Chapter 59: activated source
Chapter 59 Activated Essence
Late at night, in his room, Ian used breathing and self-suggestion again and again to mobilize the blood flow rhythm in his body and gather the essence.
It's just that Ian, whose breathing method was a little jerky, now seems to be quite proficient and smooth in mobilizing the source quality.
Every time he took a breath, he could sense in surprise that the internal organs deep inside his body began to conform to the rhythm of breathing, flowing out the original unusable source quality deposited in it, and pouring it into the blood circulation.
It's like soaking in a hot spring. The body that was a little sore from strenuous exercise quickly recovers and rejuvenates in the warm current.
To be honest, Ian couldn't understand at all why the breath method can only be regarded as a beginner, but suddenly became so handy.
But after careful consideration, he found the reason.
—The answer is 'use'!
Today is the first time he officially uses the source quality to strengthen his body, defeats and kills the enemy with the strengthened power... For the first time, he extracts the source quality stored in the source seed, releases it on his arms, and puts its strengthening.
—source quality, which needs to be used.
Thinking of this, Ian had a glimmer of understanding.
Agglomeration is only part of the real effect of the source seed. Its real effect is to extract the stored source quality, create sublimation organs, strengthen oneself, and enhance the essence of life!
Concentrating the source quality and improving oneself - this is a complete practice!
How can it be sublimated if it is only condensed but not used?
"I see. I was too cautious before. I had a hamster mentality. I don't want to use the source quality. This kind of thinking is not advisable."
Opening his eyes, Ian realized something: "The use of source quality to strengthen my body this time is only temporary and has no permanent effect, but my body is more adaptable to source quality—if I continue to strengthen my body next time arm strength, less source mass is required and the speed is better."
"The process of using it is the most thorough exercise from the inside out."
No matter how ordinary people exercise, they only use the muscles of a part of the body. It requires extremely scientific exercise methods to ensure a uniform posture.
But the use of source quality is the strengthening of every cell.
Although the source quality will return to its original state after dissipating, the human body itself will remember this feeling, greatly increasing proficiency.
Nobles and wealthy sublimators can continuously consume source quality and strengthen their physical adaptability. In this way, they can seize some opportunities in future practice and battles.
But for ordinary sublimators, the source quality needed to condense sublimation organs is already stretched enough, requiring extreme planning, which is naturally different from those nobles who can eat sublimation materials as food.
This is the importance of financial power and resources.
It's just that Ian just happens to have a way to quickly obtain various resources.
As long as he condenses the source seed well, he can rely on his own vision to continuously obtain various rare resources. When preparing to condense the source quality of the sublimated organs, he also has the power to subtly strengthen his body!
"Now, I just need to wait for Teacher Hilliard to come back, and I can gather the source seeds."
After Ian got home today, he made dinner and cooked the potion for tomorrow.
Although most of the seafood picked up in the afternoon was lost in the battle, Ian still brought a razor clam and a few large clams on the way back to the city, which can also cook a pot of soup.
Halfway through the course of treatment, younger brother Elan's eyes became brighter and brighter. Obviously, the sequelae of the sleeping powder have improved a lot. He would babble a few times when he saw Ian, and he could even vaguely repeat a few words Ian said.
If it wasn’t for the aborigines’ attack, this kind of life would be quite relaxed and comfortable… I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, I make progress every day, and the teacher teaches me my studies and guides me to know the many secrets of this unknown world, and my brother’s recovery progress is also progressing.
It was heaven.
But alas.
Port Harrison is a city surrounded by indigenous people.
Closing his eyes, Ian recalled the crying and despair of those attacked by the aborigines,
He still remembers the blood, tears and dirty clothes, the appearance of **** wounds, the cry of the child at the gate of the city, and the blood of a father splashed on his child and melting in the icy water.
Ian is not kind, nor is he sympathetic. He is really not a good person in the traditional sense—he even thinks that if the imperial people did not come to the aboriginal territory, all of this would be nothing will happen.
But then again, the aborigines also rode elephant soldiers to occupy territory outside, and they were very arrogant, but they were beaten back by the Southern Army at that time.
In short, the strange world of Terra Continent does not give Ian any sense of substitution for the time being. He doesn't think he is an imperial person, or a white citizen. What secrets are hidden behind this world of things that have never existed before?
Of course, he would definitely not feel that he was an aboriginal, and he would never feel that cannibalism was justified in the slightest.
"Whatever, I'm not stupid."
Opening his eyes, Ian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, but his eyes looked indifferent: "At least, the natives came here first to try to kill me more than once, and this group of people is indeed very dangerous."
"For my safety, they have to die, that's the answer."
Forty minutes later.
Just when Ian completed his third complete cycle of source matter in the body, Hilliard returned home.
The old knight was carrying a box in his hand, and he could tell at a glance that Ian was still awake, without any trauma on his body, and was in a good state of mind.
"It seems to be fine."
After returning to the city for a while, he already knew what the aborigines were doing, and praised Ian seriously: "You did a good job, although I knew that ordinary aborigines could not be your opponent, but your response is better than I imagined. Even better."
Having said that, the old knight is still quite puzzled: "But why are the Sequoia natives so radical..."
Even Hilliard couldn't predict the behavior of the natives. When he heard the news that Ian was attacked after returning to the city, he was indeed shocked.
It's one thing to feel confident about your students, quite another to actually worry.
Soon, he learned the news of Ian's safe return, and the old knight couldn't help feeling that he was indeed a child who dared to take a knife against his uncle who bullied him, and he dealt with the natives so neatly.
"It's better for the teacher to teach the basics."
Ian didn't get up from his seat. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hilliard come back: "I'm still thinking, teacher, what will you do if you don't come back tonight? What a pity the opportunity."
"Want to condense the source seeds now?"
Placing the materials in his hand on the table, Hilliard narrowed his eyes, looked at it for a moment, and then understood.
He praised: "It seems that you have fully grasped the essence of the operation of the source. Concentration and use are a complete practice. Today is indeed the day for you to gather the source."
Noticing that Ian's eyes moved to the box on the table, the old knight explained: "I met the elder guard on the road and said it was a resource for you."
"Although I haven't seen it, it smells a bit like jerky from a mountain ox. It's not a monster, but the price and effect are not inferior. It's quite rare."
He turned his eyes from the box to Ian, smiled and said, "Did you say it?"
"Um."
Ian nodded in response: "The elder already knows that I have spiritual powers."
(end of this chapter)
