Chapter 2: Difficult Meditation
With a "bang", the silver plate fell to the floor, and the soup spilled all over the floor. Heras looked up and saw a young maid of about thirteen or fourteen years old standing in the doorway, standing like a statue in the doorway, her eyes full of shock and fear.
Seeing Heras looking over, she suddenly fell to the ground, sobbing and said, "Master Heras, I didn't mean to kick the door, I have something in my hand and beg you to have mercy on me this time"
Heras looked at this scene and was suddenly very awkward, it seems that the oppression between the classes in this world is quite serious. He scrutinized the girl's face, and found a name in those strange memories, Tina, his maid and toy. And some of the crimson and tyrannical scenes that appeared one after another in his memory made him red-faced. "These noble beasts. Heras was disgusted. Then he drove those memories out of his head.
"Oops, this guy is full of enemies, and the children of the Marquis de Leoland have been offended by him, and if they lie in bed like idiots, maybe those people are too lazy to retaliate. Now that I have regained my consciousness and lost my strength and development potential, a lot of deadly trouble awaits me. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became: "Continue to pretend to be crazy and stupid?
The maid saw that the man who was like the Duke of Hell in his heart had not reacted for a long time, and quietly glanced up, and saw that Heras was staring directly at the plate on the ground, and his hand trembling as he pointed to the soup. If Tina had been a great knight, she would have noticed that Heras's hands were shaking exactly the same amount of time it took to move, and she felt like her mind was a little too much to spin at the moment. What does the young master want to do?
Before she had time to think about it, Tina moved forward a little, bowed her head and licked the soup from the smooth wooden floor, like a docile kitten, begging her master to forgive her for her rudeness.
Shocked by the absurdity of the scene, Heras slowly crawled over, licking the spilled soup and shouting, "Hungry, hungry"
Only then did Tina react, half of her master's brain had been blown off, and she had become an idiot! She tentatively shouted, "Young Master?" Heras remained indifferent and continued to concentrate on the food spilled on the floor.
Tina breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the young master could no longer remember his own offending actions during his coma, and even hit him on the head with a spoon while feeding him. There should be no penalty. The thought of those punishments made her breathless, and she felt a dull pain in her lower body.
The young maid stood up, and the young master became an idiot, and it was easier to serve an idiot than to serve the Duke of Hell, and it seemed that his suffering was over. She tugged at Heras's red hair a few times, and noticed that he was still struggling with food. Seeing this, Tina couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Okay, young master, I'll prepare another meal for you. Tina tore Herras away and wiped his mouth with her apron, she didn't dare to do this to the young master before, but now the little revenge made her feel very happy.
Heras watched as his maid cleaned the room humming a brisk melody before swinging her meal out the door in a circle. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "It seems that this scourge can make many people feel quite happy"
In less than a moment, the afterglow of dusk had not completely faded, and the news that Heras, the magical genius and madman of the Leolan family, had only half of his head alive and had become an idiot spread throughout Dallonville, the capital of the Quicksand Empire. If he just dies like this, and can make some people who haven't been in contact with him sigh, then the current result can only make people laugh.
And now Heras was lying on his bed, silently watching the stars that were gradually shining outside the window. So far, no one has come to see him except Tina, and the Marquis has not had time to clear up his treasonous brother, and he has not embarrassed Heras because of his extraordinary potential, but it is difficult to say now. And his grandfather, General Salams, a level 10 Grand Knight, led the hunt for Heras's treasonous father.
"It looks like I'm helpless. Just now he flipped through the "Elibas's Efficient Meditation Method" in the Heras bookcase, the meditation method left by the ancestor of the Leolan family has been studied and improved by generations of family mages, and it has become very perfect, it can be said that it is the foundation of the Leolan magic family, and the process of meditation is very unsmooth.
According to the description of this advanced meditation book, meditation is to use spiritual power to communicate the rules of the world, and to manifest and project certain things represented by the rules of the world into one's own spiritual world to form a meditation space, in this process, the spiritual power will be slowly strengthened, and the meditation space will become more and more large, complex and solid. Feeding back to the soul will also make the soul stronger and stronger.
According to Heras's understanding, spiritual power is brain waves, which can resonate with certain world rules at a unique frequency, so as to complete the smooth projection of rules in the spiritual world. And Heras's half-biological brain has completely deranged in electrical activity, only having a biological living surname, and can no longer produce any consciousness, without the dominance of the quantum brain, this body is a vegetative person. Without brain waves, it is impossible to meditate, and to restore the function of this half of the brain, it would require a miracle from the gods or a resurrection spell from the legendary gods, which was hopeless for Heras. None of the Marquis de Leolin currently have this kind of influence.
