Research

The wide yellow dirt road, due to last night's heavy rain, became muddy.

A group of burly men with bare upper bodies, covered in mud, were singing and pushing a large cart stuck in the middle of the road.

"Hey... hey! Give it your all!"

"Yo ho, yo ho! Yo ho, yo ho..."

Accompanied by the creaking sound, the cart full of grain was gradually pulled out of the big pit, and this big pit in the middle of the road caused the entire convoy to stop.

A few people standing on the side of the road in the distance were chatting in low voices.

"Chief, is that young man in the car really that powerful?" Raising his fist to reveal his strong biceps, a burly man whispered, "Judging from his appearance, he probably hasn't even grown a full beard yet..."

The metaphor among the men made everyone riding a horse burst into knowing laughter.

With a crisp sound, the whip that suddenly appeared whipped the bald head of this burly man, leaving a deep bloodstain on the top of his head.

"Don't want to live anymore! If you want to die, I'll dig a hole and bury you now!" With a roar of fear, Guard Commander Hagel angrily waved his whip and fiercely whipped the bald man.

Unlike joking, Hagel with an iron blue face shut everyone else up.

"Final warning, anyone who dares to gossip about the wizard in the car, slit your own throat! Don't f***ing harm the entire convoy!"

Hagel's low and solemn roar made the smiles on everyone's faces stiff.

The bald man whipped off his horse and did not dare to wipe the blood on his head, but his face showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

Hagel, dressed in full armor, immediately narrowed his eyes and stared straight at him. Seeing this, the burly bald man shrank his neck and lowered his head reluctantly.

"Uncle Hagel, is that wizard very powerful?" The attendant who had always followed Hagel asked curiously, voicing most of the doubts.

Hagel's pupils suddenly contracted, and he turned his gaze to the back of the convoy, where the luxurious carriage was hundreds of meters away.

With a somewhat frightened expression, Hagel frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Not very powerful, but extremely powerful! Because the badge he wears is higher than the old monster level of Black River Valley!"

Exclamations...

Hagel, with fear in his eyes, quickly ran to the middle of the convoy with his attendant. After learning that Raymond, who was sitting in the car, had not come out again after breakfast, he once again instructed the knights guarding the car to be extremely careful and not disturb the wizard inside. Then he rode his horse to the rear of the convoy.

Raymond, sitting in the car, saw a wry smile on Hagel's face through the blurred car window after Hagel left.

Yesterday, after he stated his requirement to go together, he was warmly welcomed by the convoy and became the most honored guest in the convoy. The most luxurious and comfortable carriage in the convoy was immediately vacated and became Raymond's private room.

The shrewd and capable Guard Commander Hagel also sent two slender maidservants with shy faces to serve Raymond at the campsite, but Raymond politely refused.

But what amazed Raymond was that the attitude of all the people in the convoy towards him was a bit over respectful. Whenever he appeared anywhere, people who saw him would bow.

And those ordinary carters, even more, did not dare to face Raymond directly. They would lower their heads and bow from a distance until Raymond left before standing up.

After careful observation for less than a day, if the eyes of the guards in the convoy were frightened, then the eyes of the ordinary carters were fearful.

Raymond, who did not know why he was treated this way, did not dare to ask the reason rashly and could only stay in his carriage as much as possible. Unless necessary, he would hide in the car to continue studying the magical book.

The booklet with only nine pages became Raymond's research object on the road.

When Raymond studied this book every day, the white light that had appeared in this book could no longer be seen by Raymond.

The thick book, the strange writing on the cover, would appear every time Raymond turned the pages. When touched, one could feel the unevenness. Even when Raymond faced the entire book and memorized these symbols, the whole book would faintly heat up.

The previous nine symbols were relatively simple, so on the second day after Raymond joined the convoy, Raymond successfully made the last symbol on the fourth page appear.

But when it came to memorizing the tenth symbol, Raymond fell into agony.

For ten consecutive days, the complexity of the last symbol on the fourth page suddenly increased.

The previous symbols, after Raymond carefully identified them, knew that the previous nine symbols were composed of dozens of intersecting and intertwined lines.

But the number of lines that made up the tenth symbol increased exponentially, more than double the number of lines in the previous symbols.

And the chip was of no help in memorizing the symbols in this book.

Even though Raymond could see these symbols in the pages of the book, in the records of the chip, the entire book was blank paper without any lines, let alone the symbols composed of lines.

Even the strange writing on the cover of the book could not be found in the chip's records.

And the reason for this bizarre situation, Raymond also analyzed logically through the chip and concluded that all the symbols in this book did not exist on the pages, but were a visual illusion.

The gene chip with only physical logic analysis and memory functions, powerful enough to observe microscopic matters like cells, was powerless in the face of illusions.

And when Raymond memorized these symbols, the chip could detect that the surrounding air contained trace amounts of active substances that were absorbed by Raymond's body as he memorized these symbols, strengthening his flesh.

The chip was also somewhat vague in its judgment of these active substances in the air.

Because the composition of these active substances was very complex, and according to the chip's detection results, if the quantity of these active substances reached a certain level, it would cause serious harm to the human body.

But so far, after these active substances entered Raymond's body, they had been improving Raymond's physique every day. The most direct manifestation was that Raymond's sleep time was shortening.

But Raymond ate the red fruit of that big tree in the forest, and the improvement of that red fruit on Raymond's body was detectable. So whether it was because of the red fruit of the man-face or the active substances in the air that was improving his body, even the chip could not accurately distinguish.

The tenth symbol on the opened page seemed a little blurred. Raymond frowned and sighed inwardly, "It seems that gene chips are not omnipotent..."