Now, this mechanical snail has turned into a mechanical plant, and is actually performing photosynthesis?
"Initially, this computer used bioelectricity, and now, it's using light energy?" Fu Qingjun was astonished.
He picked up a round mechanical snail in the coral city and scrutinized it repeatedly.
"Is this solar charging?"
It indeed made things much more convenient.
Even Fu Qingjun had to admit, photosynthesis is the cleanest way for organisms to obtain energy.
All living beings need energy replenishment to sustain their life activities.
Animals obtain energy through flesh and blood, while plants obtain energy through sunlight...
"Believe in the light."
Fu Qingjun recalled this saying, having said it when he read the knight's code, believing in the warm sun, passionate blood, and brightness.
However, who knew that guy really took the sun as faith, to be honest, such traditional and serious knights are rare nowadays.
Sun God?
Using photosynthesis?
Devoted to nature's greenery and environmental spirit?
Fu Qingjun walked through the oceanic towns, gazing at this resplendent and enchanting world.
Quite a few strong individuals even embedded "mechanical snails" onto their staffs, recording and storing spiritual paths inside for charging, casting spells.
Fu Qingjun had naturally seen this scene before.
Because a wizard's brain can store spiritual power and release spells.
The brain of the mechanical snail can also naturally store spiritual power, even use it as a basis to store spells, like storing programs, and then release them...
Thus, many wizards killed mechanical species, inserting their brains onto a stick as a spare living brain, storing some spiritual power in it.
In battle, their combat power naturally multiplies!
Not just the Mayan Civilization, even the neighboring Shushan Land regards the mechanical species' brain as a magical artifact.
"After all, a living person's brain can't store soul and spiritual power once dead...but the mechanical species' brain retains 50% of living brain function even after dying."
Fu Qingjun found the convenience of mechanical species, yet felt it a bit too tragic.
But he was surprised by this civilization's new application of the mechanical species' brain.
Usually, one uses spiritual power to charge magical artifacts, but this coral civilization?
Charging under the sun!
"Because they fundamentally do not consider the most difficult charging problem."
This left Fu Qingjun gaping, "The entire underground city is a world of magical artifacts, perpetual motion machines...magical artifacts self-charge and illuminate the entire world."
"This is the peak civilization of magical artifacts!"
Furthermore, Fu Qingjun heard various sounds beside the street.
"Selling magical items, Flame Staff—Volker's Skull, self-charges three times daily with secondary spells, mental shock...is a super rare item," said a beautiful merperson nearby.
Her skin was moist and luminous, resembling snail skin, appearing even more graceful under water care.
"May I have a look?"
Fu Qingjun stopped in his tracks.
"Of course," the woman smiled, curiously observing Fu Qingjun, as his appearance differed from other beings, somewhat resembling ancient ancestors from the prehistoric Maya civilization.
Fu Qingjun picked up this Flame Staff.
With a swish.
A line of text appeared under his eyes: Flame Staff—Volker's Skull (Creator, Vivian)
Flame Charging: (3/3)
Auto Charging: 100% Full
...
"Goodness." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath.
Solar-powered brain!
Initially, Fu Qingjun's developments were quite primitive and rough in the extraordinary world, but now the framework had been completely elevated.
Those extraordinary worlds in mythological stories had fully formed.
"Seems like it's time to upgrade my snail earrings."
Fu Qingjun returned the staff to the vendor.
The other smiled and said, "How about it? My craftsmanship is strong, right? The magical pattern modifications and embedding logic are exquisite...it automatically absorbs surrounding light for charging, even in dim environments, it can absorb free-floating energy from the heavens."
Fu Qingjun remained noncommittal.
The race's civilization with solar attributes indeed had mutated...
Fu Qingjun pondered deeply, they could perform photosynthesis, and recharge themselves by focusing on their own minds.
Collecting free energy from the world, calling themselves...
Mages.
Fu Qingjun suddenly became interested, smiling as he asked: "Do you know of the ancient Wizard Era?"
"Of course,"
The woman saw there were no customers and started chatting in detail with Fu Qingjun,
"They trained the spiritual power within their brains, being wizards, after releasing spells, recovery was very slow, requiring food replenishment for gradual recovery."
"And we cultivate the energy that travels between heaven and earth, as mages. Our Spiritual Power can cover a large area of space, absorbing the energy within... Our combat power recovers quickly, and we have strong endurance... Moreover, each of us mages carries more than a dozen fully charged magical items. When they face us, they're defeated quickly."
"Makes sense." Fu Qingjun shrugged his shoulders.
This kind of comparison is like an ordinary martial artist encountering a martial artist armed with a Gatling gun...
There is simply no martial ethics here.
How did firearms come into the picture?
"Ah, has the martial world vanished again?" Fu Qingjun laughed.
