After chatting with Xilin in the hall for a while, Garen sent her away. After eating, he went back to his room to practice exercises. Now all he practices are energy mechanic exercises, and Panying Claws can't help it Moving forward, you must have a unique mech to resonate.
This kind of life has lasted for nearly two years, calculating the third-level training question bank of the energy mechanic every day.
Sitting cross-legged in an independent practice room, Garen carefully calculated the large number of calculation models displayed on the walls around him, and at the same time repeatedly superimposed with his consciousness. During the process of such complex calculations, he could feel His own consciousness is gradually changing, becoming more adept at calculation, the consciousness that emerges from the energy machinist mark is completely different from the consciousness of Panying Claw.
The eagle's sharp claws were entrenched in both arms, like two groups of cold black air currents, which Garen could easily identify by looking inside many times.
And the consciousness of an energy mechanic is a kind of fuzzy air mass that makes people unable to distinguish the shape, sometimes it is round, sometimes it is square, and most of the time it is a distorted irregular air mass. The inside is transparent without any color. If you don't look carefully, you can't see its existence at all. Moreover, the energy mechanic's consciousness cluster exists in the void at the back of the head, not in the human body at all.
This made Garen completely overturn the common sense of all the consciousness training methods he had learned before.
In the white room, Garen sat cross-legged and slightly closed his eyes. Two transparent thorns slowly floated behind him and on the back of his head, exuding a faint transparent gas, constantly floating upwards.
"Intelligence has already reached eight points, and every further increase will require 60 points of potential, and now there are more than 30 points left, which is not enough. We must find the Zhiyin walking stick as soon as possible!"
He has been looking for the whereabouts of Zhiyin's walking stick for the past few years, and found some clues through various channels, but because he needs to get his own mecha first, he can't get out to find it himself.
With the ongoing war between the White Light and Black Disk domains, extremely dangerous encounters are possible all over the Radiation Belt. It's far more dangerous than before.
After cross-legged calculations and practice for a while, he felt that the energy machinist's consciousness had increased a little bit. Garen opened his eyes in satisfaction, but found that the time was flying fast. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark outside. up. Along the window, you can see a black shuttle-shaped warship patrolling slowly not far from the sky, and the surface is covered with a lot of flashing lights.
Garen exhaled, and took out a black key from his pocket. There was only one spike on the key. No matter how you looked at it, this key looked too simple, and it didn't seem to be used to open the door at all. What's the matter? The door will only need a sawtooth to open, which will not prevent thieves at all.
Every time he finished his practice and calculation, he would take out this key to carefully figure out and check it. Intuition told him that this key was not that simple.
Through the spikes of various high-tech instruments, Garen discovered that the material of this key is very hard, and nothing can destroy it.
Holding the key and flipping through the palm of his hand repeatedly, suddenly.
Garen froze, he held the lower end of the key, put it upright in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully.
Every detail of this key has been completely remembered in his mind in the past few years, and he is so familiar with it that he can't be more familiar with it.
But now, there is an extremely small black rhombus pattern on the key, only the size of a grain of rice, which looks very complicated and even dizzy.
Garen observed the pattern carefully. It looked like many patterns of flowers superimposed together, and also like many strange symbols combined in a pile, giving people a mysterious and ancient feeling.
As he continued to focus on this pattern.
Suddenly, a white light burst out from the pattern, divided into two beams fiercely and precisely, and shot into Garen's eyes.
hum.
An inexplicable feeling of dizziness appeared in Garen's mind. His eyes were white, and he felt dizzy and light-headed.
His eyes were covered by white light, and he couldn't see anything. Only his ears could hear the slight sound of breaking through the air, as if he was flying at a high speed. But the skin does not feel any real air flow.
After a long time, after he slowly got used to the spot caused by the white light in front of him, he didn't know what was going on, and stood in front of a small white wooden door with a complicated flower-like pattern engraved on it, but Garen never Never seen this flower.
"Welcome to the Energy Machinist Alliance." A crisp girl's voice came from the door.
"This is a place for energy machinists to communicate. Your area is the mother planet a54, and there are 789 people there. You are the 790th newly joined official energy machinist. Please keep your identity key safe. If you miss any, Please go to the Energy Machinist Branch of Central College to make a replacement. Thank you for your cooperation and wish you a happy day."
The female voice faded away.
The door in front of Garen opened with a click.
Outside, a lively fountain and pool square appeared in front of him. The people coming and going in different clothes did not look like people from one place, but more like a mixture of different races from many countries and nationalities. Their skin color was white and black. Yellow and red, there are all kinds of colors, and Garen even saw two humans with lizard tails squatting on a small stall and bargaining with the stall owner.
A burst of lively voices poured into the door, which made him slightly startled.
Trying to get out of the small door, Garen put away the key and looked at the sky and surroundings.
The sky is a very ordinary blue sky and white clouds, but there is no sun, but it is still very bright. I don't know where the light comes from.
Surrounding it is a small ring-shaped town structure, surrounded by ordinary single-storey houses that are neither high nor short, with gray-brown cloth of different patterns hanging on the sides of the houses, fluttering slightly in the wind. The strange thing is that when Garen saw these cloths, he could recognize the meaning of the patterns on the cloths. These cloths were all the names of various shops.
"Can you stay out of the way?"
A voice sounded from his right. It was a dark-skinned woman with a white turban. She was tall and thin, almost as thin as a mummy.
Garen stepped aside in shock and watched the woman walk past him towards a shop on the left.
He himself was standing by the steps to the left of the main entrance of the shop.
"Is this place a hallucination or..." Garen frowned, carefully distinguishing his body.
