After Aisha had cast the psionic shock wave, she felt weak and weak, and she was almost unsteady on her feet. Muhadi took a few steps and quickly supported him.
The result of this battle was brilliant. More than 20 mummified corpses were all knocked down, but the Desert Warriors and Muhadi were not injured at all. Muscle Dad was also very satisfied with this result. He said generously, "Psionic boy! Good job, I will lend you a hug for the psionic girl for the time being!"
Muhadi ignored his crazy words and looked at the girl in front of him with concern, "Are you okay?"
"...Well...fortunately, it's just that the relationship between the increase of spiritual energy and the use of that ability is a bit overdrawn now, thank you." Aisha replied weakly.
Around, the three giant butchers were searching for corpses, trying to find some valuable loot, and Muscle Dad was stepping on a mummified corpse that was broken into three sections at this time, muttering, "...singing and humming. Xiao Qu, suddenly came to interrupt Dad's interest, courting death..."
"We should camp and rest!" Muhadi exclaimed, "My girlfriend can't move on now!"
When he said this, even Muhadi himself was taken aback. Aisha stared at him with a complex expression of seven-point joy, and the muscular dad said gruffly, "Why do you want to grab a woman with dad?! Dad actually doesn't mind sharing his wife, but you can't Announced to be exclusive."
"I'm not in the mood to joke now." Muhadi pushed back with a cold tone.
Muscle Dad was stunned, and felt that the young man in front of him seemed to be a completely different person, although his voice and appearance were still the same. But the tone, demeanor, and something inside were different, as if something else was attached to him and spoke.
"Okay, Muscle Dad promises you to camp and rest, but don't think that Dad won't take the time to teach you etiquette in the future!"
The group chose a relatively solid sandy ground and began to prepare for camping. The greyscale birds were brought together and began to eat the hay and worms that occasionally popped up in the sand. Some people say that grayscale birds are also psionic creatures. They can always find scorpions and other insects hidden a dozen centimeters below the sand, and then bite them out with their large, solid beaks.
On this adventure, neither Muhadi nor Aisha brought camping tools, so the Desert Warriors were responsible for all the camping work. Muscle Daddy is building a spooky seven-color tent with several indistinguishable mosaics painted on it.
On the side, 'Mama Sledgehammer' set up a smaller tent for herself.
"You looked so stupid just now." Aisha sat next to Muhadi at this time and said softly, "It doesn't look like you at all."
"It was just an impulse." Mohadi said hesitantly, "I felt as if an unusual emotion had controlled me at the time, which is not what I usually do."
"An unusual emotion? You're so tactful." Aisha misunderstood his words.
"Don't talk about it, what power did you use just now, it's very powerful."
The girl was a little unhappy because of the change of topic, but it was fleeting. "It's just an energy cone. Originally, I couldn't use it. But I can temporarily increase my ability at the cost of exhausting all the spiritual power for a day."
Unlike wizards, psions don't need spellbooks and don't prepare spells every day. They can gain a certain amount of spiritual power every day, and each time they manifest psionic power, they will consume part of the spiritual power. If the psionic power is depleted, the psionicist will feel the brain groggy and must go through adequate rest before returning to normal the next day.
"Remember when I said that my mother was a psionicist?"
Aisha's life experience Muhadi remembered very clearly, so he nodded.
"Before my mother died, she left a lot of records of psionic skills and abilities, so I have already mastered some abilities before I went to the Dust Hall to study."
This explains why Lyra almost always trains Muhadi at every training session, leaving Aisha to practice on her own.
"I also want to learn these skills, you can..." Knowing that it is extremely impolite to ask another psionicist to teach them, but the desire in Muhadi's heart to master stronger psionic powers Desire was burning vigorously, so he had to squeeze out half a sentence awkwardly.
"Unless you promise not to return to the Scorpion tribe. I can't pass on my skills to the minions of the elves." Aisha said solemnly, her blue eyes staring at the boy.
"I..." Muhadi wanted to say that I'd see it, but the words turned into "I'll figure out a way."
The ambiguity of the sentence could be interpreted as saying that Muhadi would figure out a way to break free from the oath, or that he actually guaranteed nothing. But Aisha was satisfied, "Okay, I'll try to teach you, but you also know the peculiarity of psionics, and I can't guarantee the church."
Psionics does not have systematic spells and precise spell components (language, body movements, and casting materials) like magic, and can only be regarded as a vague empirical discipline. Often times, what works for one psion will not work at all for another. The so-called teaching can only be to introduce one's own experience of manifesting power to inspire the other party. As for whether the other party can comprehend it, it all depends on his comprehension.
Aisha explained it meticulously and patiently, and she taught Muhadi the low-level powers she had learned from her mother one by one. The latter sucked on this knowledge voraciously, immersed in self-absorbed learning.
Mind stab can condense its own consciousness and directly attack the minds of intelligent creatures to cause damage.
Create sounds, you can use psionics to imitate very specific sounds, even words.
Matter burn and crystal shards, the former can make a small item hot to the point of scorching, and the latter can create some crystal shards that strike opponents like darts.
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These are all simple psionic abilities that can be accomplished with only the most superficial ability to mobilize the mind. But the power is limited by the level of the psionicist.
"It looks like you and I are really similar, and I am also a manipulator." Aisha was pleasantly surprised when she heard that Muhadi could control the movement of small objects.
There are six different schools of psionics, and psionicist is the name given to the psionicist of the psionic school. In addition to most of the common psionic powers, each faction has some unique psionic powers of its own, such as the energy cone that Aisha cast just now, which is the power of the mind-transforming school. The control objects that Muhadi could cast in the desert before he was rescued also belonged to this faction, proving that he was also a manipulator.
Although a psionicist also has the opportunity to learn cross-faction powers, there are many conditions to be met. For beginners in psionics, learning across factions is out of reach.
Muhadi tried his best, but still couldn't imitate the energy cone that Aisha casted, so he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.
The girl patted him on the back and said comfortingly, "You can only learn four psionic abilities in one day, aren't you satisfied? You can be said to be the strongest psionic talent I have ever seen or even heard of. . Even our master, Tianqin, definitely didn't have such an amazing learning speed when she was fifteen or sixteen years old!"
"Am I learning fast?!" Muhadi didn't actually see many psionicists, so he couldn't compare.
"Of course!" Aisha said affirmatively, and then added, "You don't look like you're studying, but 'recalling' the instincts you've already mastered!"
"And compared to other psionic power beginners I have seen, your spiritual power is beyond imagination. You have been connected to several powers in a row, but you don't seem to be exhausted at all. I'm going to be jealous of you." The girl said with envy and joy.
Mohadi was humble and very happy. In this world where the strong eat the weak, having a powerful ability is the foundation of self-preservation.
At this time, a call interrupted the communication between the two, and Mom Sledgehammer walked closer, "The tent is finished, and we can prepare for camping. This girl and I sleep in a small tent. You are with them."
Looking at Mom Sledgehammer's fingers, Muscle Dad, Dagger Boy, and Giant Butcher were standing together with their shoulders clasped together, looking at Mohadi with a half-smile.
In the hot desert, the boy could not help shivering.