The first plane has been determined, Angel hits the iron while it still hot and goes into a state of ditation again.
After the previous cutting, his ntal space was no longer dark, but a shining plane. It seems in the nothingness. He can travel through with his ntal force at will and would not be blocked by the plane at all. He can really feel as if it actually exists.
This plane is made by the special techniques found in the < Singularity Scattering diation >. It will never disappear as long as Angel wills it. Although this is only a simple plane, it is located in his ntal space. It is very difficult to accurately locate the spatial coordinates in his originally chaotic ntal space. But with this plane, the positioning of the coordinates will no longer be difficult.
Moreover, it contains countless sets of data. When another plane appears, whether it is parallel or intersecting, more sets of data will be derived.
This is what makes the 36-Bit Spatial Coordinate System Positioning thod unique!
For the first plane, Angel has successfully completed.
For the second plane, the calculations begin imdiately.
The thirty-six regions and seven planes go from simple to difficult very quickly. It is now many tis more difficult than the first plane to calculate the three coordinate points of the second plane.
A lot of data bursts out of Angel’s mind like fireworks. Numbers and formulas pop up thinly, and the logic turned into countless tiny people. These tiny people catch the data sets when needed, connect the necessary formulas, and then piece together the whole. Based on a great deal of knowledge, they interweave the light points Angel needs with vast amounts of knowledge as the base!
Five minutes!
This ti Angel persisted for five minutes and the huge number of data sets ca to an abrupt end when Angel collapsed and fainted on the ground.
Angel doesn’t know how long after before he woke up again. While there is still an impression. He takes advantage of this to express the previously calculated points with the big sets of data and records it in the Holographic Tablet. Then regardless of his own fatigue. He continued to search for the points he was looking for based on the big sets of data just now.
Angel spent a full three days to find three coordinate points for the second plane. During this period, dizziness alone accounted for more than half of the ti. All other ti was spent on calculations.
Angel went to sleep with a satisfied smile when he saw the second glittering plane in his ntal space.
As soon as he slept, Angel lay there another two days and one night.
When Angel awoke, the early days of the Month of Cold had ended. Holding an empty stomach, Angel vaguely took out so dried food in a daze and swallowed it with boiling water.
Another tasteless al.
The night moon and stars shine down on the plane and Angel hungrily eats like a starved ghost. He sits on his porch, enjoying the sight of the lush mistletoe, and drinks sweet milk for his al.
The cool wind was blowing, accompanied by the strong fragrance of grass and trees. Angel was in a much more peaceful mood after drinking the sweet milk. Until Shalem’s call ca from outside the fence.
Shalem’s voice? Was this an illusion?
“Angel, hey Angel!” Shalem’s tender and high pitched voice called out while filled with excitent.
Angel turned his head and saw him at the end of the street from afar. Shalem was dressed in a pure white robe with no hood. He was like a handso child wrapped in bed sheets and greeted him with pure jubilation. This scene was very funny.
There was also a man next to Shalem. By the moonlight, he saw a handso face alternating between the light and dark.
Baruba, the barbarian.
Angel recalls what Shalem said the other day, about having him contact Baruba for him. He thought he was just asking for Baruba’s address, but Shalem took Baruba directly to his door!
Shalem also saw Angel in his yard, and he felt even happier.
Angel did not greet them when he first saw them. Instead, he poured the milk onto the roots of the mistletoe tree. Then he picked up the bottle and pretended to throw it in the glove box. Making it seem as if he coincidentally found the bottle.
Finally, he did not forget to wipe his lips with his sleeves to ensure there were no milk stains left and went to the front of the yard to say hello to Shalem.
At this mont, he was very glad the Tree of Eternity’s leaves had blocked most of the stars and moons. Enabling him to unwittingly destroy the evidence in the dark curtain of night.
Shalem was really unaware of Angel’s movents and was happily looking from left to right.
It was his first visiting Apprentice Town and Angel’s residence. He was curious about everything.
“Angel, I brought Baruba with .”
Angel pulled out a hooked oil lamp from the glove box and hooked it on the doorpost. With a little twist, the light from the lamp scattered.
Hanging the oil lamp on the doorpost, Angel turned and looked at Baruba.
The dim light from the oil lamp made Baruba’s figure taller. Although his upper body is still bare, and wearing only a pair of black close-fitting hemp trousers. The only thing that changed now is he wears armour. But only shoulder armour, his two indescribable points are still exposed.
At this point, Baruba’s dark face showed an expression of urgency and expectation.
“Good evening.” Angel’s attitude is limited to etiquette, with no heat or alienation.
