Chapter 577: Chapter 287: Time Acceleration 3 But even in the final moments of his life, Lance still maintained an infinite passion for knowledge and exploration. Ron slowly closed his notebook, a wave of indescribable complex emotions surging in his heart. Lance’s research experiences and philosophy, as well as his spirit of not giving up his pursuits when facing death, left a deep impression on him. "The ’Key of Harmony’ concept is something that can be referenced in many areas; it’s the only part that can be tentatively tried at present. As for Soul Resonance and Consciousness Archiving... there’s no need to consider these before becoming an Ancient Alchemist." His eyes glimmered with a light of thought. "Additionally, there are some projects I can start on now." Naturally, Lance’s experimental notes were not only filled with overly grand designs. For Ron at this moment, the most important part was indeed providing the most orthodox "Autophagic Slime Monster" modulation process. In Lance’s notes, it was emphasized that a seasoned Modulator aiming to advance to a true Master of Modulation must start by cultivating their unique "Autophagic Slime Monster." Ron’s mind raced, integrating the information from Lance’s notes with his existing knowledge. Especially regarding the detailed descriptions of the various layers of the Abyss and the specific data on the differences in time flow, these were extremely valuable practical information. Combining Lance’s insights on how the abyssal environment influences biological mutations, he gained new understandings of some of his previous doubts. For the next few hours, he immersed himself in various concepts and theoretical deductions. He could feel his understanding of Bloodline Modulation rising to new heights. The theories on energy balance and adaptive adjustments in Lance’s notes provided him with entirely new ideas and methods. [Bloodline Shaping (Mastery) Experience Points +1] [Bloodline Shaping (Mastery) Experience Points +1] [Bloodline Shaping (Mastery) Experience Points +1] ... 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢 Until late at night, when the last glimmer of light outside the window went out, Ron finally stopped his thoughts, putting away his notes and drafts. The time flow differences of the Abyss, the modulation possibilities at the soul level, and the potential connection with the "King of Illusions." "There is still much to do tomorrow..." He whispered to himself, then closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation. ...... The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a golden hue over the room. Ron had long since finished his meditation and was sitting at his desk, continuing to work on his thoughts from the previous night. Holding a piece of Crystal, he activated it in a special way, causing a thin membrane of energy to appear on its surface, reflecting the contents of his notes from last night. This convenient method of recording and reviewing is technology unique to the Central Lands, far more efficient than flipping through physical notes. "Lance’s Soul Resonance theory..." Ron concentrated on reading the flowing text on the crystal’s surface. The crystal displayed the core ideas he distilled from Lance’s notes the previous night: the essence of Soul Resonance technology. It involves establishing a special energy channel between the operator and the receptor. This enables the operator to directly perceive and influence the receptor’s soul structure, rather than being limited to material-level bloodline changes. If this technology succeeds, it will completely break the current limits of bloodline modulation. Allowing pure-blood transformations and even the repair of deep bloodline pollution and defects. "This has an essential similarity with my ’Melting Furnace Concept,’ it could be used as a reference..." Ron gently rotated the crystal, switching the surface content to his own conceptual notes. The core of the Melting Furnace Concept is to create a special "furnace" structure that can separate and not affect itself. Making it capable of absorbing, transforming, and purifying various pollutants while feeding the purified energy back to the user. Though the two technologies have different starting points and goals, their methods in soul-level operations are remarkably similar, seemingly touching on some more fundamental soul principles. "Perhaps, this is not a coincidence." Ron began to ponder carefully: "Perhaps, all research on the soul ultimately points to a single essence on a deeper level..." However, his current level of accumulated pollution is still within controllable limits. After all, the blessings’ supplementation and the pocket watch’s reset capabilities are continuously exerting forces, plus the previous pollution was removed after advancing to Morning Star, so at least for the next one or two years, he doesn’t need to worry excessively about these issues. Therefore, he should focus on more urgent matters now. Such as continuing to perfect and initially attempt the simulation device, and putting more effort into Enchantment to secure employment in a new Profession as soon as possible. Ron opened his eyes, placed the crystal back on the table, and directed his gaze towards the gradually brightening sky outside the window. The lingering ambiance of the festival was still floating in the town, with the street decorations yet to be removed. Some young apprentices, who had just finished an all-night celebration, were dragging their weary bodies back to the dormitory in the morning light. "Even in the most rigorous academic environment, students are still like this." He sighed, his tone carrying a fellow feeling from personal experience. When he was a student, he too indulged in day-and-night revelries during holidays, although his means of pleasing himself were limited to the dorm and home. But now... Ron stood up, walked to the balcony, and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air. Even on holidays, he had to adhere to a strict routine and research plan. Just as he was about to return to his study, a soft knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. "Master, breakfast is ready." Ailan’s voice came from outside the door, gentle like a breeze. "Okay, I’ll be right there." Ron replied, taking one last look at the crystal in his hand before leaving the room. In the dining room, a sumptuous breakfast had been neatly set. Compared to the Black Mist Jungle, the ingredients in the Central Lands were undoubtedly richer and more refined. Various rare magic fruits and specially bred meats could provide energy and nourishment far beyond ordinary foods. Ailan stood beside, her green silhouette especially vibrant in the morning light; while Dale floated by the pool, her large eyes mischievously eyeing the food on his plate. Ron forked a piece of grilled meat, teasing the little Sea Siren in the pool. "Is the master’s recent research going well?" the tree spirit softly inquired. Feeding the grilled meat into Dale’s mouth, Ron nodded gently: "There’s been some progress." He didn’t elaborate, but Ailan was used to her master’s concise way of communication. As Ron’s capable assistant, she knew when to ask, when not to, and how to provide support in the appropriate way. "Ailan, I’m quite interested in Lance’s notes on cultivating the Autophagic Slime Monster." Ron said while enjoying his breakfast: "Help me organize the ways to acquire related materials and see if there are any channels within the Crystal Tower through the masters to directly purchase the materials."