"Thank you, Teacher Zhu!" After receiving the consent of Zhuyan Yu, Tangmo excitedly clapped her hands.
"Take your medicine!" Nightingale produced a suppressive drug in capsule form from somewhere and handed it to Tangmo.
This drug is the latest high-tech product from the Otherworld Research Center at the headquarters, specifically designed to accompany the execution of the Mingming Plan.
After swallowing the capsule, Tangmo took a deep breath, then walked up to Feng, extending her left hand and said, "Come on, Feng, channel some of your magic through my palm."
Feng stared at Tangmo with confounded big eyes, reluctant to make a move. Zhuyan Yu, standing beside them, asked worriedly, "Can you control your magic?"
"Yes!" Feng nodded.
"All right, try releasing about ten percent of your magic to attack Moumou." Zhuyan Yu suggested nervously.
"Ten percent?" Feng cocked her head, looking at her in confusion, clearly she did not understand this measurement unit.
