"Pool?" Zhuo Fan was even more puzzled.

Nice nodded and continued to explain: "Yes! It's the pool, you can imagine your mental power as water, and you are the container for water. You can imagine that constantly trying to meditate is to expand the breadth of the pool..."

"What about the insight? Could it be..." Zhuo Fan suddenly asked.

"Yes! The perception is depth." He looked at Zhuo Fan with appreciation. He didn't expect that Zhuo Fan had mastered the basic content of the pool theory so quickly. "Think about the horizontal expansion of the pool, the more difficult it will become. So when the spiritual power of the magician or the magician reaches L10 or above, they often have to consider vertical development."

Zhuo Fan suddenly realized and said loudly: "I understand that even if there is a wide sea area and the water depth is only one millimeter, then all the sea water will still not be much. Therefore, the depth digging connection becomes more and more important."

After taking a sip of tea, the nun asked Zhuo Fan to pour a cup. With his mind, the tea cup automatically floated in front of Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan was not polite and drank the tea in one sip. After taking back the cup, Nice said again: "But it is not easy to dig deep. I believe that you have also experienced it through these two experiences."

Zhuo Fan recalled that he met Chi Xue and her mother for the first time, and later rescued Chi Xue, and later was rescued... The same was true for the White King after experiencing the crisis of life and death, and only then had such a profound meditation experience.

Touching his eyebrows, Nice said: "Digging depth, if you cannot experience a crisis, and then greet the wonderful meditation insights in a new posture, the effect is not much better than ordinary forced meditation. Generally speaking, this method is too dangerous and is not recommended for a long time."

After a while of silence, Zhuo Fan suddenly had an idea: "Mr. Nice, you just talked about the pool theory of mental power, and I suddenly thought of an interesting idea..."

"Tell me." Nice still admired Zhuo Fan's ability to comprehend.

"You said that mental power is water, I think since there is water, what will happen in the water?" Zhuo Fan said quickly. "You see, it is because of water that there is life on the earth. If there is spiritual power, what will happen?"

Hearing these words, the teacup in Nice's hand loosened. He looked at Zhuo Fan in shock, as if he was not Zhuo Fan, but a field of full faith. "Yes... If there is water, there should be something else in the water..."

Zhuo Fan's flower continues: "Is it a life? It is not an organic life in the material world, but a certain [special life] that exists in the spiritual ocean? Do you think it is a god or ghost or something..."

"Bang!" As he slapped the round table, Nice suddenly stood up. The teacup on the round table in front of him was overturned, and the cool tea flowed out. He looked at Zhuo Fan with shock, appreciation, and even a little... fear... It seemed that the person standing in front of him was not a young man, but a monster, a geek with amazing jumping thinking.

"Stop talking." Nice turned his head back after retracting his gaze. "Don't talk. I know your idea is good, but it's not mature enough. This is not the area you can explore now. So don't mention this to others in the future."

After protruding his mental power, Nice confirmed that the sound insulation in the room was very good before he felt relieved.

Although he was a little confused, Zhuo Fan nodded seriously. "I understand, Lord Nice, I must remember your instructions in my heart."

After spending a few seconds to sort out his thoughts, Nice sat back on his seat. He placed the teacup that had been cooked, and shook the envelope that was soaked in the corners of the water, saying, "I have another suggestion for you about entering the Magic Academy to study."

Zhuo Fan stared at Nice.

"My suggestion is that I think you still have a lot of potential, so in the past two years, try to improve your spiritual and elemental awakening rate. The higher the awakening rate, the better. As long as your mental power reaches L8.0, it is enough. As long as your awakening rate is high enough, there is no problem in entering the second level of the league or even the first level of magic academy.

My tendency is that if you have the strength, you have to go to the best institution to further your studies, and there is no need to rush. Now if you want, I can directly introduce you to the league's third-level magic academy through an acquaintance. Classes can start this year. The question is, are you willing to give up the opportunity to enter the second-level or even first-level academy?"

After thinking about it, Zhuo Fan said, "I want to enter a better academy."

Nodding, Nice said, "I have no problem, you can leave now. Do you want me to ask a waiter to send you?"

"No need, goodbye to Lord Nice." As he said that, Zhuo Fan pushed out of the automatic door with his wheelchair.

Seeing the automatic door closed, Nice tore open the seal of the envelope, took out a folded [terrain map] from it, and put the letter paper down. He opened the terrain map and saw the signs and icons on it. A bone-breaking cold swept across his body.

