Chapter 110: Only I Have My Own Method Chapter 110 Source Energy

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi calmly poked Apollo's white belly with his finger and said, "I promised, now eat the tire seriously."

"If you don't promise me, I won't eat tires anymore." The little lizard thought itself very clever, linking the tire-eating task that had become its burden with the new demand, ensuring it would definitely gain benefits.

Chen Yi glared at it.

After a long while, the little lizard finally reacted, stood upright on its two feet, and said, "You actually promised? That's 10 kilograms of mercury."

"I know."

"Then... where is it?" It wanted to renege.

For animals that like eating metal, eating non-metal rubber, especially synthetic rubber, is as off-putting as making a lizard eat plants.

Chen Yi made a "hmph" sound, pulled out that thermometer, placed it on the pickup truck's bed, and said, "Absorb these first, we'll talk about the rest during the day. Now, eat the tire."

The little lizard looked at the tire, then at the thermometer, truly unable to decide.

Early the next morning, Chen Yi called his father's secretary, asking him to procure 200 kilograms of mercury, half left for the little lizard to eat slowly. Half was delivered to the Saint Qiao Kingdom.

This kind of thing, ordinary people buying in large quantities is somewhat inconvenient, but handled through the consortium, it is a very simple matter. The reason landlords have higher political status than the wealthy lies precisely here.

However, although in the eyes of the color-changing little lizard it is a relatively precious metal, that is relative to its former owner, an ordinary Cyber Red Robe Mage.

In the Mage Tower of the Saint Qiao Kingdom, basic materials in alchemy are not considered anything valuable.

Over 6000 gold coins per kilogram, more expensive than a single sheet of Mid-level Scroll Paper, but its volume and weight are also much greater.

Rather than going to the trouble of buying it, it's truly better to keep delivering perfume to Holy Qiao.

With such thoughts, the mercury Chen Yi obtained later, as well as the copper rings bought earlier, were all given to the Illusory Dragon as food.

A large amount of "side dish" metal, especially such delicious metal, caused the little lizard's growth speed to suddenly accelerate; in a few days, its tail grew about 10 centimeters, nearly matching its body length, looking even cuter.

The remaining half of the pickup truck, after all tires were eaten, quickly diminished; in two or three days, it was completely devoured by the grown-up little lizard.

Chen Yi took this opportunity to obtain a driver's license, then, watching the last piece of paint on the license plate being swallowed by the color-changing little lizard, he sighed and said, "Transform."

It took two weeks to swallow the entire vehicle, making his mindset completely different from the beginning—half a month's time, how could it be covered by 1 million.

The Illusory Dragon let out a deep satisfied burp, then began talking to itself: "In the name of Apollo, I humbly beg the Magic Net to accept my call, let my energy surge, let my power transform into your devout power..."

Chen Yi quietly listened to the incantation, only to see the Illusory Dragon's body getting heavier and heavier, who knows how much mass it concentrated; the ground beneath its four claws was already shattered beyond recognition, letting half its leg sink in.

The concrete floor emitted a tearing crack, like the end in a disaster movie.

Chen Yi unconsciously circulated his battle qi, and took out an Agility Scroll from his bag, sticking it on himself.

The Illusory Dragon suddenly swelled up.

Like an... enlarged pupil.

The outline of an F150 began to appear on the ground.

The rugged exterior is an innate characteristic of the pickup truck. But watching its evolution from small to large, there is a completely new feeling.

Chen Yi gradually quieted down, feeling the airflow around him, energy flow, matter flow...

This is the power of the Magic Net.

Perhaps human history is truly too short, thus unable to deeply understand the universe, understand oneself—unexpectedly, Chen Yi thought like a philosopher.

Until...

A wave of soreness and numbness startled him from his trance.

Chen Yi hurriedly calmed himself down, only to discover that his body had actually absorbed too much Magic Network Energy, and was still absorbing.

"Oh no!" Chen Yi only managed to say this one sentence, then began desperately squeezing the energy out. Like a skinny kid trying to kick an uninvited guest out of his home.

From the very beginning of Holy Knight Adult's teachings, he understood that a knight or mage, the ultimate purpose of all cultivation, is to integrate into the Magic Net.

In this process, besides enemies and resources, there will also be many dangers brought by the Magic Net itself.

He had never encountered them, and had never taken them to heart.

However, he now understands.

Wanting to integrate into the Magic Net, but instead being integrated by the Magic Net, is not a fun thing.

During that time just now, Chen Yi was indeed too focused, and too distracted.

The result is that he now actually cannot control his body.

At the same time, his body is unconsciously absorbing the Source Energy of the Magic Net.

If only absorbing a little, this is naturally a good thing—only upon reaching Kingdom Knight or Red Robe level can one draw pure Source Energy from the Magic Net, and the quantity won't be too much. If during Positive Knight stage, one can absorb the Source Power of the Magic Net, extracting energy later will naturally be easier—but when too much Source Energy is absorbed, control rights between the two parties will switch hands.

