Ogu's teaching was concise and to the point, and with the blessing of Charles's common sense in his previous life, it would have taken ten days and half a month to teach knowledge, and it was completed in one afternoon.

One listened fascinated, the other spoke relaxedly, and the two of them met the opponent in chess, and talked all the way from the basic classification of the elements to the necessity of achieving the realm of generals.

Although the progress is gratifying, this knowledge has subverted almost all of Charles's perception of the other world, and it needs to be digested slowly.

Fortunately, although Ogu spoke happily, he also understood the truth that he could not become a fat man by eating in one breath, and seeing that it was not early, he left Charles to have dinner with him, and sent him back to rest.

Charles's residence was arranged on the third floor of the main tower and was a spacious two-bedroom apartment.

According to the soldiers who led the way, this entire floor was a resting area for the eaglets back then.

However, Ogu obviously didn't expect that there would be as many as five apprentices, so the entire third floor, excluding the public activity space, there were only four independent bedrooms in total.

And the room he lived in originally belonged to his second senior brother: Quiris Saffinor.

It's just that his senior brother had already learned a lot before the beast tide broke out, and he went to the world alone, and he was only twenty years old that year.

Charles returned to his room with a few books, and as soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to take out the booklet, only to see four big words written on the cover:

"Extreme Breath?"

Looking at the leather cover of some years, Charles had a sense of déjà vu that he had been taught, and he couldn't help but see the joy of hunting, so he hurriedly opened it and read it word by word.

There is not much information in the booklet, except for the concise text throughout, just some auxiliary pictures.

To put it simply, the extreme breath is a method of guiding the power of crystallization, a bit similar to the internal breath refining method of the "Huaxia Boxing Sutra" in Charles's memory, which starts from the most basic breath and regulates the rhythm of the body, so as to strengthen the control of power.

It's just that there are no magical elements in the galaxy where the previous life was located, so what Huaxia Guwu refined was the energy that the human body itself unconsciously overflowed in the daily sitting, lying and standing, and concentrated it in the meridians of the whole body for later use.

It is essentially a use of one's own biological energy.

However, the martial arts cultivation methods in this world are different, and these methods, at their root, are a technique that stimulates the body to constantly seek crystals.

According to Ogu, this "Extreme Breath" is based on the breathing method of several major families, combined with the classics in the royal library.

The aim is to unleash the power of every muscle in the body as much as possible.

Let every part of the body enter a state of extreme hunger, form a vacuum environment of power in the body, and at the same time induce the crystallization power to be injected into the body to warm the body.

Charles straightened up as described in the book, and gradually began to adjust his breathing...

However, no matter how standard he executed, even the most difficult breath-holding process, he meticulously completed it, and there was no heat flow from crystallization as described in the book.

It seems that the physical strength is not exhausted.

But the question is, how strong is my current physical fitness, and how much exercise do you need if you want to exhaust it all?

Charles didn't know anything about it.

After being distressed for a long time, he simply didn't want to, picked up the new textbook of the Royal Magic Branch, and looked at it from the beginning.

Taking into account the reading level of school-age children, the textbook makes the basic cultivation of obscure and difficult to understand extremely straightforward, and the explanation of the field is even more simple and easy to understand.

To put it simply, the crystallization of each mage is a signal amplifier, and what the magicians have to do is to transmit their spiritual power through the crystal, and the range of this transmission is the field of the mage.

Within the scope of the field, the elements that are homologous and homogeneous with the crystallization will respond to the spiritual power of the mage, which is called elemental resonance.

As for activating crystals, it requires the mage's own spiritual power to reach a certain strength, and concentrate it to activate the transmission function of crystals.

Once activated, the crystals become an organ of the human body, just like the eyes and mouth.

"Strange, it doesn't seem to be the same as what I was in?"

Charles couldn't help but think of the figure he had seen in his mind two days ago, and suddenly shuddered.

"Isn't Charles Griffin dead?

"But he seems to call me Charles Griffin, so who is he?"

With a stomach full of doubts, Charles locked the door, returned to the bed, followed the words of the book, relaxed his whole body, took back the brainwave covering thirty-five meters in one go, and probed the mysterious crystal behind his head with all his might.

In the depths of consciousness, there is still darkness.

The spot, still the distorted spot, writhed back and forth in the dark mind.

Charles followed the feeling he had felt last time, and once again escaped his consciousness into the speck of light, and boldly came to the giant metal door.

Just as he was about to push open the door, the giant metal door suddenly opened without warning, and the faint white light inside the door violently flooded his consciousness, and a powerful suction force came from the depths of the white light, sucking him in.

"Charles Griffin, we meet again. ”

It's still that clear but somewhat cold voice.

Charles looked up, only to find himself in a strange space.

Endless white, books and texts flying in the sky, large and small images and pictures...

In the chaos, he captured one of the pictures flying back and forth, which was the life of a lieutenant general on the Dawning military carrier ship before he woke up from hibernation in his previous life, and the Huaxia Boxing Sutra in his memory came from this lieutenant general.

In the picture, the lieutenant general is going through the most painful moment of his life, genetic modification.

"You... Who is it?"

Charles asked nervously as he looked at the slender man approaching him.

The man's eyebrows are unusually handsome, and his delicate facial features are carefully placed in the white face like a work of art, and he smiles slightly, with a touch of gentleness in the coldness:

"You can call me Mebis. ”

Charles looked at the man who was too beautiful to talk to again, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you, why are you in my crystal?"

"As far as I know, it's not your brainchild. Mebis didn't change his smile, but raised his hand elegantly, and the words, pictures, and books and images flying in the sky instantly swept around the two of them.

"Ahh

Charles thought he had been attacked, but in the blink of an eye, the scene suddenly changed.

Under the feet that were originally blank, I don't know when a velvet carpet embroidered with magnificent patterns was paved, and the messy and chaotic space has also become a solemn and simple aristocratic room, everything is so real, except...

Those rows of bookshelves with no end in sight.

"You may be seated, Master Griffin. ”

A clear and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, and when Charles turned around, he saw that Mebis was already sitting under the windowsill, pouring him a cup of bright red tea.

"You... Do you know what this crystal is about?"

Mebis put down the teapot and took a sip in the bright sunlight outside the window: "Actually, I don't know." ”

So what are you pretending to be?

Charles complained frantically in his heart, glaring unhappily at the man who exuded an aristocratic atmosphere from top to bottom.

"I know what's going on with you, though. Maebius put down his teacup, as if he hadn't seen Charles's unkind eyes.

"I—what's wrong with me?" said Charles, puzzled.

"You always thought you were Charles Lee..."

Mebis turned sideways, looked at Charles playfully, and as she hooked her fingers, a thick book flew out of the shelf and landed in his hand:

"But you're not him. ”