Chapter 81: I Need a Dose of Dog Food to Soothe Myself

First came the teleportation. The Mime Doll stood in place, focused slightly, her entire body blurring for an instant; the next moment, she appeared several meters away on the training field.

Li Rongjie tilted her head, glanced at Tang Yi, and confirmed professionally, “Is that sufficient?”

“Wait a moment,” Tang Yi replied. He rummaged through his backpack, found the skill book he'd bought at the bookstore last time, opened it, and asked Ralts, “Did you understand what happened just now?”

Ralts furrowed her brow and shook her head. “It was too fast—I didn’t quite get it.”

“That’s alright.” Tang Yi affectionately patted Ralts’ tiny hand.

Butterfree had told him that teaching Ralts to control her psychic power was only the beginning—it merely helped her run faster. To truly master a skill, it would take effort and determination from both him and Ralts.

“Could you teleport again?” Tang Yi requested. “This time, could you do it more slowly, so we can see it better?”

“No problem.” Li Rongjie agreed immediately. Today’s sparring session was a bit unusual, but the customer is always right.

Just as the Mime Doll was about to teleport again, Tang Yi suddenly called out, “Wait!”

“Hm? What’s wrong?” asked the Mime Doll.

“No, just hold still. I want Ralts to study your actions.” Tang Yi instructed.

Strange requests, the Mime Doll muttered to herself, but complied—it wasn’t much trouble.

Ralts pursed her lips, watching intently. Tang Yi opened the skill book and discussed it with the young girl, “The book says, before using teleportation, you need to lock onto and pinpoint your destination with psychic energy. That’s probably what she was doing just now.”

“Yes, that seems right.”

“Do you think you can do it?”

“I’m not sure, but Butterfree said my psychic power should be enough—so I think it’s possible?”

After whispering together for a while, Tang Yi nodded toward the Mime Doll. “Go ahead. Remember to move slowly.”

“I’ll try my best.” The Mime Doll twitched her lips.

The girl took a deep breath, concentrated, and psychic energy began brewing rapidly.

“Stop!” Tang Yi called out again.

The Mime Doll halted so suddenly she nearly stumbled, feeling a bit speechless.

Tang Yi and Ralts huddled over the skill book, murmuring, “This step matches the passage here—extrasensory perception, linking two locations, using psychic senses.”

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In this way, half an hour passed in a blur, and the sparring time was nearly over.

Watching the two of them muttering and fussing, Li Rongjie finally couldn’t help but remind them, “Are you two trying to learn teleportation here?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Li Rongjie smiled politely, “I’m afraid it’s not that easy. Learning a skill can’t be accomplished just by watching it a few times. Honestly, I’d suggest you sign up for a class and let a professional coach guide you.”

She was only a sparring partner—she didn’t want to mislead them.

Tang Yi nodded absently, his attention still focused on Ralts. “How do you feel? Do you sense anything now? Shall we try it once?”

The two of them compared notes from the skill book, observed the Mime Doll’s movements, dissected the steps, and finally seemed to have a vague idea.

“Alright,” Ralts agreed, though a bit hesitant.

“It’s fine. Failure is the mother of success—don’t be afraid.” Tang Yi knew it was unlikely to succeed on the first try.

He asked the others to stand back, so they wouldn’t block the teleportation’s path.

Li Rongjie and the Mime Doll exchanged glances, resigned but amused. They kept silent.

Learning a skill is never easy. Teleportation appears simple, but it involves complex processes—perception, locking on, frequency shifting—a whole series of psychic controls are needed to complete it.

Li Rongjie looked at her Mime Doll with pride and affection. She recalled how her Mime Doll had mastered teleportation in just three months—a respectable achievement.

After all, youth is fearless.

Li Rongjie didn’t mind. She’d already given her advice; if they didn’t listen, there was nothing more she could do.

Ralts steeled herself mentally. Her green hair was swept aside. Though teleportation didn’t rely on vision, for her first attempt, Ralts dared not abandon it completely.

She inhaled, tightened her core, focused, eyes locked ahead, her psychic power extending. Seconds later, Ralts’ body vanished in a flash, reappearing two meters away.

However, her toes weren’t touching the ground—they hovered a few centimeters above it. After teleporting, she staggered, nearly falling.

Tang Yi, who hadn’t taken his eyes off her, reacted instantly, sprinting like a hundred-meter dash to catch Ralts in his arms.

Ralts, off balance and frightened, had already closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she found her little head resting in someone’s arm.

“Are you alright? You scared me just now.”

“Hey, how did you know I was about to fall?”

“Because my gaze never leaves you.”

Their eyes met. Ralts couldn’t bear the intensity, and glanced aside. It was her first time lying in her trainer’s embrace.

Truth be told, it was rather comfortable.

Not far away, Li Rongjie and the Mime Doll watched blankly.

Suddenly, Li Rongjie felt bored. Were these two here just to show off their affection? She felt like she could use some “dog food” to ease her heart.

Perhaps sensing the gaze of two onlookers, Ralts quickly blushed and struggled free from Tang Yi’s embrace.

Hmph!

If she didn’t get up herself, he probably wouldn’t let go!

“Sorry, let’s continue,” Tang Yi said to Li Rongjie.

“Ah, could you wait a moment?” Li Rongjie suddenly interjected.

“Sure,” Tang Yi agreed, thinking they might be tired.

Li Rongjie jogged to the edge of the field and returned with a box of cookies. She tore open the package and handed a few to the Mime Doll, who accepted them.

There was no “dog food,” but cookies would suffice. Crunching the cold cookies, Li Rongjie and her partner needed a break.

Tang Yi didn’t mind, and continued practicing with Ralts.

Ralts’ successful first teleportation was a pleasant surprise, but strictly speaking, according to the detailed instructions in the skill book, it wasn’t perfect.

For example, the preparation time before teleporting was a bit long, and the direction wasn’t controlled well—her toes were off the ground, and she nearly fell.

In short, after learning the skill, the next step was to truly master it through practice.

The first hour of sparring quickly passed. Tang Yi found this learning method quite effective and decided to purchase another hour, planning to learn Hypnosis as well.