Chapter 149
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Chapter 149
Everything found in Rainbow Lake were things they had already found. It was a dry lakebed with dirt at the bottom and a dry riverbed leading to it. Theyd already followed that direction, and there was nothing more to see. In short, it was exceedingly suspicious.
Lets enumerate our suspicions, Anton said as everyone gathered around. First, its dry when it was just raining. Thats clearly abnormal. Second, theres not a single plant in the area. Third, the flow of energy is weird. Fourth and finally, Everheart told us to come here. That last one is maybe even the most suspicious part about it. He shook his head, But Im not sure what we can do. Catarina?
She shook her head, Still havent discerned if this is actually part of a formation.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
Hoyt and Timothy?
The trees are tough, Timothy answered, But the surrounding trees seem about as normal as they can be here.
Fuzz?
Fuzz stuck his head out of hole. Alva answered for him, We havent found anything. Just more dirt, even two meters deep.
Anton nodded, Thats something then. Elder Tshering should return soon with a count of the waterfalls, though I doubt it will turn up much. He thought for a few moments, Im interested in seeing what it looks like if the river that obviously wanted to run this way connects to the lake. Anyone got a shovel? He looked around. Apparently not. He should carry more practical stuff like that with him, then. Hands it is.
Truthfully, a cultivator digging with their hands didnt find it that hard to do. Anton and Devon moved next to the river where it approached the dry riverbed, and were able to shape their energy into wide shapes to shovel quite well. It would have been better if there were an underlying structure to support their energy, but it wasnt a terribly big deal. The actual expenditure was relatively minor- their muscles could move the dirt on its own, and their energy didnt have to cut through anything.
Im surprised, Devon said, You used to have everything, Grandpa.
Well, its not like I dont own a shovel. Its just not here. Im not used to being able to carry a whole shed around with me. Anton flung a hunk of dirt past Devons head to a pile next to him.
Devon used both hands to scoop out a large section, flinging it right towards Antons torso so he had to dodge. Soon enough they were engaged in a dirt fight, though the silently agreed upon rules were that the dirt had to come from the trench they were digging. Soon enough they had a trench a meter wide and deep stretching from the dry part of the riverbed to just short of the actual river.
Anton looked down at the pot on his waist, pulling it out and looking into it. He pulled out a single strand, a dark yellow instead of a shining golden. It slowly sank into his hand as he carefully absorbed it. Huh.
What? Devon asked.
I hadnt thought this thing would deal with more mundane insights. Anton had learned more about how to use the Vessel of Insights. Specifically, if he didnt care about it storing excess energy for the future, he could have it always active without draining his own reserves. The effects it had would be limited based on the quantity of natural energy in the area, but he really didnt have a reason not to have it active. On a different note, it seems we both have some ways to improve where our two hands meet. Anton put his hands together in the shovel shape they were using. See here, weve been treating it like two areas and its weaker where they meet.
Oh, I get it, Devon nodded. Its not something that would normally come up for me.
Thats right. Your hands work independently. Well, most do- even if wielding a weapon in two hands. Anton scratched his chin, Should matter for a bow though. I cover the whole thing in energy starting from my hands.
So what was that about mundane insights?
The map and instructions he had might not be anything but just that, but Anton made sure to keep them at the ready. The stairs didnt continue far, and soon Anton found himself in a well-lit corridor with six other stairways leading to it.
Tch, the sound of a tongue clicking came from nearby. How lucky. Anton turned to see what looked like a young boy in an oversized robe, but had the same feeling as Everhearts projections. Welcome to the Seventh Waterfall, I guess.
Thank you, Anton said. He gestured with the instructions hed gotten. Senior Everheart, I presume? I was sent here by a projection in Floelor. He said there were notes on improving the basic cultivation level of people on a large scale. I was hoping to get access to those.
Really? the young boy asked. Thats what youre looking for?
Yes. Is it not here? Is it already taken?
Let me see that, Everheart said, not bothering to get Antons permission as he flicked a hand and took the section of scroll from him. Yeah, that seems like something Id do. What else did he say was here?
Nothing. Anton clarified, He didnt mention anything else. Just the notes. He offered me the location of that or Fleeting Youth, but I chose this one.
Ahh, I get it now, Everheart nodded. Makes all kinds of sense. He looked down at himself. Ugh at least I can stop looking like this. His form shimmered as he grew into the nebulous age of young adulthood. Good enough. Shouldnt have to conserve power anymore.
Does your projection being smaller conserve power? Anton asked.
