Knight Wright was about to speak, but Dennis, who was standing beside him, moved two chairs and smiled at Ophelia: "Ophelia, sit down and listen, I'm very curious too. I heard that he is a genius who is not inferior to you."

Ophelia's attitude was still cold. She had no fondness for her two brothers. Marshall was like a stupid mad dog. Dennis was a cunning wild fox. She would not be naive to think that Dennis was really thinking about her before she came to inform her. She just wanted to fan the flames.

But Dennis helped her after all, so she sat down with face. It was not because she had saved a genius for herself, and Ophelia didn't care about this, but Adam was special to her.

Knight Wright explained everything. After hearing this, Ophelia had no expression. She just ordered the followers behind her to send Adam back to his house, while she nodded to the two and left.

Dennis still had a smile on his face and stood up to send Ophelia away. He looked as if nothing had happened, but his clenched fists and the veins that burst into his neck showed that he was not calm inside.

"This world is really unfair."

Ophelia and her group walked on the road to the manor. When they saw her, they all made way. They bowed slightly and stood aside before they got up after she left. This kind of respect had nothing to do with identity, but simply awe of strength and nobility.

She whispered to the maid: "Go to my room and get an unused ointment."

The maid walked like another direction, her heart was full of envy. She knew how precious the lady's ointment was. The entire manor, no, it should be said that it was the entire northern land. Only the lady and the earl were qualified to use it. It was created by the mage. I heard that the raw materials could easily tear a knight apart when they were alive.

Of course, Ophelia did not do it by herself. After the Knight under his command applied the ointment evenly all over Adam's body, Ophelia waved her left and right, sat alone in Adam's room, and silently waited for him to wake up with his eyes closed.

Night falls.

This secret medicine made of unknown raw materials is very effective. Adam's scars heal at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye. The medicine power enters the body through the skin, and gentle benign energy is generated. The cells begin to split at a faster rate with the support of energy, making up for the overload of the body in a short time, and began to nourish Adam's weak constitution. He was originally expected to last for several days, but it ended quickly.

"After detecting high-quality nutrients enter the body, cells begin to accelerate division, organ strength, muscle strength, blood activity, and bone calcium is being enhanced."

Adam actively cooperated with the medicinal power and perfect physical control allowed him to fully absorb the therapeutic effect. The benefits of this ointment were hundreds of times as good as usual food.

"Since you wake up, start exercising your breathing method. Restrict your mental power and use your breathing frequency to shake your body." Ophelia opened her eyes and said to Adam.

Adam followed the good and started breathing at special frequency as he said. The absorption of the medicine effect accelerated a higher level again. The thick layer of ointment that was originally applied to the skin decreased rapidly, and in the end, only a thin layer of black dead skin-like film fell.

"It's not enough." Adam said the first sentence. If there were a few more benign energy, his body would be able to meet the standards of exercising breathing methods without falling into a coma like this time.

"Ha." Ophelia responded with an unknown meaning.

Adam sat up in the darkness, reached out and tore off the drug residue on his body, picked up the new clothes that were neatly placed beside the pillow and put them on, and then sat by the bed without saying a word.

Ophelia did not avoid Adam when he was dressing, and she did not even move for a moment. It was not until the silence spread for a long time that she said, "Do you have nothing to say?"

Ophelia's voice was very soft, not asking but talking to herself, but Adam heard the uneasy, and he found that the man in front of him was on the verge of the explosion.

Ophelia was in a very complicated mood.

Although she is the biological daughter of the Count, she is not happy in life. Her lowly identity and premature death made her unable to feel family affection. As the uncrowned king of the North, how could her father turn his attention to a ridiculous character similar to an illegitimate daughter?

In the manor, an awkward identity was destined to be an unhappy childhood. Although he was an earl's parent-child, he was no different from a servant. Because he was an earl's parent-child, no one dared to be friends with her. Everyone avoided her, and the only person who would not deliberately avoid her was Adam, a fool.

In the corner where no one noticed, a dirty yellow-haired girl sat next to a thin and big-headed boy chattering, sharing hard-won food, which was the only warmth of Ophelia's cold childhood.