Holding the round table with his hands, Nice sat down slowly: "How could this happen?" The letter paper was marked with a special note. "If you don't believe it, go outside the city to verify it after 2 a.m. tonight."

After a moment of silence, Nice quickly walked out of the room. Not far from the corridor in front of him, a waiter was pushing Zhuo Fan away. He shouted: "Zhuo Fan, wait a moment, there is one thing, I want to hear your thoughts."

...

After chatting with Nice and having made an appointment to meet again in the early morning, Zhuo Fan left the underwear store called all-star. With the help of the waiter in the underwear store, Zhuo Fan came to the Moonse Hotel.

After using the black card to open a room, Zhuo Fan was finally able to be quiet. Thinking of what Nice told him before, he still felt that the news was too amazing.

He looked at the wall clock on the wall and the time pointed to 13:24 pm. "The time to go out for investigation agreed with Lord Nice is early in the morning, and it is still early." He felt very tired, and he lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

It felt like it wasn't long before lying down, a man's voice came: "Mr. Zhuo Fan, it's time for your meal. Please open the door, I'm here to deliver food to you."

"Wait a minute." Zhuo Fan said, sat up, and his mental power moved, and the bandages on his body immediately danced like a demon. The twisted bandages retreated from his body like tiny white snakes.

The bandage sticks to his body just to prevent new skin infections and is not breathable at all. Now the slight burn on his body has been cured with time, and the bandage has been removed, making him feel much more comfortable.

Taking off the bandage, Zhuo left a pair of underwear. Zhuo Fan stood up and looked in the mirror. "There are a few more scars."

He took out an air conditioner and was put on his body. Zhuo Fan opened the door. A black shadow actually pounced on him. He did not hide because he recognized the black shadow. The black shadow hugged him: "Zhuo Fan, your bandage has been removed, it still feels comfortable to watch like this."

"Alice, please let go." Zhuo Fan couldn't breathe.

At this time, a waiter who delivered food outside the door turned his head awkwardly and walked away.

Alice slowly let go of her hand, but suddenly pulled off the air conditioner on Zhuo Fan's body. Seeing Zhuo Fan's upper body, she smiled and said, "There are a few more scars, which looks more manly."

Zhuo Fan sighed, looked at the watch on the wall, and then looked at the witch hat on the witch's head. He felt that the witch was a little weird and said, "Didn't you say you're here only tonight? Why is it coming at 6:00 now?"

"The plan has changed, so I'll say goodbye to you in advance." As she said that, she stretched out her slender fingers and slid back and forth along a scar on Zhuo Fan's chest.

"Farewell?" Zhuo Fan was stunned and did not stop the witch's fingers.

"It will be difficult to come back after leaving Flan this time. See you again if you have the chance. Let's have a farewell hug," Alice stopped and raised her head, her eyes hidden in the shadow of the witch hat.

The fragrance of magnolia flowers in the Moonlight Hotel danced gently, entangling the two of them. They looked at each other and even slowed down their breathing.

"Take care, we will meet again in the future." As he said that, Zhuo Fan took the initiative to hold Alice in his arms for the first time.

The two of them snuggled up for a while and felt a little hot. Alice took the initiative to push Zhuo Fan away, but she brought her sweet face over again. The two were very close, almost facing each other. The hot air she breathed flowed to Zhuo Fan's face. Her rosy lips were like burning roses, seducing Zhuo Fan's heartbeat and his blood pressure rose.

This time, Zhuo Fan did not retreat, he just stood still.

She got closer to Zhuo Fan, but said, "It's so hot today." Looking at Zhuo Fan sly, Alice said ambiguously. "Did you say there was a tongue kiss in ancient times?"

"What?" Zhuo Fan was stunned for a moment and looked at Alice in confusion. "It shouldn't be."

Alice smiled brightly at this time: "The answer is wrong. Have you never heard of Zhuge Liang's narration fighting against the scholars?" Although it is a mixed race, Alice also has a lot of knowledge about the culture before the mass extinction.

After thinking for a while, Zhuo Fan understood the meaning. Before he could laugh, Alice had already leaned her lips over. Her rosy lips were a paradise of happiness and abyss of the devil. Zhuo Fan did not refuse, and his lips were just pressed together. He just kissed gently, and the two soon separated.

Alice's face turned red, but it was buried by the shadow of the witch hat. She didn't look at Zhuo Fan's eyes, her chest was slightly undulating, and then she held the witch hat on her head and turned around and left.

Looking at Alice's elegant and exquisite back, Zhuo Fan sighed softly: "It's better to leave at this time, and the next flange may not be smooth."
Chapter completed!