"One, two, three..." Recht held a crude heavy sword in both hands and commanded, "Turn around."
Opal followed behind him step by step, took three steps forward, and the two turned around at the same time. Opal was sweating and panting with his sword.
"You have good physical strength and good physical condition," Recht said.
Opal nodded slowly, wiped his sweat, and continued to swing his sword after Rector.
Three days later, Lecter swept away the big sword like a whirlwind, and Opal blocked with one hand. Every time the swords collided, there was a loud noise. Opal was shocked and his chest hurt, but he had to suffer Support, Recht flew with a sword, and the huge iron sword that was one person high swept across, and mercilessly picked up the weapon in Opal's hand, and the square sword edge pressed against his throat, pushing him to the edge of the cliff superior.
"Desperate." Rickett said, "How to survive?"
Opal couldn't help gasping for breath. Suddenly, he punched the side of the great sword and pulled away. Rickett chased after him and deliberately slowed down. Opal rolled on the spot, picked up the great sword on the ground, and said, "Come again! "
Lecter nodded slowly, the two collided with their swords in front of the cliff, and the loud noises echoed in waves one after another, echoing endlessly between the cliffs.
Ten days later, Opal's fingers were covered in blood blisters and wrapped in thick bandages, and Rector was still working on his alloy sword.
A magnetic resonance board and a red spar battery are added to the blade of the mechanical alloy sword, which can convert energy into impact force and resist shocks at the same time.
Opal said: "Teacher, the food is gone."
Rickett snorted, and Opal said, "I'll go to the village to find a friend to borrow some."
Rickett said: "No, bring the water, let's go out for a walk."
In the winter of B-11, there was a cold wind blowing across the world, and the sand and dust were flying. Lecter and Opal each carried a big sword and walked slowly in the desert.
I don't know how long it took, the wind stopped, and the two lines of footprints stretched into the distance.
"Lie down!" Rickett jumped forward and fell to the ground with his Opal.
A huge sand bat dragged a long tail full of barbs, and rushed out of the ground from a distance of twenty meters, stirring up the sky and flying sand, its wings spread out in the air, more than ten meters long, and the edges flashed. Sharp cold light.
The sand bats swept past their heads, whistling from their mouths, and plunged into the desert a hundred meters away.
Opal stood up slowly, gasping for breath.
Rickett said: "Always pay attention to your surroundings. There may be many dangers buried in unknown areas. For the first actual combat, try them as opponents."
Opal understands that he wants to kill the sand bats here. The sand bats are very fast, and they are dispatched in groups. They have always been the number one killer of miners. , maybe even with poison.
He has personally seen hundreds of sand bats take turns using their tail needles to sting to death a desert creature that covers an area of nearly 1,000 square meters - it seems to be a huge chrysalis, and it seems to be some kind of insect.
Having lived in B11 for so long, he doesn't even know what's buried under the ground.
Lecter went to the middle of the desert and lay down, and Opal followed him.
The two of them lay quietly without speaking, and Rickett said in a low voice, "Do you feel it?"
Opal narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint tremor of restlessness in the ground, and then thousands of sand bats flew up from the ground, and the gravel under him sank in an instant, Rickett said: "Hurry up!"
Opal subconsciously grabbed a piece of rope thrown by Rickett, and Rickett threw out the other end of the steel rod. Flocks of sand bats covered the sky, and the steel rod on the rope was spinning. , flew to the sand bat at the end of the team, with a whistling wind, tightly tied its tail, and instantly dragged Opal and Lecter out of the deep quicksand from the ground, and flew straight to the Sky.
Opal couldn't help shouting, but Lecter was in mid-air, pulling the rope violently with his strength, and the two flew straight away like arrows of reaction force, passing by the descending sand bat. Kurt loosened the rope with his left wrist, pulled out the great sword behind his right hand, and made a beautiful arc.
The sand bat made a sharp cry, the long tail was cut off by a sword, and the flying body lost its balance and fell heavily.
Rickett slashed again at its flat, flounder-like back, severing its spine with a sword. The behemoth struggled frantically on the sand, and the fluorescent green blood was sprayed everywhere.
"Observe in detail first, and end the battle with one strike." Recht said, "Have you learned it?"
Opal had a lingering fear: "I'll try it."
Opal was lying in the desert, holding the rope in one hand, while Recht retracted the sword behind his back and stood far away.
