Wonderful Reaction

After Chen Bing left, Lin Hai began to look around the green room. When he walked to a corner, he found a Seven-Leaf Lotus with drooping leaves.

Lin Hai was a bit curious. Logically speaking, Dr. Chen was able to take care of so many green plants and herbs in such good order, so there shouldn't be such a withered plant around.

So he reached out his right hand, wanting to touch the leaves of the Seven-Leaf Lotus, but at the moment just before contact, he suddenly felt his palm grow slightly warm.

The feeling was like touching a cup of warm water in the bitter winter, and the heat didn't come from the outside, but actually seeped out from under his own skin.

When his fingers truly touched the leaves, an incredible thing happened—a faint light flashed along the leaf veins, so fast it almost felt like an illusion. At the same time, Lin Hai felt something "drawn out" of his body by a tiny wisp, which flowed along his fingertips into the plant.

At this time, of course, he wouldn't know that this tiny wisp of "things" was actually a part split off from the trace of energy that had finally merged into his lower dantian when he practiced boxing just then.

This... He widened his eyes, watching that leaf, which had originally been somewhat withered and yellow, recover a trace of luster at a speed visible to the naked eye. The curled edges of the leaf slowly unfolded, just like crops after a long drought receiving sweet rain.

Even more magically, during this process, he could vaguely sense the "emotions" of the plant—that was a joy of a life that had been thirsty for a long time finally being nourished.

Lin Hai's heart beat wildly. He looked around, and after confirming that Dr. Chen was still in the adjacent clinic, he carefully picked up the flowerpot and placed it on the workbench.

Then he took a deep breath, gently placed his hand back onto the leaves of the Seven-Leaf Lotus, closed his eyes, and tried to actively guide that strange warm current within his body.

At first nothing happened. But when he recalled the feeling of "giving" just now, his palm suddenly began to heat up. This time the feeling was clearer, as if a warm stream was rising from the lower dantian below, flowing along the meridians to his right arm, and finally injecting into the plant through his fingertips.

A strange image appeared in Lin Hai's mind: he "saw" countless hair-thin green light paths inside the Seven-Leaf Lotus, with most areas dim and dark, and only the place he touched lighting up with a faint green glow.

Ten minutes later, Lin Hai let go of his hand covered in sweat. Although that Seven-Leaf Lotus couldn't be called fully recovered to its original state, at least two-thirds of the leaves had straightened up again, and the spots had faded a lot.

As for himself, he felt a burst of fatigue, as if he had just finished some strenuous exercise.

What on earth is going on... Lin Hai leaned against the workbench and panted. How could there be such a energy in my dantian? He frowned and thought.

Suddenly he remembered that after finishing boxing just now, it seemed indeed something had walked a circle inside his body and finally thrown itself into the lower dantian, so looking at it this way, this should be it.

Then Lin Hai's gaze swept across other plants in the shop. A bold idea emerged in his mind: if the Seven-Leaf Lotus could have a reaction, what about other plants?

He first walked towards that row of Dendrobium Orchids; these alpine plants had recently appeared in poor condition due to weather problems.

Lin Hai selected the most sickly one, and in the same manner, placed his hand on its leaves.

This time, the transmission of energy became smoother, but the effect was less than satisfactory, because this Dendrobium Orchid absorbed only a very small amount of energy before reaching saturation, and the improvement was minimal.

The life force is too weak, so it can't bear it? Such a phenomenon left Lin Hai deep in thought. So he tried the Lemon Balm next, and the result for the Lemon Balm was the same.

It seems my idea is correct, then... He turned his head to look at that pot of century-old Fo-ti and immediately walked towards it.

When Lin Hai's hand touched the leaves of the Fo-ti, a strong "craving" suddenly came from the direction of the plant, startling him almost into taking a step back.

The Fo-ti's "craving" was so intense that Lin Hai could perceive it without closing his eyes—just like a desert traveler's longing for an oasis water source.

Fine, let's try you. Lin Hai gritted his teeth, and this time he gently grasped the leaves of the Fo-ti with his left hand and tried to produce the thought of "giving." Because he wanted to make sure whether he could only trigger it with his right hand or if both hands could work.

In a split second, Lin Hai felt all the energy in his lower dantian surge toward this Fo-ti, and at a speed that made him somewhat panicked.

This situation lasted only for an instant, however, and closely following that, an unprecedented sense of pleasure swept over Lin Hai's entire body, making him close his eyes to carefully experience this wave of pleasure. That was the Fo-ti feeding back some kind of energy to him!

This energy was similar to the energy he outputted, but also somewhat different. To put it precisely, the energy inside Lin Hai's body was more upright and peaceful, impartial and unbiased, like so-called non-attribute energy, while the meaning expressed by this energy fed back by the Fo-ti was—life.

Immediately, Lin Hai felt that everywhere this life energy passed, the fatigue generated because he had outputted all his energy just now was completely swept away.

Lin Hai "saw" the intricate energy network inside the Fo-ti. Those light paths were more complex and thicker than those of the Seven-Leaf Lotus, resembling the root system of a towering tree.

Even more astonishingly, he could perceive a certain "consciousness" of this ancient plant, but that was not logical thinking and historical memory like that of humans, but an instinctive memory of sunlight, rain, and seasonal changes.

When the connection with nature was interrupted, the green life force fed back by the Fo-ti finally returned to Lin Hai's lower dantian.

