Young Master, Is Your Research Really Proper?
Anna sensed that the person behind her was breathing more rapidly.
She blushed slightly for some reason and urged, "Have you been researching it?"
Li Mo: "Yes, yes."
Although he hadn't seen enough, he knew he had to focus.
Playing around is fine, but don't treat scientific research as a joke.
Take another deep breath and refocus...
This time, Li Mo opened his eyes and immediately entered a research state, saying:
"Anna, you can begin. You just need to perform the basic ritual."
"Um."
Anna responded softly, closed her eyes, and began to regulate her breathing.
Li Mo stared intently at her.
The ceremony officially began.
Anna's hair moved on its own even without wind.
Upon inspection of the skin surface, there were indeed no silver threads emerging.
The first assumption has been refuted.
The mystic has no visible silver threads on his body, and it has little to do with whether or not his clothes cover them.
However, the fact that her hair moved without any wind does indicate that an energy field similar to an electrostatic field or a high-frequency resonant field was generated around Anna's body.
Where does energy come from?
I have already proven that the energy source of all Mystical Ritual comes from the Red Moon in the sky.
The Red Moon is essentially a giant vibrator located 1.8 million kilometers above the Earth's surface, with an orbital period of 33 days.
The Mystical Artifact needs to extend silver threads as receiving antennas to resonate with the Red Moon in order to extract energy.
What about Anna?
What did she use as an antenna to establish coupling vibrations with the Red Moon?
Li Mo frowned and moved his face closer.
At such close range, the amplification effect of focused concentration is maximized.
Li Mo observed Anna's fair skin.
Gradually--
A bold guess came to mind!
Blood vessel!
In a normal person at rest, the pulse is usually around 60 to 70 beats per minute.
Isn't this just a frequency?
Once you have this idea in mind, then conduct targeted observations.
Li Mo seemed to actually see the sight of blood flowing...
"Oh, I see..."
Li Mo gradually became excited.
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed!
Human blood contains a large amount of hemoglobin.
The core component of hemoglobin is iron ions!
Blood, rich in iron ions and various inorganic salts, is a natural and excellent fluid conductor when it flows at high speed through closed blood vessels!
Blood vessels in the human body are like silver threads on Mystical Artifact.
--So we're all Teletubbies! How cute!
Li Mo knew how important this discovery was.
If that's the case...
Could the strength or weakness of so-called Mysticism Perception, or innate talents, be related to the subtle differences in blood vessel distribution at birth?
Just like no two leaves in the world are exactly alike.
Naturally, no two people have exactly the same vascular network.
The reason why ordinary people find it difficult to awaken Mysticism Perception.
This is because their natural vascular network structure has significant deviations.
No matter how I adjust my breathing, the resonant frequency in my body can't match the fundamental frequency of the Red Moon.
There's definitely no way to solve that.
And someone with Anna's powerful talent in mysticism is indeed worthy of being called the darling of the Twin Moons.
Humans are born without needing to exercise; their breathing rhythm is perfectly synchronized. How so?
As for the advancement from the first-tier [Mystery Peeper] to the fifth-tier [Sage].
Essentially, isn't it about gradually developing more and finer capillaries deep within the body to participate in synchronous resonance through long-term breathing training?
Increase the power of this antenna step by step!
Although this is just speculation at the moment.
But even this guess made Li Mo feel incredibly relieved!
But wait, there's a problem.
If Mysticism Perception are determined by innate blood vessel distribution... then what about myself?
Why did my Mysticism Perception suddenly disappear?
Could a serious illness really change the distribution of blood vessels?
To put it more abstractly... it's like there's a tumor nodule growing in a blood vessel, causing a problem with resonance.
Thinking of this, Li Mo shook his head.
perhaps,
There are still things about the occult that I haven't noticed...
Further research and observation are needed.
This newly emerging question piqued Li Mo's intense curiosity.
There is currently one experiment that can be done.
