Chapter 274 New Career Directions for Archaeologists

"Correct answer, Miss Ashe, one point!"

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

In addition to perspective, she would also let Carl predict the possibility of something and control the bending of the spoon with his mind like a charlatan.

If he used psychic powers to cast spells, Carl could do these things.

But Elise tried to let Carl do these things directly with psychic powers, so the whole class looked like a quack deceiving a noble son who wanted to obtain psychic powers and playing him around.

In the constant practice, time passed quickly, and before he knew it, today's class was over.

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

Before the get out of class ended, Elise gently suggested to Carl to take a part-time job as a psychic warlock.

"Sorry, I don't have any idea about this for the time being. If I can reach the legendary realm, I might think about doing it part-time."

He shook his head and politely rejected the other party's suggestion, and Carl quickly left the classroom.

But as soon as he walked out of the classroom, he began to complain about Iris in his heart.

'Is this guy really pretending now? She wants to tie me to the same chariot so blatantly. Could it be that something happened to them in the wilderness that stimulated her? But there was no special incident mentioned in the report that Galian gave me? '

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

Quickly walking to the living room, Carl picked up something similar to a forehead protector and stuck it on his forehead.

As his eyes radiated psychic energy, several constructs that fell 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 flashed to Carl's side.

"Will today's training be more intense?"

Ying threw the dart up and down, and Carl was a little scared by Ying's calm voice that barely fluctuated.

"No, let's practice at the same level as before."

After making sufficient preparations, Carl concentrated and waited for Ying to throw the dart.

The two stood opposite each other, motionless, like two sculptures, and they had to stay 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 her body and threw the dart in her hand with the help of her body rotation.

She didn't let up at all in her attack, but the edge of the dart had been blunted, so even if it hit Carl, it would only make a bump at most.

This was probably the strategy Ying had come up with with her best efforts, which could not only maintain the level of attack, but also not hurt Carl.

The dart had already flown half the distance between the two in the blink of an eye, and even if Carl activated the action-like tide feature, he could probably only barely block it.

But at this moment, the micro-construct that had been floating behind Carl suddenly moved.

As 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 from Carl's eyes and the control core of the construct at the same time. At the same time, the construct responded with the help of the mental reflex transmitted by the psychic energy.

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

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

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

Hope, who had been lying on the side and watching, jumped up and removed the forehead protector from Carl's forehead. The micro-constructs fell to the ground and the hall returned to peace.

"Alas, it seems that this thing is still a long way from practical application. I don't know when I can use it to resist the enemy's long-range attack."

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 put it in his dimensional bag.

Seeing that Hope's spirit cards were still fighting each other, Carl also became interested.

"I didn't expect you to like this game so much. Let me see what spirits you have summoned."

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

Poor Hope now only has a giant lizard spirit card.

'It's a pity that she can still play back and forth with the other two. '

After complaining in his heart, Carl picked up a white card that had not yet bred a spirit, and planned to find something from the classic fashion garbage he left behind to rub a useful spirit.

But the two previous shipments seemed to have exhausted Carl's luck in this regard. After trying several times, he failed to breed a spirit.

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

"Bang!"

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

Faintly, Carl did feel something being absorbed into the card, but it was only a little bit, and the appearance of the fine gold 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 fine gold key to prevent the fine gold from interfering with the magic effect.

Gradually, the white mist gathered into a human shape, and the energy like the starry sky flew out of the card and blended with it.

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

He tried to use psychic energy to test it, but the feedback from psychic energy was not detailed, and he lost a little of his own psychic energy.

I don’t know if that little bit of psychic energy played a catalytic role, and the white mist and the starry sky energy began to gradually merge.

At this time, Hope and the others also noticed the situation on Carl’s side, and they all stopped the 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 wore a low-coverage rune armor, a golden headband with complex patterns on his forehead, his hair was white like clouds, and his skin was slightly pale sky blue.

But apart from that, he was very similar to Carl in terms of body proportions, muscle contours, and even appearance.

On this point, Hope and the other two had a full say, and they were even more familiar with Carl's body than Carl himself.

A war hammer flashing with lightning was held in the hands of the spirit, and a few purple arcs of electricity lit up from time to time around the body, looking 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? '