Giving Ashe a thumbs up, Elise did not feel frustrated because Carl did not take the bait, but continued to teach him psychic powers.

In addition to clairvoyance, she can also help Carl predict the possibility of something like a charlatan and control the bending of a spoon with her mind.

Carl could do this if he used psychic power to cast spells.

But Elise tried to get Carl to do this directly with psychic powers, so the whole class looked like a charlatan trying to deceive a noble son who wanted to gain psychic powers and fooling him around.

Time flies by during the continuous practice, and before we know it, today's class is over.

"Mr. Carl's psychic talent is actually very good. Would you consider taking a part-time job as a psychic sorcerer? If you want, I can help you."

Before the get out of class ended, Iris gently suggested to Carl that he become a part-time psychic.

"Sorry, I don't have any ideas in this regard for now. If I can reach the legendary realm, maybe I will think about doing it part-time."

Karl shook his head to decline the other party's suggestion and quickly left the classroom.

However, as soon as he walked out of the classroom, he started complaining about Iris in his heart.

"Is this girl really done pretending now? She is so blatantly trying to tie me to the same chariot. Could it be that something happened to them in the wilderness that irritated her? But there is no mention of any special incident in the report that Galian gave me?"

Putting aside the messy thoughts in his mind, Carl immediately plunged into the research and development of new weapons while his special feeling about psychic power had not yet dissipated.

Karl walked quickly to the living room and picked up something similar to a forehead protector and put it on his forehead.

As his eyes radiated psychic energy, several constructs that had fallen to the side were restarted and floated behind Carl.

At the same time, Ying, who was playing Spirit Cards with Hope and Nia, raised his head and suddenly appeared next to Carl.

"Will today's training be more intense?"

Ying threw the dart in his hand up and down, and his voice was so calm that it had almost no ups and downs, which made Carl a little scared.

"No, just practice at the same level as before."

After making all the preparations, Carl concentrated and waited for Shadow to throw the dart.

The two stood facing each other, motionless, like two sculptures, determined to remain in their current state until the end of time.

But just when Carl blinked because he had kept his eyes open for too long, Ying suddenly turned his body and used the rotation to throw the dart in his hand.

She attacked without any slack, but the blade of the dart had been blunted, so even if it hit Carl, the most it would do was to leave a bump.

This was probably the strategy Ying had come up with after trying his best, which could both maintain his shooting level and not hurt Carl.

The dart had already flown over half the distance between the two of them in the blink of an eye. Even if Carl activated the Action Tide feature, he could probably only barely block it.

But at this moment, the microstructure that had been floating behind Carl suddenly moved.

The moment Carl opened his eyes again and saw the dart, several arcs of electricity suddenly lit up on the body of the micro-construct.

The glow of psychic energy lit up simultaneously from Carl's eyes and the construct's control core. At the same time, the construct responded with the help of thought reflexes transmitted by psychic energy.

Just as the dart was about to reach Carl's chest, the construct quickly rushed diagonally forward and blocked the dart's trajectory.

With a "ding" sound, the dart was knocked away.

All this happened in a flash. Just when Ying, who was the first to react, was about to congratulate Carl on his successful training, the micro-constructs that were originally floating around Carl's body suddenly flew around like crazy.

"Alas, it seems that this thing is still some distance away from practical application. I don't know how long it will take to use it to resist the enemy's long-range attacks."

After blinking several times, Carl finally came back to his senses from the out-of-control situation of the micro-construct.

With a self-deprecating smile, he took the forehead protector from Hope and casually put it into his dimensional bag.

Seeing that Hope and the others’ spirit cards were still fighting each other, Carl also became interested.

"I didn't expect you guys actually like this game. Let me see what spirits you summoned."

Of the two spirit cards that Carl had made before, the Dragonite Spirit was given to Ying, and the Metagross Spirit was taken by Nia.

Poor Hope now only has a giant lizard spirit card in his hand.

'It's a good thing she can still play with the other two.'

Complaining in his mind, Carl picked up a white card that hadn't spawned a soul yet, intending to find something from the classic fashion junk he had left behind to rub out a useful soul.

But the two previous shipments seemed to have used up Carl’s luck in this regard. After trying several times, he was unable to breed a spirit.

After struggling for a moment, Carl began to look for other things to nurture the spirit, but after searching for a long time, he finally only found the golden key he got from the giant.

“Bang!”

With a little frustration, Carl threw the key, which was considered a heavy weapon for humans, on top of the card.

Faintly, Carl did feel that something was absorbed into the card, but it was only a little bit, and the appearance of the platinum key was not much different from before.

Just when Carl thought he had failed to print the card again, a white mist suddenly emerged from the card.

Carl quickly put away the almighty key to prevent the almighty key from interfering with the magical effects.

Gradually, the white mist gathered into a human shape, and star-like energy flew out of the card, blending with it.

Carl leaned in closer to listen, and actually felt the sound of wind and thunder in the constantly rotating energy.

He tried to use psychic power to test it, but the feedback from psychic power was not detailed, and he even lost some of his own psychic power.

I don’t know if it was that bit of spiritual energy that acted as a catalyst, but the white mist and starry sky energy began to gradually merge.

At this time, Hope and the others also noticed what was happening on Carl's side. They stopped their magic cricket fighting game and ran over to watch the birth of a new card.

The rolling white mist and star-like energy continued to shrink and then gradually condensed into a human figure.

He was wearing a set of rune armor with very low coverage, a golden headband with complex patterns on his forehead, his hair was cloud-white, and his skin was a slightly pale sky blue.

But other than that, his body proportions, muscle contours and even appearance are all eerily similar to Carl.

Hope and the other two have every right to say on this point, as they are more familiar with Carl's body than Carl himself.

The spirit held a war hammer flashing with electric light in its hand, and from time to time, a few purple arcs of electricity lit up around its body, making it look extremely heroic.

Looking at the spirit in front of him, Carl suddenly had a somewhat absurd idea in his mind: 'Ancient objects seem to be more likely to breed spirits. Is this the latest employment direction for archaeology majors?'

(End of this chapter)