Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

After his conversation with Samuel, Lokunlun secluded himself completely in a quiet villa next to the palace, shutting himself out from all the outside world's disturbances.

He lived a simple and pure life, spending most of his time immersed in the arduous practice of strengthening his body and refining his internal energy, and the other half of his time deciphering the black book that recorded the meditation method.

Samuel's lifelong research into wizarding script was like a set of building blocks completely dismantled in the face of Lokunlun's nanomachines.

In just two days, the obscure rune patterns and the hidden annotations in the manuscript were completely absorbed, integrated, and thoroughly understood by the nanomachines.

The translation of the Black Book progressed by leaps and bounds. Not only was the entire content of the "Will Rune Meditation Method" completely deciphered, including the meditation diagrams of the eighteen will runes and the magic energy guidance method, but several pages of deliberately hidden fragments were also discovered in the interlayer at the end of the book.

The fragments record three complete basic magic models: Fireball, Wizard's Shield, and Wizard's Hand.

The combination of runes formed by condensed flames, the logic behind the construction of the energy field, and the guiding principle of the invisible hand are all described in great detail, precisely the methods used by Graxus in the past.

Unfortunately, it's not very useful except for some meditation and contemplation content.

From then on, there were no more trivial matters to bother us.

Luo Kunlun calmed down completely, focusing on improving his physical body while patiently waiting for the day when Golden Manor would open to the public.

Every morning, a dull, thunderous impact could be heard in the training ground of the villa.

Luo Kunlun was shirtless, his bronze skin glowing warmly in the morning light. Every muscle was clearly defined, like a finely carved piece of jade, yet it contained a powerful strength.

With each punch, the shockwave burst forth from the dantian, traveled along the meridians, penetrated the skin and flesh, reached the bone marrow, and then rebounded from the depths of the bones, layer upon layer, emitting a muffled "buzzing" sound.

Every training session is a test of the limits of the physical body.

The old blood is constantly metabolized under the impact of the shockwave, while the new blood, carrying even greater vitality and power, surges and flows through the blood vessels like magma.

Under the nourishment of the vibrating force and breathing method, the internal organs become as hard as refined iron.

The bones, repeatedly tempered by magical energy particles and blood, gleamed with a faint jade-like color.

Her skin was as smooth and dense as steel; if slashed by swords or spears, it would probably only leave a white mark.

Time flies like an arrow, quietly slipping away in the daily grind of self-cultivation.

Spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and heat goes, and in the blink of an eye, two years and two months have passed.

One morning, the dull thuds on the training ground suddenly stopped.

Luo Kunlun stood there, his eyes slightly closed, surrounded by a faint layer of white mist.

He slowly inhaled and exhaled, a breath of stale air shooting out like a white stream of air, drawing an arc in the air before slowly dissipating.

When he opened his eyes again, a sharp glint flashed in them, like a sword being drawn from its sheath, instantly piercing the tranquility of the morning.

At this moment, he had reached the limit of his physical body!

The blood in the whole body has already undergone a complete transformation. The old blood has been completely gone, and the new blood, like mercury, flows in the blood vessels, and a faint sound of metal and stone resonating can be heard.

The internal organs are closely connected, and the inside and outside are almost a seamless whole, without the slightest flaw.

His blood and qi were completely renewed. His entire body, from top to bottom, internal organs and viscera, were almost completely integrated, exhibiting extraordinary features such as golden skin and jade meridians, copper skin and steel bones, mercury blood and silver marrow, just like the setting in a martial arts novel.

It is almost a unified whole, like an indestructible body!

And after precise testing by nanomachines, his physical fitness level soared to a terrifying thirty points!

What does this mean? This isn't just an enhanced human; it's a fucking humanoid mobile heavy artillery!

It possesses immense strength, lightning speed, and the ability to fight protracted battles and withstand fatal injuries.

A standard 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullet can at most cause minor contusions and cannot penetrate the muscle layer.

Even without the nanomachines, the injuries can be healed within a few hours without affecting combat effectiveness.

Unless it's a large-caliber armor-piercing weapon, don't even think about harming Luo Kunlun now!

If he were to fight that dwarf with his current strength, Luo Kunlun could easily kill him with his bare hands.