But he quickly became serious, "Mages, relying on external objects, indulging in them, their foundation in Spiritual Power is far less solid than self-cultivation. Ultimately, it's not a good thing."
"True enough."
The woman smiled, but she seemed to have no intention of giving up.
Fu Qingjun walked past the magical artifact stall, constantly walking through streets, gazing at the dazzling array of things, feeling that this scene was too prosperous.
The extraordinary civilization of magical items.
The advantages of photosynthesis are indeed quite significant.
"This world is one that has truly formed a world of mages... It's starting to completely detach from reality." He continued to wander.
...
The ship sailed for half a day.
The sun on the sea was exceptionally scorching, with no tree shade to shield from it, feeling hotter than walking on a bare concrete ground. Even the water surface reflected the sunlight, making one's skin feel like it was about to burn.
"This sun is too hot!"
"This iron steamship is like a huge iron furnace absorbing heat, still puffing out hot steam."
Though saying so.
A group of history majors didn't take their eyes off a group of blond, fair-skinned beauties under an umbrella on the deck, wearing swimsuits and tank tops, revealing youthful, vibrant, and strong bodies.
"Damn this weather! Grand Archbishop, why must we come to sea with these students?" The middle-aged man next to him wiped the sweat from his forehead, full of dissatisfaction.
The elder, leaning on a cane, looked into the distance, resolute as he said, "Wherever there might be traces of our Lord, we loyal followers must go to any lengths to confirm the footsteps of the Lord."
The sun climbed to noon, more fervent than ever.
Some students who were fishing could no longer endure and ran under the deck.
The deck was almost empty, with only Professor Naxika still gazing afar.
She didn't believe that ancient presence would deceive her; since the last meeting gave an address, it should be on this sea, with traces of the Mayan Civilization's revival.
The island was drawing ever closer.
Suddenly, Professor Naxika's eyes widened, she abruptly sounded the alarm bell on the ship, shouting, "Come out quickly, everyone to the deck!!!"
Countless people flocked to the stifling deck, feeling the sea breeze.
They vaguely saw in the distance, a large desolate island.
What seemed like an uninhabited small island was covered with countless crystals and corals, transforming into a splendid, icy maritime kingdom.
"What is that?"
"A relic of the Mayan Civilization? It's like... a giant magical crystal tower!"
"Impossible! If it were a ruin, it would have been discovered long ago. It must have just appeared!"
All the students shouted excitedly.
"Binoculars!"
The elder's gaze became sharp, bursting with unimaginable Martial Dao aura, as he accepted the binoculars handed by a subordinate and looked into the distance.
He vaguely saw on the coral island.
There were countless tiny, ultra-small buildings, with European style towers, streets, towns, bell towers... Numerous super-fast silhouettes zipped through the city, in and out.
Like a movie being played several hundred times faster.
"Is that speed truly attainable by living beings?" The elder's mouth dropped open.
He was a devout church follower, reciting the Bible daily, yet when the divine scene he had longed for appeared before his eyes, his mind exploded as if his entire Spiritual Power had been drained away.
Next to him, a martial artist gym teacher leading the group also stared blankly, putting down the binoculars to say, "Ah! Not only on the island, but beneath the shallow sea surface of the nearby islands, it seems as if there lies... a colossal, brilliant underwater city!"
The middle-aged church man collapsed to his knees with a thump, "Praise God! Praise God! May God forgive mankind's sins!"
Professor Naxika, deeply moved, cast a glance at him, "Tch! You want the merciful God to forgive mankind's sins, but isn't it your own sins you wish forgiven?"
Swoosh.
The ship approached slowly.
As they got closer, the city beneath the shallow waters was not far from the whole ship, increasingly feeling exquisitely unimaginable.
And a light slowly flew out.
It was a feathered serpent the size of a banana, with a beautiful girl in a shimmering golden magical robe sitting on its back, her ears pointed, but bearing a gorgeous, sparkling fish tail, holding a staff, exuding a vibrant, youthful senior-like charisma,
"My name is Vivian, a soon-to-graduate student of the academy's light department."
She waved the magic staff, "The world stands on the verge of invasion. Senior mages of the fourth grade are rumored to journey to tens of thousands of years ago and save all beings by returning to the Mayan Civilization... It's a trial!"
Everyone's mind was suddenly shaken.
Back to the past!
Could it really cross the time axis? What kind of mysterious extraordinary mythical world is this before our eyes? And is a war about to begin?
"Almighty omniscient Lord!" The elder couldn't help but sing the doctrines of the Bible,
Vivian waved her staff, looking at the colossal figures on the deck, indeed comparable in size to mountains,
"And you, unknown invaders, are the exchange students from the Hawks Giant Beimong Kingdom, Boxer University, to our Mage Academy, learning magic as His Highness World Tree said, aren't you?"
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