After chatting with Xilin in the hall for a while, Garen sent her away. After dinner, he went back to the room to practice training methods. Now he is practicing all the training methods of the energy master. There is nothing that the Eagle Claw can do.
Moving on, you must have a unique mecha to generate resonance.
This kind of life has lasted for nearly two years, calculating the third-level training question bank for energy mechanics every day.
Sitting cross-legged in the private practice room, Garen carefully calculated the large number of calculation models displayed on the walls around him, and at the same time he was constantly superimposing them with his consciousness. In this process of terrifyingly complex calculations, he could feel
I feel that my consciousness is gradually changing and I am becoming better at calculation. The consciousness that emerges from the Mark of the Energy Mechanic is completely different from the consciousness of the Eagle Claw.
The sharp claws of the Pan Eagle are entangled in the arms, like two groups of cold black air, which can be easily recognized even if you look inside for many Galleons.
The consciousness of the energy master is a kind of fuzzy air mass that makes people unable to distinguish its shape. Sometimes it is round, sometimes it is square, and more often it is a twisted irregular air mass. It is transparent inside and has no color.
If you don't look carefully, you can't see its existence at all. Moreover, the consciousness of the energy master exists in the void at the back of the head, not in the human body at all.
This allowed Gallon to completely overturn all the common sense of consciousness training methods he had learned before.
In the white room, Garen was sitting cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, behind him there were two transparent thorns slowly floating on the back of his head, exuding a light transparent gas, floating upwards.
"Intelligence has reached eight points, and each subsequent point of improvement requires 60 points of potential. The remaining 30 points are simply not enough. We must find the Zhiyin Cane as soon as possible!"
In the past few years, he has been searching everywhere for the whereabouts of the Zhiyin Cane, using many channels. He did find some clues, but because he had to get his own mecha first, he couldn't go out and search for it himself.
As wars continue to break out between the White Light and Black Disk domains, extremely dangerous encounters may occur everywhere in the radiation belt. It has become far more dangerous than before.
After practicing cross-legged calculations for a while, he felt that the energy master's consciousness had increased a little bit. Garen opened his eyes with satisfaction. However, he found that time flew by quickly. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening and it was already dark outside.
. Through the window, you can see a black shuttle-shaped battleship patrolling slowly not far away in the sky. The surface is covered with a large number of flashing lights.
Garen breathed out and took out a black key from his pocket. There was only one spike on the key. No matter how you looked at it, this key seemed too simple. It didn't look like it was used to open the door at all. What was it?
The door will only need a sawtooth to open, which will not prevent thieves at all.
Every time he finished practicing calculations, he would take out the key and examine it carefully. His intuition told him that this key was not that simple.
Through the spikes of a variety of high-precision instruments, Gallon discovered that the material of this key is very hard, and nothing can destroy it.
He held the key and turned it over in his hand. Suddenly.
Garen's movements froze, and he held the lower end of the key. He held it upright in front of his eyes and examined it carefully.
Every detail of this key has been completely memorized in his mind over the past few years, and it is so familiar that he can no longer be familiar with it.
But now, there is an extremely small black diamond pattern on this key, which is only the size of a grain of rice. It looks very complicated and even a little dizzy.
Garen carefully observed the pattern. It looked like many flower patterns superimposed on each other, and also like many weird symbols combined in a pile, giving people a mysterious and ancient feeling.
As he continued to focus on this pattern.
Suddenly, a ray of white light burst out from the pattern, split into two beams with great precision, and shot into Garen's eyes.
Buzz...
An inexplicable dizzy feeling appeared in Garen's mind. His eyes were all white, and he felt dizzy and his whole body was light-headed.
His eyes were covered by white light and he could see nothing. Only his ears could hear the subtle sound of breaking through the air, as if he was flying rapidly at high speed. However, he could not feel any real airflow on his skin.
