Greem stayed in the alchemy laboratory for 6 hours before coming out.
But at the moment when he came out, his originally surging mental power was completely exhausted, and he was a little shaky when he walked.
Back in the bedroom on the fourth floor, Greem immediately started his daily meditation.
Five hours of continuous deep meditation once again made him full of energy, and also brought him a slight increase in mental power of 0.0005 points. Although this kind of increase is slow, but persisting for many years can also make his strength increase a lot.
However, the increase in spiritual power brought about by daily meditation is not static. When the mental power grows to a certain level, the effect of meditation will gradually decrease. Therefore, there are many guys who want to become a second-level wizard by accumulating over time, but almost none of them succeed.
Otherwise, there are so many first-level wizards whose lifespan can be extended to two or three hundred years, but only a handful of them can become second-level wizards. One of the most important reasons is the shackles of the rules!
When advancing to the rank of wizard, almost every wizard needs to condense their own core of consciousness, and the degree to which this core fits with the laws of the plane also limits the upper limit of their spiritual power.
Daily meditation is a subtle process of constantly assimilating the core of consciousness with the laws of the plane!
However, this process has its limit, which is greatly affected by the rule structure in the core. If the wizard himself does not improve his understanding of the rules of his talent, then it will be difficult for the core of consciousness to grow to the limit. Therefore, only by working hard to master the rules can we continuously increase the threshold and total amount of the core of consciousness, just like digging a pool. The deeper and more comprehensive the rules are understood and mastered, the bigger the pool will be dug.
And daily meditation is like constantly filling the pool with water. When the water is not full, you can obviously feel the water line rise. But if the pattern of the pool does not change, the water will always be filled one day. At that time, it was the moment when the wizard had a headache and his strength could no longer improve.
But understanding and mastering the rules is not so easy...
Rules are always illusory. Some people can experience the existence of rules by practicing witchcraft over and over again, some can verify the existence of rules through rigorous witchcraft experiments, and some people can directly perceive the existence of rules...
Witchcraft spells can be memorized and mastered through practice over and over again, and witchcraft knowledge can be recorded, circulated and passed down with books and knowledge crystals. But only the understanding of the world's rules, but there is no good way to spread and pass it on.
So far, the only thing that can achieve this is the bloodline inheritance of bloodline wizards.
Guys with bloodline talents can't intercept the rules of the world and pass them on, so they can only embed some vague fragments of their own consciousness into the bloodline inheritance. In this way, with the continuous dedication of countless bloodline wizards for thousands of years, latecomers can easily and easily obtain these precious inheritance of consciousness through the traction of bloodlines.
With the guidance and demonstration of the predecessors, the progress of the blood wizard is of course extremely fast.
This also makes the bloodline wizards have always been the most powerful group of people in the wizarding world. If it weren't for the influence of bloodline shackles, bloodline wizards might become the largest faction in the wizarding world.
It's a pity that success is also blood, and defeat is also blood!
The bloodline shackles are like a noose around the necks of all bloodline wizards. As they continue to progress, the noose gets tighter. One day, they will be stuck at a certain stage in extreme pain, and they will not be able to move forward even after a hundred years of hard work!
Compared with bloodline wizards, elemental wizards pay more attention to the understanding and understanding of the rules of the world. Although there is no guidance, there is no insurmountable threshold. That's why Greem devoted himself to the ranks of elemental wizards without hesitation back then.
What he needs to do now, on the one hand, is to constantly meditate and accumulate witchcraft knowledge, and on the other hand, he needs to repeatedly temper his spiritual power. The semi-elementalization of his body allowed him to easily cross the threshold of a first-level wizard, and if he wanted to become a second-level wizard, he had to also elementalize his mental power.
And for this, it is inevitable to borrow the mysterious lava sea at the bottom of Wuta!
It's just that the conditions are not yet ripe, so he can't use the lava sea to temper his mental strength for the time being. As for the main reason for the delay in his actions, it was the mutation that the body of flames was assimilated by different kinds of energy that occurred when the Balrog Heart was unsealed last time.
At present, he is still carefully assessing the impact of this mutation on himself, so it also affects the process of elementalization of mental power.
Thinking of this, Greem raised his right hand to silently mobilize the energy in the Balrog's heart, guiding it to his right hand. In an instant, the slender and flexible right hand just now was covered with a layer of mysterious black substance that shone with metallic luster, like the palm of a demon.
