In the name of the true god

"Woof woof woof." Allen climbed up to Jude as if to greet him.

Jude's mouth was slightly open, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't make a "woof" out no matter what he did.

No...

It really won't work...

This is even more shameful than defecating in the street...

Jude wanted to stop the experiment and try it himself when he was in a completely private space.

But Allen was too engrossed.

He carefully moved closer to Jude, sniffed him, stuck out his tongue and breathed on him, then crawled to the side, bent over, and stretched out his body.

do not care!

Fight!

Seeing that Allen showed no embarrassment, Jude steeled himself and whispered, "Woof..."

Allen turned his head and responded with two barks: "Woof woof."

"Pfft." Jude simply couldn't accept Allen's stark contrast; all his mental preparation crumbled completely. "No... this is too weird..."

Allen sighed and sat down cross-legged: "It's normal to feel embarrassed the first time you try something, but you have to overcome it."

"Phew..." Jude stood up, feeling his cheeks burning. "Do I have to do this imitation every time I use the similarity law?"

"Once you're proficient, you can acquire the characteristics of the target simply by performing the corresponding actions," Allen said. "For example, mentally imagine yourself as a dog, and physically just sniff it; your sense of smell will immediately be significantly enhanced."

Jude smiled wryly and said, "Can I just start sniffing?"

"It's unlikely to succeed because you haven't formally and completely imitated a dog yet," Allen said seriously.

Jude closed his eyes and tried to empathize.

I am a dog...

I am a dog...

I am a dog...

After he had finished reciting it, he raised his arm and sniffed the scent on his sleeve.

Ok……

It doesn't taste like much.

The sense of smell did not change.

"Indeed..." Jude agreed wholeheartedly, "It's too difficult to achieve success overnight."

"If you feel embarrassed to do this in front of me, then practice on your own in private. Anyway, that's how it goes, so don't be resistant. Otherwise, if you're filled with embarrassment and shame, you'll never make any progress in your life." As someone who's been through it all, Allen completely understood Jude's feelings at that moment.

"I'll practice more on my own, and if I really don't make any progress, I'll ask you for help," Jude agreed.

Allen stood up as well: "If all else fails, you can get a dog. As resonance mages, we need to observe our surroundings closely to be able to mimic with ease."

That's one way to do it.

Like the pig farm owners in North Cape Town.

Observing and understanding the target more deeply is the foundation for a Resonance Warlock to fully utilize their abilities.

If one is too arrogant and thinks that one can easily replicate something based on some simple impressions, at best there will be no progress, and at worst one will lose control and irreversibly become the target of imitation.

Jude hummed in agreement: "I'll find some time to buy one."

Allen sat back on the sofa and smiled, "Hehe, take your time. You can't be shy, but you also can't be impatient."

Jude nodded.

We can only take it one step at a time.

The law of similarity and the law of contact are completely different approaches.

While it may seem that one can easily use the Law of Contact to extract a lot of information, improving one's mental strength also requires a long time.

Strictly speaking, it's really hard to tell which one is more difficult.

"Gurgle."

Jude finished the water in his glass and couldn't help but glance at the curtains.

Fortunately.

I pulled it very tightly.

We must continue to maintain this approach in the future.

Otherwise, if outsiders see you lying at home imitating a dog, even if they don't suspect you of being a heretic, they will definitely treat you as a pervert.

No wonder Resonance Warlocks are considered heretics...

This isn't entirely unreasonable...

Jude couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Besides dogs, you can also mimic cats. A cat's agility and night vision are things that first-tier resonance mages use most often," Allen added, sharing his insights.

"Then I'll buy a cat when I buy a dog." Jude unconsciously imagined himself squatting on the sofa, meowing like a cat.

It doesn't seem that respectable.

Forget it.

Forget about things that are undignified.

Today's experience with Alan has greatly broadened my sense of shame as a human being...

From now on, we'll continue to delve deeper into the law of similarity; all notions of face or integrity will have to be completely discarded...

After all that fuss, less than half an hour had passed.

But the atmosphere had inevitably fallen into an awkward and strange state.

Allen glanced at the time: "That's all for today, I'm leaving now."

"Ah...okay..." Jude wished Allen would disappear immediately.

"Just remember to practice more, and you'll get used to it." As they walked to the door, Allen didn't forget to give Jude a pep talk, "I think you're quite talented."

Is this considered a compliment...?

Jude forced an awkward smile: "I'll try my best."

"Bang!"

The door closed.

Hearing the footsteps fading away outside, Jude turned back to the washroom, splashed water on his face, and then practiced sticking out his tongue in front of the mirror.

pity.

He gave up after only a couple of tries because he couldn't bear to look at himself.

Should I buy a copy of "An Actor Prepares"? It might be helpful...

I wonder if there are books like this in another world...

It was late at night.

Inside the neglected apartment at 27 Hearthstone Street.

Jude crawled awkwardly on the ground, trying hard to imitate a dog's crawling and barking, sniffing the clothes and the sofa.

At night, he even had a nightmare in which he dreamed that he had really turned into a dog and was running around happily in a field.

Later, I felt the urge to urinate and was about to lift my leg to urinate next to a tree when I suddenly woke up...

The next day.

October 17, 448 AD (Wednesday) in the Christian calendar.

Connor drove to the Hearthstone Street apartment building as usual and took Jude to the Royal Capital Heavy Prison.

On the way, seeing Jude's vacant gaze and poor mental state, Connor asked worriedly, "Are you sure you haven't picked up any bad habits?"

How many times is this?

Jude turned his head: "Brother, do I really look like I've picked up some bad habit?"

"Hmm... a little," Connor said bluntly. "It's mainly because I feel like you didn't get enough rest last night. But you probably didn't go out. What could you possibly do alone in the house?"

"I'm probably just bored," Jude said casually. "I'd like to get a dog and a cat. What do you think?"

"Raise dogs or cats?" Connor raised an eyebrow. "I never saw you show any interest in animals when you were a kid."

"I just think it would be better to have a few pets at home. Don't worry, I will keep the house clean."

"Sure." Connor thought for a moment. Owning a dog or cat was definitely better than actually developing a bad habit. "Do you have any preferences regarding breed?"

Jude pondered for a moment, "...I haven't decided yet. How about we go to a pet store and pick one out?"

Connor agreed: "I'll take you there after get off work tonight."