Sword and Magic and Taxi

It was an unforgettable experience, like hundreds of years passing in a flash. The life and death, rise and decline, reproduction and extinction of swamp creatures were all presented to Zhao Mai one by one. He is alone, but at the same time he is thousands of people. In the end, he became this swamp, and this swamp became him.

The force of nature formed a cycle in the swamp, and this cycle was now inside his mind. Wadsworth's voice entered the world with the wind and rain, telling him how to sense the Force and how to coordinate with it.

You are always just a chapter in the cycle, you are always a fragment of the movement of matter and soul. The halfling talked about the Druid's world view, and then talked about their methods of transforming the world. This is a paid system that is both fragile and strong at the same time. What we druids do is to stir up new whirlpools in the river, and then watch it return to tranquility after completing its mission. Your body is cyclical Part of it is also a fish stirring up the river. Come, watch my behavior, follow me to learn my methods, and learn how to coordinate with the surroundings.

Zhao Mai concentrated his attention and turned his gaze to the mangrove forest in the center of the swamp. Originally there was only a tree and a halfling here. The halfling dismissed all his animal companions and connected his whole body and mind to this tree. Then, he used the leaves and roots as his sensory tentacles and began to collect Force information from the swamp.

As a product of the natural force, feeling the existence of the force is an ability that every living thing has, and humans are no exception. However, with the establishment of civilization, people's way of survival has changed, and more knowledge needs to be learned, so schools, texts and books appeared. Nature has been waiting, but fewer and fewer people go there to find wisdom. Until now, people need to be enlightened in order to open up the connection with the force of nature and become druids.

But this instinct never goes away, it's just hidden. How do newborn babies learn to suck? Exactly the same reason. It turns out that the knowledge he needs is not in others, but in his own body. By understanding the experience of the halfling, Zhao Mai examined himself and began to mobilize the power hidden deep in his blood.

His understanding is different from that of a halfling. After all, he is a modern person who has survived nine years of compulsory education. The information about the natural force that Golarion natives think of is genetics in Zhao Mai's mind. Looking upward to the origin, the moment life is born, the force of nature begins an endless cycle. Drawing strength from the environment, everything is for survival and reproduction. Nature is the most ingenious designer. Whether it is precision or elegance, everything can be reflected in living creatures. The so-called wisdom of nature and the so-called art of life are the greatest treasure trove of knowledge within each person.

He suddenly thought of the knowledge he had seen before, and through personal observation, he suddenly understood a truth: the so-called person is not an independent individual, but a complex symbiosis. Many different organisms work together to allow the body to complete various functions. The mitochondria in each human cell have their own DNA and can replicate on their own without being affected by the DNA in the cell's nucleus. Chloroplasts in plant cells also have the same characteristics. When you regard yourself as a group and realize that there is a circulation of force in your body, you can see nature from a new perspective. Whether it is called seeing the big from the small or knowing the great from the small, Zhao Mai can start from himself. , understand the changes in the natural force.

The truth is difficult to express in words, because language is a product of civilization and seems pale and shallow in front of the power of nature. Perhaps only the phrase Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao is the closest explanation. Zhao Mai was completely immersed in this meditation, following the ladder of the Force, not up, but down, deeper, discovering the secret of power within his body.

The halfling retracted his fingers and stood up, looking at Zhao Mai with envy. It is said that the Enlightenment Tree carries the experience of countless senior masters, but there is no specific method to dig out the experience, and it can only rely on luck. Only when enlightened, because the enlightened person does not have active natural force, and can only absorb external forces, he may be able to absorb part of the essence of thought in the tree of realization, and this is already a very rare encounter. But now, someone actually has the complete trust of the sapling of the Enlightenment Tree and can establish a spiritual connection with it without any stagnation.

These realizations are a huge asset. Every druid spends his life trying to feel the larger natural environment and gain knowledge of the natural force. But each environment can be broken down into smaller, more refined environments, so the knowledge is endless. The druids have long reached a consensus that it is impossible for any being to master all the secrets of the natural force. There will always be parts of a system that have not yet been discovered. We can only be more diligent, but we cannot be perfect.

But the druid in front of him undoubtedly has the opportunity to get ahead of everyone. The wise giant has leaned down and invited him to stand on his shoulders. The rest is to see if he can persist while the giant gets up, so as to see the higher and farther scenery. The halfling walked back to the corner of the pit and sat quietly, letting the roots on the wall cover his body. His body is too weak and he has lost the ability to eat, so he can only rely on the mangroves to provide him with nutrients. If the body dies, he can only live in the mangrove body.

Zhao Mai kept going deeper and deeper, and discovered many interesting things. It turns out that there is so much information hidden deep in the bloodline (DNA). It turns out that the appendix is ​​not useless, it turns out that wisdom teeth have that function, and it turns out that the feeling of having a tail is so wonderful.

Continuing forward, Zhao Mai felt the joy of flying, the momentum of the giant beast, and the freedom of swimming fish. The frightened shells hide under the sand, and the ignorant and fearless algae wander into the sea. He shed tears as he thought about it. Every life to this point has been an extremely difficult journey. There are too many accidents and too many helplessness, but there are also countless strong and stubborn people who try their best and would rather give their lives in order to survive and reproduce.

The idea of ​​survival is the strongest source of power in life, and dedicating everything to the tribe (reproduction) is also engraved in the earliest bloodline. The so-called natural force is composed of drops of such thoughts, which eventually merge into the sky and the earth, the mountains and the sea. In comparison, gods and elements are just marginal and incomparable.

Zhao Mai continued to swim, but Xiaohua was a little anxious and kept calling. Zhao Mai heard this voice, but didn't take it too seriously. I'm digging inside my own body, and my energy will only become more concentrated. It's not like a halfling who spreads out and can't take it back. What's the danger?

Traversing his own genome gradually came to an end. At this time, Zhao Mai's illusion was surrounded by thick fog and he couldn't see anything clearly. He himself had no sense of up, down, left, and right, and seemed to be unable to feel the flow of time. The fog is rolling and changing, but this scene seems to last forever.

Where, or when? Zhao Mai could no longer feel the natural environment and found it very boring, so he decided to leave. He began to visualize his own body, the body sitting on the ground with little flowers in front of him.

At this moment, a flash of light cut through the thick fog, dividing it into two parts: upper and lower. Butcher held a logging ax in his hand and was looking at Zhao Mai eagerly. Then he came to him in an instant, raised the ax high and slashed down diagonally.

Ah! Zhao Mai shouted, sweating all over his body, as if he had woken up from a dream. He found that he was still in the tree hole, and the little flower in front of him was hesitating and meowing weakly.