"That's easy!"
As he spoke, Li Qiuzhi launched a mild psychic attack on the squeaking white mouse.
There was no visible change, but the white mouse held by the translucent tentacle suddenly went limp with a squeak.
This time, Li Qiuzhi had not used his Psychic Tentacles to launch the psychic attack.
At level eighty, having completed his sixth ascension, his Psychic Power had become strong enough to project without the aid of his Psychic Tentacles, so he had given it a little test.
Invisible and intangible-it really was useful.
Of course, its power fell short of his Psychic Tentacles. As his strength increased,
he could now summon his translucent Psychic Tentacles anywhere within a ten-kilometer radius, and their maximum force had reached five tons. Whether used for physical or psychic attacks,
ordinary people or monsters could not withstand them.
With such a long attack range, he felt as though his bow and arrows could retire.
"All right, next, use a sterilized scalpel to make a two-millimeter incision in its forelimb."
Sucrose poured the blue-green liquid from the glass flask into a smaller glass vessel, naturally directing Li Qiuzhi to assist her as she worked.
Once she got into her work, Sucrose really was brisk and decisive.
Li Qiuzhi did as she instructed.
He did not pick up the scalpel with his hands. After all, he had some basic medical knowledge and knew that bacteria on his hands might contaminate it.
But using his Psychic Tentacles would avoid that problem.
With that thought, Li Qiuzhi summoned a small translucent tentacle and wrapped it around the silver-white scalpel resting in a glass dish filled with disinfectant.
One thing worth mentioning was that
Teyvat's disinfectant had no pungent smell. Instead, it had a faint fruity fragrance.
He wondered whether these disinfectants were