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Raymond, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the stone cave, slowly opened his eyes and woke up.
The spatial energy that lingered in the giant teleportation rune array was still dense and visible to the naked eye, and the mist composed of this milky white space energy was blocked by an imperceptible barrier inside the giant teleportation rune array.
The giant teleportation rune array, which had not been entered by anyone for fifty years, had returned to its most primitive state, and the spatial energy that had been stored in the rune array structure was overflowing, and such a scene appeared in the range of the giant teleportation rune array.
The mist composed of these milky white spatial energies had already expelled all the free energy of other attributes, turning the area where the giant teleportation rune array was located into an area of a single attribute.
But Raymond, who was sitting in the corner, didn't feel anything in front of him, but habitually moved his lower neck and stretched his arms to stretch his stiff body.
First, the monitoring record of the chip during the meditation was retrieved, and after making sure that there was no abnormality, Raymond hesitated and retrieved his attributes.
"Raymond: Strength 14.2, Agility 12.9, Constitution 31.8, Spirit 147.4, Mana 353.8. Genetics: Reaching the limit. Status: Healthy. ”
The three-dimensional model representing the main body slowly rotated in Raymond's line of sight, but the body that had been rendered in green decades ago was now replaced by a cream white chip.
The free energy of the wood attribute no longer exists at all in the stone cave where the giant teleportation rune array is located, and the free energy of other attributes is also expelled by the spatial energy filled in the stone cave, making this a single-attribute area with only spatial energy.
Therefore, for Raymond, he can only accept the washing of the body by spatial energy every day, and the energy of any other attribute is already a little strange to him.
Of course. It was only when Raymond cast a spell that he sensed the breath of the other elements again, especially when he had to perform the plant invocation after he had awakened from meditation at the end of the month.
Fifty years of living like a prisoner made Raymond, who had a high-level meditation method solid sacrifice, have to desperately improve his strength, because the gravity exerted on his body all the time has now reached thirteen times.
Not only does it need to increase the strength of the talent force field, but any action will lead to more physical depletion, which also causes Raymond's strength to increase significantly.
But the fastest improvement is still Raymond's physique and mental strength. This kind of ascension speed derived from the high-level meditation method is impossible for Raymond to have in the Fairy World Realm.
It's just that the body has been subjected to the washing of space energy for a long time, which has caused some changes in the properties of Raymond's body, although it is impossible to determine that this change has changed the affinity of Raymond's attributes, but the chip's monitoring of Raymond's body shows that. His body's affinity for spatial energy has surpassed his affinity for the free energy of the wood attribute fifty years ago.
Raymond only has medium growth potential. Understand that he can be suppressed by this gravitational force. The fact that the various attributes have reached such a level in fifty years is closely related to the concentration of space energy here.
"147 points of spiritual power, logically speaking, it should be close to reaching the standard of being promoted to a third-level wizard," Raymond, who had a thoughtful look on his face, hesitated and gave an order to the chip. "Pause the analysis of the foundation of the spell construction and analyze the conditions required for advancement!"
"Mission established. Start analyzing ......"
The stereotypical chip sound echoed in his head, and the waterfall of data streamed in his sight, but Raymond, who did not wait for the conclusion of the chip, directly blocked the data. Walked to the edge of the platform near the void.
The slowly rotating hemispherical teleportation platforms were in line with Raymond's previous guess, and they were slowly rotating as they were attracted by their original orbits, and they were slowly flying to their original positions.
But even after 50 years, the closest hemispherical mobile platform to Raymond is still more than 1,500 meters away from Raymond, and it seems that these hemispherical mobile platforms will not be able to return to their original positions in two or three hundred years.
Raymond, who had long been accustomed to such results, just glanced at him habitually, followed him to the edge of the platform sunken in the stone wall, and began the necessary work at the end of each month.
With the movement of his fingers, accompanied by the surge of spatial energy, a two-meter-square isolation force field appeared in front of Raymond, followed by Raymond, who took out the seeds from the storage ring, and put his hands into this isolation force field, silently performing the spell of plant growth.
The tiny seeds on the palm of his hand began to germinate with the continuous infusion of Raymond's mana, and soon turned into several tall plants in this isolated force field.
Tender green leaves, cyan trunks, and white roots piled up and spread across Raymond's palms.
But Raymond, whose face was full of helplessness, controlled the speed of mana infusion, and it was not until these plants bloomed and hung fruit that the spell was lifted.
The fist-sized blue-green fruit quickly changed color after Raymond cut off the mana infusion, and after a few moments, it became a deep black and heavy fruit, and the stem of the plant hung down.
"Seventy-six, a little less than last time," Raymond, who had counted the number of fruits before they were fully ripe, sighed and put them into the storage ring for preservation. "Fortunately, I brought these seeds in back then, otherwise I would have starved to death here!"
Thinking of this, Raymond did not cancel this isolation force field like he had done in the past, but took out a small test tube from his waist bag.
Contained in the transparent test tube were tobacco seeds, and Raymond visually showed that there were at most twenty left.
After pondering for a long time, Raymond finally poured two seeds out of the test tube, put them in the palm of his hand, and re-invigorated them.
Seeing that the plants in the isolation field finally began to turn yellow, Raymond cut off the mana infusion, and then very skillfully dried the large tobacco leaves with magic, and then simply rolled them, and finally added dozens of thick and long cigars to his waist bag.
The cigar smoke, which had been broken for a long time, made Raymond's face appear with joy, turned around and walked to Raymond in the stone cave, couldn't wait to pick up a cigar, and began to spit out clouds.
"A cigar without spices, this is the original flavor," Raymond sighed as he looked at the smoke rings in front of him that were slowly dissipating in the air. "It's a pity that the plants spawned by the magic can't reproduce again, so we still need to save some use!"
Raymond, who started walking around the giant teleportation rune array, did not observe the giant teleportation rune array, but simply regarded this walk as exercise.
For the surrounding environment, Raymond is already familiar to the extent that he can no longer be familiar.
has been trapped here for more than fifty years, although more than half of the time is spent meditating to restore mana, but the more than ten hours of wakefulness every two days have also allowed Raymond to master everything here.
Even if he loses the recording data in the chip, Raymond can restore everything in this stone cave with his eyes closed, every rune, every strange carving, and even those tiny bumps and depressions on the four walls have been imprinted in the depths of Raymond's memory, and it is likely that he will never be able to forget it.
The spacing of each step was constant, and it became customary to take a breath every five steps, and when the cigar in Raymond's hand was smoked to the end, the chip finally echoed.
"The promotion analysis is successful, and the requirements are as follows......"
With the echo of the stereotypical voice, Raymond, who immediately took out the conclusion of the chip, also appeared in his sight the conditions required to advance to a third-level wizard.
With more than 150 points of spiritual power, he compressed the second spiritual power crystal in his mind again to make it more condensed and pure, and then engraved a special rune on his second crystal according to the requirements of the high-level meditation method Solid Sacrifice!
But after reading the conclusion of the chip, the joy on Raymond's face was fleeting, and it became extremely difficult to look at...... (To be continued......)