Lin Hai opened his eyes and looked at the Fo-ti. He found that the leaves of the Fo-ti had completely unfolded, like a person just waking up stretching their limbs that were somewhat stiff from a long sleep.

As for himself, he was full of vigor, all fatigue had vanished, and he even felt that his muscle strength had increased a bit.

This is... two-way? Lin Hai muttered to himself, lowering his head to look at his own hands.

Other people all get golden fingers attached to their transmigration starter packs, and I get a green finger? That's fine too, at least it's not a green tongue, although green tongues are quite tasty.

What kind of messy things am I thinking about! Serious business first, serious business first. Lin Hai stopped his divergent thinking, rubbed his temples, and began to seriously sort out everything that had happened.

If I haven't felt it wrong, that non-attribute-like energy should be generated when practicing Tai Chi, and it can have an effect on plants, giving the plants a major tonic effect. It seems the level of this energy is not low.

Dr. Chen has practiced boxing for so many years without mentioning such a thing, which means the essence is not Tai Chi. Viewed this way, it should be related to me, and my biggest difference is the cluster of Seven-Colored Essence that I encountered when transmigrating and is now deep in my mind.

In other words, Tai Chi is a primer that stirred up that cluster of Seven-Colored Essence and had an impact on me, allowing my dantian to generate that kind of energy.

And there is the life energy fed back by the Fo-ti. The Seven-Leaf Lotus, Dendrobium Orchid, and Lemon Balm did not produce this phenomenon, so does this mean that only relatively powerful plants will feed back to me, and this life energy...

Lin Hai knew that his only wisp of non-attribute energy had been completely used up on the Fo-ti, but the green life energy fed back by the Fo-ti still existed in his dantian right now.

He went over to a patch of Mint, reached his hand towards the Mint's leaves, and just like before, thought silently of "giving." Thus, the green energy within his dantian surged out as well, passing through Lin Hai's hand onto the Mint's leaves.

This time the Mint still didn't feed back any energy, but the emotion it conveyed was closer to the concept of "I'm full, I've slept enough, and I'm full of spirit," rather than the previous plants which felt nourished as if they had eaten some major tonic.

It seems the functions of these two types of energy are different. Well, the nature of the energy is different after all, so it's not strange that their functions differ. Anyway, it's always a good thing. If I can skillfully use these two types of energy and expand them all, I will also have a certain degree of self-preservation power in this dangerous Marvel Universe.

Lin Hai clenched his fist. He hadn't forgotten what kind of place he was in. Even though it was only the year 2000, and there were still eight years left before the official start of the story, he was a person of Huaxia, and the philosophy of being prepared for danger in times of peace was deeply engraved in his bones.

Since he possessed such capability and power, he would all the more not relax and slack off just because there were still eight years; instead, he must work harder to improve himself so that he would have sufficient means to join in after the story officially began, and even influence everything.

That's right, as a transmigrator, having no ambition to change the plot would mean it's better not to have transmigrated at all, or just lie down and wait for death. If you couldn't do anything before transmigrating, and still couldn't do anything after transmigrating, wouldn't that be transmigrating in vain?

Lin Hai wanted to set a small goal for himself first, which was to witness the birth of Iron Man eight years later, and at the same time find a way to use his own ability to solve his palladium poisoning problem, and even completely cure him!

Because he didn't want that brain cursed by knowledge to be delayed by such minor matters for too much time; Tony Stark's wisdom should be used to explore the profound principles of all things.

Lin Hai collected his mood and began his formal work.

He started first with that century-old Fo-ti that had fed back a lot of life energy to him. Lin Hai fetched a bamboo watering can and sprayed the liquid evenly on the leaf surfaces, ensuring that every droplet nourished appropriately without pooling and rotting the roots. The branches and leaves of the Fo-ti that had eaten the "tonic" became increasingly verdant in the water mist.

Next were those Dendrobium Orchids. They were hung on moist bark slabs with exposed roots, requiring exceptionally delicate care. Lin Hai pressed his palms against their roots and slowly channeled a bit of life energy to help them better absorb nutrients in the air. He could feel that those air roots, which had originally been slightly withered, gradually became plump.

Herbs like Mint and Rosemary were much simpler, but he still carefully inspected the leaves of each one, plucked away withered and yellow parts, and ensured good ventilation. When he used his fingers to channel tiny amounts of life energy to the Lemon Balm emitting a fresh fragrance, the plant seemed to gently rub against him, as if expressing gratitude.

The ones requiring the most caution were those poisonous medicinal herbs—Datura and Aconite. Wearing gloves, Lin Hai carefully pruned them while controlling and reducing the transmission of energy to avoid stimulating their toxicity.

Finally, he came to that pot of Seven-Leaf Lotus. Nourished by the energy, it had completely regained its vitality, and its leaves had become emerald green and dripping. Lin Hai gently stroked its leaves, feeling the growth of the plant.

When Lin Hai finished all the plant maintenance, all the green plants and medicinal herbs had regained their vitality, with crystal-clear water droplets sparkling on their leaves, and herbal fragrance permeating the air. Lin Hai let out a long breath, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and looked around with satisfaction.

These plants were not just his work; they were more like his partners—they craved his energy, and he drew nourishment from their life force while feeling their emotions.

What made Lin Hai even more excited was that the future he had once fantasized about and looked forward to was no longer just a fantasy.

As long as he could cultivate and utilize these two kinds of energy in his body well, in this Marvel Universe where capable people abounded, he would certainly be able to survive and live very well according to his own ideas!