Chapter 98: beach training

  Chapter 98 Seaside Training

  Terra calendar 767, January 28.

   Stormy day.

  The clouds are like a churning black sea, converging above the coast of Nanling, and the icy sea breeze brings heavy rain quickly. The rainwater floating in the sky is like a shaking curtain in the sky, spreading along the wind and changing its shape.

  Rain washes the coast.

Because of the terrain, the rainwater in the forests along the coast converges into temporary streams and trickles, which merge into the sandy beach. The temperature on rainy days fluctuating around zero degrees makes the most hardworking Terrans prefer to stay at home. In a daze by the brazier.

  But there are two figures training on the deserted beach.

   "You can only hit five out of ten times, and you are still one time away from passing. Come again!"

  In the rain, Hilliard's taupe eyes stared at the blindfolded child in front of him. The white-haired boy had a serious expression, his eyes were covered by a black cloth, and there were many marks of sand impact on his body.

   "Let's get started, teacher." Ian, who could not see anything, faced Hilliard head-on, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and said calmly, "I feel that I have mastered the trick."

  Holding a lump of sand tightly in his hand, the old knight said nothing, then suddenly raised his hand and threw it out.

  The sand group should have dispersed halfway, but a force made it condense...even, it could make it rotate in a non-linear direction and fly towards Ian with a spiral trajectory!

Snapped!

  But Ian seemed to sense something. He waved the wooden stick in his hand, hit the sand ball, and smashed it to pieces.

  Hilliard did not stop, he threw sand **** one after another, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes the sand **** would strike from behind in an arc, and sometimes the sand **** would continue to rotate at a spiral angle just like before.

   And every sand mass is silent, without any warning, and the noisy waves brought by the downpour of rain hitting the reef and the sea surface even more so that all sounds are blocked.

   But Ian kept swinging his stick one after another.

  He can't see or hear, but he can really sense every throw of Hilliard and respond accordingly.

  Although because of the old knight's tricky throwing technique, he couldn't block it every time with a wooden stick, but even if he missed, it was only because the angle was slightly wrong, and it was not unnoticed.

"good!"

  After the throwing was over, Hilliard looked refreshed, and he praised: "Seven out of ten hits, your talent of primordial induction is indeed quite sharp, keep it up!"

"Um."

  Ian also breathed a sigh of relief.

  In the past month, he couldn't catch it even once at the beginning, and gradually reached the point where he could catch most of it.

The sand-throwing training is at the seaside on a rainy day, when the world only has both water and soil. Hilliard throws sand balls, and then Ian, who covers his eyes and is affected by the sound of rain, only senses the presence of sand and sand. Training for intercepting sand **** thrown at you.

  Through this training, Ian can exercise his sense of the earth and his ability to control his body. If this training is successful, then even if Ian loses his vision and hearing, he can still fight with pure "primary induction".

  Of course, Ian can’t use psychic power—it’s too shameless to use psychic power, and it doesn’t have any training effect on himself. What’s more, as long as this sensory ability is trained, it will be good for Ian to control his own psychic sense in the future.

   It sounds difficult.

   But in fact, this is just a relatively simple one of the many trainings that Ian has done in the past month or so.

   "Take a three-minute break, and then we'll start the next workout!"

  Hilliard looked up at the rain clouds and confirmed that the rain would last for a long time, so he nodded with satisfaction: "Control the mud and sand to cover the body and not be washed away by the rain—five minutes is the pass line!"

"Yes!"

   Responding forcefully, after a short rest, Ian began to manipulate the gravel in the surrounding beaches, or in other words, manipulate the 'silicon dioxide' to cover himself.

  Sand armor apprentices' response to soil and gravel is essentially their response to silica, or in other words, the 'silicon element'.

The silica content in the soil is about 60%, and other alumina, calcium oxide, and iron oxide are also important components, plus water, microorganisms, and various organic components. Generally speaking, the control is far less than purity Larger beach gravel is easier.

   Even so, it is difficult to control the grit clinging to the body without being washed away by the rain. This tests Ian's source quality control, endurance and mental concentration.

  It should be noted that even the mud shield of the swamp crocodile can't stop the rain, and it will be taken away.

   It’s just that the amount it controls is too large, the mud is continuously replenished and repaired, and it’s okay to be impacted for a day, so it seems to have no effect.

   But coincidentally, these are Ian's strong suits.

  It is obviously more difficult training than the previous blindfolded hitting sand clusters, but Ian can easily control the sand and gravel from being washed away by the rain, and it is more than enough to maintain a pass in five minutes.

  After Hilliard's test, Ian's extreme concentration time exceeded half an hour, which is beyond the reach of many adult sublimators.

   After all, to change the concept, if Ian has enough source quality and a strong body, he can fight in full strength for more than half an hour without any rest or respite.

   In addition to this, there is swimming.

   Sounds simple enough—isn't swimming easy? As long as it is not difficult to master the skills, how can it be regarded as the training of sublimators?

