Existing technology simply cannot explain how this white crystal is formed, nor why the crystals that grow in the back of the brains of living organisms gather stardust energy, but synthetic ones cannot.

For three days in a row, Jiang Feng soaked in the laboratory, during which he tried countless methods, but there was nothing he could do in front of this white biological crystal. And the dark green crystal taken out of the back of the giant crocodile's head, these creatures crystallized, even more unpredictable than the ghost of the quantum state......

At the very least, the knowledge stored in the Shuttle's database did not allow him to come up with a suitable solution.

"Can we only look for answers from the idealist natives?"

Leaning back in his chair, Jiang Feng let out a sigh at the ceiling.

The only thing he can be sure of now is that the crystals that grow behind the pituitary gland are not malignant tumors or stones. Not only that, but this crystalline substance was not only harmless to his health, but even carried out a series of benign modifications to his body that cannot be explained by science......

[ID: White King.]

Base attributes

Muscle strength: 6

Reflex nerve: 4

Brain cell activity: 2

Immune activity: 2.5

Metabolic level: 1

Perception: 2

Psionics: 0.5

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[Implant: Enlightenment chip.]

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[Ailment: None]

What appeared in front of Jiang Feng was Xiaobai's attribute panel.

First of all, the strength index has changed from 5 to 6, and the immune activity has also changed from 2 to 2.5, and the psionic energy index, which was originally 0, has become 0.5 now, even surpassing his master.

"Brain, what the hell is psionic energy?" Jiang Feng asked.

[A general term for all mysterious energies that cannot be explained by natural science]

"What's the difference with stardust?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask.

[The existence of stardust can be explained by natural science]

All right.

Jiang Feng found himself asking a very stupid question.

However, after such a little dialing of the wisdom brain, he had a feeling of epiphany in his heart. If stardust is a kind of existence between matter and energy, then does stardust and psionic energy also have this interconnected transformational relationship?

"Psionic energy should also be a kind of energy, but it can't be understood by materialists......" Writing this sentence in his notebook, Jiang Feng's brows tightened, and just when he felt that he was about to uncover the mystery that was hidden on the psionic energy, a hurried doorbell rang at the entrance of the shelter.

Those Samons obviously didn't know that a single ringing of a doorbell was enough.

Listening to the irritating "Dididi", Jiang Feng sighed, closed the notebook in his hand, got up and walked in the direction of the entrance of the shelter.

The alloy door panel was retracted, looking at the long arm panting at the door, Jiang Feng asked.

"What's going on again?"

"A big ship!" Long Arm stretched out his arms and gestured to the size of the ship, and hurriedly reported to Jiang Feng, "Where we are drying wood!" ”

……

After the white crystal was formed, Xiaobai no longer had a fever, and his body had returned to normal. The reason why he was never taken out of the culture tank was just to study the series of changes that had happened to him.

Now, however, the experiment has been suspended.

After releasing Xiao Bai from the cultivation tank, Jiang Feng threw it a steel armor that had just been made from the workbench and a log shield with crocodile skin, and said to him with a confused expression.

"Put on this thing and follow me out the door."

When leaving the shelter, Jiang Feng took his crossbow with him and asked the long arm to call all the Samuns in the tribe.

The hammer with the hammer, the short tail with the pickaxe, and even the silver whisker with the hoe followed, and twenty or so Samun went to the seashore in a mighty way, hiding behind the bushes of the woods, and gazing at the galleys anchored at sea......

On the sea, a man in armor holds a telescope and looks around the calm coastline with an eagle-like gaze. A young woman stood behind him, with a delicate face beneath her long brown curly shawl hair.

She was dressed differently from everyone else on board, who were mostly wearing iron cuirass, but she was wearing only a light pale teal dress. Such attire is said to have been popular among the kings of the kingdom of Rick, but it is rare in the port of Sevit.

Lydia Vic, the second daughter of Governor Frege, is fifteen years old.

Unlike her brothers and sisters, and even most of the aristocratic ladies in the Rick Kingdom, she is obviously from a noble background, but she has no interest in the etiquette of the nobles and the socialization between celebrities, but dreams of becoming the greatest captain of the Rick Kingdom all day long.

However, her knowledge of sailing is limited to fairy tales, and she does not have an accurate concept of what it takes to become a great captain, and often even puts those around her in trouble because of this ridiculous dream.

If it weren't for her father's affection, which looked like her deceased mother, she would have been confined to her home and forbidden to step out of the Vicky family's mansion by virtue of her troublesome character.

It was for this reason that Captain Calf almost shuddered with anger when he discovered that the eldest lady was hiding behind the barrel in the cabin.

If it weren't for the fact that Half Moon Valley was in front of him, he was afraid that he would have ordered to return directly.

But now, their people have arrived, and the people on the shore should have spotted them. If they retreat at this time, wait for them to come back next time, and the people on the other side will definitely be prepared.

"See anyone?"

While Captain Calf was scouting the shore, Miss Lydia urged with a fluttering eyebrow beside her.

"Not yet...... However, I saw a puddle of soaked wood, and dozens of logs were still soaking in it. ”

"Prepare to land." With one foot on the barrel next to the side of the ship, Lydia pulled out the fancy bayonet sword at her waist and exclaimed, "I'll be the first to get to the beach." ”

"You stay on board." Speaking in a tone that could not be refused, Captain Calf handed the monocular to the first mate next to him, and calmly ordered, "Put down the landing craft and let Andol and his men gather on deck." ”

"Why do I have to stay on board!" Hearing that she was going to be left on the ship, Lydia exclaimed dissatisfiedly, "My swordsmanship has broken through the second stage, and even my swordsmanship teacher has said that he has never met a student as talented as me. ”

Swordsmanship?

Although there was no disdain on his face, Captain Calf sneered inwardly.

"Because we're not here for a vacation, but to say hello to our new neighbors."

"Isn't that just right! I can represent my father, and negotiate with those people—"

"Not at all," Calf stared back at the baron's daughter, and Calf stared at her like an eagle, his eyes full of warning, "if you find the people of the Duchy of Wilton on the other side, the ballistas hidden in the forest are likely to be aimed at us, just waiting for us to land on the beach." The first to land on the beach is the first to turn into a pate. ”

Lydia's face turned slightly pale, but her eyes were still full of stubbornness.

Ignoring the eldest lady, Calf turned around, crossed the escalator, jumped onto the middle deck of the galleys, looked at Antor who was walking towards him, and the heavily armed colonial guards, and gave orders.

"Ready to board—"

He was only halfway through his sentence when a cry of surprise came from the bow of the ship.

I saw the first mate holding the monocular in his hand, pointing in the direction of the beach with the other, and shouting loudly.

"Over there! Someone is standing there! ”

Captain Calf walked briskly to the side of the ship, his eyes narrowed as he looked out to sea.

"How many?"

"One!"