No, Everheart said. I get efficiency from not liking the form.
... how does that work? Anton asked.
You can get something from anything, if you know how. He tapped the side of his head, You said Floelor, right? I should have preserved anything there with something pretty clever.
The future of all unclaimed resources, I believe.
Yeah, that sounds like what I was thinking of. Rainbow Lake is my favorite, so thats why things are so awful up above, Everheart shook his head. About time someone got here. Ive got trials and crap. Well, trial. Most of them I kinda decided werent any good. Cant really rebuild them now, Everheart shrugged. So how do you feel about swimming in acid?
Uhh Anton narrowed his eyes.
Oh wait, Everheart snapped his fingers, That was one of the stupid ones. Everheart frowned and looked over his shoulder at the single corridor behind him. He put on a serious face. Ill be right back. He walked the way only cultivators could- a relaxed pace that somehow resulted in great speed. He didnt return until ten minutes later. So. I might have destroyed all of the trials. Everheart tapped a finger to his lip. So you have to wait here while I make a new one.
Ignoring that he previously said he couldnt, Anton nodded. How long do you expect that to take, Senior Everheart?
Days. Weeks. Months. Years. Decades. Depends on when I get a good idea, Everheart nodded to himself. So you just wait here until then. Ive got an energy gathering array back there where you can cultivate. Make sure not to disturb me while Im thinking. With that, Everheart wandered off again.
Anton shared a look with the others. ... Lets hope for days, shall we? Everyone nodded. At least they could cultivate. That was something.
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Chapter 149
Everything found in Rainbow Lake were things they had already found. It was a dry lakebed with dirt at the bottom and a dry riverbed leading to it. Theyd already followed that direction, and there was nothing more to see. In short, it was exceedingly suspicious.
Lets enumerate our suspicions, Anton said as everyone gathered around. First, its dry when it was just raining. Thats clearly abnormal. Second, theres not a single plant in the area. Third, the flow of energy is weird. Fourth and finally, Everheart told us to come here. That last one is maybe even the most suspicious part about it. He shook his head, But Im not sure what we can do. Catarina?
She shook her head, Still havent discerned if this is actually part of a formation.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
Hoyt and Timothy?
The trees are tough, Timothy answered, But the surrounding trees seem about as normal as they can be here.
Fuzz?
Fuzz stuck his head out of hole. Alva answered for him, We havent found anything. Just more dirt, even two meters deep.
Anton nodded, Thats something then. Elder Tshering should return soon with a count of the waterfalls, though I doubt it will turn up much. He thought for a few moments, Im interested in seeing what it looks like if the river that obviously wanted to run this way connects to the lake. Anyone got a shovel? He looked around. Apparently not. He should carry more practical stuff like that with him, then. Hands it is.
Truthfully, a cultivator digging with their hands didnt find it that hard to do. Anton and Devon moved next to the river where it approached the dry riverbed, and were able to shape their energy into wide shapes to shovel quite well. It would have been better if there were an underlying structure to support their energy, but it wasnt a terribly big deal. The actual expenditure was relatively minor- their muscles could move the dirt on its own, and their energy didnt have to cut through anything.
Im surprised, Devon said, You used to have everything, Grandpa.
Well, its not like I dont own a shovel. Its just not here. Im not used to being able to carry a whole shed around with me. Anton flung a hunk of dirt past Devons head to a pile next to him.
Devon used both hands to scoop out a large section, flinging it right towards Antons torso so he had to dodge. Soon enough they were engaged in a dirt fight, though the silently agreed upon rules were that the dirt had to come from the trench they were digging. Soon enough they had a trench a meter wide and deep stretching from the dry part of the riverbed to just short of the actual river.
Anton looked down at the pot on his waist, pulling it out and looking into it. He pulled out a single strand, a dark yellow instead of a shining golden. It slowly sank into his hand as he carefully absorbed it. Huh.
What? Devon asked.
I hadnt thought this thing would deal with more mundane insights. Anton had learned more about how to use the Vessel of Insights. Specifically, if he didnt care about it storing excess energy for the future, he could have it always active without draining his own reserves. The effects it had would be limited based on the quantity of natural energy in the area, but he really didnt have a reason not to have it active. On a different note, it seems we both have some ways to improve where our two hands meet. Anton put his hands together in the shovel shape they were using. See here, weve been treating it like two areas and its weaker where they meet.
Oh, I get it, Devon nodded. Its not something that would normally come up for me.
