Late at night, Ian was in his room, using breathing and self-suggestion again and again to mobilize the blood flow rhythm in his body and gather the essence.
However, Ian, who was still a little jerky in his breathing method, now appears to be quite skilled and smooth in mobilizing the source of energy.
Every time he took a breath, he was surprised to feel that the internal organs deep inside his body began to follow the rhythm of breathing, and the source matter that had been deposited in it and could not be used flowed out and merged into the blood circulation.
Just like soaking in a hot spring, your body, which was originally aching due to strenuous exercise, quickly recovers and regains its vitality in the warm current.
To be honest, Ian couldn't understand at all why he, who could only be regarded as an accomplished beginner, suddenly became so good at breathing techniques.
But after thinking carefully, he found the reason.
——The answer is ‘use’!
Today is the first time that he officially uses the essence to strengthen his body, and uses the strengthened power to defeat and kill the enemy... For the first time, he extracts the essence stored in the source seed and releases it on his arms.
Strengthen it.
——Essence needs to be used.
Thinking of this, Ian had a glimmer of understanding.
Condensation is only part of the true effect of the source seed. Its real effect is to extract the stored source essence, create sublimation and sublimation organs, strengthen yourself, and upgrade the essence of life!
Condensing the essence and improving yourself - this is a complete practice!
How can it be sublimated without just condensation?
"So that's it. I was still too cautious before. I had a hamster mentality. I didn't want to use the source of energy. This kind of thinking is not advisable."
Opening his eyes, Ian realized something: "The use of selenium to strengthen my body this time is only temporary and has no permanent effect, but my body is more adapted to the selenium - next time if I continue to strengthen
With the power of both arms, the required source mass will be less and the speed will be better."
"And the process of using it is the most thorough exercise from the inside out."
No matter how much the average person exercises, they only use the muscles in part of the body. It requires extremely scientific exercise methods to ensure a balanced body shape.
However, using the essence is a strengthening that goes deep into every cell.
Although the source material will return to its original state after it dissipates, the human body itself will remember this feeling, greatly increasing proficiency.
Nobles and wealthy sublimators can continuously consume source matter and strengthen their body adaptability. In this way, they can seize some opportunities in future practice and battles.
But for ordinary sublimators, the source of essence required to condense sublimation organs is already insufficient and requires extreme planning. Naturally, it is not the same as those nobles who can eat sublimation materials.
This is the importance of finances and resources.
It's just that Ian happens to have a way to quickly obtain various resources.
As long as he gathers the source seeds, he can rely on his precognitive vision to continuously obtain various precious resources. When preparing to condense the source essence of the sublimated organs, he will also have the energy to subtly strengthen his body!
"Now, I just need to wait for Teacher Hilliard to come back and I can gather the source seeds."
When Ian got home today, he made dinner and boiled the concentration potion for tomorrow.
Although most of the seafood he picked up in the afternoon was left behind in the battle, Ian still brought a razor clam and a few large clams with him on his way back to the city, which could also be used to make a pot of soup.
Halfway through the course of treatment, his brother Ellan's eyes became brighter and brighter. It was obvious that the aftereffects of the sleeping powder had improved a lot. He would bab a few times when he saw Ian, and he could even vaguely repeat a few words that Ian said.
If it weren't for the aboriginal attack, life like this would be quite relaxing and comfortable... I don't have to worry about food and clothing, I make progress every day, and I have teachers to teach me about my studies and guide me to know the many secrets of this unknown world. My brother's recovery is also progressing.
It's simply heaven.
But it's a pity.
Port Harrison is a city surrounded by indigenous people.
Closing his eyes, Ian recalled the cries and despair of those attacked by the natives.
He still remembered the blood, tears, dirty clothes, the appearance of bloody wounds, the cry of the child at the city gate, and the blood of a father splashed on his child, melting in the cold water.
Ian is not kind, and he is not very sympathetic. He is really not a good person in the traditional sense - he would even think almost like a bastard. If the imperial people had not come to the indigenous territory, then all this would have been impossible.
will not happen.
But then again, the natives also rode elephant soldiers to occupy territory outside, and they were very arrogant. They were beaten back by the Southern Army at that time.
In short, the strange world of Terra Continent does not allow Ian to have any sense of belonging for the time being. He does not think that he is a member of the Empire or a White People. He is just curious about this person with psychic powers and a path to sublimation.
What secrets are hidden behind this world that has never existed before?
Of course, he would definitely not think that he was an aborigine, and he would never think that cannibalistic blood sacrifice was even remotely legitimate.
"Whatever, I'm not stupid."
Opening his eyes, Ian lowered his eyes. His eyelashes trembled, but his eyes looked indifferent: "At the very least, the natives came first and wanted to kill me, more than once, and these people are indeed very dangerous."
"For my safety, they have to die, that's the answer."
Forty minutes later.
Just when Ian completed the third complete cycle of body essence, Hilliard returned home.
The old knight was holding a box in his hand, and he could tell at a glance that Ian was still awake, with no external injuries on his body, and his mental state was quite high.
"It seems okay."
After returning to the city for a while, he already knew what the natives had done, and he praised Ian seriously: "You did a good job. Although I knew that the natives in general could not be your opponent, your response was better than I imagined."
It’s even better.”
Having said that, the old knight was still quite puzzled: "But why are the Sequoia natives so radical..."
Even Hilliard was unable to predict the behavior of the natives. When he heard the news that Ian had been attacked after returning to the city, he was indeed shocked.
It's one thing to have confidence in your students, it's another to actually worry about them.
Soon, he learned the news of Ian's safe return, and the old knight couldn't help but sigh. He was indeed a child who dared to use the knife on his uncle who bullied him, and he could deal with the natives so neatly.
"The teacher's basic teaching is better."
Ian did not get up from his position. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hilliard coming back: "I'm still thinking about what to do if you don't come back tonight, teacher. It's rare for the source of energy in the body to be so active. It's a waste of time."
What a pity the opportunity."
"Want to gather source seeds now?"
Putting the supplies in his hands on the table, Hilliard squinted his eyes, looked at it for a moment, and then understood.
He praised: "It seems that you have completely grasped the essence of the operation of the source. Condensation and use are a complete practice. Today is indeed the day for you to condense the source."
Noticing Ian's eyes moving 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 looked at it, it smells a bit like the dried meat of mountain cattle. It's not a Warcraft, but the price and effect are not inferior. It's quite rare."
He turned his gaze from the box to Ian, smiled and said, "Did you tell me?"
"Um."
Ian nodded in response: "The elders already know that I have psychic powers."