Lying down in the Zerg and being fed by the breeder

Bitter medicine is like a cat's bitter life.

Zhu Yan copied the poems stroke by stroke, sighing as he copied. Why are all these poems so sad? They seriously affected his mood.

The cat is going to be depressed.

Lan Ci kissed Zhu Yan's chubby cheek: "My dear little hero, you have sighed several times from the beginning to now. Why are you so unhappy?"

Zhu Yan didn't say anything.

I have to drink such bitter medicine and get so many injections every day.

Then I was forced to practice calligraphy, and the poems I copied were all sad poems. Who would be in a good mood?

The doctor suddenly appeared from behind: "Hey! What are you doing, little male insect?"

Zhu Yanbababa, finally uttered two words weakly: "Practice calligraphy..."

"Let me see what's written on it," the doctor said, glancing at the notebook. "There are places where the fragrance fades... Oh, it's all so flowery, I can't even understand it. What's the point of writing all this?"

Lan Ci: "Let the young master enrich his knowledge while practicing calligraphy."

The doctor waved his hand: "We won't need these at all."

When Zhu Yan heard that the doctor seemed to want to speak for him, he raised his head happily, his eyes full of anticipation.

Doctor: "Stop copying poetry, little male insect!"

Zhu Yan: Doctor Grandpa, you are the best~

?(*′?｀*)?

The doctor then took out a thick and large notebook and put it on the desk with a bang.

Zhu Yan: (?⊿?)?Hey?

Doctor: "This is a record of my medical notes from the past two hundred years, from the time I started seeking medical treatment to the present. Isn't it better to have you, little male insect, copy this than your flowery poetry collection?"

The legendary physician's medical notes?!

Lan Ci was very surprised: "Your medical notes are priceless, are you just going to let my little hero copy them?"

Doctor: "What's the big deal? When you die, all that's left is a handful of dirt. Even the best things are useless if they're not passed down. Besides, if you lose them one day, wouldn't it be nice to have a backup?"

"I'm narrow-minded." Lan Ci smiled and bowed in thanks: "Thank you, Senior."

Zhuyan: ...

Bamboo inkstone: (●'?'●)

Try to keep smiling.

From now on, no one talks to me!

-

When Lan Qing completed his mission and returned to the army and was promoted to major general, Zhu Yan also received the good news.

Mental power is at level B!

Zhu Yan raised his paws and cheered in celebration, he finally got promoted again!

Wait! Male Insect Association! This time, he won't want a place to stay no matter what the other party says!

Choose Star Coins directly!

Then have a delicious meal of crayfish!

Hahahaha!

Looking at the lively little male insect, the doctor's eyes were filled with relief.

Then he sighed with some regret. If the little male insect had not experienced that terrorist attack and the subsequent targeting, his mental strength might have exceeded S level.

It's just a pity...

After reaching level B, the auxiliary treatment of medicinal materials began to be somewhat stretched, and to say that it was a drop in the bucket was an exaggeration.

Seeing the little male insect looking so miserable and miserable while eating every day, the doctor and Lan Ci couldn't bear it. They discussed with each other and decided not to eat it anymore, as it would have no effect anyway.

Bamboo inkstone: ??(ˊwˋ*)??

The only thing you can do next is to wait. Once the self-healing is completed, your mental strength will naturally rise to level A.

Now the crack in the spiritual sea has become very small, the speed of repair has begun to increase, and the situation is becoming more and more optimistic.

As for how long we have to wait?

The doctor took out a small notebook and made a careful estimate. It wouldn't be long before the little male insect would be in its third growth stage.

When Zhu Yan received his subsidy and came back happily, the doctor began to implement the mental training plan for the little male insect.

Lan Ci thought he was hallucinating: "Are you sure? We're going to train now? But the little hero's spiritual sea is not yet..."

The doctor interrupted Lan Ci and weighed Zhu Yan. "It's like a paralyzed insect. Now, except for his arms, everything else is healed, so it doesn't hinder his walking."

Repairing the spiritual sea only uses a part of the little male insect's spiritual power, and there is still a small part left, lying there lazily. Time is running out, so why keep it if not for training?

Let’s combine the current sparring partners at home.

Lan Ci, who is at level B, counts as one, and then there is the A-level physician, a total of two.

As for Lan Qing?

Ah... He came back briefly, but after playing with Zhu Yan for less than two days, he left in a hurry again.

After becoming a major general, he became even busier.

But this time when he left, knowing that the little hero had reached level B, he directly took out a big bag and took away more relaxation and soothing agents.

Bamboo inkstone: (°ー°〃)

Are you here to buy goods?!

Why don't you just take me away? That way I won't have to worry about pheromones anymore!

(?`~′?)

The first class was taught by Yu Lanci.

The content of the training is also very simple, which is to release mental power threads directly into the air without any contact.

Lan Ci explained very patiently, because this was the first hurdle in mental training.

It's easy to say it's easy, but it's hard to say it's difficult.

As long as you can successfully get the first one out, the rest will be easy, but the problem lies in the first one.

Many insects with awakened spiritual powers, although at a good level, are stuck there for several days because they cannot find the pattern. Some are so stupid that they are stuck for several months.

Lan Ci recalled that during training, he tried for more than a week before he got the hang of it. He also remembered the feeling of loss when he always failed and then watched his friends around him succeed one by one.

So Lan Ci was very worried, afraid that the little hero would doubt himself because he couldn't find the trick for a while.

For this purpose, he even prepared a long consolation speech long ago, wasting more time on it than preparing for the course.

However, Lan Ci's worries were unnecessary.

After listening to his wife's explanation, Zhu Yan produced the first silk thread very skillfully.

"Drip!"

Invisible spiritual threads appeared and the scanner immediately made a sound to remind Lan Ci. Lan Ci was a little surprised. After a look at the scanning screen, he was sure that his little hero had successfully released the spiritual threads.

Lan Ci: ...

How long has it been? And they've already figured it out?

Zhu Yan was very proud: Hey~ I am a smart little kitty!

Since the first one has come out, let's make a few more. Before Lan Ci could finish his words, Zhu Yan in the scanner screen had already produced dozens of spiritual threads, controlling those dozens of threads and dancing them randomly.

Lan Ci: ...

So today's class ended in a daze.

Lan Ci petted the puppy and recalled the scene he saw through the scan screen, feeling very relieved.

It turns out that our little hero is actually a genius!