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When Arthur's time was stuck at 2:08, Carl knew he had reached a limit.

Being able to achieve this result with ordinary fingering is a testament to Arthur's ability. Next, we need to look at more advanced skills...

Carl made an appointment with him yesterday, and today he started teaching. Arthur was so excited that he almost fell asleep. He came to the arena early in the morning, only to find that Carl was already waiting there.

"Good morning senior, I'm sorry senior, I'm late."

Arthur didn't expect Karl to come so early, but he felt that he must be the reason for getting up late, so he apologized without hesitation.

"No, I got up early today."

Carl waved his hand nonchalantly. It was in his mind to come earlier. There was no one in the class, so he didn't worry about being interrupted when teaching.He motioned for Arthur to stand still, and then walked to his side, making him face a C-class armor.

"When you disassembled the C-level armor before, you have learned to use your mental power to find the weak points of the mecha. This is good, but it is not enough. Mental power has always been more useful, let alone an SSS-level armor like us. mental strength, come on, close your eyes now."

Arthur closed his eyes obediently.

"Use your mental power to feel it, first find the weak point of the mecha, reach out to attach it, use my gesture you saw before... yes, don't rush, use your mental power to draw the lines of the gap inside the mecha, Do you feel it...very good, dismantle your mental power into filaments, use your mental power to touch the parts, find the place that is easiest to dismantle, and then tick it lightly. Note that the thickness of your mental power should be roughly the same , otherwise it will affect your judgment..."

Arthur fumbled and hooked a small part.

"Very good, that's it. You first try to hook two or three parts at the same time, and find the easiest one to hook off. Don't pay attention to speed, look for it slowly, and use your mental power slowly... yes."

Arthur's savvy has always satisfied Carl. At this moment, although his movements are stumbling, they are very precise, and the seven or eight parts that he hooked are all correct. After he reaches a certain level, see where he needs to improve.

Arthur now felt that he had entered a very strange state: with the exploration of his spiritual power, a three-dimensional model appeared in his mind - it was a model made of gaps in C-class armor.According to what Carl said, he divided the huge mental power into filaments like pulling out cocoons to collide with the parts, and then hooked off one part after another with the feedback of mental power.

Growing up so big, it was the first time Arthur knew that mental power could be used in this way.When he used mental power in the past, he always crushed it directly. He had never tried it, and he never even thought that he could divide the mental power into zero—of course, he had never heard of this usage before he met Karl. , I can only say that Carl is worthy of being a genius, his ideas are so advanced and so cross-generational.It is hard to imagine, if Carl is willing to share, what kind of waves his ideas will set off in the interstellar world.

Relying on his strong control over the mental power, Arthur was able to successfully turn the mental power into filaments on the first try, but even so, his speed can be called a slow word-this can only be achieved by proficiency degree of improvement.And it was the first time to use five fingers to disassemble the mecha, Arthur's movements seemed a little clumsy, and it had been about ten minutes since he successfully disassembled a C-level armor.

This time is extremely slow if calculated according to Arthur's usual time, but Arthur is not in a hurry, he knows that he has found the most correct way.It took about ten minutes for the first attempt, just because his proficiency is not enough. As long as the proficiency is improved, his speed will definitely be much higher than before. It's good to be closer.

In the following time, Arthur focused on the practice at hand and entered a state of ecstasy, completely oblivious to the passage of time.He repeated the boring and boring process over and over again. After dismantling a C-level armor, he immediately took the next C-level armor. After a day, he even pushed the time back to 4 minutes, which can be regarded as a leap forward.

It wasn't until his brain started to protest, forcing him to stop, that Arthur came back to his senses.His physical fitness is very good, and his fingers don't feel so sore, but after all, this is the first time he has used his mental power like this, and his brain is still a bit overwhelmed.Arthur looked up regretfully, and was about to say something to Karl, but found that almost everyone in the arena had left, leaving only him and Karl.

Carl was standing beside him, with the assembled C-class armor in hand. Arthur suddenly remembered that when he was practicing just now, the fully assembled C-class armor seemed to be inexhaustible.I didn’t notice it before because I devoted myself to practice. Now that I think about it, it should be senior Carl who silently helped him reassemble the disassembled C-level armor, and then put it where he could reach it, so that he can better Get into the practice.

"Senior, thank you."

The eye-protecting warm yellow light in the arena softened Carl's cold expression. Arthur looked at the person in front of him who was calm but helped him deal with his worries, and there was a gentleness in his voice that he hadn't noticed.

"Huh? There is nothing to thank, it's just a matter of duty."

Carl didn't feel that he had done anything worthy of being thanked. In his opinion, since he said he would take Arthur, he would naturally step forward to help with such insignificant things. no big deal.

"Go to eat after practice, don't waste time here, have a good rest, and continue tomorrow."

"Good senior."

Arthur nodded, cleaned up the table, went to the sink with Carl to clean his hands, and then walked towards the cafeteria.Along the way, the two communicated occasionally. Basically, Arthur asked some questions, and Carl answered them in a calm tone, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.