If it's a nodule growing on a blood vessel, then can't we just verify it the other way around?
Li Mo shifted around on the bed as he pondered.
Without realizing it, they had moved from behind Anna to directly in front of her.
He was thinking seriously:
I wonder if I can try it out myself?
For example, if you press Anna's blood vessel with your finger now, you can artificially apply external pressure to it, changing the local diameter of the vessel and the direction of blood flow.
Is it possible to directly disrupt the Mystical Ritual Anna is performing?
Li Mo could swear an oath to the red and white moons in the sky.
At that moment, he had absolutely no other thoughts in his mind; he simply wanted to conduct a study on controlled variables.
He held his breath, preparing to poke Anna.
Li Mo wasn't a professional doctor, and he didn't know much about the distribution of blood vessels.
So he poked here and there.
It's always good to try more.
Tap the Northern Hemisphere, tap the Southern Hemisphere, tap the Eastern Hemisphere, tap the Western Hemisphere...
Well, it seems Anna's ritual wasn't affected at all.
To prove he wasn't a pervert, Li Mo also stepped outside the hemisphere and poked at other spots.
Poke my tummy, poke my shoulders, poke my cheeks...
Um?
When the poke touched her cheek, Li Mo suddenly stopped.
that is...
When did Anna open her eyes?
And it was staring at me with a completely expressionless face.
That's so strange...
Li Mo stood still.
Anna didn't move; she just watched him silently.
Their eyes met.
stare...
Li Mo blinked.
I lost focus.
Anna's hair also calmed down.
The ritual has ended.
Li Mo forced a smile.
Anna remained expressionless.
Li Mo immediately stopped smiling.
Anna, however, smiled.
Li Mo quickly put on a forced smile and let out a chuckle.
--Who says there aren't second laughs in another world?
I wonder what Anna is thinking right now; her expression seems rather frightening.
A while later.
Anna smiled and bumped her cheek against Li Mo's fingers, bumping them many times.
She asked, "Do you like poking?"
Li Mo withdrew his hand and said, "I won't poke anymore."
Anna said softly, "Young Master Li Mo, you said you wouldn't look at the front... why are you starting to touch it now?"
Li Mo replied honestly, "To do research."
Anna laughed and said, "Young Master Li Mo, is your research really serious?"
Overwhelmed by pressure, Li Mo began to ramble incoherently:
"Anna, we must believe that Sisyphus is happy, just as you must believe that I am simple-minded. How can a scholar's work be called 'touching'? You must believe that we scholars are all very honest. As a famous person once said: 'The person being studied only needs to be studied, while we researchers have many things to consider...'"
No matter how much nonsense they spout, they can't escape the fate of having their ears grabbed.
Li Mo felt as if fate had gripped her by the back of the neck; her voice grew softer and softer...
This was the first time Anna, as a maid, had committed violence against the young master in the home.
He was clearly very angry.
Being grabbed, being grabbed,
Amidst the pain, a sudden thought flashed through Li Mo's mind...
He said, "Wait! Anna! I have an idea!"
Anna retorted angrily, "Speak up! Let's see what you can say!"
Li Mo: "I don't know either. I'm just saying it's possible... it's possible to find a way to reactivate Mysticism Perception!"
Anna was taken aback, her grip loosened, and she asked, "How do I do it?"
Li Mo: "You might need to perform a few more rituals so I can observe you more closely! Oh, and you also need me to poke around a bit more!"
Anna: "?"
Outside the window, the Silver Moon hangs high, its gentle light spilling over the eaves.
Anna stood frozen in place, vaguely recalling the solemn vow she had made under the moon.
She knew very well that praying to the goddess for the young master to regain his senses would come at a price.
But she never expected it.
The price to pay was this.
But... is this considered a price to pay?
It doesn't seem like it.
Thinking of this,
Anna lowered her head, blushing, and said with utmost seriousness, calmness, and indifference:
"If it's to restore your Mysticism Perception, young master, I'll cooperate with whatever you want."