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Chapter Thirty-Three: Psionics

Alice slept until noon, then finished her meal with Meng Huo and her son, and began to assess Meng Huo's homework in the afternoon.

She came up with a lot of questions to assess Meng Huo's progress, and then started playing with the computer while he was doing the questions.

The news that "Detective Conan" has surpassed "Detective Sherlock" has been rumored online, and quarrels between readers on both sides can be seen everywhere, and countless readers' blessings have appeared on the official website of Phoenix.

Alice also found a chat software on the computer. She opened it with curiosity and logged in automatically.

Before she could close, the group of news from DiDiDi popped up.

"Hahaha, "Detective Conan" sold more than "Detective Sherlock" in Ninghai, so amazing! Sisters, I remember that many people in the chat group said it was impossible to surpass it. Now where are you? Where are you? Your faces are swollen!"

"Hey, hey, I don't agree with this. Before the monster Kid came out, who would have thought that He Xi would create this handsome guy temporarily!"

"Yes, yes, we are not wrong. It's all a blame for Teacher He Xi for being too powerful!"

"I read the single book several times in the morning. Conan almost caught the monster thief Kid. As expected, he is still smart! But the monster thief Kid ran away so cunningly, and no one won. It's so satisfying to watch! There are bookmarks for this single book..."

"Stop, spoilers are prohibited! Our single book here has not yet been released!"

After taking a few casual glances, Alice hurriedly turned off the chat software, but she didn't want Meng Huo to be angry.

Fortunately, Alice did not realize that the chat group that Meng Huo joined was a group with only girls, otherwise her view of Meng Huo would have undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was also at this moment.

"I'm done!"

Meng Huo stopped the pen in his hand.

Alice was shocked. She looked at the time and found that it was less than four o'clock, but it took her several hours to set the questions. Meng Huo only had more than ten minutes to do the questions. There were contents in each subject, and there was an essay in it. It took more than that time to write, right?

"Don't deal with it casually. I promised Sister Qin. The church will be strict!" Alice didn't believe that Meng Huo could complete the question, so she frowned and took the question paper.

She was stunned.

"This is impossible!"

Alice carefully reviewed the question paper and looked through it one by one with wide eyes. This one was right, that one was right. All the blanks were neatly filled in the words, and the answer was almost perfect, and there were no typos. Alice could completely treat it as a standard answer.

She knew that Meng Huo was the second best in the middle school entrance examination, so she put a lot of the textbook knowledge in the first year of high school to evaluate it. Unexpectedly, this knowledge was mastered by Meng Huo.

What kind of tutor - this kid doesn't need it at all!

"Did you teach yourself?"

Alice looked at Meng Huo in shock.

"Yes, a while ago, I was reading books, and I basically mastered the content of my first year of high school."

Meng Huo nodded.

A while ago, Alice remembered that he took the textbook home for less than two weeks, and these two weeks were the busiest time. Meng Huo drew two original manuscripts of the monster thief Kid, and the normal serialized manuscripts were also ready. His spare time should not exceed four days.

"Guru."

Alice felt her throat was a little dry. Is the arrival of the person or a monster standing in front of her? Not only is he the youngest and best-selling original cartoonist, but he is also shocking in his studies. Who else in this world is more talented than him?

Is Meng Huo so genius in everything he does? Alice finds it absurd, but also a little excited. Perhaps this child is uncarved jade. If he can guide him properly, can he achieve any goal?

This idea made Alice's eyes look at Meng Huo change. When she left, Meng Huo was sweating all over.

"She had a little bit of a look. Could it be that she treated me as a guinea pig?"

Meng Huo was a little nervous, but he forgot about this matter in a blink of an eye because when answering Alice's question paper, he had successfully proved his suspicion in the morning - the use of air masses is not limited to the head.

In the afternoon, Meng Huo asked it to transport gas to his hands, but found that his hand speed had increased and he had a higher grasp of the font, so he would not have a sore hand after writing.

Meng Huo now understood that he had been misled by the first impression of a flash of inspiration for a long time. It was not a spiritual light but a kind of potential stimulating, perhaps the qi mass was its original appearance.

Every time, this kind of air mass appears in Meng Huo's mind. When it appears, it will immediately dissipate in the head and body, thus causing Meng Huo to enter a state that exceeds the usual "limits" where he thinks more sensitively, moves more quickly, and has a perfect grasp of details.

It was a very magical state like a computer, but unfortunately it could not last long. The overused body would feel tired after the air mass disappeared.

However, Meng Huo can control the air mass now, so the effect is different.

As long as the old air mass does not disappear, the new gas in the head will fill it up without the new air mass. Meng Huo will not fall into a crazy state of control of the dosage. He can temporarily become sensitive to his thinking, and can also speed up the physical ability such as speed.

Of course, these do not mention the key, the key is...

"The body can get used to it."

Meng Huo excitedly thought that just like an athlete, as long as Meng Huo uses the air ball again and again to speed up the hand speed or other abilities of his body, and persevere, his body will remember the feeling and become stronger and stronger.

He found that he could master many skills, and he could draw comics more beautifully and quickly!

"Potential stimulation... no, it sounds too ugly, it's called spiritual energy." Meng Huo gave this ability a new name, leaving behind the word "spirit" with a flash of inspiration, and "energy" means that this is an energy source that is unknown but can be used!

He was in a great mood, so he sent a message to Shen Jie that he would send a single copy of "Detective Conan".

In the evening, Meng Huo came to the back door of Ninghai No. 1 Middle School and soon saw Shen Jie turning out from the wall wearing her hat.

With a "wow", she landed lightly, got up and took off her hat, and said with a smile: "I said Meng Huo, others say 'My fellow villagers are crying when they see them', but you are so good that you put a homesick girl in school for more than ten days without blinking."

"You will miss homesickness too?"

Meng Huo showed a surprised expression, then smiled and said, "Okay, I apologize to you."

"I'll be spared if you apologize. Seeing that you are so polite to send the single book of "Detective Conan" over, I can't be angry with you." Shen Jie stretched out her hand: "Give it to me."

Meng Huo handed her the comics and there were three bookmarks.

"The classmate said that each book only gives you one bookmark. You are so generous, and there are three different bookmarks." Shen Jie was surprised. She put away the bookmarks and then walked to the small supermarket: "Come here quickly, to express her gratitude, I invite you to drink mineral water."

Please drink mineral water?
Chapter completed!
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