Chapter 112 Twenty Into One Solar Thread
Zane unfolded his palm, and the drone soared into the sky.
"Good! Now, let’s make a nice boat so I can continue the journey."
He climbed a small hill, cut down a large tree, and dragged it to the riverbank. Taking out his curved knife, he began carving into the core, shaving off thick wood chips. An hour passed before the boat was finally shaped to his satisfaction.
It was his first time building a boat.
He eyed his crude creation and muttered with a smile, "Look at her. Not bad for a first try. Alright, I’ve spent enough time here."
He placed a pair of wooden oars into the boat, pushed it into the stream, and hopped aboard. With gentle strokes, he paddled along the current, letting the river carry him downstream. Conveniently, the drone was guiding him in the same direction.
"System, this place feels different. Any tips on how to further cultivate my law?" he asked.
[System: Host has already trained enough to pull mana and create things using only mental instruction.]
[Now, Host must focus and allow your mana-grappling skill to extract the radioactive mana from the riverbed. The latter half of the process will be similar to when you created your first Solar Thread.]
[However, the radioactive mana from the riverbed is raw and wild. Handle it with extreme care.]
"Fair enough. Warn me if there’s any danger ahead," he said.
Then he sat cross-legged in the boat, closed his eyes, and began his breathing exercises. His mind slowly entered a state of calm. Weaving a series of hand seals, he extended his mental force—like thousands of invisible arms—deep beneath the surface of the river.