In the dark cave, a green light lit up, swaying up and down mischievously. They were a pair of big, round eyes, emitting a green shimmer, like emeralds set in the night sky. The water vapor in his eyes was a bit pitiful.
In Suna's human form, her hair is brownish-red, a little curly, and her pupils are amber. She is a typical mixed-race person from the Eastern and Western continents. The reason why it appears green is because of the magic energy overflowing from the body.
Like most mutated creatures, Abyss termites use chaotic energy.
Magic energy and life energy are both branch forms of spiritual energy, like light and darkness, on opposite sides.
As the intensity increases, the color spectrum of psychic energy changes from light blue to dark blue, life energy changes from light green to emerald green, and magic energy changes from dark green to deep red.
The eyes are the windows to the soul and the closest place to the soul among all organs, so when the energy in the body is stimulated, it is first reflected in the eyes.
Ants are good at saving, and abyssal termites are among the best. Judging from the green light that is emitted all the time, Su Na's body contains extremely huge energy.
If Chen Xing's spiritual pond is compared to a pond, then Su Na's is a deep-water lake, and its capacity is not on the same level. But then again, Suna is huge and consumes more energy than Chen Xing can match.
"Zi la!"
A subtle sound of electricity sounded, and the surrounding area lit up. Su Na looked at the electric arc dancing between her two fingers and subconsciously shrank back. She was most afraid of this thing, which would bring her nightmare-like pain every time.
The bad brother always uses this thing to bully her, so bad. But now my brother's attention is focused on the little toy in front of him. As long as he behaves, he won't be bullied.
The flickering electric light shines on the body of the pot, which is half a man tall, and mysterious patterns are looming.
These patterns have beautiful lines and are integrated into one. They should be some kind of runic circuit.
After the Cataclysm, scholars discovered that some undercurrent relics were engraved with incomprehensible runes and patterns. They have strong regularity and there are a large number of similar arrangements. After a long period of research, scholars have discovered that these patterns have the function of transmitting and converting spiritual energy.
After comparison and experimentation, they developed a brand new technology - rune circuit technology.
The rune circuit has two functions, one is conduction and the other is conversion. The rune circuits on firearms are mainly for conduction, transmitting spiritual energy into firearms and bullets, while the rune circuits on cold weapons are mainly for conversion, converting spiritual energy into heat energy and electrical energy, thereby increasing cutting and destructive capabilities.
Some ancient artifacts can convert spiritual energy into magic energy and life energy, but no organization has been able to master this more complex rune circuit technology so far, and the conversion efficiency is not high, so there has not been a lot of investment in research.
After years of development, every country and force, especially multinational corporations, has its own unique rune circuit technology, but these are top secrets and will not be leaked easily.
Some high-end rune circuit technologies are also in the hands of some great craftsmen as a secret technique that continues the family's inheritance.
Chen Xing was not a craftsman, he was just looking at it and quickly changed his attention.
"Did you just say, turn it upside down?" Chen Xing asked uncertainly.
"Yeah~" Su Na nodded innocently.
Chen Xing then summoned two larger soldier ants to lift the Devil's Pot and turn it upside down. He held Su Na and watched on the sidelines.
Two ant pincers clamped the pot's ears and shook them back and forth. After a while, maybe half a minute, there was a rustling sound from the mouth of the pot, and then a line of washed sand
The thread flowed out.
"Wow, so beautiful~"
The sand was golden when it first came out of the pot. It quickly turned blue when it came into contact with the air. When it fell on the ground, it immediately melted and turned into little bits of star sand flying upward. Blue light illuminates the crypt, and star sand clings to the top and gradually blends into the soil.
To be sure, this is spiritual energy in its purest form.
When psychic energy comes into contact with the air, it burns quickly, like sparks on a campfire, fleeting.
But this combustion does not release heat, it only produces light radiation, which is then broken down into smaller psychic particles and integrated into this space.
Psychic particles, also known as "spirits", are the particles with the smallest mass known to mankind. Compared with atoms, they are like bacteria to the planet.
It can be preliminarily determined that this is a vessel for storing spiritual energy.
The previous disaster can also be explained. The spiritual energy in the pot attracted mutated creatures, which crawled into the pot to multiply. The researchers mistakenly opened the lid of the pot, which led to the destruction of No. 65 Underground Survival Center.
But there are still some problems.
How much psychic energy is stored in the ear pot?
Why didn't the mutated creature return to the pot after it came out?
Could it be that the spiritual energy in the pot had been exhausted at that time?
If so, what is he looking at now?
Can the spiritual energy in the pot be regenerated?
Newton's law of conservation of energy still applies to this world. Energy does not appear out of thin air. It must have some source.
Also, the golden color when it first came out was only for a moment, but it was already beyond his knowledge.
