The operation and interference methods come from the techniques taught to me by the paper-cutting brother. Of course, I have to re-edit them using the logic of 'Fantasy Configuration', do you mind?"

"I don't mind." Zhang Yingying answered very readily.

It was Ronan's turn to roll his eyes: "I'm asking Brother Papercut. I'm waiting for news via private message."

Before he finished speaking, Paper Cut's confirmed reply arrived together with Zhang Yingying's low sweep of her legs.

"So fast... It seems like it's still early morning in Xia City."

"Haha, it's because of you that we've already collapsed. But then again, we are relatively lucky, right?"

Zhang Yingying changed the scene very viciously and gave a short shot of seven Burners on the beach not far away:

Among them, the intense adaptation process represented by the "sand balls" that have become so swollen and uneven that no regular shape can be seen, is in sharp contrast to the casual and natural dialogue here.

Ronan laughed and started the real demonstration and explanation without saying anything else:

"Now, I want to give this material sandbox an initial condition through the blessing of soul power. Regardless of whether the individuals on it are living beings, there must be a basis for mutual induction and interaction. This is also the starting point of 'soul activation'.

The basic principle:

"Full, multi-angle, multi-level intervention."

As he spoke, Ronan looked down, and Zhang Yingying's camera followed closely. He saw a part of the beach area at his feet, whose color suddenly darkened and looked a little moist. At first glance, it looked like a bottle of water had been poured on it.

A second later, this wet sand was boiling!

At this moment, the sand under the lens looks like a pot of corn soup that is not quite the right color at first glance. Due to the density of the sand, it has a very eye-catching viscous feel.

But then, Zhang Yingying gave a close-up view.

People immediately saw that in the details of this pot of thick "soup", every grain of sand they saw was actually relatively dry, with no "soup" sticking together, and even very little contact with each other.

This "pot" sand feels more like iron sand under the action of a magnet. It is magnetized in the magnetic field, attracting and repelling each other.

And when the force exceeds a certain threshold, they push each other and spurt upward, forming a highly tensile "bubble" that quickly collapses and returns to the lower layer, and then starts over again.

Zhang Yingying felt dizzy the more she looked at it, and she couldn't help but ask: "Why is this happening? What are they doing?"
Chapter completed!