Humans are instinctive creatures; they benefit from this, and are also limited by it.
Every action will always have so on.
Take, for example, the rise and fall of the chest when breathing, the tension of muscles when making a fist, the change in expression when harboring malice, the subconscious breath when a blessing is activated, the change in limbs and expressions... Even if one can perceive it, and even with rigorous training to go against nature and suppress it to the lowest point, for An Ning, it's still as obvious as a match struck in the night.
Just like the weight of a workpiece, the process, or even a slight deviation in machining, Ji Jue can tell with just a touch, or even a glance.
And now, the ons have vanished, abruptly.
It was so obvious the first ti, but the second ti, when she was caught in a proud mont and was dealt a ruthless blow, there were no ons to be read at all!
What intrigues her more is how did Ji Jue manage to do it?!
"It's a master's secret."
To this, Ji Jue just smiled, allowing An Ning to be driven crazy with curiosity, refusing to reveal anything, diverting attention instead.
Sorry, but our chanical Descent is just this versatile!
Human instincts certainly reveal signs, but when Ji Jue used himself as the control subject of chanical Descent, all instincts and neural reflexes were brought under chanized and modular control.
Each limb, each organ, and even each muscle can be regarded as individual entities and components.
Drawing a square with the left hand, a circle with the right, stepping with the left foot while the right foot dances is just the basics. On this foundation, he can even operate a dozen or so rcury chanical arms simultaneously for different tasks.
If assisted by Isis, the volu and precision of operations at the sa ti can be further enhanced.
This is simply not a field that An Ning understands.
"Tell , tell , please?"
After the initial rolling and tugging in the co-pilot seat didn't work, she now crawled onto the dashboard, blocking the glass, blinking her eyes pitifully.
"If you don't tell , I won't be able to sleep tonight!"
"Aren't you on night watch tonight?" Ji Jue slamd the accelerator, not caring about the blocked view: "You shouldn't be sleeping anyway!"
"Then I'll sneak and put little mice in your bed!"
"In the freezing wilderness, where would you catch a mouse?"
"Then I'll take your pic..."
An Ning originally wanted to say take your picture, but at the thought that even her phone might betray her, she imdiately dropped it.
"Alright, I'll tell you anyway."
Ji Jue reached out in frustration, moving her aside: "How about we use this downti to exchange our respective statuses?"
"Hmm? You're finally interested?"
An Ning's eyes lit up, she raised her hand excitedly: "An Ning, seventeen years old, female, height 166, weight 51KG, asurents are... mmm mmm mmm."
Who the hell asked you that?!
Luckily Ji Jue was quick enough to cover her mouth.
She didn't even dodge.
Her expression wasn't visible, but he could feel the gentle breath against his palm, those eyes brimming with pride.
"Alright, forget about the na, age, and gender routine." Ji Jue sighed and released his hand: "Can't you talk about things like rank, matrix, blessing types, or areas of expertise?"
It's supposed to be an information exchange among teammates, why does it feel like a matchmaking session!
If he was any slower, she'd probably blurt out her bank PIN, and even if she did, he wouldn't be able to withdraw any money, but she'd still use it to tease him.
His blood pressure was mounting.
"As for the matrix type, it's the 'Claw' among White Deer Fangs, specifically 'Hunter Finger'— [Flying Light]. And of course, the blessings are all from White Deer."
After getting over her pride, An Ning sat cross-legged on the co-pilot seat, unabashedly sharing what should have been secretive information, in a straightforward manner: "Things I'm skilled in are similar to A Ran's, but I think I'm much stronger in every aspect... um, a lot! Although [Sword Sound] was once the orthodox lineage of White Deer Fangs, after the fall of the Gu Family, the 'Blade Teeth' lineage has been lost for many years, relying solely on him and those basics to revive it, it's too difficult."
In the Twelve Superior, in terms of influence on the present world, the most substantial are probably Tian Yuan and the White Deer, and unlike Tian Yuan's rigorous and strict inheritance, the White Deer Path has a welcoming beauty, indifferent to life or death.
The complexity and variety of the internal inheritance need not be further elaborated; the differences in strength resemble heaven and earth, clouds and mud.
Within these, the main constructs within the Desert Market, acclaid as the closest to the essence of the White Deer, are the four lines of scales, horns, claws, and teeth. Not to ntion outsiders, even within the Desert Market, few know about it.
Yet knowing more often ans being more deeply entangled.
But Ji Jue was already intertwined with the White Deer, with the scent of White Deer heavy on him, yet... not a single blessing! Just one look and you can tell he's a habitual free rider. It's likely that other branches of Fangs see such preferential treatnt as granted to a favored son and might be angered to bite their handkerchiefs.
Bro, you seriously haven't gained anything?
"If Brother Ji Jue devoted himself to the White Deer, probably even the fellows from the scales and horns lines wouldn't sit still, right? At that ti, please consider our family first, okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine with my Embers, why join the White Deer?" Ji Jue shoved An Ning, who was trying to inch closer, aside in irritation: "Stop interrupting, keep going."
"Alright then..."
An Ning pouted, continuing: "As for the rank, it's still rather low, currently only the Eighth Rank Rebirth, so, don't have too high expectations from , okay? When facing situations I can't handle, at best, I could just carry you and run away."
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