"Master, all the equipnt is in place."
The tree spirit reported, its verdant leaves showing slight fatigue from the extended work:
"The magic circuits of the adaptive alchemy platform have been connected to the main system of the laboratory, and the spiritual power amplifier has completed its independent shielding."
Ron nodded in satisfaction, surveying the newly refurbished laboratory.
The advanced equipnt brought from the Central Lands had elevated the entire work environnt by more than one level.
"Thank you for your hard work." He gently touched Ailan’s branches, feeling the warmth transmitted from within:
"You all can rest now, I will go test the latest improvents to the mobile simulation device."
......
The simulation training area of the Abyssal Observation Station was particularly quiet at this ti.
Ron stood alone before the mobility simulator that had been through multiple upgrades, its silver tal surface reflecting the room’s cold light.
As his consciousness connected, the familiar starry sky world unfolded before him once again.
But this ti, it was different—Aksa’s apparition appeared faster than usual, and his expression was quite complex.
The tiger-man weapon master quietly gazed at Ron, his amber eyes full of probing curiosity.
"Human, I need to ask you so questions."
Aksa stated directly, with an unmistakable hint of puzzlent in his voice:
"Recently, you’ve sought out for training no more than a handful of tis. In principle, skills like these require continuous practice to maintain and improve."
He paced slowly in the arena, his massive figure casting a swaying shadow:
"But strangely, I can clearly feel that your fundantal skills are steadily improving."
Aksa stopped, his sharp eyes fixed firmly on Ron:
"This situation completely contradicts my understanding of skill cultivation, either you have so special training thod, or..."
He didn’t finish the sentence, but the aning was clear.
Ron inwardly chuckled, knowing well the reason for this anomaly.
The Stand-In Puppet beside Nari had never paused in its corporeal training.
The two-way communication allowed his original body to also reap these cultivation results simultaneously.
But this secret was certainly not sothing he could reveal to Aksa.
"Your observation is keen, Master Aksa." Ron admitted frankly, but offered a vague explanation:
"Indeed, I possess a sort of... special physical cultivation talent. Even without direct training, I can maintain and enhance my prowess in unique ways."
Aksa furrowed his brow; although the explanation was peculiar, in this miraculous extraordinary world, it wasn’t entirely implausible.
"Special talent..." He repeated the term, and the confusion in his eyes alleviated slightly:
"So your body can conduct so degree of ’self-training’?"
"You could say that." Ron nodded in confirmation:
"However, this talent has its limitations. While basic skills can steadily improve, reaching higher realms still requires your professional guidance."
Hearing this response, Aksa’s expression noticeably relaxed.
As an experienced weapon master, his greatest fear was students slacking off in training, ultimately squandering their talent.
"If that’s the case, then today we’ll proceed with more intensive training."
Aksa resud his combat stance:
"From your current skill level, you should be ready to attempt so advanced techniques."
For the next two hours, Aksa began teaching more profound martial theories.
From "Breath Lock" to "Flaw Perception," from "Combo Rhythm" to "Deadly Strike."
Every technique required a perfect combination of physical condition and ntal will.
"The realm of a weapon master is not just about technique proficiency, but an elevation of realm."
Aksa explained while demonstrating a complex series of attacks:
"When you truly understand the ’soul’ of a weapon, you can let cold tal beco an extension of your body, even a manifestation of your will."
Ron concentrated deeply on learning this precious knowledge, while internally calculating his progress.
At the current rate of improvent, by next month, after heading to the Quicksand Lands to complete the breakthrough on a bloodline level,
the conditions for transitioning to a weapon master profession should be fully satisfied.
[Cold Weapon Combat (Proficient) Experience Points 1]
[Intuitive Reflex (Beginner) Experience Points 1]
The prompts from the professional panel confird his judgnt, as each skill steadily advanced to higher levels.
......
After training ended, Ron returned to his private laboratory.
By then it was already late at night, and the low rumbling of the biological pipeline systems within the observation station was particularly clear in the silence.
He took out several important docunts from his storage bag, beginning to prepare for an important test the next day.
"Preliminary verification of the networking function..." Ron gently stroked the technical proposal in his hand, his eyes full of anticipation.
This was the technical direction he conceived while writing his thesis.
But at that ti, out of cautious consideration, he rely ntioned the possibility.
Now back at the observation station, in a relatively safe environnt, he could finally attempt a limited connection.
In a sense, this technology was precisely the initial exploration towards the "consciousness sharing" theories in Lance’s notes.
But he packaged it as a practical "collaborative training" function, avoiding any aspects that might touch upon taboo-sensitive content.
The next morning, preparation for the experint was exceptionally ticulous.
Ron had specifically invited Wayne, three assistant researchers, and two Silver Ring explorers to participate in this trial.
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