Logically speaking, pure spiritual energy is blue, how can it be golden?
I saw that I needed to find someone to ask. Most of the knowledge in this world is shared, but some are uncertain, either summarized by oneself, or exclusive to high-level people.
In addition, I still need to ask for advice on what exactly the "use" mentioned by the third uncle is.
As it stands now, the only thing the Devil's Pot does is provide psychic energy. However, spiritual energy cannot be absorbed directly, and it will dissipate immediately when it comes into contact with air. The spiritual energy extracted in the factory is dissolved in water and then sealed and stored without contact with air.
You can drink it directly or inject it. This pure form of spiritual energy would probably be useless even if he opened his mouth to receive it. His body would not be able to absorb and utilize it at all.
The only effective thing is to learn a method of absorbing spiritual energy through breathing. The star sand flowing out of the spout of the pot increases the density of free spiritual energy particles in the surrounding air and increases the efficiency of practice.
However, this method of practice is too ancient and is far less effective than directly drinking or injecting psychic potions. Unless one is too poor to afford potions, who would learn such an inefficient technique.
This devil's pot should be a fake.
Pseudo-ware means "false artifact". According to what Chen Xing knows now, counterfeit weapons exist in the personal realm and are manifested into the world by the host for use.
But the problem is that this ear pot is a "matter", not a "spirit".
The matter here refers to "the matter that objectively exists in this space" or "the matter that objectively exists in this unit universe".
The full name of the spirit body is "bioenergy polymer with the mark of life". In essence, it is a ball of energy, which only carries the life mark of the species and remains condensed. If we take the body of an animal as an analogy, spiritual energy is the flesh and the imprint of life is the bone. It is precisely because of the existence of the imprint of life that this part can be
The energy is brought together.
Matter is composed of molecules and atoms, and energy is composed of energy-carrying spirit particles. The latter are much smaller than the former, and many places that the former cannot pass are unobstructed for them.
Spiritual bodies can enter the personal realm, but matter cannot.
Because the personal realm is an "unformed unit universe", between spirit and matter, it must rely on the original universe to exist.
Therefore, the personal realm cannot accommodate matter. Unless the ontology is powerful enough to separate the personal realm from the original universe and enter the void, becoming a truly independent universe.
The imaginary emperor level is such an existence. Creating and controlling a unit universe can already be called a "god".
The world is too big and there is too much knowledge. In his last life, Chen Xing was just a low-level mercenary team leader. Qiuji never crossed the threshold of the elite level in his life. All he knew and was exposed to was the lowest level of knowledge.
At that time, guarding was as high as a mountain to him, an existence that could not be touched, let alone a lord or king.
What kind of fake weapon, imperial spirit, false god? The relationship with him is like watching the news broadcast at home in the first life. Gods in the sky are doing things in the sky, and it is his turn, a common man, to worry about. With this free time, it would be more practical to move a few more trucks of bricks and earn some money as a wife.
Now that he is the head of a town, he still has a lot of knowledge to add.
Sometimes Chen Xing really envies those people with talent and background who can touch the sky with just a tiptoe and soar into the sky with just a thought.
He gritted his teeth, held the determination to die, and tried his best to move forward, but he never reached the starting point of others throughout his life.
But he still refused to give up. If God didn't give him anything, he would fight for it with both hands.
Effort is not about the results, but about the process.
For example, now, he owns a town, which may not seem like much to some people, but to him, it is a milestone!
The dream of the previous life came true. The dream of this life is still being pursued.
At least, he wanted to bring back the woman named Ye Yang Bailiu. Keep him at home and give him a football team.
No, two football teams!
Her ass is so big and her milk volume is so abundant, how could she let her go so easily!
With his current financial resources, he can support a hundred and eighty people without any problem. Moreover, Ye Yang Bailiu is asked to work part-time as a teacher, and his children can be taught by themselves. She is a graduate student and practices her family's ancient martial arts, as well as both civil and martial arts. When the time comes, she will open a special school to provide one-stop services from elementary school to university.
Thinking of Ye Yang Bailiu walking up to the podium with a big belly and a pair of innocent big eyes below, he couldn't help but feel a little hot.
But it doesn’t matter, isn’t there one here now?
The pink and white peach earlobes were right in front of him. He leaned close to them and let out a breath of hot breath.
The delicate body in her arms suddenly trembled and became extremely stiff.
The happiest thing in the world is to have water to drink when you are thirsty and a pillow when you are sleepy.
But how to do this?
That is, there are drinking fountains everywhere, and pillows are placed everywhere. You can drink from whichever drinking fountain is closest, and take whichever pillow is closest.
The lives of rich people are so willful and casual.
"Come, let's play a game with my brother..."
In an instant, the stiff body seemed to have been separated from the bones, and it suddenly went limp.