The moment the swarm of sand bats flew out to hunt for food again, Opal imitated Lecter to throw out the rope, and was instantly carried into the air, but he was dizzy and couldn't tell where he was, and was thrown in a circle above and below his feet. Te immediately pulled out the big sword behind his backhand and said loudly, "Drink!"
The explosion resounded through the desert, and a sword shot into the sky with an unparalleled momentum, and cut several sand bats in a row, bringing out the blood in the sky, and the sword edge reflected the sunlight and drew an arc, and inserted into the desert.
Opal was still a little dizzy when he got up, and there were sand bat corpses everywhere.
"Come again." Opal said: "This time we will meet!"
Rekt nodded, didn't pick up the sword, just stood quietly, Opal chose an open space to lie down again, the sand bat group was provoked, the entire desert collapsed in an instant, and there were screaming black monsters in all directions. Fluttering in the sky like a kite, Opal chose one of them and flew into the air with the rope.
"Be careful behind your back!" Recht's clear voice echoed in his mind, Opal pulled out his big sword, swung it around, first cut off a tail needle that was poking at him from the back of his shoulder, and then cut off the front side neatly. The sand bat's tail split its spine in two and fell heavily to the ground.
"Very well," said Rector. "Now I'm going to tell you something."
"What?" Opal gasped.
"When you hunt, when you catch, you have to be in awe," Recht said.
Opal said, "What do you mean?"
Rickett pointed to his chest, and poked the heart of Opal with his fingers, saying: "The world gives you food, when you end a life, you must know that the purpose of hunting is to live, and the purpose of hunting is to survive. Not for fun - including them."
He pointed to the corpses of the sand bats, and more and more sand bats emerged from the ground and rushed towards them.
"Don't do senseless killing," Recht said. "Let's go."
There were flying bats everywhere in the desert. Opal dragged his sword and staggered to follow Lecter away. The two watched for a while under the cover on the edge of the cliff. Finally, all the sand bats got into the gravel and disappeared.
Rickett said: "You may have to face many strange creatures in the future. Don't be in a hurry, first ensure your own safety, and then look for its weaknesses. As long as it is alive, there must be weaknesses."
Opal nodded slowly, and found that Rector's weapon returned to his hands at some point. He went to clean up the battlefield and took out the poison glands of the sand bat. Opal said: "This might be useful! Can it be smeared on the sword?"
With a look of admiration in his eyes, Recht smiled and said, "You grow up fast. There should be a neurotoxin in it."
The whole body of sand bats is made of cartilage tissue. They are flat and like a huge piece of cloth. This is a biological form that has evolved after being under the sand for a long time and under heavy pressure. Peeling off its tough skin leaves bare cartilage and little muscle tissue.
Opal cut off what was left of the flesh, dressed it on a rope, and took it back to the cave, while Rector collected the rough skin of the sand bat.
A few days later, the first heavy snow fell. The snow scene in the desert was very spectacular. Opal went out and dug several large buckets of snow, put them in the cave to melt them, and wiped their big swords.
Recht was naked, stood outside the cave, grabbed a handful of snow, and wiped it on his body.
Opal took a bath in the cave and wiped his body clean. He was tired and covered with dirt these days. After taking a bath, he was refreshed and indescribably comfortable.
Holding the great sword and looking out, Lecter was still naked, standing in the snow meditating with bare feet. His sturdy naked body had a majestic beauty, with gentle strength and masculinity.
Opal asked, "Teacher, can I be a star knight like you?"
Rickett put on his robe and came in, sitting on the stone, staring at a cluster of high-temperature flames in the atomic furnace, without answering.
Opal said, "Teacher, what does it take to become a star knight?"
"Humility, honor, sacrifice, gallantry, mercy, honesty, justice, and faith," Recter replied.
Opal said, "Do I have this hope?"
Rickett said, "Why do you want to be a star knight?"
Opal was silent for a long time, and then said: "I want to become stronger, I don't want to be a slave."
Rector replied, "Those who pursue strength and blind battle will never gain the approval of the stars."
"The approval of the stars?" Opal hadn't heard a new term for a long time.
"That is the recognition of hundreds of billions of stars for you, and it is also the glory that is bestowed on you by the most extensive and vast soul in this universe." Rickett thought for a while, and then said: "This process is not something you can get by thinking about it. ."
Opal asked: "Can the planet speak?"
"They have consciousnesses of their own, but no one has ever been able to communicate with them," Recht said.
"Can you communicate with them?" Opal asked, "Teacher, can you do it?"
Rickett said: "No, none of the star knights have a way to communicate with it."