Soon he found that the core of life secret martial arts in his body was gone, and the soul seed also disappeared. Obviously, this place is purely like a virtual community.
"Real illusion simulation?"
He began to slowly imitate other people and walked around the circular shops in the small town. There were many people entering and leaving the shops, but the flow of people before the stalls on the ground was even more. On the fountain square among dozens of shops, densely packed There are more and more small stalls, and it seems that as time goes by, more and more people set up stalls.
Garen tried to walk towards the door of a shop.
But he found a transparent barrier blocking him, and a bald man beside him strode up the steps and glanced at him contemptuously.
"Want to enter the store without money? You idiot."
Garen was not angry, as if he hadn't heard it at all, and continued to explore everything here.
He started by trying all the dozens of circular shops around the square, but found that he couldn't get into any of them. And as time goes by, some shops will suddenly disappear instantly, and then other shops will automatically move closer and expand themselves like building blocks to fill the gap left by this shop.
"It's amazing." Garen tried to break off a corner of the wall at the edge of the shop, but found that it was extremely hard and he couldn't break it off. It seems that it is enforced by the rules here that it cannot be broken.
"This idiot is still here, how stupid, he actually wants to break the wall stone here?" The bald head just happened to walk out of the shop again, followed by a beautiful woman with a charming face, the two hugged each other tightly, seemingly intimate walk together.
Garen glanced at him and ignored him.
"Why does the alliance even have such country pigs? It's annoying to look at." The bald head cursed arrogantly.
Another thin red-skinned man was about to enter the shop at this time, but he pushed it away casually.
"Get out of the way, he is so upset when he sees the red ghost."
The red-skinned man remained silent, not daring to reply.
The bald head walked out braggingly, and walked towards another shop.
Garen looked up at the shop's cloth, information point.
Obviously a place to sell information.
He tried to go in again, but unfortunately the transparent light curtain blocked him.
"Don't bother, you can't enter the store without money, and the funds on you will be automatically detected here." The red-skinned man who was pushed away just now said to Gallon with a wry smile. Walking towards Garen from the steps of the shop entrance.
"Is this your first time here?" His common accent is very standard, obviously there is some kind of translation system here.
"Yes." Garen nodded. "Excuse me, what exactly is this place?"
"You'll know as soon as you come here a few times." The red-skinned man whispered. "This is a small trading market for alliance energy machinists. It is a virtual market that only trades knowledge and technology. It is a knowledge market. However, there will be an item market in a while, and then there will be a real crowd. You can trade directly. items."
"Knowledge Bazaar? Item Bazaar?" Garen frowned, "Is this an alliance of energy machinists?"
"Of course, all energy machinists will be automatically issued a guidance key by the guide, and can enter this virtual world and conduct various transactions. This is where the real secret of the energy mechanic is. Only the energy mechanic can enter here, and everyone else There is no way to get in or out." The red-skinned man explained in a low voice, "You came in here for the first time, and you didn't have your mentor with you, so be careful when you buy and sell."
"Who are the people participating in the market here? Are they all from the same area?" Garen continued to ask, it was rare to meet someone who was willing to answer his doubts.
"No, the people here may be from anywhere, and even some faces may not be real. There are expensive face-changing tools that can modify themselves. The people here may come from nearby planets, star fields, or even passing by. The energy mechanic in the spaceship caravan, anyway, everything is possible." The red-skinned man shook his head.
"Thank you for your explanation, I haven't asked for your name yet."
"Orsay, my name is Orsay, and there is a long list of surnames behind it, there is no need to report it. I am an energy mechanic in the caravan passing by here, and there is only three levels." The red-skinned man smiled wryly, "Three A super energy machinist is the lowest level here."
"I'm Garen, can't I, the third level is actually the bottom?" Garen was taken aback. He has worked hard on calculation for two years, and he is only at the second level, and he has not even reached the third level, but the person in front of him actually said that the third level is only the lowest level.
"That's true, there is no way, there is no good energy mark, I use the lowest-grade wasp mark, and the auxiliary calculation is only three times. It can only create the lowest-level scout wasp." Orsay smiled bitterly again, "Higher The energy mechanic mark is too expensive. Our caravan gathered all the funds to buy me such an ordinary mark, and the energy mechanic is simply a profession that burns money."
"Energy mark? What is that?" Garen heard of this thing for the first time.
"Isn't it? You don't even know the mark of the energy weapon!?" Orsay's expression suddenly became weird this time. "Which teacher taught you? Without the assistance of the energy mechanic imprint, our energy mechanic's computing power will never even try to enter the third floor!"
Garen was slightly taken aback. Sure enough, his Grandmaster felt that he might be lacking something. Unexpectedly, the facts completely confirmed his conjecture. Indeed, what he lacked seemed to be an essential thing for an energy mechanic—the imprint of an energy mechanic. .
"Let's go, let's go have a drink first. I've convinced you. Your mentor let you in without even giving you basic knowledge." Orsay shook his head helplessly.
The two of them entered a tavern-like shop at the very edge one after the other, and Orsay seemed to have paid Garen so that he could finally enter the shop.
The tavern is very big, a large area the size of a football field, filled with white tables and chairs of the same size, and some people are sitting sparsely, and they are sitting very far apart, and no voice can be heard from them. Obviously there is soundproofing.
The two found a place by the wall and sat down, and Orsay tapped on the table.
"I'd like two ales. Hot."
With a swish, two cups of steaming light brown ale appeared in front of the two of them instantly. They were both large cups, with a lot of foam pouring out continuously, and they disappeared automatically when they were about to fall on the table.
"Thank you." Garen nodded. There was no waiter here. It seemed that there was an automatic program controlling it.
(end of this chapter)