Baruba seems to have made few greetings in life. For a mont, he doesn’t know how to respond, and can only nod his head slightly.
“I’ve already asked about Miss Flora for you. She has been busy with an epidemic recently and can’t get away from it. So it has beco inconvenient to teach you right now.” Angel continues: “But she gave a guidance thod and asked to hand it over to you on her behalf.”
Baruba was a little relieved to learn there was a guidance thod for him to learn, but he was still a little disappointed that Flora would not be teaching him.
“Is Lord Flora not in the organization right now?”
Angel thought about the response and answered, “Well, you could say she is spending most of her days outside now.”
Baruba looked disappointed but did not notice the inconsistencies in Angel’s words.
“I’ll help give you the guidance thod on your way out.” Angel paused and turned to ask, “Would you like to co in and sit down? I have… so boiled water here.” Angel wanted to say milk, but he quickly caught himself.
“No.” Baruba refused.
Originally Shalem wanted to go in and sit down to talk with Angel, but when he heard Baruba’s refusal, he couldn’t add anything more.
Angel went back to the room and got the guidance thod.
Shalem stood in the yard, observing the mistletoe and crouching under the fence from ti to ti. Looking at the faint magic pattern on the fence.
“Apprentice Town is great. I’m going to try to co here as early as possible. I’ll live next door to Angel then!” Angel quietly cheered him on from the bottom of his heart.
Soon Angel took out the guidance thod and handed over the thin booklet to Baruba.
After getting the guidance thod, Baruba gave a sigh of relief. These days, when he saw his peers were practising, such as Orlando, and even succeeding in practice by becoming First Level Apprentices. Witnessing these scenes made Baruba’s heart very anxious even though it did not visibly show on his face. This ti, although he still didn’t see Flora, it was worth it to just get the guidance thod.
“Thank you.” Baruba gave a solemn half-bow and said, “I will keep my promise. As long as you ntion it, no matter what price, I will pay it.”
Angel looked at Baruba’s solemn expression and sighed slightly as he rembered the tragic ending he had long been dood to. He wanted to say it was just a matter of raising his hand, but with Baruba’s character, it can be guessed that he would not stop here. Human debt is always the hardest to repay. Angel knows this, so he has no intention of rejecting Baruba’s proposal.
Angel pondered for a mont and said, “Well, Shalem and Nausica live in the crypt, and they’re always a little unsafe. You have a high battle force, so please do what you can to protect them.”
This request is not excessive, so Baruba did not hesitate to nod.
After their conversation, Baruba stopped talking, and Angel didn’t know what else to say. Suddenly, there was so silence on the porch, and the atmosphere beca a bit awkward.
Angel turned and looked at Shalem… Now, instead of listening to their conversation. He seed to be imrsed in his own thoughts.
The smile on Shalem’s face could not be contained. He seed to have sothing to say to others, but he did not know what topic to use in order to express his own joy.
Angel smiled from the bottom of his heart, walked up to him and asked. “Shalem, have you already felt the ntal force?”
Shalem looked in surprise and asked. “How did you know?”
Angel pointed to his face: “Your thoughts are shown all over your face.”
Shalem scratched his head with embarrassnt. “Hey, it was just this afternoon that I broke through.”
“By the way, Miss Nausica can reach a state of silence now. Although she has not found the ntal force yet. She can abandon miscellaneous thoughts, aning her ntal force will show up sooner or later.” Shalem said, “She also told to say thanks for helping her last ti. She was able to get into the state of ‘silence’… Angel, you are really great. Not only does your ntal force show up faster than ours, but you can also guide others to show their ntal force!”
At that mont, when he heard that Nausica had also been shown ntal force. Baruba had beco more excited and could not sit still. He squeezed the book in his hand and went to the oil lamp to begin reading by the dim light.
As soon as he opened the book, he saw a row of neat common texts. There is no grandiose expression, nor the mainstream pursuit of the flowery text. It just looked like squares, looking clean and beautiful.
“Is this the text written by Lord Flora? It’s very unique.” Baruba secretly said.
As Baruba flipped through the guidance thod, Shalem told Angel about Orlando again.
“I went to ask Orlando, and he said he had indeed promoted to First Level Apprentice. I did not expect him to silently walk in front of us all.” Shalem shows a look of envy.
“Maybe sothing is motivating him to keep pushing himself forward.” Angel wondered.
Angel and Shalem had exchanged their respective practice experiences before he and Baruba left Apprentice Town.
After the two of them had left, Angel had no desire to rest. After a mont of silence to mourn for the lost milk on the mistletoe, he returned to the quiet room. Ready to open up the third plane.
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