imagine that it is a combination of elements that you have seen, which means that it is reasonable to exist as a psionic creation. I haven't tried this aspect of the construct though, so you can try it now. Mo Mo dissolved the psionic energy that had been constructed into a temple in his hand, and the overflowing psionic energy gathered uncontrollably around Ernacillin.

"Use psionic energy as paint, and then draw the picture in your head...... The picture in my head...... The picture in his mind ......" Eneracillin closed his eyes and began to construct a scene in his mind. His instinctive gathering of spiritual energy uncontrollably, coupled with his intentional guidance at this time, the concentration of spiritual energy around Enercylin's body was incredibly high, forming a sea of light. His slender ten fingers flipped at a mysterious frequency, causing the spiritual energy gathered around him to dance, directing them to outline the lines and paint the blocks. At this time, Ernacillin is like the sea god in the sea of light, under his command, the sea water composed of spiritual energy is very smooth and powerful, and the formation speed of each stroke is very fast, if this way of use is strong enough, it can be adapted to a variety of combat occasions.

After about ten seconds, as the rhythm of the ten fingers of Enaxiline stopped, a miniature scene was suspended: the ground of the black and white chessboard was divided, half of it remained in its original position, the paint, easel and paper were frozen at the moment when they were about to leave the ground and scatter, and the other half of the easel paint paper was placed neatly in the opposite position with the ceiling. The whole scene is reversed like gravity, and time is paused.

A psionic structure, miniaturized to the size of a palm, floated silently in front of Ernacillin.

As early as the beginning of the construction of the Ernaciillin, he put away his lazy posture, always on the lookout for the unexpected. Her brow furrowed slightly, her lips pursed, ready to distract the oversized psionic energy around Ernacillin.

But when she saw that Ernacillin's movements gradually stopped, and the scene constructed in front of him gradually became clear, her expression softened, and she looked at the constructed scene with interest. Although Mo Mo is the founder of this method of use, she rarely uses it. In the past, she could directly use the spiritual energy in her mind to realize her thoughts and thoughts without constructing it, but now she basically can't use it in the archives of the association for a long time. In fact, it was very unexpected that Ernacillin was able to directly construct a psionic scene that did not exist but appeared for a reasonable reason.

"Congratulations, it looks like you're a good fit and you've mastered this method. The corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and there is no one who does not like to teach a gifted student.

"Maybe it's just a fluke, although I think I'm pretty good. Ernacillin smiled lightly, he was a bit surprised to be able to master this method in one go, and he tried to be a little more humble, but he was at an age where he couldn't help but mention it to others when he made a result, and he still emphasized his results a little.

Mo Mo couldn't help but bend his eyebrows, and the contradictory behavior of the fifteen-year-old boy who didn't know it was vividly reflected in him.

"If only there was anything that could hold these structures, it would be a perfect work. My hands can never draw what is in my head......" Enacylin, who has the same distress as most painters, looked at the structure that seemed to be printed directly out of his own mind, and sighed with heartfelt emotion.

"Hmm...... Maybe you can make it into a psionic item?" Momo tilted his head slightly, rubbing his chin, "By the way, you can try to construct it on Linpai paper." This is paper made from grinding the grass grass, which is used to store psionic energy in many psionic potions and items. In the past, psionic beings would write runes on paper made of lingrass, but now that psionic items were mass-produced, few people used spells. I remember a long time ago I would write God's name on the spell to get my attention and favor. Enacillin felt that her tone was a little emotional, a little nostalgic, and a little imperceptible helplessness. "I remember there was some blank papyrus here...... Where is it......" Mo Mo got up and rummaged through several cabinets in the archive room, and after a few moments, he pulled out a quaint wooden box twenty or thirty centimeters thick from under one of the cabinets. She opened the wooden box, which was full of card-sized card-sized hard paper with a slightly yellowed front and a light blue exotic plant pattern on the back. Momo took out one of them and poured the psionic energy into it along the pattern, and as the psionic energy poured in, the pattern on the paper lit up with a pale blue shimmer, and an irregular gathering of psionic energy appeared on the front - she was showing Ennaxiline how to use it.