Opal nodded thoughtfully.
Lecter added: "To be honest, Opal, your conditions are not suitable for being a star knight."
"Yeah." Opal said, "I can only live a hundred years, my life is short, like a mayfly."
The two were silent again, and Opal smiled: "But from the day I met you, I wanted to do something different, like my mother told me before, to pursue the meaning of my existence."
Rickett's eyes shone like vast stars, he smiled gently, and said, "Yes, I'm glad to hear you say that. The battle never ends, if you want to become stronger, you can do it in the future. Choose to be a... I think mercenaries are good, do you remember the God of War galaxy I mentioned? The hometown of interstellar mercenaries."
Opal knows the kingdom of mercenaries, and he got a lot of information in Rector's chip, including the division of space and the kingdom system of mercenaries. They are a group of people who travel in the universe and belong to the empire and the republic. neutral power.
Lecter said: "The mercenary king Azeroth has managed his galaxy very well. The inhabitants of the mercenary country are warm-blooded, united and brave."
"But before that, I have to think of a way to change the current situation." Opal said: "Teacher, these days I have been thinking about how to grab a spaceship and take the miners here away. ... a full hundred thousand people."
Rickett loosened the bandage on his hand and asked, "Why don't you leave by yourself?"
Opal didn't think of this, maybe it was what Recht said to him these days that made him have this idea. Rickett pointed to his forehead and said, "Think, find a solution, not just use force to solve everything."
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, the sky was dark, and the cold was permeating in, it was the real cold - fifty degrees below zero on the cosmic temperature scale. The miners' villages on the horizon have all closed their doors and hid in connected cellars to prepare for the winter.
"Madam... it's too cold," said Opal, trembling.
Recht raised the heat of the atomic furnace and sealed the hole with the skin of the sand bat. The cold wind was still pouring in from the gap, it was really cold.
"How did you all spend your winters before?" Rector said.
Opal remembered when his mother was still there - when he was ten years old, he became sensible.
"We are all hiding in the cellar." Opal explained: "In my house, the underground is connected. In winter, everyone gathers together to make a fire and chat. When my mother was alive, she would prepare a lot of food every winter. Yes, take me down and tell me some stories by the power stove."
"How did she die then," Recht said.
"Mine disaster." Opal looked sad: "A lot of people died that time, including Anya's parents, Locke's uncle... The ground collapsed and tens of thousands of people died."
Rickett nodded slowly, and Opal asked, "If I ask the outside world for help, will the interstellar police take care of things here?"
Rector said, "What do you think?"
Opal said: "Is it because it is too far, so the Chiyan Galaxy can't control it?"
Rickett said, "So what? You need help from others, don't you?"
Rickett got up to pack his things, and Opal asked, "Where to?"
Rickett said as he cleaned up the atomic furnace, "Continue the conversation just now."
Opal assisted Lecter and explained: "Teacher, you taught me not to move forward blindly when facing problems, but to know how to use the surrounding environment to achieve my goals..."
"Yes, when the situation is complicated, it's easier to solve it with the resources at hand," Recht said approvingly.
Opal said: "Then I just have to go to the administrative star and go to the police station there..."
"Police department." Recht corrected: "That profession is called a policeman, not a 'police officer'."
Opal nodded, Recht put a sand bat skin on him, and the two put on a cloak. Recht held an atomic furnace in one hand, and carried a small amount of biological resources on his back. As soon as he came out of the cave, the overwhelming wind was overwhelming. Blow in the face.
"Where to go!" Opal shouted in the wind.
Rickett turned back and replied loudly, "Find a new place to shelter from the cold, it's too cold in the cave."
Opal said: "Go back to my house!"
Recht waved his hand, walked to the edge of the cliff, and fastened the rope. His stalwart body stood like a mountain in the wind and blizzard, and the cold torrent could not shake him in the slightest.
"Come here." Recht's voice sounded in Opal's mind.
They slid down the cliff along the rope and into a dark rift tunnel with a naturally formed opening in the canyon's wall, perhaps formed by blowholes from lava eruptions millions of years ago.
I don't know how far I walked, the tunnels gradually lit up, and a ray of orange light faintly revealed. The underground tunnel was much warmer than the cave, and Recht found an open space and put down the atomic furnace. Say, "You want to seek the help of the Executive Star. Now, I can tell you this is a good idea and worth planning."
Opal said: "Great, what should I do?"