"call!"

Luo Kunlun slowly exhaled, and the white mist around him gradually dissipated.

The body, after its transformation, even its breathing carried a refreshing aura.

Standing there, without deliberately releasing any pressure, he gave people a sense of solidity like a mountain, as if he himself were an unshakeable peak.

This stems from both the intimidation of his extraordinary physical abilities and the changes in his physique.

Just like a man who is less than 1.7 meters tall, no matter how much he trains, he will hardly be able to beat a man who is 2 meters tall.

This is an advantage in terms of size.

Luo Kunlun then raised his height to around 1.9 meters. He could have been taller, but that would have caused some problems.

Being too large is bad for the joints, as it can affect the skeletal structure of the body and impair mobility and agility.

So as long as the body size is suitable, that's fine; he doesn't pursue a giant's physique. That's what Luo Kunlun thinks.

"Sir, please have some tea."

The maid who had been waiting nearby quickly stepped forward, holding a cup of warm tea in her hands, her eyes filled with heartfelt reverence and admiration.

During this time, they vaguely noticed a peculiar phenomenon around Luo Kunlun: as long as they stayed within ten steps of Luo Kunlun, they would feel at peace, feel relaxed, and even their fatigue would dissipate very quickly.

This is due to Luo Kunlun's aura.

Qi is formless and intangible, invisible to the naked eye.

All mortals possess vital energy, but the degree of its intensity varies.

Those in high positions often inspire fear and even compel people to obey them.

Even when stripped of their finery and reduced to the dust, those who possess this aura still stand out from the crowd, attracting attention.

The same is true for those who are powerful, and they are even more so than the former, because the power of those in high positions comes from authority, but the power of the strong comes from themselves.

The tiger is the king of beasts, not because of the name "tiger," but because of its overwhelming power and awe-inspiring presence.

At this moment, Luo Kunlun's aura was like that of a fierce tiger, or even stronger.

After years of arduous training, his physical body reached its limit, and his mind was as calm as a still well. He seemed to be surrounded by a layer of shimmering light, like an invisible barrier that enveloped the area several feet around him.

Simply put, an invisible aura was generated centered on Luo Kunlun.

It can be described as a barrier, a sacred space, or even a magnetic field.

Human magnetic field.

When this aura is peaceful, it can make people feel calm and at ease, and unconsciously make them feel close to it and want to stay by its side.

But once Luo Kunlun gets angry, or steps onto the battlefield to fight, this aura will instantly transform into unparalleled pressure, piercing straight to people's hearts.

At that time, the spirit will be shaken by the thunder, and those with weak wills will probably be frightened out of their wits before they even have a chance to make a move.

Just like Zhang Fei's roar at Dangyang Bridge in the novel, which single-handedly suppressed Cao Cao's thousands of troops, those with weak wills might even be scared to death.

At this moment, Luo Kunlun was in a peaceful state of mind and had a gentle aura, so he posed no threat.

However, theoretically, if a person, or a living being, has such incredible life force that its mere existence can stir up a storm.

The maids surrounded him, gently wiping the thin layer of sweat from his body, their eyes filled with growing awe.

After the cultivation session, it's time for daily meals.

Luo Kunlun's appetite remains astonishing, far exceeding what most people imagine, but it has changed somewhat compared to two years ago.

He ate a lot, but that also meant he could last longer.

Ordinary people store nutrients by relying on fat, just like bears store up fat before winter to survive the cold winter.

During Luo Kunlun's transformation, the fat gradually changed into a tighter and stronger membrane, which can store more and higher concentrations of nutrients than fat, and is also more resistant to damage.

It can sustain itself for several days by eating only once a day, without needing to eat multiple times.

On the dining table, large chunks of roasted meat, plenty of wheat cakes, rich meat soup, and fresh fruit filled the entire huge table, enough to feed twenty or thirty adult men.

Luo Kunlun picked up a piece of roasted meat the size of a basketball, swallowed it in large gulps, his movements swift and bold.

After these foods were ingested, they were quickly absorbed, stored, or transformed into pure nutrients to nourish his already exhausted body.

There are four months left until the opening of Golden Manor.

My physical abilities have reached their limit; it's time to do something else.