It was not until Ophelia showed her dazzling talent when she was ten years old that her situation improved, but the contrary was that she could not get close to Adam so close. It was not because of her identity, but because she could not control her own strength. She was afraid that she would kill this only "friend" with a slight touch. Later, the environment of her practice and experience needed was too dangerous, so she asked Adam to work for her and give him a lifestyle that comforted her to death.

"Adam, why would a fool who has been stupid for sixteen years suddenly wake up and learn breathing without anyone teaching it, and have such a strong mental power? Should I be happy for you? Or are you cheating everyone?"

And I? Ophelia thought.

Adam felt the strong emotions she exuded, which should be named sadness, and emotional thinking replaced logical thinking, and he felt that he should explain it.

The pronoun “I…” made him feel a little new, “from another world.”

Ophelia's expression became very exciting, not surprised, but mocked. She said: "This is the world of mages, the plane of mages. Since the great Prometheus True Spirit Master changed the world coordinates and the guardian of Anne Croft World sacrificed himself to sublimate the essence of the plane, no other creature could come on its own. Now you actually told me that you are from another world?"

Adam suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his mental power spread instantly. The information revealed in Ophelia's words excited him. This was indeed not a monotonous and boring world. There were strong people here who could change the world. Adam did not believe that changing the world was power, only knowledge, and only knowledge could change the world.

Adam was inflamed with his mental power, and the sound of a stroke in the closed room was turbulent, and the fragile material almost shattered, but Ophelia remained motionless, and her tone was even more mocking: "What? I exposed it and wanted to attack me?"

Adam really had no impression of her. When he first arrived in this world, it was his most difficult time. The number of viruses was huge and occupied all his memory. The antivirus program was progressing slowly. He had to cut off his external contacts and self-enclose himself, otherwise he would be at risk of being captured by the virus at any time. This situation would not be alleviated until he was ten years old, and that was exactly when Ophelia was separated from him.

However, since the explanation has begun, Adam doesn't care whether Ophelia believes it. As for revealing his identity, Adam does not think that this is important information, and he has learned from her words that in this world, alien creatures seem to be no secret.

Unexpectedly, Ophelia seemed to lose interest in his explanation all of a sudden. She stood up and left without any hesitation, and said before leaving: "Forget it, it doesn't matter. Since you have such a talent, don't interfere with the battle between my two stupid brothers. Master Mage will definitely come. I will help you get a chance at that time."

After all, you have never really hurt me, and giving you a chance is considered to be the ultimate righteousness. Ophelia thought of it sadly.

"Remember, don't sign any contract." Ophelia left after a final warning.

Adam sat alone in the room to sort out information. This time he gained a lot. He not only mastered the cultivation method of extraordinary power, but also initially improved his weak physique, but also understood the truth of some worlds. The most important thing is that he finally knew that this was not a boring world, which was enough.

However, he also had doubts that the practice of breathing is a direct and rough application, just like drinking water in the river and fire on the ground, using it in this way, instead of knowing the principle first, then manufacturing, and then applying it.

"The knowledge system is not exactly the same. It is preliminary to judge that mental power should be a type of basic power and naturally exist. After mental power, special energy of No. 2 and special energy of No. 3, there should be a medium, and extraordinary power generated through the interaction between mental power and medium."

"The existing conditions and knowledge reserves are insufficient, and the medium cannot be observed and the true source of extraordinary power cannot be analyzed."

After Adam established the observation mission, he began to practice breathing in a small range, controlling the intake of special energy of No. 3 and strengthening his body in a gentle way.

The practice of the Knight's breathing method is essentially overdrawing the potential of the body. If there is no dynamic balance between external energy and body consumption, then the practice is suicide. It can be seen that this is just a backward and inefficient way. And so on, the Knight's path has an end, and this end will be very easy to reach.

Adam analyzed from Ophelia's words that the mage is a powerful profession that far exceeds the knight and even reaches a powerful profession that changes the world with itself. The fragile body of carbon-based life is absolutely impossible to bear it. Then the mage should exist for the purpose of changing the essence of life or sublimating the soul.

"Genetics and occultism?" Adam said to himself. In the final analysis, the existing information is insufficient for in-depth research.
Chapter completed!