Most of the spiritual energy in Lin Qian's body went towards his brain, and the rich spiritual energy gathered in his sea of consciousness.
A tiny, ethereal bead was slowly rotating. The bead was translucent, about the size of a pearl, and was the embodiment of his spiritual consciousness. A faint mist flowed within it, which was his spiritual power!
The spiritual energy was tempering his spiritual consciousness and expanding his sea of consciousness, and the larger the bead was, the stronger his spiritual power became!
Having gained a better understanding of his own abilities, Lin Qian also had a better grasp of the enhancement of his spiritual sense. The more spiritual energy he possessed, the faster his spiritual sense would be refined.
Having gained a clear understanding of himself, Lin Qian turned his thoughts to his family.
He had already checked the little guy's aura, and he saw that the little guy's energy was more concentrated in his limbs, indicating that he also had special abilities, which he guessed were related to speed.
Okay, I'll take the little one out for a walk when he wakes up.
He hasn't checked on Tiger Mom's condition yet, but he's not in a hurry.
This observation was very rewarding for Lin Qian.
It seems that the lack of a strong aura in vipers indicates the absence of "superpowers," and relatively speaking, the aura of vipers is even weaker, less than half that of chipmunks.
However, compared to Lin Qian himself, the chipmunk's aura was not as strong.
It seems that the length of time it takes to wake up from a deep sleep doesn't matter.
Looking at the chipmunk that was still trembling, Lin Qian reached out a paw and pinched its chubby cheeks.
There was a hard object inside, probably a pine cone from a red pine tree.
There are many red pines in the temperate coniferous and broad-leaved mixed forests. Every autumn, a lot of pine cones fall, and red pine cones are the favorite food that chipmunks like to store up for winter.
Lin Qian ignored the pine cone in its mouth. Normally, he would have been interested, but now he just wanted to know what the chipmunk's special ability was.
The intense aura indicates that there's something unusual about this little guy's cheeks.
But what special abilities could cheeks possibly have?
Is it the Lion's Roar Kung Fu?
Wait a minute, shouldn't it be the throat that's mutated?
Unable to come up with a solution, Lin Qian could only pinch the chipmunk's cheeks hard and growl in a low voice to wake the little guy up and show him his abilities.
When the spiritual consciousness is directly invaded, it feels like a powerful and unknown energy assaulting the mind.
Animals have a strong sense of danger, and at such close range, it's impossible for a chipmunk not to be terrified.
They weren't scared to death on the spot, thanks to this little guy's usual boldness compared to his kind.
Amidst the squirming of the tiger's claws and its frequent roars, the chipmunk finally woke up, still dazed.
The adorable eyes slowly opened, revealing the tiger's sharp canine teeth.
"squeak--!!!"
Startled by the chipmunk's terrified scream, Lin Qian quickly loosened his grip and moved the tiger's face further away.
The chipmunk trembled with fear. When it sensed the tiger loosening its grip, its first instinct was to run away.
However, the tiger's claws loosened slightly, but still held it firmly like pincers.
"Squeak!!" Unable to escape, the chipmunk immediately cried out for mercy.
Upon hearing its plea for mercy, Lin Qian immediately growled.
"Roar." Show us what abilities you have.
ability?
The chipmunk was completely bewildered.
The little head lifted up, looking blankly at the majestic tiger face.
"Ouch!" My cheeks!
This chipmunk doesn't seem to understand the more complex meaning of a tiger's roar; he can only try to express it in a simple and straightforward way.
As he roared, Lin Qian pinched the chipmunk's cheek with his paw.
The chipmunk was startled and spat out all the nuts in its mouth in one go.
"Squeak~" King Tiger, all my food is here~
The chipmunk looked at Lin Qian with a fawning expression, thinking that the tiger wanted it as food for the winter.
Although it knew that tigers were carnivores, how could a mouse understand the thoughts of a tiger?
I just hope the tiger will spare the rat's life once it gets its food...
Being a mouse is so hard!
Lin Qian looked at the small pile of nuts and pinched the chipmunk's cheeks, which had now returned to their flat state.
Yes, there aren't any left.
After thinking for a moment, the tiger claws exerted force and pried open the chipmunk's mouth. Lin Qian leaned closer to take a look, and his enhanced night vision actually allowed him to see a clue.
The inside of the chipmunk's cheeks had a faint, almost invisible, spiritual glow; if he didn't have good eyesight, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and growled, ordering the chipmunk to put the pine cones back in.
The chipmunk didn't quite understand, but it still obediently put the pine cone back into its mouth.
Now that it was clear-headed, it could sense that Lin Qian had no intention of eating it, and it became much quieter.
After stuffing the last fruit back into his mouth, Lin Qian grabbed the chipmunk and headed towards the old pine tree.
This old pine tree is where chipmunks usually appear. It's a red pine tree, and many pine cones have fallen to the ground beneath it.
"Roar." (Picking pine cones)
Lin Qian roared as he gave the order; he wanted to test it out.
Chipmunks' cheeks are originally used to hold nuts, serving a storage function; perhaps the mutation is related to this.
Based on his observations of courage and his own situation, Lin Qian felt that his superpowers should be enhanced and modified from their original applications.
Although the chipmunk was puzzled, it had no choice but to submit to the tiger's intimidation.
The little paws deftly grabbed a pine cone, scooped out the kernel, and skillfully stuffed it into the mouth.
The tiger didn't tell them to stop, and the chipmunk didn't dare to stop either, mainly because it also felt full. So even after collecting a dozen or so pine cones, the chipmunk was still tirelessly digging for more.
Siluke
Now Lin Qian was certain that it was indeed a "storage" ability; this little thing could hold far too many pine cones.
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