There was a mutation in the first evolution of the spirit ship, and I am afraid that this was absolutely unforeseen by the designers before the ancient times.
Who would have thought that Zheng Yang would find a crystal ball with lightning patterns as the core of psionic energy, and at the same time, there would be batteries on board, a modern facility that could provide lightning energy.
In addition, after the evolution of the spirit boat, the infinite reduction of spiritual energy reserves limited the resistance of the spirit boat magic circle to the lightning magic pattern, and was forced to compromise and accept the thunder and lightning magic pattern.
All kinds of coincidences caused unprecedented changes in the evolution of Zheng Yang's spiritual ship...
The power of the battery has dropped to 10%, and the reserve of new spiritual energy has only reached 400 points.
That is a set of two high-power batteries, which are larger than the batteries of new energy vehicles. According to this conversion rate, the power of a set of batteries is roughly equivalent to 500 points of psionic energy.
Zheng Yang decided to install a few more sets of batteries the next time he transforms the spirit ship. They are now equivalent to the backup psychic core, which can greatly improve the battery life of the crystal ball.
At this time, Zheng Yang also sensed that the new psionic energy was of higher quality than the old psionic energy, and 1 point of new psionic energy was equivalent to 3 points of old psionic energy. He mobilized his psionic energy to his upper body, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and waves of numbness invaded his whole body inside and out.
Fortunately, this feeling has been adapted and quickly immune. Otherwise, when Zheng Yang wanted to use his psychic energy to fight in the future, he would just be trembling there!
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Zheng Yang collected those black canvases and rolled them up again with all his strength, maybe he will need to use them again in the future.
Then Zheng Yang drove the spirit boat back to the pier overnight.
Although the seven-day free period has ended, and the berth fee of dozens of gold shields per day is very expensive, Zheng Yang still likes to berth at the sailing dock, because it is closed and managed, and the environment is quiet and will not be disturbed.
With enough psionic energy, one point can be used as three points, Zheng Yang extravagantly used psionic power to drive, all four-wheel drive, and soon returned to the sailing dock.
This time the psychic driving method was more obvious. Zheng Yang finally discovered that the so-called psychic driving method was actually using the power of the magic circle to affect the tumbling flow of sea water at the bottom of the boat, just like controlling a wave to support the boat to move.
Zheng Yang felt that it would be more vivid to call it Riding the Waves!
On the way back to the pier, the fresh water collection unit, electric water supply system and internal pipelines were also activated.
But Zheng Yang gave up the activation of the three paddle machines, because Zheng Yang knew that with the emergence of psionic drive methods, they would soon lose their use.
On the contrary, since the sub-array responsible for collecting and transforming psionic energy on the sail has been modified, it can directly collect and transform lightning energy from the void. It is a collection and transformation system connected in parallel with the solar energy transformation system and must be retained.
With the cover of the sails and the power of psionic power, the quiet sailing environment suits Zheng Yang's preferences.
"The spirit ship has evolved to level two, why hasn't the power of my bloodline been improved?"
"Does it need a subtle long-term transformation, just like before awakening?"
After Zheng Yang returned to the pier, he suddenly realized the problem.
If it takes a long time to slowly increase the power of the bloodline under the transformation of the spirit boat, Zheng Yang can't wait for it. He still has a seal in his hand that he hasn't learned yet.
"Only your own power belongs to you. Although the spiritual energy of the spirit ship can be called at any time, it still belongs to external power."
Zheng Yang has already figured out this truth.
Look at the conflicting powers just now, the Thunder and Lightning Magic Circle, the Spirit Ship Magic Circle, which one really listened to his command at the critical moment
"So, do you still want to create a meditation practice method that suits you?"
"So, how should thorns evolve?"
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It was already past midnight, Zheng Yang finished washing, and lay on the bed holding a long sword and a shotgun, with a desert eagle in his waist.
In the middle of the night, dark shadows enveloped the spirit ship...
Familiar feeling, lingering fog.
Zheng Yang was taken aback for a moment, and found that only Changjian boarded the ghost ship with him, and neither the shotgun nor the Desert Eagle was brought in.
He tried to summon the ship spirit again, but still couldn't.
"Can you only use your own strength?"
Zheng Yang walked forward more than ten steps and escaped from the fog.
He was back on the bow deck this time.
Zheng Yang heaved a sigh of relief for not being sent directly to those passages.
With the long sword out of its sheath, Zheng Yang felt a sudden movement in his heart. He threw the scabbard far away, and then walked towards the side of the ship step by step with the sword in hand.
The ship's side was only twenty or thirty meters wide, and Zheng Yang couldn't see the end at a glance.
And the huge deck at the bow is only the smallest part of the hull. In the middle of it, I don't know how many times bigger.
On the ship's side, Zheng Yang tried to look down at the sea surface, but he only saw a dark abyss, with no sea water at all. He remembered that when he heard the sound of water on the deck for the first time and the second time, it should be the fish monsters boarding the ship.
"So, I don't know how many layers of cabins there are below the deck!"
Zheng Yang really couldn't imagine how big this ghost ship was. Anyway, he saw that the edge of the ship's gunwale was as thick as a magnificent city wall.
Along the side of the ship, keeping a distance from those buildings, Zheng Yang walked nearly 100 meters, and saw a passage leading to the lower deck under those buildings. The entrance of the passage was several times higher than the entrance and exit of the subway station in his previous life.
Zheng Yang looked up at the castle-like towering buildings, then at the entrance of the passage, and finally gritted his teeth and walked slowly.
After an expedition, his courage was obviously stronger.
As soon as he approached the entrance of the passage, Zheng Yang felt the eerie feeling below. Because I don't know how far behind the entrance of the passage there is a ship's light, emitting a faint blood-colored light, making the entrance of the passage look like a monster's bloody mouth, and also like the entrance of hell.
Zheng Yang invoked his psychic energy and walked down the wide steps step by step on guard. In the dead silence, there was only the sound of his own slight footsteps.
After walking the steps, there are two criss-cross corridors. On the wall more than 100 meters away on the left hand side, there is a ship lantern hanging.
Farther away, maybe two meters away, or three hundred meters away, there are also ship lights. The blood-colored lights made these corridors look like they existed in large underground tombs, which was very ominous.
Step~step~step~
Footsteps came from the stairs on the next floor around the corner, and something came up from the second floor.
Judging from the strength of the footsteps, at least the person who came was not some kind of giant, and was about the size of a normal person.
Zheng Yang took a few steps, facing the coming battle head-on.
It was a person who used to be, now only skin and bones remained, causing the clothes on his body to be baggy. On its face as thin as a skeleton, the eyeballs no longer exist, but there is a faint blood-red light emitting from the eye sockets.
Is this a starving ghost
Let's just treat it as a starving ghost.
Zheng Yang took a few steps back into the corridor to make room.
The starving ghost was holding a thin sword in his hand, and he obviously saw Zheng Yang at this time, although he didn't know how it looked because it had no eyes.
I saw it take a few steps alternately with both feet, quickly walked the last step, and then...
This guy actually raised his rapier, bouncing sideways and doing fake moves.
Is this fencing
Zheng Yang swung his long sword with pure speed and no moves. A three-meter-long flame shot out from the blade, forming a four-meter-long fire sword.
In just an instant, the fire sword cut the starved ghost into two pieces, and a white light shot from the flying ash to Zheng Yang's head...