Even though Victor continued to examine the boat, he couldn't find anything. Therefore, he paused for a moment and considered experimenting on this boat with dark energy. After all, it had appeared when the blood seed formed, not before. For this reason, it was more likely that the boat worked with dark energy. However, currently, there was no dark energy left in the inner space of the seed.
He had created a place in his body where dark energy could be stored. Its size was also promising. However, he hadn't put any dark energy into it yet. For this, he first needed to truly absorb dark energy through a breathing technique. He could also spend the dark energy accumulated in the blood seed to use martial arts and skills. He could also use it to increase his strength and purify his blood. In this sense, the blood seed was the center of his cultivation system.
Victor knew he had to fill this space first. The energy in this space was the foundation of everything. The interaction of blood with the energy in this space was the basis of human development. True development could be achieved by interacting with this space through the heart, and Victor could continue to work step by step to reach the primal body he longed for. However, the foundation of all this had to be perseverance and sufficient resources.
The stances and movements taught by Uncle Muhtar were necessary to use this interaction most efficiently and to activate dark energy to interact with the core blood in the heart. It facilitated this interaction and also allowed dark energy to integrate better with the core blood. However, the basis of everything was still dark energy.
In a way, development was the process of making the body more compatible with dark energy. The method used on this planet focused on using blood to make the human body more compatible with dark energy and to benefit more from dark energy.
In the novels Victor had read, blood was always among the methods with a good future. Therefore, he stepped onto this path without much thought. Although it seemed like he had no other option. However, he wondered why people's development stagnated after the extreme body stage. But this curiosity was only a fleeting interest. After all, the extreme body was still very far for him.
Victor began to regulate his breathing according to the basic breathing method. The free dark energy particles in the air began to be drawn towards him the moment he started this breathing method. This process was much easier compared to when he started to open the blood seed. However, he could draw much fewer dark energy particles to himself this way compared to that process.
Talent, Earth Companions, and Wealth... These four things would always remain among the most important things, no matter what kind of world it was.
As for talent, Victor wasn't really considered very talented, but he wasn't talentless either.
Regarding Earth, his location was the far north, which was considered barren land on the planet, and it was perhaps among the places with the lowest dark energy concentration on the planet.
Companions were even worse. The only one who could show him the way was the village elder. Apart from what he received in exchange for contribution points, the elder had said at most a few extra sentences and hadn't cared about the rest. Apart from him, there wasn't even one extraordinary person he knew who he had exchanged two words with.
As for wealth, the boat in the blood seed might make a difference in advancing on the extraordinary path, but apart from that, he was wandering on the absolute edge of poverty.
When Victor thought about these things, he had to smile bitterly once again. But in the end, he had to walk his own path alone. He lowered his head and took on a determined look. This life had been given to him in some way once again, and he didn't want to waste it by lying around and letting this life pass him by.
He focused on the basic breathing method again, and the unnecessary thoughts in his mind began to empty. His breathing rhythm also began to become more standard this way. Within a few minutes, he was completely focused and immersed in absorbing dark energy.
He decided not to stop until the seed space was completely filled. Because he wanted to find out how long it would take for the seed space to be completely filled and adjust his routine accordingly.
He had looked at the time before starting and had begun the breathing method according to it. By the way, the watch he used was not a normal digital watch. It was a strange tool connected to the extraordinary structure in the village. All life here revolved around that extraordinary fire, and so did the watch.
The division of days here was also similar to Earth, with 12 hours of day and 12 hours of night. The watch stayed at home and perhaps gave him the approximate time according to the daily state of the extraordinary fire. Victor didn't know the exact principle. The extraordinary fire had long since exceeded the limit he could touch. He had been a little curious at first, but later he got used to it and continued his life without tampering with it.
This focusing and energy absorption process continued for five hours. After five hours, the inner space of the seed was completely filled. Victor slowly ended the basic breathing technique and looked at the seed space. It was completely full. He stretched and rubbed his legs. He was still having trouble getting used to sitting cross-legged. After sitting like this for five hours, his knees had started to ache like those of old uncles. A few minutes later, he stretched and leaned against the wall.
He thought to himself. Five hours was too much time for him, enough to affect his day. Could he replace sleep with the basic breathing technique? After all, that's what the novels said. But real life wasn't a novel after all. Victor felt he had to try and noted this down.
Just as Victor was about to stand up, he remembered the boat in the seed space and sat down again. He directed the dark energy in the seed space towards the boat. The boat began to absorb this dark energy, but it seemed to be passively using the dark energy to repair the holes on it. However, this repair was so slow that if he couldn't feel every change in the seed space, he wouldn't notice any change at all. Victor shook his head, and at this rate, if the boat continued to absorb dark energy, it was uncertain how many years it would take for just one hole to close. Realizing this, he stopped directing dark energy towards the boat. The boat had not given any other reaction to the dark energy.