Lecter smiled and spread the sand bat skin. Opal stared at the light at the end of the tunnel and said, "Will the administrative planet send someone to investigate? Teacher, do laws, axioms and justice exist? Just like what you taught me."
Rickett said: "Not necessarily. Axiom and justice are often only for most people, and sometimes only serve a small number of people. I can tell you the current situation of the administrative star."
"The Chiyan Galaxy is the largest supply of red spar ore in the entire universe. The spar collected here is mainly used to supply the energy of some social service facilities in the Republic and the Empire. It has little energy, but less pollution. , Unlike the atomic decomposition furnace used in spaceships, rhodolite has no radiation and will not cause harm to living things."
Recht assembled a simple lamp with the equipment at hand, arranged their temporary camp, motioned Opal to follow him, walked in front, and said: "The mining of rhodolite has a great profit margin, this Businessmen are responsible for the development of the mineral resources of the B11 star, and they have been monopolized for hundreds of years."
A huge magma lake appeared in front of him, with a dazzling orange-red light in the lake, and in the distance there were tunnels leading to the unknown depths of the ground.
Rickett stopped and turned his head: "Monopoly is very difficult to last, isn't there a businessman who wants to be a mineral mining businessman on the administrative star? Or you can also ask the Republic Police for assistance, you have also seen it in the textbook , The Chiyan Galaxy is the jurisdiction of the Republic of the Milky Way, and although B11 is far away from the main star, it is also governed by the Interstellar Convention."
Opal nodded slowly.
Rickett added: "The textbooks you have read mentioned the antitrust and human rights charter, and the disguised slavery must be punished no matter which planet it is on. This kind of place needs to send robots to work, but Black Rock Mining Co., Ltd. In order to reduce costs, make huge profits, block the news here, and let you work here like slaves. This kind of situation has a specific name in all galaxies, called 'black workers'."
Opal already has a blueprint for the plan. The name of the businessman who contracted the B11 star company is Chell, and the company is called Black Rock Mining.
To submit what happened here to the administrative star of the Chiyan Galaxy, you must collect complete evidence and then find the galaxy government. Deaths from mine disasters and high-priced dumping of products are strong evidence to put an end to this.
Opal thought about it for a long time, but Recht didn't interrupt him. The two stood quietly beside the high-temperature lava lake for a while. It was much hotter here than outside, and it didn't take long for Opal to sweat.
"Have you figured it out?" Rector said.
Opal said: "I think... not very clear, but maybe there is a plan."
The two stood face to face, and Opal suddenly felt an indescribable emotion in his heart. It was gratitude, but also awe and closeness. He couldn't help but stepped forward, hugged Recter tightly, and said, "Thank you, Teacher, you changed my life."
Rickett couldn't help laughing and said, "It's you who changed your life."
Opal took out the bracelet in his pocket and gave it to Rickett. Rickett glanced at it and put it on, without saying anything, he took a deep breath and said, "Let's start."
Opal said, "Begin what?"
Rickett said: "Training."
This is an open underground space, and lava flows more than 5,000 meters underground. Opal didn't ask Rickett how he found it. Mostly he has a way to explore.
There are many unknown dangers ambush in the lava. A huge earth-boring worm more than ten meters long that lives in the lava will rush out of the lava lake at any time and pounce on all approaching creatures. Its body is hot, and it will burn when it gets close. The man's skin was red and painful. Rickett used a sand bat skin as a net to lure the enemy. He held the black sand bat skin in one hand. When the burrowing worm erupted with magma and rushed out, he shook the black cloth to the side.
When the burrowing worm hit the rock wall, Rickett instantly retreated and dodged to another direction. When the burrowing worm rushed in the direction of the air vibration, Rickett shook the curtain in his hand again and dodged away.
This was done several times until the burrowing worm became cold, and Opal Fang shouted and rushed out from the side, cutting it in half.
This kind of training is very dangerous. The skin will be completely burnt to coke after being touched by the burrowing insects. Recht did not rashly let Opal try. The two cooperated repeatedly. After ten days, Recht let Opal deal with it alone. .
The narrow tunnels are intertwined, and the ground is still glowing with red light. The opal is sweating profusely, with a cloth skirt draped around his waist, and simple boots made of sand bat leather running around the ground, not even daring to breathe.
"Huhu" the wind sounded, and Opal shook the enemy cloth in his hand several times, and the burrowing insects burst into the cave wall!
"Be careful!" Rector shouted.