Thats right. Your hands work independently. Well, most do- even if wielding a weapon in two hands. Anton scratched his chin, Should matter for a bow though. I cover the whole thing in energy starting from my hands.
So what was that about mundane insights?
The map and instructions he had might not be anything but just that, but Anton made sure to keep them at the ready. The stairs didnt continue far, and soon Anton found himself in a well-lit corridor with six other stairways leading to it.
Tch, the sound of a tongue clicking came from nearby. How lucky. Anton turned to see what looked like a young boy in an oversized robe, but had the same feeling as Everhearts projections. Welcome to the Seventh Waterfall, I guess.
Thank you, Anton said. He gestured with the instructions hed gotten. Senior Everheart, I presume? I was sent here by a projection in Floelor. He said there were notes on improving the basic cultivation level of people on a large scale. I was hoping to get access to those.
Really? the young boy asked. Thats what youre looking for?
Yes. Is it not here? Is it already taken?
Let me see that, Everheart said, not bothering to get Antons permission as he flicked a hand and took the section of scroll from him. Yeah, that seems like something Id do. What else did he say was here?
Nothing. Anton clarified, He didnt mention anything else. Just the notes. He offered me the location of that or Fleeting Youth, but I chose this one.
Ahh, I get it now, Everheart nodded. Makes all kinds of sense. He looked down at himself. Ugh at least I can stop looking like this. His form shimmered as he grew into the nebulous age of young adulthood. Good enough. Shouldnt have to conserve power anymore.
Does your projection being smaller conserve power? Anton asked.
No, Everheart said. I get efficiency from not liking the form.
... how does that work? Anton asked.
You can get something from anything, if you know how. He tapped the side of his head, You said Floelor, right? I should have preserved anything there with something pretty clever.
The future of all unclaimed resources, I believe.
Yeah, that sounds like what I was thinking of. Rainbow Lake is my favorite, so thats why things are so awful up above, Everheart shook his head. About time someone got here. Ive got trials and crap. Well, trial. Most of them I kinda decided werent any good. Cant really rebuild them now, Everheart shrugged. So how do you feel about swimming in acid?
Uhh Anton narrowed his eyes.
Oh wait, Everheart snapped his fingers, That was one of the stupid ones. Everheart frowned and looked over his shoulder at the single corridor behind him. He put on a serious face. Ill be right back. He walked the way only cultivators could- a relaxed pace that somehow resulted in great speed. He didnt return until ten minutes later. So. I might have destroyed all of the trials. Everheart tapped a finger to his lip. So you have to wait here while I make a new one.
Ignoring that he previously said he couldnt, Anton nodded. How long do you expect that to take, Senior Everheart?
Days. Weeks. Months. Years. Decades. Depends on when I get a good idea, Everheart nodded to himself. So you just wait here until then. Ive got an energy gathering array back there where you can cultivate. Make sure not to disturb me while Im thinking. With that, Everheart wandered off again.
Anton shared a look with the others. ... Lets hope for days, shall we? Everyone nodded. At least they could cultivate. That was something.
Chapter 149Everything found in Rainbow Lake were things they had already found. It was a dry lakebed with dirt at the bottom and a dry riverbed leading to it. Theyd already followed that direction, and there was nothing more to see. In short, it was exceedingly suspicious.Lets enumerate our suspicions, Anton said as everyone gathered around. First, its dry when it was just raining. Thats clearly abnormal. Second, theres not a single plant in the area. Third, the flow of energy is weird. Fourth and finally, Everheart told us to come here. That last one is maybe even the most suspicious part about it. He shook his head, But Im not sure what we can do. Catarina?She shook her head, Still havent discerned if this is actually part of a formation.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Nvl--B1n.Hoyt and Timothy?The trees are tough, Timothy answered, But the surrounding trees seem about as normal as they can be here.Fuzz?Fuzz stuck his head out of hole. Alva answered for him, We havent found anything. Just more dirt, even two meters deep.Anton nodded, Thats something then. Elder Tshering should return soon with a count of the waterfalls, though I doubt it will turn up much. He thought for a few moments, Im interested in seeing what it looks like if the river that obviously wanted to run this way connects to the lake. Anyone got a shovel? He looked around. Apparently not. He should carry more practical stuff like that with him, then. Hands it is.Truthfully, a cultivator digging with their hands didnt find it that hard to do. Anton and Devon moved next to the river where it approached the dry riverbed, and were able to shape their energy into wide shapes to shovel quite well. It would have been better if there were an underlying structure to support