Computers are still convenient for finding information. Han Zhen put all his hopes on the computer. Compared with the pattern of wood chips, he really caught some clues. This is thanks to his ancestors who left the earth. The entire history and religion of the earth were preserved so complete. The original history and religion of more than 100 countries have detailed records. With these information, Han Zhen made a vague preliminary judgment:

This is a magical thing (nonsense!), it has the function of improving the human system (or nonsense!), it should be a thing left over from ancient religions as an identity mark (well, it's a bit interesting!), cork, magical pattern, after Han Zhen reads the ancient history of European countries, Han Zhen summarized based on his own feelings that it should be an item carried by a person and has magical functions, and that person, he probably probably might be a druid!

After confirming a possibility, Han Zhen began to use a lot of arguments to prove this idea:

First of all, one thing to be clear is that this wood chip is not a high-tech thing left by aliens. The more expensive the things are, the more exquisite it will be. As a hanging ornament, this wood chip can be regarded as simple and exquisite, and it is definitely not considered a matter of being. Then it is the original product of the earth, and it cannot be abandoned by aliens after they arrived. If there were aliens who could make such magical high-tech things on Earth before, there would be no more Earthlings. After thousands of years, the last trace of beautiful fantasies about aliens disappeared. Earl Herman told the earthlings not to have delusions a thousand years ago.

Since it is an original product, it can correct one's own innate problems, even if it is not possible with current medical technology, it means that this wood chip is very important. There is no word in the whole wood chip, only some patterns, and a plant is drawn on the back. According to this and the estimation of the feel, it should be oak. The purpose of drawing the oak on such an important thing means that the oak has a special significance to them.

Druids regard the oak tree as their own sacred tree. Druids have no language, which also explains the reason why there is no word on the wood chip.

According to the information obtained online, the arrangement of stones in the British "Stonehenge" is somewhat similar to the circle of different lengths on the front of the wood chip, and the distance is almost equal. As for why there are three layers on the wood chip, there is no way to know. Perhaps this shows that the original owner of the wood chip is higher than that of the ordinary druid? Han Zhen guessed.

"Druids do not believe in the gods. Their power comes from nature and merge with nature in their own way to obtain unique magical abilities. This magic allows them to use the abilities of fire, earth and wind. If druids are divided by skills, they can be divided into three categories: elemental magic, summoning ability, and transformation skills. Druids can be divided into two major systems, plant system and animal system. This classification and division are not absolute. Any druid can communicate with animals and plants in nature, but it has some emphasis..."

Han Zhen silently recited this passage, saying that a few days ago, Han Zhen was just guessing that today, he had already said with certainty that wood chips were druids’ things!

I did an experiment yesterday and Han Zhen poured a small mouthful of chicken soup on a pot of orchids. Today, I saw that the orchids were at least three or four times longer. This shows that the energy dissolved in the chicken soup by the wood chips can also be absorbed by plants.

After getting up this morning, I drank a large jar of chicken soup. Han Zhen vaguely felt that he had a mysterious connection with the plants.

As long as you look at a plant, such as the orchid, you will know how it is growing now (healthy, nutritious, and is working hard to grow), what requirements (the flowerpot is too small, it is so suffocating). When you touch its leaves, it will emit pleasant ripples and directly spread to your brain... This feeling is very blurry and wonderful. As time goes by, the feeling becomes stronger. It seems that you can give instructions to let the orchid grow according to your own wishes and give it a try attitude. Han Zhen wants it to grow a new leaf and droop into his palm. After a minute, a newly grown orchid leaf really crawls into his hands at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was after this experiment that Han Zhen truly confirmed that the wood chips were related to druids, because he was almost a messenger of communicating plants. Druids with this wood chip must have an extraordinary ability to communicate with plants. Then how should he inherit this power after he got it? Is it just to make soup? Han Zhen was a little nauseous when he saw chicken soup. The value was not much. Does it mean that the energy in the wood chips is getting less and less as the number of times increases? In addition to improving physical fitness, does the wood chips have other effects? Can he fully inherit it before it disappears? How to use it?

After understanding a little bit of the effect, Han Zhen had more questions. Especially after reading ancient European myths in detail and being interested in the mysterious powers in the legends-

"Xiaozhen! Your health is really good!" Zhen Yaling, who calls to ask several times a day, couldn't help it. Although the meeting she attended was very important, only once a few years, it was not as important as her son. The mother and son have been dependent on each other since childhood. The son is everything to her. Regardless of the dissuasion from many parties, Zhen Yaling resolutely left her work and rushed to Tengxiang City.

"Mom, you are here!" Han Zhen was too focused. Until his mother appeared in front of him, she was still stunned. After reacting, she ran forward in surprise and hugged her.

Zhen Yaling was in her forties and was wearing a very formal blue female suit. When she rushed back from Dizhou, she had not had time to change her clothes. She was covered in dust, but she could not hide her beautiful face. No matter how she looked at it, she could still be considered as a beauty.

I looked nervously at my son who had not seen him for several months, and my complexion was indeed much better. I pinched my arm and was much stronger than before. "Xiaozhen, are you all saying true? Let's go downstairs to check with my mother." Zhen Yaling said with relief. The hologram can completely show her appearance, but how can I compare to seeing her directly!

The mother is the most sensitive to the changes in her son. After only seven days, Zhen Yaling found that her son is really like a day. Her height and weight are not obvious. Her appearance is no longer the pale and blood-free face before, but her facial features are not much changed. She looks more and more beautiful. The biggest change is that her son's eyes are like a clear spring. Zhen Yaling thought about it, oh, by the way, it is like the watery eyes of her son when she was born, pure and flawless.

Zhen Yaling personally started the medical examination device and saw a list with higher values ​​than the physical examination orders sent by her son, she was still stunned for ten minutes.

Han Zhen thought his mother still didn't believe it, so he pulled her into the gym, did hundreds of push-ups in front of her, and ran at full speed for more than half an hour, showing her a sweaty proof.

OK! It's really good! Zhen Yaling becomes more and more excited as she looks at it, and finally she can't help crying.

From the day my son was born, Zhen Yaling was worried about her son's body and found many authoritative medical experts. She concluded that her son had to lie on the hospital bed, and even so, she could only live to thirty years old. The only way was to buy the legendary genetic modification liquid. But that thing had never appeared in China, and it was the alien Tiandun Empire, which was not able to produce it. You can imagine how valuable it was.

If I hadn't been using Chinese medicine to treat my son in a hurry to delay his condition, my son would not have lived like a normal person for seventeen years. But now, my son has miraculously recovered and returned to the normal person he had always hoped for. "God has eyes! Lao Han, our son can finally live a healthy life. Thank God, thank the Bodhisattva, thank you..." Zhen Yaling was so excited that she didn't know what she was saying, and cried with tears in her face.
Chapter completed!