This layer of mysterious substance is hard to the touch, able to resist the stabbing and chopping of sharp weapons, and also resist elemental attacks below fifteen degrees. And as the energy continued to increase, Greem's right hand was like a monster that was constantly alienating. The palm was expanding and growing, and the fingers were constantly stretching and thickening amidst the crackling sound. The most obvious change is the nails, twisted and mutated in the rapid growth, the ends become more and more sharp, and the curved arcs are like sharp daggers.
Greem took out a black-striped dagger from his storage belt, and used it to slash the palm of his right hand a few times, sparking sparks, but the black palm was unscathed. It wasn't until Greem took out another enchanted dagger and stabbed it hard against his palm that he felt a slight pain.
Judging from this point, once all the mutations of the Flame Body are completed, his body will be completely immune to attacks from ordinary weapons, and only enchanted weapons can bring him partial damage.
But not all the benefits brought to him by the alien energy!
Greem took out a mirror and opened his mouth to take a picture.
The original white and neat teeth have been replaced by white interlaced sharp teeth. As soon as he opened his mouth, a strong sulfur breath began to diffuse in the room.
It took a long time until Greem dissipated the alien energy, and the mutation just now slowly disappeared.
"Chip, have you recorded the process just now? Have you ever found any good solution?"
"Drip, the alienation process has been recorded, and the elemental changes in the body during the main body's mutation are being analyzed... This mutation will help the main body adapt to the pure flame energy in the Balrog's heart faster, so it is not recommended for the main body to block the mutation, because That will reduce the fit between the subject's body and the flame energy..."
Greem couldn't help feeling speechless after hearing the chip's suggestion.
After all, the chip is not him, and everything is based on the maximization of functions as the evolutionary goal. As for Greem's insistence on the human body, the chip has a completely different understanding from him for the first time.
Perhaps this is the fragile side of human beings!
Greem laughed at himself helplessly, then left the bedroom and returned to the experiment area on the fifth floor.
This time he went to no longer the alchemy laboratory, but another small bio-transformation room.
Compared with the precision, meticulousness, cleanliness and elegance of the alchemy laboratory, the bio-transformation room is much more eerie. On each of the huge stone platforms, there are creatures and monsters of completely different types and types, many of which are already incomplete, with obvious signs of surgery on their bodies.
Sensing Greem's arrival, a silver-white humanoid puppet with a height of only 1.8 meters came to stand in front of him respectfully.
Looking at the blood-stained knives and sawtooth on the mechanical arm of the engineering assistant puppet, Greem couldn't help but ask, "How is the treatment of experimental subjects 1 and 2?"
"Experiment No. 1 has been cleaned up, and the vitality of Experiment No. 2 is still declining. Currently, only 87% of the body functions are retained..."
The two 'people' talked while walking, and soon came to a huge stone platform.
On the stone platform, a hill-like demonized spider crawled there, its head had disappeared, and the huge abdomen behind it had also shriveled. However, the huge body and the black and shiny sharp limbs placed there can still bring a sense of terrifying oppression to the visitors.
Although Tula the Demon Hunting Spider is dead, its remnant body is still of great value!
Its four pairs of spider legs are as sharp as enchanted weapons. If they are handed over to enchanters or alchemists, they will definitely be able to dig out their maximum power and transform them into suitable witch weapons.
As for the old spider's back shell, I don't know what kind of material it is made of. It is not only flexible but also has excellent magic resistance. If they were transformed into small hand shields, they would be so light that even wizards could pick them up.
And in the body of the old spider, a huge poisonous gland, a poisonous sac and a huge silk sac were dug out.
These things must have completely different effects in the hands of different wizards. And Greem is not good at handling witchcraft materials, so he can only give them to Gargamel. After all, Gargamel was also a pharmacist, and the old spider's poison glands and poison sacs would definitely increase his poison reserves, making the poison he prepared more powerful.
As expected, Gargamel lived up to Greem's expectations. He soaked in a mysterious potion, which made the silk sac start to spin out continuously. Although it hadn't vomited 1 meter in ten days, after Gargamel's inspection, this strange thread was not only silky and soft, but also had a good hand feel, and was also extremely tough, even ordinary magic weapons were difficult to cut off.
In addition, this strange thread can also absorb magic elements within 10 degrees, and isolate spiritual power from detection.
This also means that if a set of underwear is made with this kind of different silk, it can increase the wizard's elemental resistance by 10 degrees for no reason, and is immune to the wizard's passive spiritual perception.
In this way, even if encountering wizards whose spiritual power is higher than their own, the wearer does not have to worry about his mental state being seen through.
After all, active spiritual power detection is a kind of hostile behavior among wizards!