Enacillin nodded knowingly, took out a piece of paper and poured spiritual energy into it, and the light emitted by the pattern behind the linpai paper instantly illuminated the archive room, and then with a "bang", gray-white confetti leaked from between Enacillin's fingers.

"What's going on?" Ernacillin stared blankly at the confetti on the ground, his psionic structure floating around him, causing nearby psionic energy to gather curiously.

"Don't be anxious, pour in more slowly, and do less at a time. The veins used to contain psionic energy are very narrow, fragile, and dense. Mo reminded him from the side.

Enacyrin took a piece of paper again, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, stabilized his mind, and then slowly condensed the spiritual energy into a thin line and carefully instilled it.

Five minutes......

Fifteen minutes......

Half an hour.

Anacyrin was puzzled, and tentatively sensed the veins where the spiritual energy was stored, and found that it was empty, as clean as the wallet he had just finished maintaining the doll.

"It's too slow, the spiritual energy is directly absorbed by the veins, and this piece of paper has been upgraded several levels. "Mo Mo constructed a probing spirit technique to the paper, and suddenly felt a little helpless, after the Lin grass was made into paper, it was theoretically possible to absorb spiritual energy to upgrade, but when the problem was that it needed to absorb a steady stream of spiritual energy as thin as silk, this was unrealistic, just like ordinary people would never find a plane that was completely free of friction. But Ernacillin turned a concept into reality.

He's such a genius, in every sense of the word. Mo Mo sighed sincerely.

"You have a good grip on psionic energy, at least I haven't seen anyone who has a way to upgrade the Lingrass Paper. But for now, you've got to let go a little bit. This piece of Linpai has been upgraded by you a few levels, and the veins have expanded a lot, so you can be bold. Mo Mo stood aside and summed up for Ernacillin.

Looks like I'm a genius too...... Ernacillin sighed, bitter and happy.

Condensing the psionic energy again, Enercilin, who had learned the lessons of the previous two lessons, carefully but never cautiously poured the psionic energy into the pattern. The psionic energy slowly wandered and veined, and a gentle light blue shimmer lit up, following the psionic energy as it traveled on the paper. The structure beside Ernacillin that floated and heaved slowly melted into the front of the paper with the help of psionic energy.

When the psionic energy lights up the last pattern, the structure melts intact into the paper. The card-sized, slightly yellowed hard paper has an upside-down and strange world on the surface, and on the back is a mysterious and bizarre light blue pattern, which contains a large number of psionic powers.

Enasilin held the card between his index and middle fingers and couldn't put it down.

Ink threw a constructor onto the card, and the information was sorted out as follows:

Type: Special psionic item

Side effects: Low

Conditions of use: None

Number of uses: Multiple times, can be charged, but the card is damaged after being charged three times.

"Very good psionic items, you can craft a few more different cards, like guns, knives, explosives, Leloa's psionic creations, etc., to develop more comprehensively. Your training is in charge of me, Eglesh, and Lynn, and all-rounders need high-intensity training in addition to talent. Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, this direction was unexpectedly suitable for Ernacillin, and he could be cultivated as an all-powerful psionic in the direction of development. "These linpai papers have been given to you, there are probably more than a hundred sheets, and when you run out, let the association give you an approval quota every month, anyway, there are several tons of linpai paper that the association has backlogged over the years, and you can make this kind of ....... He paused, pondering what this psionic object should be called.

"Hmm...... Call for a drawing card?" Enacyrin suggested.

"Well, you make more painted cards, and then put them on consignment in the association, and then use them as Linpai waste. ”

Ernacillin nodded, but was a little absent-minded, he only had one thought at the moment:

Consignment of cards in the association can give the people in the association a lot more means to save their lives, and they can also earn a lot of points.

Seem...... I'm going to get rich.