Neither the victory nor the meditation method hindered Isaac from moving overnight.
After all, after the great victory, Altana and the hobgoblins commanded the army to continue to hunt down the ferocious apes, and at the same time they were expanding their territory. At least in the entire western jungle, there should be no monsters that can stop them. With or without him
, it doesn’t matter much.
And meditation...
This must be the problem of old Haydn. For example, the explanation is not very thorough, for example, there is no step-by-step guide to "actively" lead him to find the state...
Anyway, Isaac never thought that his intelligence was empty.
The first time he meditated, he did not find the state or enter the deep level mentioned by Haydn.
However, he was not in a hurry. As a scientific researcher, he had seen many things that were difficult to produce results within a few years. It took him almost three years just to discover the magic hormone and build the engineering department.
Meditating once is not enough, just adjust your mentality and come back at any time.
While Sister Long was busy outside, Isaac first set up a temporary settlement on the island during the day. At night, under the cover of darkness, he moved all the "carriers" and the baby dragon flies to the island overnight.
Supplement the "nutrient solution" to the "carriers", inject "growth hormone" into the baby dragonflies, and finally, after a series of purification and purification, stretch out the scales and give yourself a beautiful injection.
"Set a small goal and meditate tomorrow!"
It was already dark, and the young dragon, who had been busy all day, lay down outside the cave and slowly closed his eyes.
However, he was sleeping peacefully here, but he didn't know that Youlong was already thinking about whether he wanted to find some excuse, or simply, he just didn't like it and wanted to beat him several times.
"Gary, determine the dividing line with the south and north as soon as possible, and then send someone to explore the situation on the east."
"Carry out a comprehensive investigation of the territory to see which ones can become members of the empire, which ones must be removed, where there are minerals, and where they are suitable for planting..."
"There are also those wine ponds. Let's see if there is any way to deal with them through the bandit wasteland."
"The pursuit of the ferocious ape will continue."
"You will have to work harder during this period."
The more Altana spoke, the more furious she became.
She was injured all over her body and endured the pain of several broken bones. She was fighting and killing, and she had to worry about the affairs of the empire, but that guy was hiding somewhere to laze around.
If it weren't for the huge contribution of his dragon flies and the huge casualties, and if it weren't for the ape king having some shining treasures that could make her not want to move too much for the time being, she might have lost her patience now!
The hobgoblins wrote down everything and quickly left.
Altana finally stopped holding back and knelt down. Gritting her teeth, she tried to forcibly adjust the positions of the broken bones as much as possible. After thinking about it, she used some of the Ape King's big gems as cushions and spread them comfortably.
Underneath.
She also slowly closed her eyes and soon made some humming noises.
The magic power of a true dragon is constantly generated from the heart, and flows through the blood vessels throughout the body.
It's hard to see with the naked eye, but it's happening, and these fractures are slowly closing.
…
In the early morning, a ray of sunlight penetrated the shade of the trees, which was not lush, and fell on Isaac's eyelids.
Sensitive to light, his eyelids twitched involuntarily, he yawned loudly, and soon woke up.
The dragon is always full of energy.
Even though he was busy all day yesterday and didn't fall asleep until late at night, now a few hours later, Isaac felt that he had completely recovered.
But instead of getting up, he closed his eyelids again and blocked the light with his dragon wings.
"peaceful!"
"Mote dust!"
"Listen!"
"call……"
After a moment, with a long breath, Isaac reluctantly put away the dragon wings.
It's just that the green dragon's perception is too sharp. He tried to meditate, but the sound of dragon flies "moving" in the temporary settlement came to his ears.
This point is when they are "most energetic".
Forget it, you want to expand the size of the group, so you are the most powerful!
Your green dragon father can only avoid you!
Isaac stood up lazily, shook off the dew on his body, flapped his wings, and quickly flew to another island.
Inevitably, he drove away all the birds on the island. He quickly found a dark corner and crawled down again.
Peaceful mind.
Think of yourself as a tiny speck of dust.
Listen to the sound of blood flowing.
My thoughts follow this flowing sound.
…
Gradually, Isaac seemed to fall asleep, and he would make slight humming sounds from time to time.
It's hazy, as if nothing exists, and it seems to be surrounded by something omnipresent, like a dream, with reality revealed in the illusion.
"Ding!"
A voice coming from his subconscious seemed to be urging him to do something.
Think... think! Think... think!
Yes, think!
With the spiritual suggestion of meditation, Isaac's consciousness suddenly began to condense.
think!
Use intelligence to promote knowledge and start thinking!
"Knowledge!"
Isaac couldn't help but think of those "magic notes" and what he had communicated with Master Haydn.
He tried to think of them more clearly, but they remained vague.
As if there was a voice reminding him in his heart, he naturally understood that he had never really mastered these things. He knew their names, but he only knew their names.
"The so-called accumulation of knowledge means mastering and understanding, not just memorizing."
With this understanding, Isaac recalled some of the things he had learned in "Dream Life", but whether it was theory or experiment, he was still almost unable to touch any essence.
Finally, he thought of "magic molecules", "magic-promoting elements", "dragon fly evolution", and "dragon workers interfering with the size of the group"...
The environment around consciousness, which exists and does not exist, and is illusory and real, has finally changed, and it has changed extremely quickly.
In the blink of an eye, an indescribable, indescribable existence appeared before his consciousness.
The essence of magic!
The magical essence of transformation!
This understanding naturally emerged in Isaac's mind. At this moment, he finally understood why the mages would call it the essence. This is the essence!
Isaac continued to think.
Layer by layer, from shallow to deep.
From dragon blood, to magic molecules, to the evolution of dragon flies.
From magic hormones, to cell engineering, to growth acceleration.
There are also "magic-like factors" and a group of dragon flies.
Along with this deep thinking, his consciousness and the essence of magic are constantly getting closer. He is getting closer to it, and it is getting closer to him. The feedback that Master Sidon mentioned is also constantly happening in this process.
In the consciousness, the words of magic, the runes of magic, and the aura of magic are constantly emerging, flowing, and combining.
Naturally, Isaac understood their meaning.
This is, on a magical level, the embodiment of experimentation.
If they are combined into the final form, it will be a spell that is equivalent to or has a similar effect to the experiment!
No wonder mages keep experimenting no matter the cost!
Even that human female mage has a lot of test records in her notes!
Master Sidon is right, mages rely on intelligence, but he did not say comprehensive, mages burn more money.
According to Isaac's own experiments, not to mention the psychic laboratory, just dragon blood and dragon flies, if converted into gold coins, I don't know how much was squandered.