Opal dodged at the last minute, and ran along the lava lake. The slightest carelessness was the carbonization of ashes. His heart was beating wildly and he stepped on the rock, shook off the sand bat's skin, and the burrowing worm roared towards him. The back, followed by a light turn, was full of smoke and collapsing rocks.
This kind of training on the verge of life and death uses almost all of Opal's abilities, reaction power, running speed, dodge, strength, jumping, and judgment of the enemy. His potential is completely stimulated, and every time he thinks that he is the next moment He was about to die, but miraculously survived most of the time.
On the few occasions he was only a fraction of a second away from being bitten by a giant earth-boring worm, he was rescued at the last second by Rickett.
He didn't even see how Recht got his shot, and every time he failed, Recht would make a mark on the wall of the cave.
"If it's an actual fight," Recht said, "you've died more than thirty times."
"But I've also won a hundred times," said Opal, panting.
The opal's bronzed skin turned a lot whiter in the hole, showing a healthy wheat color. It was very hot here, and there was only a piece of cloth around Recht's crotch, and the two were almost naked.
Rector is stronger than Opal, and his body is more shapely. His chest is soaked with sexy sweat, like the god of war among the stars in ancient mythology.
Opal is very envious of his ability and temperament, it is a kind of worship from the heart, his ability is too far away from himself, like the vast ocean, never see the end.
"But you only need to fail once." Rickett said lightly: "You will disappear forever in this world, just like a battle in space, a misjudgment is enough to turn you into interstellar dust. What's more, you have to meet in the future. The right enemy, there may be more difficult opponents with certain intelligence."
Opal asked, "How did you do it just now?"
Rector sat down by the lava lake, the corpses of two burrowers lying on the ground. Opal still clearly remembered the moment just now that his great sword flew from a distance automatically, spun and cut off one of them, and Rector's great sword cut off the other.
Is there any mystery in the sword? What did he do? Opal turned the sword over and over.
"Go out for a walk," Recht said. "I'm almost out of water."
Opal got up, and the two master and apprentice put on coats in the camp, wrapped in a cloak made of sand bat leather, left the cliff, and headed to the ground.
On the 373rd day after the winter, this is the coldest time of the year. The B-11 star is the farthest from the Chiyan Galaxy and is in a dark corner of the galaxy disk. There is no sun in the sky, and the wind is endless. Scratch, the world is pitch black.
Opal unexpectedly found that he no longer felt cold. They walked against the wind. Now the temperature is close to minus 60 degrees on the cosmic temperature scale, but only the wind leaking into the cloak made him a little chill.
Lecter must not be afraid of the cold. Opal realized that the last time he moved into the canyon tunnel was to prevent him from freezing in the cave.
Opal's physical strength is much better now than when he was a miner before. He walked for nearly ten hours without feeling tired at all. Compared with him before, it was incredible.
"What are we going to do? Teacher?" Opal asked.
Rickett said: "Don't dig the snow first, come."
The wind and snow were getting smaller, and the two lines of footprints on the snow led to the lofty mountain top. At the top of the mountain, the raging wind and flying snow dissipated, and a red moon in the distance reflected the quiet vast land.
This is the highest mountain in the red rock bed area. Opal stands on the top of the mountain, and his mind is suddenly open.
Rickett sat down cross-legged in the clearing on the mountain, Opal put his hands on the ground, and sat down, Rickett said: "Opal, now I want to teach you something else, whether you can accept it or not depends on your ability. , if not, don't force yourself too hard."
"I'll listen carefully," Opal asked.
"No need, just close your eyes and get rid of the distracting thoughts in your mind," Recht said.
Opal closed his eyes and tried hard to dispel other thoughts, leaving his mind blank. After a long time, a burst of power hummed as if it rushed into his body.
There was a rustling sound, and the waves rose and fell one after another.
Opal floated naked in the air, and Rector disappeared.
What is this place? ! Opal turned around and shouted, "Teacher?"
There is no sun or stars here, just the endless sea below and the indigo sky above.
He was wrapped in a warm luster and fell slowly, and Rickett's voice sounded in the depths of the sea, saying, "This is my world of consciousness."
Opal took a deep breath, and Rickett continued: "The light that surrounds you is your own belief, and now I use my consciousness to swallow your consciousness."
Opal sank to the bottom of the sea, and instantly became nervous. Rickett said: "Use your beliefs, try to fight against me, and carve out a spiritual field of your own."
Opal said, "What shall we do?"
Lecter didn't answer any more. Suddenly, the endless sea set off turbulent waves. Opal took a sip of water in the sea and shouted: "Teacher!"