Although this boat had initially seemed quite extraordinary to him, perhaps the boat had no motive left other than instinctively renewing itself. For this reason, perhaps Victor had also instinctively appeared here the moment he formed the dark seed. However, he didn't actually know how the boat had appeared in his body. He didn't remember this boat at all. Even after searching his memories several times, he still couldn't find anything. Perhaps this mystery would be solved only when he completely repaired and controlled this boat. However, the amount of time he would spend repairing it was starting to give Victor a headache.
When he didn't receive any feedback from the boat, Victor felt a little depressed. However, he hadn't yet focused on the boat spiritually. Spiritual sense was something Victor didn't know how to explain; it was a bit like telekinesis. However, it couldn't be said to be exactly the same. Telekinesis was more like a power to move objects outside the body, while spiritual power could be thought of as a concentrated form of willpower that could affect the outside world.
However, to fully concentrate this spiritual power and affect the outside world, he needed to reach the primal body realm. What he had felt the moment he formed the blood seed and what he was currently using was like a prototype, and it could only do things within his own body, and even that was limited. Consumption was high, and regeneration was slow because it didn't have enough density. The only consolation was that it regenerated automatically when he slept and didn't require anything extra.
Perhaps he could move the boat with his spiritual sense. Spiritual sense might surprise him in this regard.
He directed his spiritual sense towards the boat, and it quickly reached the boat. The moment his spiritual sense touched the boat, he felt an icy coldness and a strange tingling in his soul. At the same time, he wanted to withdraw his spiritual sense, but he felt with horror that his spiritual sense now refused to listen to him. In this strange situation, while his spiritual sense continued to spread over the boat, it suddenly reached a small hole and stopped spreading. The hole seemed to represent a boundary, and his spiritual sense could no longer see beyond that boundary.
However, when Victor looked at the area where his spiritual sense had spread, he realized that it wasn't even one ten-thousandth of the boat. Even this was enough to create a certain pressure in his soul. However, he could continue if he forced himself, but he didn't have that chance.
After staying in this state for a few seconds, millions of different inscriptions began to appear in the small part where his spiritual sense had spread, and this process continued for several minutes. When the inscriptions there were fully revealed, Victor felt a strange calling in his soul. He needed to purify those inscriptions using his spiritual sense and imprint his own spiritual brand on them. Only in this way could he use the boat. However, there was no clue how to do this.
Victor hated this riddle talk. Symbolism and narratives... Words that expressed other things. Things that were assumed you already knew... Girlfriends who expected you to understand what was wrong from their mood... Even situations where they expected you to read their mind and offer an instant solution...
Dude, life shouldn't be this hard, just say it clearly and let's understand each other, right? Why make life difficult and expect to be understood? If I had the ability to read minds, why would I be with you? I'd be a fortune teller and buy lottery tickets, wouldn't I?
Victor cursed internally for a few minutes. He had suffered a lot from these things in his past life as well. These things wouldn't even be in his top 100 of things he was good at. He couldn't list 100 things in a flash, but he was sure he was far below 100, he was that bad.
When Victor calmed down a few minutes later, he focused again on his spiritual sense, which was still stuck there. According to the rule of starting with the simplest thing, he slowly chose one of the millions of inscriptions and directed his spiritual sense towards it. The inscription he directed his spiritual sense towards slowly began to become brighter and brighter, and finally, it fully illuminated. When that first inscription illuminated, Victor felt a strange connection forming with the boat, but this connection was very weak, as if it would break at any moment.
Victor, however, was quite delighted. He had found the right path; all that was left was to continue working hard and illuminate all the inscriptions in the area where his spiritual sense was.
This illumination process continued for several hours. Victor wasn't familiar with it at first, but he slowly realized that as more inscriptions illuminated, he could illuminate the other inscriptions more easily. It was getting easier and easier, but poor Victor had forgotten that his soul wasn't strong enough to remain in this state for several hours. This tempering of his spiritual sense, as well as constantly keeping it tense, led to extreme fatigue.
When the last inscription was completely illuminated, Victor was overjoyed. His spiritual sense had also begun to break free from being stuck in the boat. Just as Victor was about to take a relieved breath, he realized once again that he was about to enter that coma-like state, and at the last moment, thinking he should at least adjust himself, he managed to lie down on the bed. The last thing he remembered was the thousands of curse words going through his mind.