their energy, but it wasnt a terribly big deal. The actual expenditure was relatively minor- their muscles could move the dirt on its own, and their energy didnt have to cut through anything.Im surprised, Devon said, You used to have everything, Grandpa.Well, its not like I dont own a shovel. Its just not here. Im not used to being able to carry a whole shed around with me. Anton flung a hunk of dirt past Devons head to a pile next to him.Devon used both hands to scoop out a large section, flinging it right towards Antons torso so he had to dodge. Soon enough they were engaged in a dirt fight, though the silently agreed upon rules were that the dirt had to come from the trench they were digging. Soon enough they had a trench a meter wide and deep stretching from the dry part of the riverbed to just short of the actual river. Anton looked down at the pot on his waist, pulling it out and looking into it. He pulled out a single strand, a dark yellow instead of a shining golden. It slowly sank into his hand as he carefully absorbed it. Huh.What? Devon asked.I hadnt thought this thing would deal with more mundane insights. Anton had learned more about how to use the Vessel of Insights. Specifically, if he didnt care about it storing excess energy for the future, he could have it always active without draining his own reserves. The effects it had would be limited based on the quantity of natural energy in the area, but he really didnt have a reason not to have it active. On a different note, it seems we both have some ways to improve where our two hands meet. Anton put his hands together in the shovel shape they were using. See here, weve been treating it like two areas and its weaker where they meet.Oh, I get it, Devon nodded. Its not something that would normally come up for me.Thats right. Your hands work independently. Well, most do- even if wielding a weapon in two hands. Anton scratched his chin, Should matter for a bow though. I cover the whole thing in energy starting from my hands.So what was that about mundane insights?The map and instructions he had might not be anything but just that, but Anton made sure to keep them at the ready. The stairs didnt continue far, and soon Anton found himself in a well-lit corridor with six other stairways leading to it. Tch, the sound of a tongue clicking came from nearby. How lucky. Anton turned to see what looked like a young boy in an oversized robe, but had the same feeling as Everhearts projections. Welcome to the Seventh Waterfall, I guess.Thank you, Anton said. He gestured with the instructions hed gotten. Senior Everheart, I presume? I was sent here by a projection in Floelor. He said there were notes on improving the basic cultivation level of people on a large scale. I was hoping to get access to those.Really? the young boy asked. Thats what youre looking for?Yes. Is it not here? Is it already taken?Let me see that, Everheart said, not bothering to get Antons permission as he flicked a hand and took the section of scroll from him. Yeah, that seems like something Id do. What else did he say was here?Nothing. Anton clarified, He didnt mention anything else. Just the notes. He offered me the location of that or Fleeting Youth, but I chose this one.Ahh, I get it now, Everheart nodded. Makes all kinds of sense. He looked down at himself. Ugh at least I can stop looking like this. His form shimmered as he grew into the nebulous age of young adulthood. Good enough. Shouldnt have to conserve power anymore.Does your projection being smaller conserve power? Anton asked.No, Everheart said. I get efficiency from not liking the form.... how does that work? Anton asked.You can get something from anything, if you know how. He tapped the side of his head, You said Floelor, right? I should have preserved anything there with something pretty clever.The future of all unclaimed resources, I believe.Yeah, that sounds like what I was thinking of. Rainbow Lake is my favorite, so thats why things are so awful up above, Everheart shook his head. About time someone got here. Ive got trials and crap. Well, trial. Most of them I kinda decided werent any good. Cant really rebuild them now, Everheart shrugged. So how do you feel about swimming in acid?Uhh Anton narrowed his eyes.Oh wait, Everheart snapped his fingers, That was one of the stupid ones. Everheart frowned and looked over his shoulder at the single corridor behind him. He put on a serious face. Ill be right back. He walked the way only cultivators could- a relaxed pace that somehow resulted in great speed. He didnt return until ten minutes later. So. I might have destroyed all of the trials. Everheart tapped a finger to his lip. So you have to wait here while I make a new one.Ignoring that he previously said he couldnt, Anton nodded. How long do you expect that to take, Senior Everheart?Days. Weeks. Months. Years. Decades. Depends on when I get a good idea, Everheart nodded to himself. So you just wait here until then. Ive got an energy gathering array back there where you can cultivate. Make sure not to disturb me while Im thinking. With that, Everheart wandered off again.Anton shared a look with the others. ... Lets hope for days, shall we? Everyone nodded. At least they could cultivate. That was something.