Chen Yi clearly understands, if this continues, it won't take long before his body, his flesh and blood, his cultivated battle qi, will all become part of the Magic Net.

Dust to dust, earth to earth, whose mud plays with whom.

"Can't go on like this!"

He gritted his teeth and persisted, not even able to shout a curse.

Those rampaging energies were truly too painful. And they controlled his cells.

Muscle fibers originally storing battle qi, like overnourished fat men, lay there lazily, unwilling even to contract. White blood cells in the body, which more easily absorb Source Energy, were like striking gendarmes, wandering about unwilling to work.

At the critical moment, Chen Yi closed his eyes, regardless of whether his body obeyed, recklessly repeating all movements of the Body Technique, trying to exert his power.

However, as the most basic unit storing energy, cells don't listen to him, then he is equivalent to a living dead man.

"Too absurd." Chen Yi felt he was like a black hole, and an unlucky black hole at that.

Not a single part of his whole body could move.

Chen Yi decisively calmed his heart, moving cell by cell.

A Battle Qi 1st Rank Knight actually cannot control cells. But his Source Energy was now in excess, and although he could not see the cells' movement, he could sense them through energy perception.

Chen Yi endured the pain with great effort, thinking: I refuse to believe there isn't a single one that can move.

He would not give up easily.

When facing society, rich kids might give up easily, because they know a comeback is easy. But when facing the world, aristocratic scions will not lightly speak of giving up, because he knows he may never have another chance to rise again.

When two people have equally high costs of giving up, the final decision returns once more to the individual level.

Chen Yi still persisted, clenching his teeth.

Because his cost of giving up was higher than anyone else's.

In the midst of abnormal pain, Chen Yi suddenly discovered he could still think.

Still able to think proved the nerve cells were moving, obeying commands. Clear thinking indicated the nerve cells had high activity.

Channel Source Energy into the nerve cells?

Even in such a dangerous situation, Chen Yi began to hesitate.

The most dangerous place on a person isn't the little brother, isn't the little sister, but his nerve big brother. Nerve cells are highly differentiated cells; simply put, they are cells that cease dividing and producing new ones from birth — damage one and you lose one...

Chen Yi considered carefully for three seconds, then began educating and training his own nerve cells, making them transport a small amount of Source Energy and then expel it from the body, while simultaneously praying: Don't turn me into a fool, turning into a fool doesn't drool, turning into a fool doesn't drool...

The juvenile Illusion Dragon, oblivious, still developed toward the Automobile target. If it had ended up in the United States, it would likely have sparked a new war among the Transformers, destroying another high-rise building.

It was precisely because of its existence that the Source Energy Chen Yi expelled from his body had a destination, and did not end up perpetually concentrating around his body.

And Chen Yi's body cells tempered by Source Energy, especially the nerve cells that had switched from clerical work to heavy lifting, after receiving near-abusive nourishment, saw their quality greatly improved — not only could they transport, but they could also convert a portion.

At this time, Chen Yi finally let out a slight breath of relief, and began educating the other cells of his body.

Muscle cells remained stupid as stones, epithelial cells seemed to be having a beauty festival and wouldn't move at all, liver cells, bone cells — usually too lazy to move, now even less worth counting on...

After a long while, Chen Yi's head stiffened, and he muttered to himself: "I'm really stupid. Since I can think, that proves there's oxygen supply, so blood red cells must be usable."

He hurriedly went to manipulate the blood red cells, and the latter indeed obeyed orders.

This is the difference between Pocket Skill Intermediate and Pocket Skill Initial — whether one can fully understand and control cells, meaning whether one has full mastery over the body. On the battlefield, combat ability, damage resistance, and healing ability can all be reflected thereby.

The Holy Qiao People lack a complete medical system, but they dissect corpses all the same, observe minute human bodies with magic all the same, name cells all the same... they simply walked a different path.

Chen Yi was like a plumber fixing a swimming pool — the red cells' capacity was so meager, while the Source Energy surging into his body was so vast.

Now, he did not consider at all whether he could survive, merely ceaselessly driving them to dissipate the energy within his body.

As Source Energy continuously migrated and converted into Secondary Origin Energy, Chen Yi's entire person lit up.

Those were newly produced light cells, proving their existence.

After a long while, the pickup truck's car speaker sound startled Chen Yi awake.

The Illusion Dragon roared with its 700-watt speaker: "Are you going to get in the car or not."

Chen Yi had no time to answer; first he plopped down on the ground with his buttocks.

Fortunately the Illusion Dragon had finished its transformation, otherwise he ultimately would have been drowned by the surging energy.

"The garage is so dark." The moment Chen Yi thought this, his vision had already brightened.

He distinctly felt it was a stream of energy, conducted out from his nerve cells.

"This is..." He waved his hand in the air twice, involuntarily saying: "This is magic element?"

"Secondary Source Energy is magic element." The Illusion Dragon impatiently roared again through the loudspeaker: "Are you getting in the car or not, I still want to go pick up a beauty to ride in me."

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