This room has huge windows with stained glass inlays. The light brown carpet shines through the stained glass, giving it a solemn and solemn feeling.

"This is my usual prayer room, where I usually meditate." "Sit down in your own comfortable position," Mr. Conte said. ”

Agnes took off her shoes by the door and stepped barefoot on the carpet. The carpet is soft and doesn't stick at all. Agnes walked some distance into the room, then knelt down on the carpet.

Mr. Conte tapped his forehead and said in annoyance, "I forgot you were wearing a dress." Forget it, stand up. ”

Agnes stood up obediently.

"The effect of the prisoner sequence on the spiritual bonus is not very prominent, but the effect on the physical enhancement is obvious. You have just taken the potion, you don't have enough control over the power of the potion, and you don't know how to restrain it, you need to pay attention during this time and try to avoid what happened just now. Mr. Conte said solemnly.

Agnes nodded.

"Meditation can help you rein in the power of potions. First, empty your mind and imagine a simple object in your mind. ”

Agnes focused on it, sketching in her mind her black diary with a pressed rose-like pattern on the cover. She felt the roar in her ears disappear completely.

"Okay, then replace it with something that doesn't exist in this world, and it's imaginary."

Something that doesn't exist? Agnes suddenly remembered the darkness she had seen earlier, was it her hallucination or was it real? She tried to remember the darkness she saw, but for some reason, Agnes couldn't remember what it looked like. So, Agnes randomly sketched a sea of gray and replaced the black notebook. The ocean was filled with illusory waves, and Agnes felt as if her body and mind had settled. Agnes subconsciously reined in her spirituality, she felt a sense of solidity that she had never felt before, and there was darkness all around, as if in her mother's womb.

"How?" When Agnes opened her eyes, Mr. Conte asked.

"It's very comfortable." Agnes replied.

"Do you see any colored patches or something?" Mr. Conte asked.

Agnes shook her head.

Mr. Conte hesitated for a moment and rubbed Agnes's hair, "It's okay, follow this method and practice a little more, and you will soon master it." ”

After thinking about it, Mr. Conte added: "Remember to practice every day. This helps you stay on top. ”

"The 'prisoner' potion can enhance our bodies, sensitize our senses, and master many criminal techniques, such as picking locks with wire, digging tunnels with soup spoons, and killing people with whatever we get our hands on. In the materials of the church, it is believed that we have both a silent outward appearance and a crazy heart. ”

"While the Extraordinary of any sequence is constantly confronted with danger and madness, there is no doubt that the Prisoner Sequence is at the top of the pack when it comes to easily getting out of control. So, what I'm saying below you must remember. ”

Mr. Conte's expression was more serious than ever, and Agnes couldn't help but hold her breath.

"The mind is a prisoner of the body, and the body is a prisoner of the world. Therefore, use your mind, body, and even the world to bind your own spiritual desires and madness, and don't indulge them at non-critical moments. Mr. Conte uttered the words slowly but solemnly.

"The mind is a prisoner of the body, and the body is a prisoner of the world." Agnes repeated the sentence, chewing on the meaning of the sentence.

"Yes, don't forget that at any time." Mr. Conte said as he looked Agnes in the eye earnestly.

Agnes nodded solemnly.

"Okay, let's talk about something light." Mr. Conte smiled, easing the dreary atmosphere. "I'm your music teacher now, and I need to ask your opinion on arranging lessons."

"Do you have any requirements for class time?"

Agnes shook her head, "Mr. Conte, I can be on whenever I want. Didn't your father and mother discuss it with you? ”

"They want to go on twice a week, on Monday and Thursday. It's just that I still want to ask you what you think. ”

"I don't have any opinions."

"And what did your previous teacher Miller teach you?"

Agnes thought for a moment and replied, "Sight-singing and listening, as well as some music theory knowledge, Mr. Miller taught me the piano and theoretical knowledge at the same time. He paid more attention to polishing my piano skills. ”

Mr. Conte was not satisfied with Agnes's answer, and said, "Forget it, tomorrow is Thursday, I'll check your mastery, well, it should be called a 'mapping test'?" ”

Agnes paused. Mr. Conte looked at Agnes and smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" Don't be nervous, just see where you've learned. ”

"I just haven't taken the test in a long time." Agnes whispered.

Mr. Conte sighed, rubbed Agnes' hair, and said, "Let's go downstairs first." ”

Agnes and Mr. Conte went downstairs together. She saw her mother and Ms. Jones sitting on a bench under stained glass, chatting about something.

"Mom!" Agnes walked over.

"It looks like the prisoner's potion does help little Angnes' condition, but it needs to be observed." Ms. Jones looked at Agnes carefully and said.

"Let's go, let's go to the training ground first." Mother took Agnes' hand.

Several people walked into an underground passage. The passage was covered with vines like tree roots, glowing in the darkness. Between the vines, there are stairs that lead upwards to the ground.

Several people walked for about 10 minutes, up about the seventh staircase, to the basement of a building. Walking out of the basement, it was a club-like place, empty and empty.

"This is the Joseph Club, a well-known shooting club in Fenerport City, offering martial arts and shooting training. But it's morning, and no one comes. Ms. Jones explained casually.

The waiter saw Ms. Jones and led them into a separate room. This room is about the size of a dance studio, with several small rooms on the side, about the bathroom and changing room.

Mother took Agnes to the dressing room to change her dress. Agnes carefully changed into a white training uniform.

Mother looked at Agnes carefully and frowned.

"This training suit doesn't seem to fit you very well, maybe you should ask someone at the clothing store to redo it for you."

Agnes looked in the mirror, where the girl was dressed in a white training suit, looking thin and pale. Agnes understood the reason for her mother's frown, this training suit was a loose type, and she looked a little too thin.

She nodded her head in agreement.

The pair walked out of the dressing room, where Ms Jones and Mr Conte had already changed into their training clothes and were waiting.

"I think we're going to test your current strength first." Ms. Jones glanced at Mr. Conte and said.

Ms. Jones showed Agnes how to use a strength tester.

"Test your left hand first, then your right hand."

Agnes tested each of them according to Ms. Jones's demonstration.

"280 pounds in the left hand and 300 pounds in the right hand, which is about the same as the average adult man." Ms. Jones wrote down the value in her notebook.

"It may have something to do with the fact that little Angnes was originally thinner, and she should have been taller." Mr. Conte said.

"You've been needing to get used to your sudden increase in strength lately." Ms. Jones said with a smile to Agnes.

"Of course, what I'm going to teach you today is basic martial arts. After taking the potion, your physical fitness is no longer a problem, and I can start teaching you directly. After that, you'll need to be here every afternoon except Sunday until you're up to par with your fighting skills, and I'll teach you how to use your guns and how to use your prisoner's potions abilities. Mr. Conte said.

"Yes, Mr. Conte." Agnes nodded.

Ms. Jones nudged her mother, and the two left the training room.

"Let's get started." Mr. Conte said after seeing the two leave.

"Where do we start?" Agnes asked.

"Let's start with strength and endurance exercises." Mr. Conte smiled, "The power of potions has given you the strength to rival that of an adult man, so you should increase the amount of these exercises. ”

"That's all you need to train for today, and that's what you need to do for a while until you reach the strength and endurance standards that a 'prisoner' should have."