   But not to mention that the place where Hilliard took Ian to train was on the coast of Harrison Port, where the storms were frequent and the waves were rough.

  If you don’t use source quality, the fate of most sublimators falling into the water will not be much better than that of stones, at most there will be more bubbles.

As a sublimator majoring in soil, Ian's bone density increased greatly after he advanced to the sand armor apprentice, and his spine gradually began to transform into 'crystal bones' - it goes without saying how much more difficult it is for swimming and floating Metaphor.

   It would be better to say that Ian can actually float in the water without sinking because of his extremely superb balance of origin quality.

   After floating in the water for about an hour, Ian felt that he was indeed completely exhausted. After drinking enough sea water and no more strength in his body, Hilliard would pick him up.

  The master and apprentice went to a small camp in the woods to eat some grilled fish and drink some fruit milk.

The fruit pulp is naturally several kinds of sweet and sour berries that are common in Nanling, red, yellow, blue, green, sweet, astringent, sour, and bitter. In terms of food, it is equivalent to adding food, and poison is also a substance, which can also be digested.

  Especially, all the source organs in Ian's body have a certain degree of resistance, absorption, and ability to ignore toxins.

As for the milk, I have to thank the empire for its assistance. Eight of the twelve Bison giant cattle they sent were females, and three of them were pregnant. From this aspect, the aid from the imperial capital this time is really solid. Doesn't take any moisture anymore.

  If Feiyan hadn’t opened up the mountain road and confronted the western part of the empire, shifting the strategic focus of the empire, Harrison Port would have continued to receive assistance at this level, and it would have become a large seaport city in seven or eight years.

  Of course, on paper there are thirty-five giant oxen in the aid caravan, but in fact there are twelve. Everyone knows it.

  After all, there are still 12 remaining in such a long distance from the imperial capital to Port Harrison, which is considered very clean.

Needless to say, the nutritional value of giant cow milk is mixed with fruit pulp, which can supplement a large amount of protein and vitamins and restore physical strength. It was Elder Pude who obtained it for Ian through his own relationship, and Ian shared part of it with Elan. Others are used as nutritional supplements to assist exercise.

   "For more than a month, the exercise has been quite effective."

  In front of the fire in the camp, Hilliard slowly added firewood, and sparks flew around the campfire.

The old knight looked sideways at Ian who was silently eating fish, and seriously commented: "But don't be complacent, training is different from actual combat, not to mention that your training is not perfect-even if I can't accompany you in the future, I will be there every day." Keep exercising and make sure you don’t fall behind.”

  —This sentence is false.

  In fact, Hilliard was secretly shocked by the progress of Ian's training, and even felt, 'This is actually eight years old? ! ’ It’s unbelievable—but it’s true. The old knight was also surprised, but he could only accept it.

   "...well, I will."

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Ian also answered seriously: "But teacher, didn't you say that the next time 'variation' and 'big storm' appear, it will be at least five or six years, and normally it will take seven or eight years? ?”

   "The big storm is just the result. The real cause of the mutation is actually the ruins of the pre-epoch deep in the bottom of the sea... I have been looking for a way to enter it for a while, but I can't find a way."

   Lifting his head, Hilliard stared at the distant sea. After Ian became a sublimator, he no longer concealed some news from Ian.

Staring at the depths of the distant blue sea, the old knight sighed: "Don't talk about it, Ian, Elder Purdue called you over a while ago, besides teaching you some knowledge about sublimators and psychic powers, what else did you say? ?”

  With Ian's current knowledge, the knowledge taught by Elder Purdue is naturally a bit backward and one-sided.

  But for Ian, this is also a process of repeated review, not to mention that Elder Pude is proficient in inscriptions and is also very competent as a teacher.

  In recent days, in order to let Ian learn about ether armament, he equipped Ian with a small carving tool kit, which is quite expensive.

  In Ian’s mind, the elder is also a very good teacher.

   "Teaching normally, but Elder Purdue took me to the elders' hall to meet a few elders."

After drinking the fruit pulp and milk in one gulp, Ian stared at the bonfire and said calmly: "Red, the vice-captain of the guard, Mining the alchemist of the Viscount's mansion, and Elder Badanli-Pud, the captain of the white room fleet, would like to express our gratitude to these white people. The senior introduced me and announced that I was his formally accepted apprentice."

  Obviously, these are the important leaders of the Bai Zhimin in Port Harrison. They are involved in military and business technology, and they are very smart and no one will become an official.

  Different from other parts of the empire, on the frontier of the empire, when Viscount Grant’s cronies alone hold the military, political and financial power of Port Harrison, it doesn’t matter whether someone is an official, as long as he sticks to the interests of the imperial nobleman.

"Oh?"

  Hilliard didn't care how many teachers Ian had. He wished that Ian would learn as much as possible, and the deeper his connections, the better.

  The old knight is mainly interested in interpersonal relationships: "These older white people, seeing you as an 'official disciple' who suddenly stepped in...wouldn't they be dissatisfied?"

  (end of this chapter)