For a long time, after he slowly adapted to the spots caused by the white light in front of him, he didn't know what was going on. He was standing in front of a small white wooden door. The wooden door was engraved with a complex pattern like a flower, but Galleon had never
I have never seen this kind of flower.
"Welcome to the Mechanic Union." A clear girl's voice came from the door.
"This is a place for exchanges between energy masters. The area you are in is the A54 area of the home planet, with a population of 789. You are the 790th new official energy master. Please keep your identity key. If there is any missing,
Please go to the Mechanic Division of Central College to reissue it. Thank you for your cooperation and wish you a happy day."
The female voice faded away.
The door in front of Garen opened with a click.
A lively fountain square appeared in front of him outside. The people coming and going were dressed in different clothes. They did not look like people from the same place, but more like people of different races from many countries and nationalities mixed together. Their skin color was white and black.
There were various colors, yellow and red, and Garen even saw two humans with lizard tails squatting at a stall and bargaining with the stall owner.
A burst of lively people rushed in the door, making him slightly stunned.
Trying to walk out of the small door, Garen put away the key and looked at the sky and surroundings.
The sky is a very ordinary blue sky with white clouds, but there is no sun, but it is still very bright. I don't know where the light comes from.
It is surrounded by a small ring-shaped town structure, surrounded by ordinary single-story houses that are neither high nor short. The sides of the houses are hung with gray-brown cloth of different patterns, fluttering slightly in the wind. What is very strange is that the addition
When Long saw these pieces of cloth, he could identify the meanings of the patterns on the cloths. These pieces of cloth were the names of various shops.
"Can you please stay out of the way?"
A voice sounded to his right. It was a dark-skinned woman wearing a white headscarf. She was tall and looked so thin that she could almost compete with a mummy.
Garen stood aside in astonishment. He watched the woman pass through him and walk towards a shop on the left.
He himself happened to be standing on the left side of the steps at the entrance of the store.
"Is this place an illusion or..." Garen frowned and carefully distinguished his body.
Soon he discovered that the core of the Secret Martial Arts in his body was missing, and the soul seed had also disappeared. Obviously, this place was purely a virtual community.
"Real hallucination simulation?"
He began to slowly follow the example of others and walked around the circular shops in the town. There were many people coming in and out of the shops, but the flow of people in front of the stalls on the ground was even greater. The fountain square in the middle of dozens of shops was densely packed with people.
There are more and more stalls, and it seems that as time goes by, more and more people are setting up stalls.
Garen tried to walk towards the door of a store.
But he found a transparent barrier blocking him. A bald man next to him strode up the steps and glanced at him contemptuously.
"You still want to enter the store if you don't have money? You idiot."
Garen didn't get angry, as if he hadn't heard anything at all, and continued to explore everything here.
He began to try all the dozens of ring-shaped shops around the square, but found that none of them could be entered. And as time went by, some shops would suddenly disappear transparently, and then other shops would become like building blocks.
It automatically moves closer to expand itself, filling the gap left by this store.
"It's amazing." Garen tried to break a corner of the wall at the edge of the store, but found that it was extremely hard and could not be broken. It seemed that it was forced by the rules here not to break it.
"This idiot is still here. How stupid is he? He actually wants to break the stone on the wall here?" The bald man just happened to walk out of the shop again. He was followed by a beautiful woman with a charming face, and the two hugged each other tightly. It looked like they were intimate.
walking together.
Garen glanced at him and ignored him.
"How come the Alliance even has country pigs like this? It's annoying to look at." The bald man cursed arrogantly.
Another thin man with red skin was about to enter the store, but he pushed him away casually.
"Get out of the way, he is so upset when he sees the red ghost."
The red-skinned man remained silent and did not dare to speak back.
The bald man walked out proudly and headed towards another shop.
Garen raised his head and glanced at the cloth in this shop, the information point.
It's obviously a place that sells information.
He tried to go in again, but unfortunately the transparent light curtain blocked him.