He has tried to simulate brain waves with a quantum brain, but the only known data is from the Federation. Simulated brain waves can't communicate the rules of the world. Obviously, the brains of intelligent beings in this world have their own unique frequencies and qualities.
"Unless I can do a successful meditation, the quantum brain will be able to record the process and simulate the same frequency. Heras thought helplessly: "This is an endless cycle, maybe cloning technology can restore the full function of my other half of the biological brain, but I obviously can't do it alone, should I start the industrial revolution and biotechnology first? ”
Heras folded the pillow to make herself more comfortable. At the moment, no one has come to trouble him, which makes him breathe a sigh of relief. Pretending to be crazy and selling stupid has achieved remarkable results. "Even if there are legendary gods who are willing to resurrect the brain for me, it won't work, if these powerful beings discover the quantum brain, then I will definitely not end well, and the best outcome is to be used as a captive guinea pig for experimentation, and it is not the voluntary contract system with a good reward in the Federation"
After a moment's aimless thought, Heras began to scrutinize a large portrait hanging on the wall across the bed, a young man with flaxen hair and brown pupils and a woman with red hair and red eyes smiling arm in arm, the young man was handsome and gentle, but countless sandstorms seemed to swirl in his brown pupils. The woman's heroic spirit, taller than the man in the portrait, and her delicate face, carved like a knife, contained a deep joy at the moment, and she was looking at a little boy of four or five years old in front of them, with short red hair and black pupils, and the boy's expression was full of disdain.
"At first glance, it's a bear child. Heras thought, "Are the men and women my parents?" His father's name was Yara Leolan, and the variegated linen hair did not mean that he was a commoner, Leolan was a magical family and had never had any special bloodline, but the family's magical power made those nobles with a long bloodline dare not act rashly.
His mother, Dilian Salams, was a legendary knight who followed the empire's first emperor, Andoromai Barian, to expand his territory and make great achievements in the empire's first emperor, Doromah Barian. The bloodline he inherited possessed the power of the Bloody King, the ancient primordial god of Ampharon. The Blood King was once one of the main gods of the trolls, and after the fall in the god war, he did not choose to fall into the mortal world and wait for the opportunity, but smashed the godhead to destroy the kingdom of several other gods, his body and the kingdom of God were destroyed at the same time, and the blood of the gods was sprinkled in the far north glacier sea of Anfaron, staining large icebergs and sea water red, and since then it has become a gathering place for frost trolls. After the destruction of the Frost Troll Empire, the last remaining bit of the Blood King's divine blood disappeared, and it was not until the appearance of Zurma that the whereabouts of the divine blood were known. The Salams family has never believed in any gods, they practice ancestor worship, and constantly strengthen the surname of the Blood King with the power of the family's faith, so as to better exert the power of the bloodline.
Heras's red hair was apparently inherited from his mother, but the Salams family did not approve of Dilian's choice, especially after Yara's treason, and Dilian was treated coldly within the family. Bloodline families are generally descendants of intermarriages within the clan, or marriages with another bloodline family in the hope of producing special abilities.
The Leolan family is also repulsive to the bloodline family, the bloodline power will cause the spell configuration engraved in the soul to disintegrate rapidly, and greatly interfere with the construction process of the configuration in the meditation space, if you marry the bloodliner, if the descendant is unfortunate (unfortunate for the magic family) to stimulate the bloodline, the door of magic will be closed to him, and because the descendants produced by the marriage only have the bloodline power of the single parent, the bloodline concentration of the descendants is generally very poor, and it is not as good as the purebred bloodline after stimulation.
After discovering Heras's magical talents, he was forbidden to have access to all bloodline information within the family, and continued to use potions to weaken his hidden bloodline power until it became very thin. After Heras advanced to level 3 mage, the family began to inform him of the "hidden dangers" in his body and teach him how to actively suppress them.
"I urgently need the ability to protect myself now, that thin bloodline may have the hope of activation, even if the spell model cannot be engraved on the soul in the future, if I find a way to meditate, maybe with the assistance of the quantum brain, I can also cast spells instantly? Heras thought, "It's just an idea, I don't know if the spell configuration formed in the quantum brain has any effect, but I can't confirm it right now." ”
"Let's go see this half-brained genius!" a dense chorus of footsteps appeared in the hallway of the doorway, and one of the shrill voices shouted a mock.
Trouble came, Heras thought worriedly.