"Gah? I, I'm angry! I'm angry!"

I heard that this test requires you to be angry. Ma Mian was immediately confused and shouted quickly.

Damn, if you don't feel angry, you still have to hit a few more bricks. How aggrieved is this?

"Are you really angry? Don't lie to me, this academic research is quite rigorous!"

Yan Congliang was a little doubtful. The devil Baba still didn't respond. Could it be that points are not anger points?

"I'm really angry. I don't dare to lie to the young master."

Ma Mian cried and said, he pulled a face and felt very resentful in his heart. His horse face was already long, but now it is even longer.

Damn, is this really academic research? What kind of academic research is a sneak attack? It’s not rigorous at all, okay?

Yan Congliang has some ideas, what the hell is this crap, there is not much time left, he doesn’t even know what points are, how can he get points?

"Forget it, go ahead and write an article about your feelings, a thousand words."

Yan Congliang thought for a while and said.

Let Ma Mian go out and write down his feelings and experiences, and he must find some clues from them.

"Well."

Ma Mian is as aggrieved as Niu Tou. He has to write down his feelings after being criticized. It is really bullying.

When Niu Tou was scolded, he heard the scolding with his ears, so he wrote about his after-effects. Then what did he call the beating? Being hit usually involves physical contact, which is called after-touch?

"Niutou, give me a piece of paper, I want to write about the after-touch."

Ma Mian covered his head and said a little aggrieved.

"What is aftertouch?"

Niu Tou looked confused.

"It was about being beaten by the young master. There was physical contact and you had to write down your feelings, so it's called aftertouch."

Ma Mian immediately explained.

"Well!"

Niu Tou was originally very dark, and now he is even darker, with black lines all over his face, but...

"I feel much more balanced now."

Niu Tou breathed a sigh of relief, feeling less aggrieved. He wanted to write about his after-effects, so didn’t Ma Mian also need to write about his after-effects?

Even though it sounds weird, it's the same.

Yan Congliang...

"Devil Baba, you momapi!"

He studied the devil Baba thoroughly and found no other clues. It felt like he had found a treasure chest but lost the key.

This demon Baba is completely useless!

"Is it the aura value? This point-based gameplay is too old-fashioned, shouldn't it?

Or should I sing Balala Little Demon Fairy? The cover of this thing does look like a magic book."

Yan Congliang made some more guesses.

"Forget it, let's try it."

"Balala energy - salad hey, black and black - little devil fairy - devil baba? devil mother?"

However……

It’s of no use!

Damn it, what a fucking pit, giving me this crappy book would be better than giving me an Alibaba plug-in!

"Ma Mian, come in."

Yan Congliang decided to try the spiritual energy method, so he called Ma Mian in again.

Ma Mian was a little reluctant, but he wasn’t going to be a scientific research rat again, was he? He also had to write down his feelings.

"Master, is there anything else?"

Ma Mian asked weakly, he was completely afraid of his young master.

"Ahem, do you have any spiritual stones on you? Give me one."

Yan Congliang was also a little embarrassed.

He knew that he had gone too far, which frightened the little followers, but this time he really wasn't using them as guinea pigs.

"What? Spiritual stones? Yes, yes!"

Hearing that he just wanted a spiritual stone, Ma was stunned, then breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took out a spiritual stone from his arms and handed it to Yan Congliang.

"Xiao Ma, I've made you feel wronged. Please be more honest. Those who do scientific research and experiments will have to suffer some injustice!"

Yan Congliang knew that he had gone too far before. After taking the spirit stone, he patted Ma Mian's shoulder and gave him some comfort. He couldn't let the little followers feel cold.

Devil Baba: Points +10!

"What's going on? Did you get points? How did you get them?"

Yan Congliang's eyes suddenly froze, and he found that the points value popped up on the first page of Devil Baba.

This is definitely not due to the spirit stone. The points only appeared after I patted Ma Mian on the shoulder.

"Is the way to get points just a tap on the shoulder? No, I also tapped the bull-headed one before, but there was no response."

"Does it only work for people who like horses? Damn, this is speciesism!"

At this point, Yan Congliang felt that it was unlikely. There must be some details that he had not discovered.

"Wow! Master, what did you do to my silver armor? Why did it suddenly become scrapped?"

At this moment, Ma Mian suddenly shouted with a sad look on his face.

This is his life-saving magic weapon. He spent a lot of money to get this armor, but it was inexplicably scrapped after being patted on the shoulder by his young master.

Ma Mian felt even more aggrieved!

It's simply too much. First, he sneak-attacked me on the forehead and asked me how I felt. Now, he destroyed his precious armor.

"Treasure armor? Magic weapon! By the way, the horse face is wearing a magic weapon, while the bull head is just wearing ordinary clothes. That's the difference!"

Yan Congliang suddenly realized it and found the breakthrough point of the problem.

"When the time comes, I will choose a better armor for you. Come and tell me what is the main reason why your armor is scrapped?"

Yan Congliang asked anxiously.

If we can find out why the magic weapon was scrapped, we should be able to figure out what kind of points the demon Baba needs.

When the time comes, Monkey King, hehe...

You must be exhausted to death!

You doubt your life and want to marry me a female monkey and then become my father-in-law? There is no way!

"Ah? Master, you won't want to write about your feelings again, right? This time it's... the aftermath?"

Ma Mian looked aggrieved, and he hadn't even finished writing about his after-effects. Otherwise, he would have ruined my magic weapon and asked me to write about my feelings.

"Well, no need this time, I just want to know the reason why this precious armor was destroyed!"

Yan Congliang had a dark look on his face.

Is it so aggrieved to write about your feelings?

"It's spirituality. The spirituality of my armor is completely gone. Spirituality is the foundation of magic weapons.

If there is no spirituality, the monk's magic power cannot be contained, and naturally it cannot be driven, just like a person without a soul."

Ma Mian observed it carefully and finally answered.

"Is the way to gain points from Demon Baba rely on absorbing spirituality?"

Yan Congliang was thoughtful, and he opened his palm, which was the devil totem printed by the devil Baba on the second page.

This so-called spirituality is absorbed through this totem, yes! It’s the devil’s little hand!

Yan Congliang suddenly realized that Devil Baba had written about Devil's Little Hands on the second page, and he had forgotten this key point.

The devil's little hand should be a small innate magical power, specially prepared for himself to absorb the spirituality of all things and gain points!

"Ma Mian, how do you think I should treat you?"

At this time Yan Congliang suddenly asked.

"Ah? This..."

Ma Mian was a little hard to answer. It was really bad. I was bullied by you a lot. Just now you knocked on my bricks and destroyed my armor.

But this horse face can't really be said.
To be continued...