"I feel like I've got it too!"
"What a coincidence, my brain has learned as well!"
After listening to Teacher Huo's lecture, the viewers in the live stream were also filled with excitement.
Who wouldn't want a paper figure that is tireless and won't betray you?
Moreover, they had clearly seen Teacher Huo's every move just now.
Even without a recording, they had learned it!
...Well, their brains had learned it.
The viewers excitedly picked up their scissors and white paper.
After a moment of fiery enthusiasm, only the boiling remained.
—They, lacked ghost energy.
"I never expected to fail at the very first step!"
"What use are these hands to me?! What use are these props to me?!"
"I want this brain to no longer stop me, I want these hands to never betray me again! I'm going to sleep now!"
"It seems my destiny with paper-making has not yet arrived. We shall meet again in a hundred years!"
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Jiang Lin looked at the comments: "..."
What a spectacle.
These human viewers were truly lively.
It could be seen that their state of mind was also very good.
They could even comfort themselves.
Opening the beginner's set in front of him, it contained only sheets of A4 white paper and a pair of scissors for cutting paper.
The tools were as simple as they could be.
However, Jiang Lin touched the paper,
It was indeed different from the paper they usually saw.
The Northern Hall must have its own method of papermaking.
He followed Huo Shu's method, dividing an A4 sheet into eight parts.
Then he picked up a small piece of paper, calmed his mind, and sent a wisp of ghost energy into the paper to test it.
After that wisp of ghost energy entered, it felt empty inside, as if it had entered some kind of container.
It began to explore within.
When the wisp of ghost energy completed a circuit, Jiang Lin suddenly sensed something unusual.
In the next second, the square piece of paper exploded with a 'bang'.
Paper scraps fell to the ground, then disappeared.
"?"
Jiang Lin was sure he hadn't been distracted just now.
Where had he gone wrong?
He picked up another small piece of paper to examine it, his perception also extending into it.
The internal container of this paper seemed to be a slightly smaller rectangle, with the four corners protruding slightly.
If it were ordinary paper, he could operate it freely.
But clearly, the paper provided by the Northern Hall was special.
Jiang Lin reviewed his operations just now.
That wisp of ghost energy only ran around once inside...
Was it too fast? Too slow?
Or was the ghost energy not uniform enough?
Jiang Lin replayed Teacher Huo's actions in his mind, and another wisp of ghost energy appeared in his hand.
The ghost energy drilled into the paper and then exploded instantly, quickly filling the entire container.
—It didn't explode!
Jiang Lin opened his eyes. No trace of ghost energy could be seen outside the paper.
All the ghost energy had integrated into the interior.
He placed the paper on the table and tried to make the square piece of paper lift a corner.
Then he lifted the other three corners.
It flipped over and stood up from the table.
It spun in the air and did two somersaults.
The movements became more and more fluid.
...
"Huh? How did you do that?"
A ghost across the aisle from Jiang Lin happened to look over and saw Jiang Lin controlling the paper to spin and jump.
Then the second piece of paper, the third piece of paper...
Finally, all seven small pieces of paper began to move.
In unison, to the left, to the right.
Moving things, throwing things.
In his surprise, he blurted out.
He had already ruined two sheets of A4 paper himself.
Jiang Lin looked up and did not hide anything, explaining the experiment he had just conducted.
"According to the steps taught by Teacher Huo... and then, the moment the ghost energy enters, quickly and evenly fill the inside of the paper."
Fellow ghost students...
It was quite a novel experience.
The last time he had such an experience was hundreds of years ago during his probation as a ghost messenger, when the underworld arranged unified learning.
Next door,
The ghost student nodded as if he understood after listening, "Oh, oh, so that's how it is. I'll try!"
He seemed to understand!
He took out another small piece of paper, then injected ghost energy...
Bang!
It exploded.
The ghost student blinked, looked at the shredded paper in front of him, then at the lively paper figures on Jiang Lin's side.
"Um, big shot..."
His hands still haven't learned.
Jiang Lin: "Hmm? You were saying."
The ghost student cleared his throat, "Cough, cough, cough, how can I quickly and evenly fill the internal space of the paper with that wisp of ghost energy?"
"How can I know how big the internal space of the paper is?"
Depending on the size and shape of each paper after cutting, the internal space will also vary.
"How can I ensure that when I fill it, I can brake in time and not overflow and explode?"
When the ghost student spoke, he raised several questions at once.
"..."
Jiang Lin listened, but did not rush to reply.
Instead, he appeared to be thinking.
How big is the internal space of the paper?
—He used his perception.
How to quickly and evenly fill the inside of the paper without overflowing?
—It only requires precise control and controllable explosive power.
It was only then that Jiang Lin realized the advantage he had in learning paper-making.
First, he possessed the vast ghost energy and perceptual abilities of a Ghost King realm.
Second, when he was in the Southern Hall before, he had learned to precisely control and utilize his own strength.
Let alone filling the inside of the paper instantly, he could even draw out dozens of wisps of ghost energy on the spot and weave them into a net, completing it in an instant.
Therefore, in learning paper-making, he was not without a foundation.
In his past cultivation years, he had already laid the groundwork for himself.
There were no useless skills learned, nor completely irrelevant abilities.
They were just waiting for the right moment to be discovered and used.
Having figured this out, Jiang Lin pondered the questions of the student next door again.
After thinking for a moment, he said:
"You can try another method. After the ghost energy enters, don't rush. Slowly spread it out, diffusing it evenly."
"Don't rush, slowly spread it out..."
The student next door thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, revealing a look of understanding:
"Oh, I get it! It's like spreading out a pancake, right!?"
"Thank you, big shot, I'll start trying now! It will definitely work!"
He turned to get paper, injected ghost energy...
Bang!
"Again! Big shot, I definitely won't let your guidance down!"
Bang!
Again!
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In the aisle,
Walking and occasionally guiding students, Huo Shu: "..."
"Definitely won't let the big shot's guidance down?"
I've guided you so many times, why haven't you ever said such a thing?
Why haven't you been so persistent, trying repeatedly and failing, yet becoming braver with each attempt?
Do the big shot's words make such a difference?
Huo Shu's brow furrowed subconsciously, and his gaze swept towards Jiang Lin's location.
He saw that the seven paper figures in front of Jiang Lin were bouncing, having already mastered the first step of the first lesson.
And they were attempting to enter the second step.
His comprehension is indeed good.
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