When Jon opened his eyes, he was so tired that he felt like he was going to die.
His brain felt as uncomfortable as when he graduated from university and was dragged by his roommates to dance for a night and then blew in the cold wind for two hours.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
He turned his head and saw Cecatly cooking fish soup next to him.
"You're awake? That's great. Come and strengthen the shelf here. I don't think it's very stable. "
Jon struggled to get up and snapped his fingers to condense the soil under the shelf. Then, he fell back down.
"Can you be more humane?"
Jon's mouth was not dry at all. Cecatly probably fed him a lot of water, but his tone was still weak.
"I'm still sick!"
"Sick your head."
Cecatly tapped the chain in her hand and condensed a ball of water to pour on Jon's face. "You won't catch a cold even if you soak in it for a hundred years. You'll just be exhausted and exhausted. But, congratulations, you've advanced again."
"It's not like I advanced again. It's just that the previous problem has been solved. Where is this?"
"I don't know. The sea map is with you. I just found a small island and went ashore. I was waiting for you to wake up before leaving. Here, this is for you."
Cecatly took off the bracelet on her wrist. Jon then noticed that it was not actually a bracelet.
"This is that divine artifact?"
"Yes." Cecatly nodded and hung the divine artifact in the air. "The Tear of Atlantis. After the war of the gods, Atlantis sank into the sea and turned into Poseidon's private world. After the Atlanteans became the followers of the gods, their faith in Poseidon turned into a divine artifact. It was Poseidon's forehead ornament. However, Poseidon didn't seem to like it very much."
"After all, it's the authority of the end of a civilization. It's not a very good symbol."
Jon took the Tear of Atlantis and looked at it carefully. "But I don't care about this. It's not strange whether it's auspicious or not. People die every day. It's fine as long as this thing can be used."
He took it and put it on.
It was as if someone had stuck an eye on Jon's forehead. The azure Divine Artifact passed through the light and disappeared, slowly sinking into Jon's forehead.
A rich and refreshing sensation wrapped around his glabella, and in an instant, it actually made him relax a little. But soon, he woke up again. His previous headache had been alleviated, and his exhausted soul force began to recover like a spring that had been opened up. His weakness and fatigue were also dispelled, and his whole body was reinvigorated.
"Good stuff."
Jon exclaimed in admiration.
"This thing is suitable for your attribute, but not for me. It's not that there's a problem with its attribute. It's just that it seems to be very resistant to being used by me, a person who belongs to an enemy divine system. There's no problem with you. Look, it's fused very well."
Cecatly seemed to be holding back her laughter. Jon looked at her in confusion and asked, "Is there … something on my face?"
"It's not that there's something on your face. Didn't you notice any changes in your body?"
Body?
Could it be that Cecatly did something to him while he was unconscious?
Jon looked at the messy pieces of clothes on his body, and immediately came up with a plot that was not allowed to be written in two hundred thousand words in his mind.
"You're a beast, right? I'm not even an adult yet!"
In response to Jon's accusation, Cecatly merely replied with a single sentence.
"Scram!"
Cecatly served herself a bowl of delicious fish soup and savored it. "Your clothes were torn when you transformed into a birdman. Although I don't know why the wings condensed from magic elements would tear your clothes, the result is obvious. Also, when I moved you here, I glanced at your wristband. That wristband is broken, and the pieces are in a pile of grass by the side."
"My wristband is broken?"
Jon subconsciously touched his wrist. Sure enough, there was no wristband.
"If the wristband is broken, can't you just make a new one? You don't have to be so surprised, right? "
Jon did not say anything. Instead, he stood up.
It was obvious that his pants had become much shorter, as if he had suddenly developed overnight. His lean body was filled with strength, and he had grown a head taller. Originally, he was about the same height as Cecatly, but now, the difference was obvious.
Cecatly was already more than 1.7 meters tall. Now that he had regained his original height, there was still room for improvement.
"Let me tell you something that you might not believe. I think I'm an adult now. The wristband was not broken because of magic interference. After Ancestor Helga strengthened me a few times, it became very stable. This time, it was broken because I no longer have any trace magic on me, so I don't need the wristband anymore."
So … that was the case?
Cecatly was not surprised at all.
After such a big change in Jon's body, she had been thinking about what went wrong.
All transactions in this world were fair. Since you received something, you naturally had to give something of equal value. Now, it seemed that Jon had paid with his life.
"You used at least five years of your life in exchange for a large increase in strength. Do you feel that you have lost out?"
This was a good question.
However, Jon did not feel that this was a bad thing in the past.
"If I could do it again, maybe I would exchange for more. It's just life, and that's what we don't lack now. Isn't it a good thing to use the length of my life to exchange for my own strength?"
Cecatly did not comment.
From Jon's perspective, this was indeed a good thing.
Without the trace magic, he had completely become a free Wizard. His strength had increased greatly, and he had even obtained a new Divine Artifact. No matter how he looked at it, this was a profitable business.
However, this kind of good luck could only happen once, and it wouldn't happen again.
However, one should not be too greedy.
"Under such circumstances, we still don't know what kind of predicament we will face. In short, the stronger the better. Who knows what we will face when the time comes?"
"No matter what we face, we have to take it one step at a time. We can't rush for results."
Jon changed his clothes behind his water curtain and threw the rags from before into the fire to burn them to ashes.
"Have you finished the fish soup? Let's go after you finish it. We don't know how far we will go. I'm afraid we will have to find our way out. "
Cecatly drank the soup in the bowl unhurriedly, then returned the bowl to its original appearance of a rock. She stood up and clapped her hands.
"Let's go!"
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