The huge wave rolled him into the sky, and then fell from a height of tens of meters. Opal coughed loudly, like a dead leaf in the tide, sometimes sinking to the bottom of the sea, and sometimes being lifted into the sky.
"It's your conscious world," Recht said. "Whatever you think, it happens."
Opal said: "I... I will try!"
Immediately, another wave hit him mercilessly into the abyss.
Opal tried his best to resist, imagining blocking the tide with the light around his body, but the huge waves were turbulent, one wave was stronger than the other, and the whirlpool madly rolled up, creating an irresistible suction that would drag him into the deepest seabed.
Opal roared angrily, as if he sensed something at the moment of his head and feet.
It was born from the bottom of the heart, the deepest resistance of the soul, the will that can never be destroyed.
"Ah—" Opal shouted decisively, the white light around him dissipated into countless spots of light, dispersing in the dark sea water, and then gentle spots of light rushed from all directions, illuminating the quiet seabed.
The sea has calmed its anger. I don't know how far it is from the sea. Just on the bottom of the sea, thousands of light spots originating from the spiritual world of Opal radiate out, shaking in this deep darkness. , illuminating the marine area.
"Very good." Rickett's voice sounded.
"I did it?" Opal said.
Rickett walked out of the darkness, who was completely naked, and their hearts were as clean as babies. They stood face to face, and Rickett stretched out his long fingers to touch the light spots floating around Opal.
"Let me see, this is your belief. It's weak, but it's materialized." Rector murmured.
The handsome face had an indescribable charm under the white light, and Opal could see it.
Rector said: "Your spiritual world is presented in the form of stars. Opal, have you always been longing for the night sky?"
Opal said: "Yes."
Laker nodded and said, "Very well, this is an open spiritual world, even wider than my ocean."
Opal asked, "What's the difference?"
Recht said: "Consciousness is motivated by belief, and a person's inner yearning is to construct the original form of the spiritual world."
Opal seemed to understand, nodded, and Recht stretched out a hand, and Opal tried to put his hand in his.
For a moment, the bodies of the two approached on the bottom of the sea, and they were tightly attached to one place.
"Teacher!" said Opal.
"Relax," Recht said. "Leave it to me."
At that moment, Opal seemed to have lost his body in the spiritual world, and seemed to merge with Recht. He felt the deepest trembling and the gentlest resonance. It seemed that every particle that constituted his soul and body scattered, with the Lecter was a nebula that merged with each other, like a newborn baby in his arms.
The sea dissipated, and Rector's thoughts dispersed, like the sea at low tide.
Only Opal was left quietly suspended in a starry sky, and there were ten thousand dazzling stars on the pitch-black sky. The next moment, Recht's voice sounded again: "Now, this is your world."
Rickett suddenly left his consciousness, the vast force was withdrawn, and Opal opened his eyes, gasping for breath in disbelief.
"This is how you behave in the macro world after you acquire the spiritual world. The star knights call it the power of belief. It is one of the four origin powers in the universe."
The two stood face to face, Rector put his hands behind his back, the snow around them rolled up, and the trivial snowflakes moved closer to the air, forming a small snowball. Compressed together to form a transparent ice.
Opal's eyes flashed brightly, as if he was reborn. He stared at the ice cube suspended in Recht's hand. Recht pushed his palm forward gently, and the ice cube flew over so slowly, Opal closed. He opened his eyes, manipulated the ice cubes with consciousness, opened his eyes again, and the ice cubes were suspended in his hands when he turned his palms.
"I understand! Teacher!" Opal was filled with unspeakable joy, and said loudly: "Faith, what can it affect? Can it affect everything?"
Opal's palms were facing each other, and they separated their hands. The ice cubes began to rotate rapidly in the air, and countless pieces of snow were scattered.
Rickett got up and said, "You need to learn to control it. The stronger your belief, the more things you can influence." He didn't even do anything, and the surrounding environment changed significantly.
The snow on the plain below the mountain roared and gathered towards a certain central point, forming a huge icicle that stood upright, reflecting the light of the red moon.
Opal said, "How firm do you have to be to be like you?"
Rickett turned around, looked into his eyes, and smiled slightly: "I don't know, it can't be quantified, but you have to believe in yourself, and your belief will become stronger and stronger."
Opal said: "Teacher, I can't reach it yet, but I want to ask for your help. Can you do one thing for me?"
Rector pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes." He gestured for Opal to go down the mountain.