"Don't bother. You can't enter the store without money. The funds on your body will be automatically detected here." The red-skinned man who was pushed away just now said to Garen with a bitter smile. He didn't go in, though.
Walking toward Garonne from the steps at the door of the store.
"Is this your first time coming here?" His Common Language accent was very standard, and it was obvious that there was some kind of language translation system here.
"Yes." Garen nodded. "Excuse me, what exactly is this place?"
"You'll know after you come here a few times." The red-skinned man whispered. "This is a small trading market for Alliance Mechanics. It's a virtual market. It only trades knowledge and technology. It's a knowledge bazaar. But there will be another item in a while.
The market will be held, and then there will really be a large number of people. Real items can be traded directly."
"Knowledge bazaar? Item bazaar?" Garen frowned, "Is this some kind of alliance of energy mechanics held here?"
"Of course, all energy masters will automatically be issued a guidance key by the guide, and they can enter this virtual world and conduct various transactions. This is the real secret of the energy masters. Only the energy masters can enter here, others
There is no way to get in or out." The red-skinned man explained in a low voice, "The first time you came here, you didn't have your mentor with you, so be careful and you will suffer a loss when buying and selling."
"Who are the people participating in the market here? Are they all from the same area?" Garen continued to ask, it was rare to meet someone willing to answer his questions.
"No, the people here may come from anywhere, and even some of their appearances may not be real. There are expensive face-changing tools that can modify oneself. The people here may come from nearby planets, star fields, or even pass by.
As a mechanic in the spaceship caravan, anything is possible." The red-skinned man shook his head.
"Thank you for your explanation. I haven't asked for your name yet."
"Orsay, my name is Orsay, and there is a long list of surnames after it. There is no need to announce it. I am an energy mechanic in the caravan passing by here. I am only a level three." The red-skinned man smiled bitterly, "Three.
A super-level mechanical master is at the lowest level here."
"I am Garen, can't you? The third level is actually the lowest level?" Garen was stunned. He had been practicing hard for two years, and now he is only at the second level, not even the third level, and yet the man in front of him actually said that he was at the third level.
Level is just the lowest level.
"It's true. There's no way. There's no good energy mark. I'm using the lowest-end wasp mark. The auxiliary calculation is only three times... I can only create the lowest-level reconnaissance wasp." Orsay smiled bitterly again, "
Higher-end energy weapon marks are too expensive. Our caravan pooled all the funds to buy me such an ordinary mark. Energy weapon master is simply a money-burning profession."
"Energy mark? What is that?" It was the first time Garen heard about this thing.
"Isn't it? You don't even know about the Mark of Energy Mechanics!?" Orsay's expression suddenly became weird this time. "What kind of teacher taught you this? Without the aid of the Mark of Energy Mechanics, our calculations by the Mechanics Master
Don’t even think about entering the third level!”
Garen was slightly startled. Sure enough, his master felt that he might be missing something. Unexpectedly, the facts completely confirmed his suspicion. Indeed, what he lacked seemed to be something that is indispensable for energy weapon masters - energy weapons.
imprint.
"Let's go have a drink first. I'm convinced that your tutor actually let you in here without even telling you basic common sense." Orsay shook his head helplessly.
The two of them entered a tavern-like shop at the edge one after another. Orsay seemed to have paid Garen the bill, allowing him to finally enter the shop.
The tavern is very large, a large area the size of a football field, filled with white tables and chairs of the same size, with some people sitting sparsely apart, and no one can hear their voices.
It's obviously soundproofed.
The two found a seat by the wall and sat down, and Orsay knocked on the table.
"I'd like two ales, hot."
With a swish sound, two cups of hot light brown ale instantly appeared in front of them. Both were large cups. A large amount of foam kept pouring out of them. When they were about to fall to the table, they immediately disappeared automatically.
"Thank you." Garen nodded. There is actually no waiter here. It seems that there is an automatic program to control it. (To be continued...)